Seeking help from an adventurer is a simple solution. It's a different approach, but it's practical enough. Captain Calderelle had been of great help to them when they were at Winnivas. Uriel will always remember the moment when the adventurers rushed into the streets to block the Holy Knights. The mercenaries shouted the names of the adventurers and York, fighting for their friends against the elite knights of another mysterious fulcrum. The Knox Mercenaries are driven not by wealth and discipline, but by pure friendship and courage. In the eyes of the apprentices at the time, the adventurers were almost heroic.
But things are different now, Uriel thought. Moniantoros was a strange land, where the faith of Gaia was sown, and they were the most unwelcome outsiders. The only good thing is that Uriel can still find someone willing to help them, but unfortunately the other person is not close enough to be equivalent to the Knox mercenary group. Although the Paperclip Mercenary Group has a reputation as a knight-errant, it is impossible for them to work for free. After all, they had no reason to fight for him, and he couldn't promise anything. Doing business is the best and only option.
So the problem is back to its original point. It is impossible for us to afford mercenaries. War mercenaries serve the kingdom and lords and are expendable items among the nobles. At Brumnot the apprentice had little to worry about the cost of living and now he had to think about every bill. The Paperclip Mercenary Group has a good reputation among adventurers, but they cannot afford even the cheapest mercenaries.
"There are no vampires in Moniantoros, so I can't help." Dalton said, "If you can, just say so, York."
"I am indeed considering a solution." The orange-faced man muttered, "A solution that has nothing to do with adventurers. Where can I get news about Tedonaradu?" This guy simply gave up.
What do you think about the ring's runes forming a smirking emoji. There is no doubt that it is enjoying an aggressive pleasure.
"needs time."
Uriel himself couldn't think of any good way. If he tried to try Sauron's idea again, he might freeze my fingers together. However, the ring's attitude is really annoying. It is exactly the same as Joey in the dream, the only difference is that the latter's ridicule is not so explicit. I'm not bullying, I'm just helping York out of trouble. He was determined to cheat with his vision.
Fortunately there is a way. "I think we can pay the bill." Uriel realized that his companions quickly turned their attention. "Use the adventurer's method."
"You mean defaulting on your account?"
Dalton couldn't help but glance at York: "What an incredible skill. I'm beginning to change my view of Eastman's southern adventurers."
"Of course not." Although adventurers don't have much of a good reputation, the Knox Mercenary Group is a special example, and its image should not be ruined by some stupid thing in York. Uriel did not doubt that Sitarai had paid or stolen. Everyone makes mistakes. "I must declare, York, that I will not hide anything from Captain Calder about bringing you to Monian Toros. It's better you never did it."
"Ahem, don't worry, it's not a recent incident. What can we do?"
"Find Tedonaradu."
"You and our wise Mr. Gessen are of the same origin." York leaned forward, "A few seconds ago, I really thought you supported me, Uriel."
Most of Sauron's problems were learned from Joey, and they have nothing to do with me. "I'm not kidding, York. You should know he's worth a lot."
"As long as we can find him." The night elf pointed out, "Unfortunately, this is also the reason why Tedonaradu has been on the bounty list for many years. This nightingale is more experienced than us and can run faster than a rabbit." He seemed to put the three of them together. People are placed on the same level as rabbits.
Sita blinked. "The way you support me both at once, Uriel, is unbelievable."
If you want to find Tedonaradu, you can go back to Blumnot and ask the astrologer Sauron for advice. I can’t wait to see you do this.
There is no doubt that this is a way to find Tedonaradu, but it is completely opposite to Uriel's ultimate goal. He was about to refute, but Dalton spoke before him: "Uril, are you going to use your tried-and-true astrology again?"
To describe it accurately, I might have to try it a hundred times. "No, we have no clues at all." Except Olsson Manor. "Perhaps we can find someone to help. We can still afford the cost of consulting the adventurer Nightingale."
But companions were skeptical. "To be honest, they probably can't give you anything useful."
Sauron was more direct: Did you drink too much hard cider? Uriel? I thought this bit of alcohol was no different to you than plain water.
Don't talk to it, the apprentice tried to calm down. "Please give it a try. Come now." Uriel stood up. "I'm going to the east. But people do reveal more information at the wine table than you think. Don't let this go. Oh, York? I I think Sauron can help you. Do you want to wear it? It..." The apprentice paused slightly, "It means that I really support you."
