Half-elf Notebook

Chapter 135 Information Acquisition

"Maybe Mr. Ward, you can go to the slums and ask some homeless people or orphans."

Ina tried to suggest.

Even though she knew those who were struggling on the brink of life and death.

You probably won't remember in which month or on which day the person who once lived in the same alley with you turned into a cold corpse or disappeared.

More importantly, after the hunt five years ago, I'm afraid only one in ten of the wanderers are left...

"Why do you suggest that?"

Ward was puzzled.

Obviously, even if he was engaged in an adventurer's not-so-honorable profession, it still could not conceal the solidity of his family background.

The channels for obtaining intelligence are more limited to communication with professional and reputable intelligence dealers and colleagues over drinking tables.

Ina gave a plausible answer.

“Compared to residents who are indifferent to homeless people, I think people of the same kind may understand their competitors better.”

At the same time, it may also serve as a breakthrough.

From the conversation, she could roughly determine that neither Ward nor Thea paid attention to the winter hunting that year.

Of course, normally this isn't a mistake that needs attention.

The two of them can use the same method they used to investigate the Vander Gang to investigate the successor to the Blood Gang.

But now John Peake, who managed the orphans and wanderers, has been killed by her, and the top executives who managed this business have become bounties.

Even if it is just to distance himself from the Blood Gang, the participants in the assassination of the princess.

The relevant gangs that take over will definitely burn any traces of transactions with them and clean up or hide the contact persons in this regard.

Here, the wanderers and orphans who remembered those bounty hunters are the only clues.

Ina was not familiar with the bounty hunter profession.

So, she could only gamble.

The bet was on the bounty hunters' shrewdness and caution, and on the fact that they would not dare to sign contracts directly with the Blood Gang or other gangs.

I will look for reputable middlemen and chambers of commerce.

Find several bounty hunters based on vague clues.

It is like looking for a grain of wheat among a bunch of wheat ears.

But once they are found, it is not difficult to get them to confess the middlemen and chambers of commerce they cooperated with.

"Indeed, I would try to ask before the employer leaves."

Ward wasn't expecting much, but he had no better ideas.

"Thanks for your reminder, I will try to get started."

Thea, who investigated Vanderbond and perhaps made corresponding attempts on the Blood Gang, obviously attached more importance to Ina's advice than Ward.

What surprised Ina was that Doyle, who had not commented on the previous news, nodded slightly at this time, showing his intention to participate.

The gold rank is indeed very attractive.

Ina commented silently.

Doyle's life must have been one of the best in the kingdom.

But there are some things that cannot be acquired through conventional means, such as time to enjoy everything you have.

The lifespan of a gold-rank half-elf can be over 500 years!

Ina herself was not cold.

She knew the feasibility of her suggestion.

Even if she was really lucky and ran into a wanderer who remembered the appearance of a bounty hunter, she would have no way to continue digging deeper.

Ina then asked other questions that interested her.

As long as she gave the other party useful advice and took care of business, she believed that neither Ward nor Thea would be stingy with the information.

"I'd also like to know what other hunting areas are not open, where they are, and some advice."

Ina didn't specify who to ask, as she didn't know who between Ward and Thea had more detailed information.

"There are two by the end of the year, one is the Great Rift Valley in the southern Korolo Province, and the outer forest of the Desperate Mountains in the Iron Ning Province."

“They opened at almost the same time and you could only catch one.”

It was Ward who answered. He rubbed his chin. As an adventurer, he was very familiar with the places he had to travel to every year.

The next destination of the Giant Beast Hunter Team after the escort mission is one of the two.

But he then added:

"It is best to join an adventuring team. This year, hunting and harvesting for a single person will become extremely difficult and meager."

Ina raised her eyebrows, not understanding why:

"Can you tell me the details, Mr. Ward?"

“Longer, colder winters.”

"This is not a problem with the southern hunting area, but a problem here and in the northernmost hunting area of ​​the kingdom."

"It may be because of the long period of severe cold, which has led to a shortage of prey. The magical beasts migrating from other countries have greatly delayed their migration time."

"Our team's original target was the hunting area in the north. The harsh natural environment can help us screen out many competitors."

"That's normal. Even if we can't hunt a fourth-level monster, we can still hunt two or three third-level monsters and ten or eight second-level monsters."

Ward's eyes were filled with melancholy, and he smiled bitterly:

"But this year's harvest is pitifully small. Many adventurers, like us, have given up their original hunting areas and chosen to try their luck in Earl Cosroy Ridge."

