Not long after, two plates with grilled fish were placed in front of Angel and Klein, along with two cups of attractively colored Sonia Blood Wine.
The Rhoside Islands, also known as "Spice Islands", produce a variety of exotic spices. After being developed by the Loen Kingdom, countless plantations took root here, and the expensive spices were transported back to the North Continent through maritime trade and replaced with Gold Pound.
This is also the capital of Roside, where the name "City of Generosity" Bayam comes from. The first colonists believed that this island with rich products was the treasure land promised by God.
For Angel, the gold, silver, copper and iron deposits of the Rhoside Islands, the wood with different uses, and the colonists' exploitation of the local area were all a little out of reach, but the various spices, known or unknown, spread on the grilled fish actually had a fragrant aroma that went straight to her brain through her nostrils.
"Sure enough, this is the specialty of this restaurant..."
She sighed and touched the knife and fork to enjoy the food, but found that the waiter handed over two rough wooden sticks that were thick at one end and thin at the other.
This... this can't be chopsticks, right?
Looking around, Angel successfully discovered that most of the diners who ordered Grilled Comb Thorn Fish were using these two wooden sticks to hold the fish into their mouths. Some moved awkwardly and dropped the fish on the plate from time to time, but most of them used the "chopsticks" skillfully, like another pair of their own fingers.
"You should use this kind of tableware when eating grilled fish. It is said that..."
"Emperor Roselle, right?"
Angel nodded clearly and interrupted the waiter's introduction.
"Yes, he got inspiration from the ancient customs of elves."
The waiter still briefly introduced this history before slowly retreating. He is a native of the Rhoside Islands, and his skin color is darker than that of the Southern Continent. He has a bronze color that Sun has been exposed to too much, which reminds Angel of Mr. Azik, whom he has not seen for a while.
Following the example of the person at the table holding the chopsticks in his right hand, Angel awkwardly used them to poke open the belly of the grilled fish. He barely managed to grab a piece of plump fish belly covered in spices and sauces. He put his mouth over it and was about to put it into his mouth. However, he accidentally broke the fish with force and dropped it back on the plate.
Klein, who was sitting opposite, used chopsticks to dip a large piece of fish meat in the sauce and put it into his mouth like a show off. He chuckled and said:
"Do you need me to teach you?"
Why are you so skillful...Angel picked up a piece of fish again in anger. This time she was careful not to use too much force. She finally put the fish into her mouth and tasted the deliciousness of this special dish.
Seeing that she learned it quickly, Klein looked away bored and asked after a moment:
"You went to see that Fool believer yesterday. Did you gain anything?"
"I asked for some clues about pirates and found out a few places where Beyonder meets. The closest one is tonight, but I have to meet an old friend in the afternoon and stay at Danitz's contact point in the evening. I may not be able to catch up."
"Well, then let's split up. I'll go to the Beyonder party and you go squat at Danitz to see if you can get information about other pirates... Who is the old friend you are talking about?"
Klein was talking while eating fish at first, but then the conversation changed and he asked, and the chopsticks in his hands stopped.
"The Hunter Dominic of 'MI9' I mentioned to you last time."
Angel became more proficient with the chopsticks and quickly finished half of the grilled fish. He took a big sip of Sonia Blood Wine and answered casually.
Seeing that Klein looked a little weird, she quickly added:
"Remember his underage girlfriend? The one who became 'Seer'."
"I remember, it was them..."
Hearing this, Klein picked up the wine glass with a smile and took a sip of the blood wine, attracting Angel's curious gaze.
Near evening, Angel came to the "Sea Water and Flame" bar again, and under the guidance of the bartender, he found "Lucky Nick" in the small room on the second floor.
Fortunately, this time she compared Luck and did not choose the wrong "Nick" in the two-choice problem. The person sitting in the private room provided for drinkers to rest and entertain was none other than Dominic, whom she collaborated with in Backlund.
"Intelligence, commission, or transaction?"
The person he saw was an unknown woman. This former member of "MI9" with short black hair and a coat casually draped over her face was a little unmotivated and asked casually.
"I'm here to find someone who is proficient in divination. I heard that you know such a girl?"
Angel asked softly, instantly attracting the other party's vigilant gaze.
"I know a lot of Seer, some who play Tarot Cards in the divination house, and some who are 'real'. Which one are you asking about?"
he asked cautiously.
"Of course it can be truly divination, such as finding out the location of Difference Engine Manuscript..."
Angel said, pointing to his forehead, removing the disguise of "Faceless", and after a burst of muscle and skin squirming, his face returned to its original appearance.
The moment he saw her face change, Dominic jumped up from the sofa and was about to open the window and jump directly from the second floor.
It wasn't until he saw Angel's face clearly that he relaxed and sat down on the sofa again.
"You scared me, I thought..."
he murmured.
"What do you think? Faceless? 'Bureau 8'?"
Angel sat on another single sofa by the window, poured himself a cup of coffee, and asked with a smile.
"More than that, those who want to kill me can be ranked from Pelican Street to Clover Avenue, but how do you know 'Bureau 8'..."