"Your trust impresses me, Uriel." York shouted excitedly and happily. "Just wait and see, soon Tedonaradu and all his information will be like sliced ham. It's in front of us. You can go to Saudi Arabia."
Drow rolled his eyes.
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He carefully observed the shadows and even peered into the future with his spiritual vision, and was finally relieved to find that no one was around. The appearance of a stranger at this time was the worst thing imaginable, but the worst thing was to happen to meet two of his companions, York or Dalton, more likely the latter. Uriel knew that doubt meant a crisis of trust, but his secret... By the gods, I'd rather meet a stranger.
Sauron the Ring was not present. The cynicism that preceded it set the stage, and the way he shook it off was perhaps less deliberate. It was the easiest part, and it's easy to deceive someone if you know them well. Except for mastering the scroll of oath. Uriel didn't know if there was any unknown person whose magic could peek into people's hearts without being noticed. Anyway, he had never seen it.
The light became strange. "Long time no see, Uriel. I thought it would be impossible to meet you in Moniantoros."
Seeking help from adventurers is unreliable, Uriel thought to himself, so what does it mean to seek help from the Unknown Society? "Where else, Blumnot?"
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"Perhaps the Undead Lord will be willing to come in person, after all, he is a dead man. And I, please forgive me for having to refuse your invitation anyway." Alini said. He raised his hat a little. “It’s not our turn to save the church there, right?”
I'd rather go to Witek Shazo. "It is a matter of the church, sir." Uriel said in a low voice.
"Tedonaradu. You're looking for him."
"It sounds like your local intelligence network can give people confidence."
"Thanks to you and your companions, the demon hunters in the Mint Land are busy rebuilding churches."
This was not the result Uriel expected, but some things are inevitable. Hopefully, wizards will realize that their territory is being quietly infiltrated. "If things go well, Your Excellency, they will be even busier next."
"Not necessarily. Your plan has not yet stopped at the Mint Land and the surrounding small villages, while Tedonaradu's territory is in Danlao." The demon lord smiled and confided the information, and his attitude was surprisingly kind.
Uriel dared not look into his eyes. If the Black Knight knew that I had been sneaking into Confessions' dreams, Lord Shimmer probably wouldn't be so easy to talk to. However, it is true that he has not seen the Lingot sisters recently, and the mentor's dream is more attractive to Uriel.
"Danlaw?" he repeated. "The nightingale doesn't seem to have a specific territory of its own."
"That's it. Nightingales are not like us."
"Thanks for the help, Your Excellency. Shall I be paid market rate?"
"As I said, we're not like nightingales either. This news is as worthless as today's weather conditions, at least to me."
"I insist on paying the bill, Your Excellency." Uriel repeatedly reminded himself not to have anything to do with the secret society anymore, but sadly, he fell like a mortal who was seduced by the devil. Forget it, in the eyes of the gods and the mysterious realm, I am basically the devil itself, so what else is there to be afraid of? "Under the sun, it's better to have a fair deal."
"There is no fairness in this world." The demon lord replied softly. "The gods created order life and us for some absolutely unfriendly purpose. Difference means superiority and inferiority. Fairness is a distorted concept, Uriel , There are no two things in the world of exactly the same value. It is ridiculous to pursue fairness in transactions."
"I agree with you, Your Excellency. No two people in the world have exactly the same ideas, so I have to pay the bill." If it could be solved with money, this would be a trivial matter. "The Association can take away Danlao's unknown people. They have probably been waiting for a long time."
Alini stared at him. "I think I can't refuse this fair deal. How about adding the Nameless One with Honey Collar? If you act quickly enough, the Paperclip Mercenary Group will be waiting for you there."
There was a little too much ham on the plate. Uriel frowned: "Do you know our plan?"
"Shat Aiper was once your companion, Uriel. He was a bard, not a mysterious creature. I heard another of your companions announcing that you were going to find him soon. I'm afraid he wasn't there to listen to the song."
Damn it. Uriel slapped his forehead. Why didn't I use magic to foresee? At the dinner table, York had accidentally made their trip public. The devil's association makes nightingales seem to be everywhere.
"Deal, sir."
The demon lord disappeared, and Uriel could feel the change in light. He let out a long breath and continued east along the street. Although the efficiency of the Association Nightingale is far greater than that of the adventurers, he cannot just go back. You must pretend to be inquiring, so as to hide it from other people's eyes. What a master of lies I am, Uriel thought with amusement.
