Frank agreed, and things became much easier.
They exited through the window again.
It turns out that in addition to taking drugs, Frank himself is also very talented in moving around. He can jump to the ground quietly on the brick roof and lead Morgan to the designated location, which is located in the corner of the town. High-walled dwellings.
Looking from a distance outside the wall, you can also see that it is a two-story small building, similar to other corners of the town, surrounded by various natural vegetation. You can see the tops of the trees clearly from the outside, but you can only see the house illuminated by the lights. The sharp corners, at first glance, even seem to be buried in them.
In addition to the high wall blocking most of the view, the difference between the residence and the neighbors is that it is a building made of wooden structure.
After five years of traveling, Mogan is a very experienced businessman. By scanning the stalls, he can probably judge the minimum amount of assets that the stall owner can hold based on the amount of funds and risk acceptance. Of course, he has also analyzed it very early. Boss Fleming's.
The cost and assets of this residence can be basically consistent, but Mo Gan really didn't expect that the bulk of it would be taken up.
defense.
Seeing that he kept watching, Frank panicked, "You don't want to climb over the wall and get in again, do you?"
He couldn't stop him, but he didn't want to give in. Mo Gan wanted to force himself, but he couldn't stop him.
But Frank still subconsciously walked forward, trying to block a road in a way that seemed to deceive others.
Mo Gan looked strange, "Who do you think I am?"
"Then what are you doing here? There's nothing here. You woke me up in the middle of the night just to ask for directions?"
"Why is there nothing?" Morgan raised his head slightly and pointed to the top of the wall, "Who keeps the lights on in the middle of the night?"
Frank froze on the spot.
Indeed, there's more to Fleming's boss's house than just "turning on the lights."
The whole house was literally brightly lit, inside and out, and you could see inside from the outside in such a late night.
Morgan continued to ask, "Boss Fleming has been with you most of the time today, right? I don't think he has time to rest."
"I went back and watched the stall all the time. He was sitting in the back, watching the situation." Frank said obediently.
After all, it is a pure novice guarding his own stall. At this time, I am afraid it is less reassuring than watching the stall by myself.
"Then do you know who Boss Fleming's family members are?"
"I heard that Boss Fleming has a little daughter, but I have never seen it..." Frank shook his head. "When I first came to the hotel, I heard the boss chatting with the hotel owner and asking how the family education was going and how his daughter was doing. Good or not, good or not.”
"family Education?"
Morgan was very confused.
Generally, small towns like this will have special schools to teach children. Homeschooling requires hiring tutors. It is a project that many nobles who have both leisure and money come up with. They mainly think that the learning environment is better and more efficient in a well-decorated home.
But looking at the simple structure of these houses, it seems that Boss Fleming does not treat everything according to aristocratic standards. For a businessman who pays so much attention to the importance of appearance, he can clearly confirm that this is what he saw before contacting the shops that were not very exquisite in appearance. a little.
"Boss Fleming is very rich. Isn't this normal?" Frank was a little confused.
At this moment, Mo Gan vaguely heard footsteps coming from the other side of the house and walked towards the door.
Even Frank noticed it and stepped back, just about to lower his voice and say something.
Mogan simply covered his mouth and expanded the range of a small spell.
Some people really don't have the awareness that some people's senses are more acute and they can basically hear the whispers of others clearly.
However, ever since Mogan was frustrated by pretending to be ignorant when he was young, he has developed a good habit: using a range of spells to suppress his presence at any time, to guard against those who are always on guard against prying eyes.
It was also at that time that he was completely convinced that the upper limit of magic was difficult to predict, and it was never a bad thing to be vigilant.
The person walking towards the door only showed half of his back. Due to the requirement of concealment, the two people hiding aside, including Mo Gan, did not dare to look out directly. They could only see some vague body movements, and the figure of the person outside the door should be that of a woman.
There were two people inside and outside the door, about one meter apart. Sometimes they nodded and seemed to be chatting.
The head seems to be white, but I don't know why it looks a bit big. It doesn't look like the white hair of Mermaid Austin.
It's more like...
Plush hat? or other?
"They don't seem to know each other very well?"
Frank was further away and his eyes were not as sharp.
Mogan turned his head and said, "How do you know?"
But as soon as he finished speaking, Frank regretted it again.
Because he saw two people coming out. The person inside the door was none other than Boss Fleming, and the other one was blocked behind him.
Fleming didn't know why he suddenly closed the distance, and seemed to sniff the opponent's shoulder and neck, and then the opponent returned the same action. After expressing their goodwill to each other, Fleming waved and closed the door.
"Could it be the boss's wife? I didn't know there was a boss's wife. Mainly because Boss Fleming is so free, he feels more like a bachelor. Knowing that he has a daughter, I feel the same way." Frank's mind jumped to a strange point place.
"...Don't change your guess casually." Mo Gan was speechless.
