Dole answered honestly where he lived, where he worked and how old he was, and then the patrol let him go.

Back in the yard, it was dark and silent.

Bal's figure came from the door, his shadow looming in the darkness.

"I just noticed that you went to the Killer Guild?"

Dolai turned his head, looked at Bal, nodded, and said, "A man named Kadija led me there."

Bal Dog tilted his head, thinking about who this person is, and then smiled and said, "This person is the deputy city lord's swordsman, known as the best swordsman in Dormont City. I didn't expect that he is also a killer."

Dolai nodded, feeling heavy in his heart. "The water in this city is much deeper than I thought. I have accepted the mission to assassinate Feller. I have already obtained his intelligence and will carry it out soon."

Bal shook his head and said, "You can do whatever you want." He slowly walked to the door, climbed up the wall above the door, and then quickly disappeared into the night.

Watching Bal disappear, Dolai slowly walked into the room, took out a bottle of strength potion and agility potion, and poured them into his mouth.

While waiting for the potion to slowly dissipate, he practiced basic boxing in the yard.

Basic swordsmanship.

Although there was no real combat, practicing more, fixing the movements, and forming a fixed boxing and swordsmanship posture would be very beneficial for the future. What he was thinking about now was whether he should buy a set of ordinary martial arts to learn when he handed in a task next time. There was really nothing to learn in basic swordsmanship, and he did not have any real swordsmanship or boxing skills.

After practicing for two hours, until midnight, Dolai finally digested some of the strength. His muscles were bulging and his skin was taut. The medicine was quite effective.

These two bottles of potion were his last two bottles, and that was all he had.

One bottle of potion costs one gold coin, so these eight bottles of potion cost eight gold coins, which is quite luxurious.

However, feeling the increased power in himself, Dolai felt that the money was well spent.

He entered the room, took out a bottle of primary mental power potion, drank it, and began to meditate.

The effect of the primary mental potion is not so obvious, but it is better than nothing, and much stronger than simply practicing on his own. Now he has visualized nearly 30 coins. As time goes by, the efficiency of visualization becomes lower, and maintaining a huge number of hardness is also a problem.

The sea of ​​consciousness is vast and boundless, but it is still rare to have 30 coins in it and prevent it from collapsing. He must keep the shape of coins at all times. In fact, it has trained his mental strength and willpower to another extent. Dolai feels that it is getting more and more difficult, and once thought that he had taken a wrong path.

But Bal said it was okay and he could only continue practicing.

The night passed quickly.

In the blacksmith shop during the day, he went out for a "wander" in the afternoon. Based on the information, Dole quickly determined Feller's general whereabouts. This guy usually went to three places at night: the soldier's bar, a bar opened by the military office, and the military camp, which also served as a training ground. He would practice here for a while, and would take the military office's special carriage home at around 12 o'clock in the evening.

The place where they lived was also very safe. It was in the northwest area, where the nobles lived. There were a lot of security patrols, and because of their status, they also had a certain amount of guards. Although Feller was not a noble, he was indeed a descendant of the nobles and had a small nest there. He was surrounded by nobles, which greatly increased the difficulty of lurking.

Dolai then remembered that most of the people on the assassination list were nobles, but the reason they were still alive and well was that the security conditions here were too good. If he had the speed of Bal, he could sneak over, kill people and leave, which would not be difficult, but he was not Bal.

So this requires some thought.

Bar, barracks, home.

Dole thought about it for several days before deciding to take action on the way to the bar.

Actually, Ferrer didn't like drinking, he just liked the atmosphere. According to intelligence, the bar was for the military personnel to have fun, and it provided a lot of things, including women, strong liquor, and some strange things, such as various drugs that made people intoxicated, and some drugs that improved sexual performance.

As a team leader, Ferrer was prohibited from playing with women. He would only drink some wine occasionally, bring some small things back, and have intense activities with his wives at home. This was his hobby.

Dole can start in this regard.

Dolai had also considered aspects such as food and water sources, but since they were all supplied by special people, it would be difficult to take action unless one could lurk in the Water Bureau or in his home.

Dolai had considered all of these, but in the end, they all came to nothing because they were easy to be exposed.

Soldier's Bar.

Dole ordered several glasses of wine and sat at a table drinking boredly. Several women passed by him, but he rejected them all.

Although he was thirteen years old this year and his physical development was almost close to that of a normal person, he was not an adult after all, and there were some things he simply could not do.

As the saying goes, the hair has not grown out yet, and this stage is what they are referring to.

But it did not stop Dolai from drinking. Although the military bar restricted military personnel from entering, Dolai could still come in with a little makeup, provided he had money.

He had money, so he came in.

The bar in the military office is a mess, with people drinking and making trouble after getting drunk. They can do whatever they want. Well, as long as no one is killed, it's fine. If things are broken, so be it, someone will compensate for it anyway.

Dole had only been working for a short time when two such incidents occurred: one was due to drunkenness and causing trouble, and the other was due to a woman.

The woman was actually quite pretty, with very fair skin, obviously different from the locals. She had a slender figure with all the right curves, and a tight-fitting dress that brought out her beautiful figure even better. The two officers started fighting over her.

The woman herself had no will, and was even like a puppet, with no life in her eyes, but this did not affect her appearance.

This was a poor woman, Dolley defined.

He drank for a while, glanced at the door inadvertently, then his eyes lit up slightly, and then he turned his head away and no longer paid attention.

Here comes Ferrer.

Feller and his colleagues got off work and came straight here without changing their clothes. After shouting a few times at the bar and ordering drinks for his brothers, he greeted a few acquaintances warmly, then took his people to find a table and started drinking.

Dole observed for a while and soon discovered that he asked for something from a waiter and put it casually in his chest pocket.

Dole saw it all, even the location of the charges.

…

The pharmacy of the future.

Lao Mi met Dolai in person, still in that very ordinary pharmacy.

Duolai didn't waste any more words. He took out ten bottles of primary mental potion and said with a faint smile, "I need four bottles of primary strength potion and four bottles of agility potion. The rest can be exchanged for materials and money."

Lao Mi nodded. This was not their first transaction and the transaction went smoothly. However, he found that Dolai had mixed a lot of strange materials into the medicinal materials this time.

But he didn't ask. There were many slightly taboo things in the wizard system. As long as it was medicinal material, whether it was poison or ordinary medicinal material, he could sell it.