Chapter 517: Chasing Information
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~~~(POV: Cera Adamo)~~~
~~~(Location: Capital City Zenith, The Kingdom of Zenith)~~~
~~~(Time: 5:36 PM)~~~
I've been turning up every rock I can think to look under for the man I'm after, but nothing has come up. I know Kris Martim is Near Capital City Zenith, but it appears that he's not going to make it easy for more to find him.
My money says he knows I'm looking for him, and he's purposefully keeping away from me. That or he thinks this is a game, which is ironic.
"You look oddly familiar, young man... Have I seen your face before?"
The owner of the shop I'm in has been answering questions. And I figured the best way to find Kris Martim would be the ones who see the most faces and hear the most names. However, it seems this man is better with faces than he led on.
He's already suspecting me of being someone with a known face, and he's only able to see the bottom half.
"If you can get an idea that I'm a well-known person just from the bottom half of my face, then you know a man by Kris Martim. No sense in lying."
He said he's never heard of a man named Kris Martim, and I'm someone who doesn't like being lied to. His deceit points to him knowing who and where Kris Martim is.
Just by looking at the reaction on his face, he knows I've trapped him. I'm taller than the man, and I don't like having to act like a bully to people like this, but sometimes you have no choice. He's not an NPC Turned Player. And that means I can threaten his life.
In an instant, I already have The Witness drawn and pointing at the man's neck. He takes a deep gulp and puts his hands up.
"Look... I don't know much about Kris Martim, but he's come into my shop a couple of times to order things from outside The Kingdom... I don't have an address, and I don't know where he usually spends his time... All I know is I always smell alcohol on him when he comes in..."
Always smell alcohol... He's a drunk? I've been under the impression that Kris Martim is some sort of God in disguise... It's even been hinted at... But this man is telling me he's a drunk that comes in.
My disappointed aura seems to convey how I'm feeling, and the man takes an instinctive step back.
"I'm sorry that I don't have more for you, but that's all I know. I swear... From what I've seen of him, he's just a degenerate drinker..."
There are places where degenerate drinkers go to get drunk, and that's the nearest bar. But, I'm curious about one thing, and that's what the man gets from out of The Kingdom and shipped in...
"Tell me what Kris Martim buys and has shipped into the Kingdom."
It's not a request, and the man pulls out a book from under his counter.
"He buys the same thing every time. See, look for yourself."
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He shoves the book closer in an attempt to emphasize his point, and I tilt my head and find his name. It's true. He buys the same thing every time. And it makes me further disappointed.
"Pure Fairy Cider? This is what he orders from out of The Kingdom?"
Fairy Cider is a drink that deceives. Despite claiming to be a cider, it's 100 percent alcohol. Not only that, it's rumored to be one of the sweetest and warmest drinks a person can have. According to these records, he spends a small fortune on every order.
Now, where does a degenerate drunk get this kind of money from...
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"I tell him it'll only get more expensive each time, but he doesn't care. He comes in here with a bigger sack of gold than last time."
So a virtually limitless supply of money and somehow still powerful enough to cause a problem for me... This is looking more like a front the man is putting up. It's a strange way to hide yourself... I'll say that... But I guess it's been effective so far...
I sheath my blade, and the man takes an audible breath of relief, but that doesn't mean my questions are over with. There are still things I need to know about him.
"Since you're being honest with me now, why didn't you just tell me the first time?"
He fixes his collar and wipes some of the sweat from his forehead.
"He pays me extra to keep people off his scent if they come looking for him here. You're not the first to come investigating the man. But you're the only one I've told... Never had my life threatened before..."
That explains why he hid what he knew, and now it's time for more important questions.
"What does Kris Martim look like? Describe his features the best you can."
I don't have a physical description of the man, and this shop owner has one. It's obvious math.
"Well, he's taller than most, around your height. He's got long curly dark hair and a big bushy beard. He smells of alcohol and wears ratty clothes. To be honest, he looks like a hobo, but the bars let him in since he always pays..."
Those are helpful features, but he sees me fold my arms in the hope of better details.
"His most distinguishing feature is his eyes... One is Blue, and the other is Red..."
Now that is information I can work with. And I decide to leave some Gold on the counter. No sense in just leaving him nothing after that.