"But who knew that a seventh-level monster would come out of nowhere and cause chaos and danger inside the Monster Forest."

It turns out that nothing serious happened to me, and that's why I only hunted on the edge and outskirts of the Monster Forest...

Yes, in the normal periphery, it is rare to even see a second-level magical beast. Most of them are ordinary wild beasts and first-level magical beasts that do not produce magic crystals.

——A team of upper-middle bronze-level adventurers would rarely use this place as their main activity location.

Ina's thoughts raced like lightning. After a brief distraction, she quickly regained her focus and focused on Ward's subsequent statements.

"So Miss Ina, it shouldn't be hard for you to imagine."

"What will happen if a group of adventurers of the entire kingdom, who usually spend lavishly and prepare a lot of equipment and scrolls for hunting, but cannot make ends meet in a year, go to the two hunting areas?"

Ward picked up the black tea and drank it up as if to moisten his dry throat. He paused as if on purpose before speaking to himself:

"They would be eager to plow up the land in both hunting areas and exchange all the prey for commissions and sales proceeds!"

"To compete with them for low-level monsters, you can only rely on luck."

Ward's meaning was obvious.

Warn Ina that it is not practical to hunt a fourth-level monster alone.

"I will seriously consider it."

Ina said no more. After listening to Ward and Thea's discussion on some management changes and recent events in the southern city, she said goodbye and left.

The mutual aid association will not restrict members' entry and exit, or the time they stay in the gathering.

If members wish, they can even treat the meeting as an afternoon tea party to listen to interesting stories.

Of course, considering that Gun was waiting outside, Ina, who had achieved her goal, did not intend to stay long.

After leaving the gathering house, she quickly turned off Green Street and came to the coffee shop where she had agreed to meet with Gun.

At this time, Gunn was chatting with two ordinary people in linen clothes.

The two men looked like workers, and in front of their counters were each a large plate of food consisting of fried fish fillets, mashed potatoes, chickpeas and carrots.

That was probably their dinner, not their afternoon lunch.

It was about four o'clock in the afternoon. Normal workers would not leave work so early. It was not difficult to guess that they were free workers who had been working since morning.

The three men had different drinks: Gern's was a teacup for coffee or tea, while the two workers' were wooden barrel cups that often held beer or ale.

Coffee shops, like pubs, will serve beer and ale.

These drinks have always had good sales.

Customers who dine here often have little interest in the various high-priced wines and spirits.

Gunn soon noticed Ina opening the door. After exchanging a few pleasantries, he stopped talking, threw down a few Gros, and walked towards the girl indifferently.

"Is Miss Ina's business done?"

Gunn was still as easygoing as ever, completely different from his previous appearance.

"Well, I'm going to go straight back to the Merchants' Club. What were you guys talking about just now, Mr. Gern?"

After knowing the fate of the Blood Gang's top brass, Ina relaxed and even stopped looking around to see if there were any remaining Blood Gang members.

There are no more than two bronze-level members left in the Blood Gang. If any of the leaders who are unwilling to see the truth comes to seek revenge, he will only become her and Gen's bounty today, without any surprises.

When the pendulum bell hanging high in the bell tower rang for the fifth time since noon.

Ina returned to the merchant club under the Berleman Chamber of Commerce.

Just as she returned to the third floor of the building, she walked on the carpet in the corridor that she had gradually become accustomed to over the past few days.

Two familiar figures standing in front of the room door came into her eyes.

An adventurer who was dressed similarly to Genn, with a striking guild badge on his left chest. Like Genn, he was assigned by the guild to take turns serving as a bodyguard.

The other was not very stout, and wore a half-cylinder hat which was recently popular among merchants and nobles.

He was wearing a black waist-length coat and trousers of the same color that seemed to be carefully chosen but did not suit the wearer's temperament.

It looked like she was dressed in order to blend into the club.

However, under its invisible pressure like a sword drawn from its sheath and its clumsy etiquette movements.

All the high-end clothes that cost at least a dozen gold coins were wasted.

The wide-brimmed hat failed to cover Lake's short brown hair.

He had already noticed Ina's arrival, so he turned around, pulled up the brim of his hat, revealing his gray eyes, and looked at the stunned white-haired girl.

With his usual gentle smile, he said:

"It's over, little one. Are you interested in going to see a performance by actors from the capital at the end of the hunting festival?"

In his hands were two theater tickets with black backgrounds and gold edges...