Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 218 Pretender Tavern

"When I'm free, I'm free anytime."

"Fifty silver Terry? That's enough, that's enough. Of course, it's not unacceptable if you insist on adding money to me."

"Trial training? No problem, no problem, when? You can do it now... Ah, do you want tomorrow? Okay, I will definitely be there on time tomorrow!"

In the library, Sugar stared dumbfounded at Lydia Shelley's respectful and extremely humble posture in front of Cyril.

He had never seen Lydia bow and bow in front of people like this.And this is only because the young man offered a job——

Although he did give too much, fifty silver Terry's job, the mage instructors in those colleges don't have such a high salary, right?

"So, Your Excellency came here today just to hire Lydia?"

"That's right." Cyril nodded.He doesn't know much about Lydia yet, the key still depends on whether Miss Mia is satisfied.

"Then... I would take the liberty to ask, is there still a shortage?"

Su Geer's sudden words made Cyril look at him strangely, but he immediately laughed: "I'm just joking, don't take it seriously."

"There is nothing happier than staying in this library, young man. The only pity is that the female students of ordinary colleges don't come to read books here. You know when they tiptoe to reach the books in the high row, then How charming is the back when the body robe is pulled to outline the figure, that small waist, that butt, tsk... ah, too much to say."

Su Geer seemed to realize his gaffe, and laughed awkwardly.Cyril is not surprised, Su Geer in the game is such a classic, a bit perverted image.

It's just that he has a lust but no guts.

"Would you like to have another cup of tea? I think we should have a good chat, to be honest..." Su Geer suddenly narrowed his eyes, and there was a hint of sharpness in his lazy eyes just now, "I'm sorry Your source of intelligence is very interested."

"Information source?"

"My small library should be considered very hidden. Without acquaintances to guide the way, it is impossible for ordinary people to find it here. Unless someone can show you the way, otherwise..."

"Guide? Of course there is someone." Cyril said as a matter of course, "Nicole Roderick, I think you should have heard of this name."

Su Geer was taken aback: "Roderick? You are bragging, how could he deal with you... I mean, he probably wouldn't know you... a little knight with a promising future. "

"However, things happened so cleverly, maybe this is what Danya meant." Cyril smiled, "By the way, Mr. Winkler, although there is no chance now, but after a while, maybe I really need your... …help?"

Su Geer looked at him in surprise, his dark green eyes filled with doubts.But Cyril took a step back at this time and bowed slightly to him: "Then, thank you for your hospitality, and I will visit again when I have the opportunity."

After he finished speaking, he pulled Caroline, turned around and left the library.

Jeff the Dwarf and Fox the Halfling had left early.There may not be a chance to see them again during the royal capital.However, considering that the directions of the two tribes are both in the east of La Rochelle, there are still many opportunities to see them again.

The afternoon I spent in the library was quite rewarding. Not only did I get in touch with Lydia, but I also got in touch with three powerful mages, which may be helpful in the future.

If conditions permit, Cyril even wants to get close to Su Gedu now-the future six-ring mage is a level figure with Harvey Ruize, which is absolutely easy to use.

But now he has more important things to do.

Participate in underground deathmatch for "Gladiator's Glory".

Such a bloody thing is obviously not suitable for taking Caroline into action.He first went back to Miss Mia's manor, leaving Caroline behind, then changed into a cloak to cover his figure, and then painted his face with the same mask that he used when pretending to be a baby stealer. Things, let yourself become "unrecognizable".

After doing all this, he put on a mask and stepped out in the night.

As I said before, every city will have such a mysterious tavern, in which there are mixed forces.And such shady competitions like underground deathmatch are naturally related to such taverns.

The outer city of the capital is no stranger to Cyril, but time has diluted his memory of it.But after looking at the map for a long time last night, it was not difficult for him to find the way.

"Liancheng Lane, No. 331."

Cyril stood in front of the thick blue-black door curtain, looking at the crossed sword badge on his head, this was the place he was looking for.

"Pretender's Tavern, it would be appropriate."

He lowered his head, straightened his own mask with no special image, but with strange and weird paintings, and then pushed the door open.

Amidst the jingling of the bells, noisy sounds immediately poured into his ears: the yells of strong men, the clinking of wine glasses, and the friction of flesh, all very similar to the "Death" tavern in Wind's Rest.

But the difference is that there is a special corner in this "pretender tavern", with several large round tables, and the drinkers sitting around the tables are all wearing cloaks and masks, drinking in silence.

Cyril glanced over there, but didn't see anyone with a particularly prominent figure.He walked quickly to the counter and knocked on the table five times. Immediately, a middle-aged man opened the door curtain and came out from behind:

"Competition?"

"Competition."

"Ten silver terries."

Cyril took out ten silver terries and put them on the table.The man swept it aside casually, then threw a black sign on the table:

"Write down your name."

Cyril rubbed his fingers lightly on it, leaving a thin white mark.He quickly wrote "Skyfire" on it - this code name was used by him in the mysterious alchemy workshop. Speaking of which, the alchemy workshop in Wangdu is worth a visit.

"Skyfire? Tch, you can't be a mage, right? Forget it, it has nothing to do with me." The man sneered, took the sign back, and handed Cyril a red string.

"Tie it to your arm, the game will start in an hour, now, sit over there, you can drink, but you are not allowed to talk."

Cyril did so silently. He walked into the group of silent people, chose a place against the wall and sat down, and then slowly began to taste the bad-tasting and bad-tasting inferior wine one by one. Started to look around.

The tavern is a "good place", where you can recruit some unexpected characters.

He observed quietly, trying to find out if there were any familiar faces from the future.But at this moment, the bell at the door suddenly rang again, the door was pushed open, and a group of people entered through the door.

Cyril glanced there and almost cried out:

Sunny Evans was in that group.

　Thanks for the reward of 100 starting coins from the sweat of the world, thank you!

　　Thanks to Yun※Huang for tipping 5000 starting coins, thank you!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)