By steam train, Tris spent a whole day arriving at Backlund, the capital of Mando, known as the "Land of Hope."
After coming out of the steam train station in the Backlund Bridge area, Tris was stunned for a long time among the people passing by while carrying a small package.
The difference between Backlund and Tingen is huge!
It was only about half past six, but the sky was already completely dark, and even the gas lamps on the roadside were already on.
There is also the haze in the air, the large number of people coming and going...
After finding a cheap cafe to have dinner, Tris followed his experience and feeling and walked randomly along the street, and soon found a remote alley.
He soon found something familiar on the wall of the alley——
A "sign" hanging on the wall.
In fact, this is just a small piece of wood with thin hemp ropes threaded through both ends and hung on wooden sticks inserted into the gaps in the wall.
On the wooden board, someone used charcoal to draw some simple information - such as "↑囗, 3, ☆."
Although it was somewhat different from Tingen's style, Tris still recognized its meaning.
"Bed rental, 3p a night."
"Rent the upper bunk for 2p a night."
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In an unfamiliar place, familiar rules can still be useful, which makes Tris feel at ease.
He walked into the alley, found the stairs marked "☆", and walked up.
Soon, he saw the same "☆" on a door on the third floor.
After knocking on the door and briefly negotiating with the middle-aged lady who opened the door, Tris handed her 3 copper pennies and got a free bed tonight.
Leaving the familiar environment, he did not feel comfortable that night.
The next day, Tris went out early and walked in the direction he had inquired about last night, towards White Rum Street in the adjacent neighborhood, to rent a house at the "Working Class Housing Improvement Association".
Finally, he settled in Red Brick Lane in the East District and rented a small one-bedroom apartment.
In fact, having done several jobs in Tingen, he is not short of money, he just doesn't like big rooms.
After getting a little familiar with the surrounding environment, and having lunch, he took a public carriage to the Jowood District.
Ketra Law Firm, 18 Rue Movas.
After exchanging the code, the brown-haired receptionist brought Tris into the office of mid-level solicitor Figaro Foster.
"I haven't seen you?"
Figaro Foster, who was wearing a formal tuxedo, stood up from his seat and looked up and down at Tris, who was dressed in ordinary clothes, with his dark blue eyes.
Looking at Tris's round face and soft facial features, Phagoro's heart moved, and a friendly smile appeared on his face.
Seeing that Tris was standing at the door without moving or making a sound, he took the initiative to take a few steps forward and led Tris to sit on the sofa.
"A lady should have introduced you here, right?"
Phagoro had a faint smile on his face. Seeing the slight expression on Tris's face, he confirmed his guess and continued:
"Let's get to know each other again. My name is Phigoro, the Sequence 8 'Instigator'. I am here to assign tasks."
When Tris heard the keyword "Sequence 8 'Instigator'", he finally opened his guard a little, nodded and replied:
"A lady asked me to come to you. Well, my name is Tris."
"She said that I can get the opportunity to be promoted to Sequence 8 from you."
At this point, he paused and then asked: "Is the Sequence 8 corresponding to 'Assassin' the 'Instigator'?"
This question brought a hint of doubt to Phagoro's smile.
What's going on... the woman who can make people promoted to "Assassin" can continue to make people promoted to "Instigator"? What does it mean to be introduced to me?
Phagoro thought for a moment and had no definite answer.
But he could see that Tris had a good foundation, especially this shy character, which was rare in their line of work.
He calculated that if all went well, this Tris would be able to change in about two months.
"Tris, you may not understand the situation." To avoid offending this seemingly sensitive newcomer, Figero spoke carefully, "I said before, this is where I assign tasks."
"To be precise, this is where I give newcomers the opportunity to be promoted to 'Assassin'."
"Generally speaking, the subsequent promotion of 'Assassin' will be continued by the lady who guided you to become 'Assassin', and has nothing to do with me."
He tried his best to show a gentle smile, looked at Tris's round face, and continued:
"Your situation is a bit special. Can you tell me what the lady said when she introduced you here?"
"I need to understand the situation before I can find a way to help you."
Tris was very reluctant to talk about his own affairs to strangers, but when it came to promotion, he could only suppress the discomfort in his heart, thought about it, and finally gave a rough summary:
"That lady burned the hair and blood I handed over before, and then asked me to come here to find you."
Phagoro nodded, which was somewhat consistent with his expectation——
It looks like this little cutie may have inadvertently pissed off his superior lady and was dumped as a result.
So good!
Only in this way can he have the opportunity to experience novel things.
The smile on Phagoro's face became even brighter.
He took out a stack of contracts and put it on the coffee table, pushed it to Tris, and explained the role of his "mission hall".
"Tris, I suggest that you accept a task of appropriate difficulty. It is best to complete it beautifully and win the recognition of a woman again, so as to gain the opportunity to be promoted to Sequence 8."
He patted Tris's somewhat thin shoulder very familiarly, and then said:
"As long as you show your abilities and I will help you say something nice, it will not be difficult to win the approval of a certain lady."
"I have met an outstanding newcomer before. When he was still an ordinary person, he was spotted by a certain lady in advance... He also completed the task perfectly and was directly qualified to be promoted to 'Assassin'."
"What's more, you have become an 'Assassin' yourself, and you can save the lady who takes over a contribution. I believe that you will be promoted to Sequence 8 soon."
Tris frowned, twisted his shoulders, pushed Phagoro's palm back, and asked:
"You are so enthusiastic, how many pounds do you want in favor?"
"No, no, no, talking about money hurts feelings." Figero took his hand away from Tris's shoulder, put it in front of his face and shook it repeatedly.
"I just hope you can remember my favor for helping. If I have any requests in the future, I hope you can take this favor and try your best to agree to help me."
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Seemingly seeing the resistance in Tris's eyes, Figero finally added, "Don't worry, this is just a verbal agreement, not mandatory."
"It better be this way."
Tris replied coldly, picked up the stack of contracts from the table, and started reading with difficulty using the rudimentary Loen language he had learned from the church's free school.
"Would you like me to recommend you? I guarantee it will be the most suitable task for your current situation!"
Phagoro stretched his head from the side.