Dominic didn't seem to expect to get the answer to this question. After refilling his cup and taking a sip of the hot coffee, he continued to ask with a hot breath:
"Why did you come to Bayam? You finally couldn't survive in Backlund and fled overseas?"
"Although I feel that you are provoking, this sentence is indeed correct. I escaped from Backlund."
Angel resisted the urge to hit him and replied.
"As expected, otherwise you wouldn't have thought of asking for my help... By the way, I saw a wanted notice for Church of Storms yesterday. The woman who killed their bishop couldn't be you, right?"
"What bishop?"
She was pretending to be stupid.
"I don't think it could be you. How could any fool dare to provoke those angry guys at sea? It's simply too long to live."
"Yeah, how could it be?"
Angel feels that the other party's "Provoker" Potion should have been digested long ago.
After the exchange of pleasantries, Dominic stood up from the sofa, carefully closed the window, drew the curtains, and locked the door. Then he got to the point and asked softly:
"Do you know about the situation of 'Great Smog' at Backlund at the beginning of the month?"
I came to you to ask for information, why did you ask me about it first... Angel curled his lips and selectively told this information dealer the relevant information he heard from Audrey.
"Demoness Sect, it's them again!" Dominic gritted his teeth once again hearing about the secret sect that forced him and Sonia to leave their hometown. "What's the final result? I read in the newspaper that a lot of people died, but there is no more news yet."
"It is said that the official Beyonder of High Sequence was dispatched to deal with the Demoness who released the plague. The three major sects forced the royal family to make a lot of concessions, but the specific reforms may not be until after the New Year. The plague in the city has not yet been completely eradicated. Many people have temporarily fled the city, and the streets are much depressed."
After all, he was still from Loen. After hearing that the situation was under control, Dominic's expression improved a little. He tried to ask Angel for specific policy changes, but the latter had almost forgotten it after listening to Hanged Man's analysis, and did not give him much chance.
"Where is Sonia? She is also at Bayam, living with you?"
After another cup of coffee, Angel changed the topic to a lighter topic.
"She is not yet an adult. I want her to continue studying at Grammar School in Bayam, but she doesn't agree. She only wants to study divination, and even wants to learn from me in the intelligence business. After becoming Beyonder, I feel that she is a little less obedient..."
Dominic replied with a grimace.
The minds and experiences of minors are not enough for them to face huge changes in their identity. This may be the reason why Sonia has some rebellious emotions. Angel thought of his "assassin" Sherman. After he became Beyonder, his mentality also changed greatly, but it was in a good direction, becoming more confident and more public.
Sonia has lost her parents, and she only has Dominic, who is not much older than her, for company. Maybe she lacks a guide...
But Angel didn't have much choice but to laugh a few words with the mentality of watching the young couple's jokes.
After the other party's mood improved slightly, Angel asked Bayam about the local Beyonder party, pirate information and other issues. He wanted to compare it with the information provided by "Hanged Man". She was surprised to find that the two information were exactly the same. She asked doubtfully:
"You don't know a middle-aged man with dark blue hair, do you?"
"Do you know Alger Wilson? He did provide a lot of my information. This guy has a Ghost Ship and dozens of Sailor. He is very powerful, but there is no bounty on his head. He is probably a member of Church of Storms, helping them do their dirty work."
Dominic replied casually.
Sure enough, "Hanged Man" is also one of his customers, but his name is actually Alger Wilson... Wait, he can't be the "Mr. Wilson of Church of Storms" who assisted the local Beyonder in destroying the fake Tarot Club at Enmat Harbor, right? Mr. Hanged Man is really passionate about protecting our reputation!
she sighed.
After verifying the authenticity of the information, there was no need for Angel to stay any longer. She said goodbye to this successful information dealer and reminded him to pay attention to Sonia's education issues, and then left the bar.
"Hoo, ho--"
Danitz His chest felt like fire. He was breathing heavily, but he felt that the air could not enter his lungs at all. The alley in front of him seemed to be shaking, and the sunset in the distance became unreal.
He knew that he could not hold on for much longer. "Steel" Maviti's swift and fatal sneak attack pierced his lungs, causing him to bleed and unable to breathe. Spirit Body had almost left his body and entered the legendary Underworld.
Just fall down like this and stop working hard... As soon as such an idea came to his mind, he killed it violently.
No, I have to find someone... Where are the other Sailor waiting to be contacted? Are they nearby?
The only belief that supported Danitz was to pass on the news that the contact point was controlled by people sent by "Admiral of Blood". He looked around and saw the flow of people passing through the alley with blurred eyes. He knew that the best way now was to rush to the street, die among the crowd, and shout out what he wanted to say.
In this way, relevant information should appear in the next day's newspaper. At least the sudden death of "Fire Flame" Danitz on the street can alert his colleagues and allow his captain to guess the truth.
He used his hands and feet to hold on to the low wall beside him, and walked step by step towards the entrance of the alley, with a continuous trail of blood behind him.
There are still twenty meters... no, twenty-five meters?
He could hardly think anymore and could only move forward by instinct.
Swish——
A figure appeared in front of Danitz out of thin air.
Is "Steel" catching up?
He looked up in despair and found that the light blond hair and purple eyes that he had cursed more than once on White Agate looked extremely cute at the moment.