"Man, let me get some news!"
Allen was sitting on a high stool, holding a glass of fruit wine in his left hand. With a flick of his right hand, a shiny silver coin flew up and fell towards the bartender wiping the glasses behind the bar.
"Snapped!"
The human bartender moved his hands nimbly, grabbed the flying silver coins in his palm, then raised his head and smiled at Allen, and replied politely: "Guest, please tell me."
"Is there a guide in this town who is familiar with the conditions in the southern part of the Tagan Desert? It would be best if he is someone who is reliable and does not have many external connections."
Taking money to clear the way was a dealing skill that Allen learned from Regis. At this time, in order to find a suitable guide and leave the kobold's territory as soon as possible, he had no other better way.
"Guest, you have asked the right person. There are guys like this in our small town, but there are really very few who are reliable."
The human bartender was not surprised at all by Allen's question. There was never a shortage of adventurers in the wilderness who wanted to venture into the wilderness. Where there is demand, there will naturally be a market. Those wilderness people and outsiders who lack the strength and want to make extra money to survive have joined in one after another to earn a meager income.
However, many of the guides who participated used this as bait, colluding with other robbery gangs from the outside world, luring their employers into pre-set trap areas, and annihilating their employers in a helpless place in the wilderness. Earn more benefits.
After Allen learned this information from the well-informed Regis' chat, he always took it as a warning, so he was willing to spend money to find out more reliable information to buy himself peace of mind. This human bartender was Blind Gill's subordinate that Regis had asked him to contact before, and he was more worthy of Allen's trust than anyone else in the town.
"It just so happens that there is a relatively reliable little guy in the town who specializes in this business. He has a good reputation and may meet your requirements."
"The little guy is called Jack, and he is one of your kind. He is a young goblin living in a small town. If you want to find him, just go around the market twice and observe the most active goblin there. He is the one. . Or you can go directly to the slums in the east corner and ask someone casually, and you will know where his home is."
"There is also an old guy who is a local kobold. He is not bad at it and often travels to the wilderness. However, he has a shortcoming: he is an alcoholic. He will make a lot of noise when he is away from alcohol. And when he touches the bar, he can't stop talking. , when he gets drunk, he goes crazy everywhere and is very difficult to deal with."
"Jack?"
When Allen heard this name that seemed to have some impression on him, he carefully looked through his previous memories in Thunder Town. He vaguely seemed to have come into contact with a goblin who took the initiative to strike up a conversation. However, the time of contact was decisive, and he had no other needs at the time, so he did not give it to this person. Guys go on big mountain chances.
"Do you have more detailed information about him?"
"Well..."
The fingers of the bartender's right hand seemed to be itchy, and he rubbed his thumb, index finger, and middle finger back and forth, seeming hesitant to speak.
"..."
Allen understood, threw out another silver coin, and quickly received a response.
"Little Jack is an orphan who grew up in the town. He is very clever. Unfortunately, he is not strong enough and is not a kobold, so he has been bullied by other kobold gangsters in the town. Fortunately, the kobold gate needs These slaves serve in daily life and take care of some of the land reclaimed outside the town, so some wilderness goblins are also accepted to live in the town. The slums in the east corner are the settlement of goblins."
"With the help of other tribesmen, little Jack survived his infancy, and later followed a hobgoblin to learn about the surrounding environment of the town, and started working as a guide. At least in my opinion, he is relatively innocent."
In fact, when the human bartender said that the other party was a goblin, Allen was already a little moved. Even though he was extremely wary, the sense of identity connected by blood made Allen at least have a good first impression of this guide. Later, when he heard the bartender reveal more information, Allen's sense of recognition became even higher. For a resident who grew up in the town, at least the chance of colluding with outside gangs was much smaller.
"Thanks."
Allen drank the sweet and sour fruit wine in one sip, put down the glass and walked out of the noisy tavern without disturbing the various drinkers in the tavern.
"Walk slowly, welcome to visit next time."
The bartender saw Allen off, then quietly lowered his head and stroked the two silver coins in his hand, with a smile on his face.
After receiving the news, Allen didn't waste much time and simply walked along the bustling road to the market to see if he could meet this goblin named Jack while it was still early.
This was not Allen's first visit to the Thunder Town Market. He had already visited it when Reward stayed in the town for a short time. The impression left on him was that there was a mixture of fish and dragons and all kinds of disputes. According to the introduction of Lao Jianghu Regis, a market opened by a foreign race like this is indispensable for ancient professions such as thieves and liars. Although there are legendary figures such as Roaring Fang and Chaos Claws who rule the town and formulate a plan for the tribe. The series has rules and regulations, but in private, the chaotic attributes of kobolds and wilderness creatures cannot be changed in a short while, and the tasks of making a living from them are naturally inevitable.
"Sir, sir, what do you need to purchase? Or do you want to sell something good? I have the connections and I will definitely give you a real price."
Entering the market, the smart-sighted guy came around to promote himself. Allen grabbed a guy casually, shook a silver coin in his hand, and then said: "As long as you help me find Jack, this silver coin will be yours." .”
"Sir, why are you looking for little Jack? He definitely doesn't have as much information as I do. It's really better to look for him than me."
The guy who was caught was a kobold. At this time, his eyes were greedily staring at the silver coins in Allen's hand, but his mouth could not help but continue to promote himself to Allen.
Allen didn't wait for the other party to say anything more, pushed him away directly, then turned around to choose a new partner and continued what he was talking about before.
"Don't worry, sir, I'll take you to find Little Jack right now."
Another lucky person responded readily on the spot. After Allen let go of his hand, he led him through the crowd and quickly disappeared into the crowd, leaving only the kobold who missed the deal, standing there. There was much remorse locally.
"Sir, the gnome in front is little Jack."
As the bartender said, Jack found the other party in the chaotic market. As Alan remembered, the other party was the clever little goblin who struck up a conversation with him when he passed by Thunder Town.
"Okay, continue."
Allen tossed the silver coin in his hand, and after the other party turned around and disappeared into the crowd, Allen slowly approached this branch and quietly observed the other party's behavior.