He really wanted to praise others.
Judging from the distanced body movements, the two people did not move much. The small nod accompanying the greeting was also implicit politeness. Judging from the length of time, the lack of greetings was just polite. The normal physical distance of neither far nor close also means that each other is wary. .
Sniffing the side of the neck is actually a greeting etiquette of a certain race. This knowledge is rarely used in practice.
Mainly because, there is something else that stands out more.
The two figures finally no longer obscure each other,
"Who are these people?" Frank saw clearly and shuddered, "Why, how do they look like this?!"
The woman who walked out finally revealed her true appearance.
It was indeed a woman, but not quite.
She has a goat-like head, and under her legs are sheep's hooves with spiked boots. From the exposed part of her clothes, it can be seen that her whole body is covered with white down, but she has human body characteristics. Naturally, she looks like a woman from the back.
——But it has a little more white and furry "hat".
Mo Gan was not stingy this time, after all, this was not a problem.
"They are half-orcs from the Arcane Forest in the eastern part of the Kingdom of Cole."
"I thought about it too." Frank quickly explained, "I just never saw it... No, who are they referring to?"
Mo refused to answer, just looked at the situation in front of him.
The woman with a sheep's head walked out of the back door of the village, her hooves stepping softly on the lawn, and quietly blended into the night.
A mystery has been solved.
Many people are disguised precisely because many of the aborigines in Pandora Market are actually half-orcs.
Half-orcs are born with a small number of animal habits of the tribe they belong to, such as sleeping in the day and emerging at night, etc., which can be forcibly adjusted. The unique wooden houses can also be explained by the fact that half-orcs are more affectionate to wooden materials because they were born in the forest.
As for the high wall, of course it is to block the view.
For Morgan, this is not something that is incomprehensible.
Although the multi-ethnic Kor Kingdom openly opposes the exclusion of other races, just as most people think that the Sharks are ferocious and the Dragons are strong and brainless, they also have a deep-rooted stereotype about Orcs.
It’s not just the strange appearance that makes people feel unfriendly. Due to the different branches within the group, half-orcs with keen sense of smell, quick actions or infinite strength have always been a symbol of “barbarian rudeness”.
If you want to be a businessman, this impression is obviously not conducive to establishing your basic credibility.
Especially at the beginning of starting a business.
When the other party is convinced from the beginning that the person they are dealing with is just a humanoid beast, half of the deal will fail.
This truth is not even limited to racial differences. Even if they are of the same race, there is a big difference between being dressed in rags and being dressed up, so they will naturally receive very different looks from others. Compared with people relying on clothing and horses relying on saddles, the appearance of half-orcs is natural.
But Mogan can also understand the basic reasons for this situation.
——The tribe lives in the Arcane Forest, and the half-orcs enjoy the best supply of magic materials. All the products supplied are bathed in the energy of the magic forest, and their quality and quantity are very impressive.
If Mo Gan were born as a half-orc, he would definitely find ways to establish a sales channel without middlemen making profit.
And the reason why it's not "one orc" but "many orcs". A large part of the market is people who need to disguise themselves from time to time. I'm afraid the reason is that orcs are actually a race that is good at supporting each other. After confirming that they are of the same race, they will provide each other with various kinds of help.
Naturally, this also includes making money.
After trying to find a way to repatriate Frank, Morgan did not follow him directly, but chose an alternative method.
He briefly recalled the main roads in this area and the various ways to avoid them. Based on this, he analyzed the direction in which the sheep orc woman was walking, and drew up possible routes. Finally, he judged that she should be going To Port St. Rom.
Of course, the speed of a sheep is faster than that of a normal person, and the end point cannot be completely determined. Mo Gan also knows that he has to use some unique skills.
So he transformed into his half-dragon form and added a few more scales to make himself more "dragon".
It's dark and there are few people around. His dark wings and scaly appearance allow him to hide himself in the night sky.
Morgan flew quietly at high altitude and quickly caught the figure of the white goat orc.
Among the trees, that soft white hair is really eye-catching and a living target.
Looking down at the route from a high altitude, he could naturally confirm that his guess was true. Mogan also took the lead, landing far ahead and then "tracking" from the front. He "followed" them all the way to the port, then stopped at the traffic thoroughfare, pretending to be waiting for someone, and then watched the Aries orc who made no other disguises walk straight to the place where the ship was parked.
She got on the boat, but Mogan's pupils shrank, and she was a little shocked for a moment.
——Because that is the ship of the Blue Eagle Pirate Ship.
In the middle of the night, he went to someone else's house and chatted with Boss Fleming, who was well-connected and considered a local snake. However, in fact, the half-beast woman from the sheep tribe who was unfamiliar to him turned out to be from the Blue Eagle pirate group, which had quite a lot of action during the day.
The clues obtained were messy and confusing, but at a sudden time point, an unexpected and strange closed loop was formed.