I make my way outside, and I now have a good idea of who I'm looking for. Someone with Heterochromia and the typical look of a drunk hobo...
It's funny how that's who I'm searching for here... I wouldn't have thought this is what the man looks like. I was expecting a powerful entity that would prove a challenge. But I shouldn't be counting victories before they happen.
I don't know what he's truly capable of, and from what I've seen. He's putting up a front. One that makes him the unassuming homeless drunk.
~~~(POV: Saliandra Orvello)~~~
~~~(Location: City of Yordase, The Empire of Larmodies)~~~
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~~~(Time: 7:44 PM)~~~
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I've been watching these unloading areas for hours, and nothing has changed. But I've learned something about myself in all this waiting. I'm a person whose patience runs out faster than she'd care to admit.
I've had to fight the urge to go down there and just kill until I find who I'm looking for, and I'm losing the willpower to stop that from happening.
And as I'm about to leave the rooftop and fulfill that desire, the gate leading from outside the city and into the city opens. And container after container is slowly brought in. And as I watch, I see a single container break from the group and travel down a blocked-off road.
That's the container I need to follow, and so I start running and jumping from building to building. I'm keeping my distance, but I'm also keeping it in sight.
After a good 5 minute ride, it arrives at a private warehouse and enters. This is where I need to be. I make my way over, and as I'm on the roof. I find a small window to look through.
There are several people in expensive clothes, and there is only one female in the room with the same type of clothes. That must be Regelia.
I've found the bitch.
The woman who knows where my Father is and how I can find him. The traitor I'm looking for.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N: Below this line, I'll be keeping Cera's player information. That way, I won't have to place it into the story above anymore. It takes about 180 words up.
[Slayer (Zern) Lvl.228][Tier-3]
[Exp: 42/100%]
[Title: The Son of Arch-Angel Michael (Hidden)]
[Stats] [Strength - 7095][Endurance - 7045][Dexterity - 7215][Speed - 8240][Focus - 19,660]
[Mana aura control: 6/100%]
[Health: 76,560,000,000/76,560,000,000] [Mana: 216,600,000,000/216,600,000,000]
[Stat Points: 350] [Armor rating: 500]
[Inventory] [Dice of Wayland (Divine)] [Hardened Tree sap Armor (Very Rare)] [The Witness (Legendary Sword)] [Fenrir's Whistle (Divine)] [Camping gear] [Food Rations 3x] [Dried meat 3x] [Fishing poles 2x] [Fish 8x] [Festival Garbs 2x] [4x EXP Boosts] [Princess Saliandra's Panties (Black Lace)]
[Passive Perks]
'New novel ᴄhapters are published on novElbin.cOm.',
[Inheritor of the Sword] [Son of Heaven] [Slayer of Evil] [Holy Willow Trees Savior] [Finder of Legends] [The Divine who has Legend] [Destined for Greatness] [Dungeon Diver] [An Overachiever]
[Active Skills]
[Heavens light Lvl.74 325/7400] [Protected by Heaven Lvl.74 225/7400] [Slash Lvl.92 4600/21000] [Parry Lvl.68 85/6800] [Double Strike N/A] [Kingslayer N/A] [Raging Machine N/A] [Winged Glory] [Angelic Flight] [Divine Pressure Exertion] [Divinity Pulse] [Controlled Fun]
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~~~(POV: Cera Adamo)~~~
~~~(Location: Capital City Zenith, The Kingdom of Zenith)~~~
~~~(Time: 5:36 PM)~~~
I've been turning up every rock I can think to look under for the man I'm after, but nothing has come up. I know Kris Martim is Near Capital City Zenith, but it appears that he's not going to make it easy for more to find him.
My money says he knows I'm looking for him, and he's purposefully keeping away from me. That or he thinks this is a game, which is ironic.
"You look oddly familiar, young man... Have I seen your face before?"
The owner of the shop I'm in has been answering questions. And I figured the best way to find Kris Martim would be the ones who see the most faces and hear the most names. However, it seems this man is better with faces than he led on.
He's already suspecting me of being someone with a known face, and he's only able to see the bottom half.
"If you can get an idea that I'm a well-known person just from the bottom half of my face, then you know a man by Kris Martim. No sense in lying."
He said he's never heard of a man named Kris Martim, and I'm someone who doesn't like being lied to. His deceit points to him knowing who and where Kris Martim is.
Just by looking at the reaction on his face, he knows I've trapped him. I'm taller than the man, and I don't like having to act like a bully to people like this, but sometimes you have no choice. He's not an NPC Turned Player. And that means I can threaten his life.
In an instant, I already have The Witness drawn and pointing at the man's neck. He takes a deep gulp and puts his hands up.
"Look... I don't know much about Kris Martim, but he's come into my shop a couple of times to order things from outside The Kingdom... I don't have an address, and I don't know where he usually spends his time... All I know is I always smell alcohol on him when he comes in..."
Always smell alcohol... He's a drunk? I've been under the impression that Kris Martim is some sort of God in disguise... It's even been hinted at... But this man is telling me he's a drunk that comes in.
My disappointed aura seems to convey how I'm feeling, and the man takes an instinctive step back.
"I'm sorry that I don't have more for you, but that's all I know. I swear... From what I've seen of him, he's just a degenerate drinker..."
There are places where degenerate drinkers go to get drunk, and that's the nearest bar. But, I'm curious about one thing, and that's what the man gets from out of The Kingdom and shipped in...
"Tell me what Kris Martim buys and has shipped into the Kingdom."
It's not a request, and the man pulls out a book from under his counter.
"He buys the same thing every time. See, look for yourself."
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He shoves the book closer in an attempt to emphasize his point, and I tilt my head and find his name. It's true. He buys the same thing every time. And it makes me further disappointed.
"Pure Fairy Cider? This is what he orders from out of The Kingdom?"
Fairy Cider is a drink that deceives. Despite claiming to be a cider, it's 100 percent alcohol. Not only that, it's rumored to be one of the sweetest and warmest drinks a person can have. According to these records, he spends a small fortune on every order.
Now, where does a degenerate drunk get this kind of money from...
'The source of this content is NO V EL BIN.com',
"I tell him it'll only get more expensive each time, but he doesn't care. He comes in here with a bigger sack of gold than last time."
So a virtually limitless supply of money and somehow still powerful enough to cause a problem for me... This is looking more like a front the man is putting up. It's a strange way to hide yourself... I'll say that... But I guess it's been effective so far...
I sheath my blade, and the man takes an audible breath of relief, but that doesn't mean my questions are over with. There are still things I need to know about him.
"Since you're being honest with me now, why didn't you just tell me the first time?"
He fixes his collar and wipes some of the sweat from his forehead.
"He pays me extra to keep people off his scent if they come looking for him here. You're not the first to come investigating the man. But you're the only one I've told... Never had my life threatened before..."
That explains why he hid what he knew, and now it's time for more important questions.
"What does Kris Martim look like? Describe his features the best you can."
I don't have a physical description of the man, and this shop owner has one. It's obvious math.
"Well, he's taller than most, around your height. He's got long curly dark hair and a big bushy beard. He smells of alcohol and wears ratty clothes. To be honest, he looks like a hobo, but the bars let him in since he always pays..."
Those are helpful features, but he sees me fold my arms in the hope of better details.
"His most distinguishing feature is his eyes... One is Blue, and the other is Red..."
Now that is information I can work with. And I decide to leave some Gold on the counter. No sense in just leaving him nothing after that.
I make my way outside, and I now have a good idea of who I'm looking for. Someone with Heterochromia and the typical look of a drunk hobo...
It's funny how that's who I'm searching for here... I wouldn't have thought this is what the man looks like. I was expecting a powerful entity that would prove a challenge. But I shouldn't be counting victories before they happen.
I don't know what he's truly capable of, and from what I've seen. He's putting up a front. One that makes him the unassuming homeless drunk.
~~~(POV: Saliandra Orvello)~~~
~~~(Location: City of Yordase, The Empire of Larmodies)~~~
This chapter upload first at NovelBin.Net
~~~(Time: 7:44 PM)~~~
'ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ N(ov)elBin',
I've been watching these unloading areas for hours, and nothing has changed. But I've learned something about myself in all this waiting. I'm a person whose patience runs out faster than she'd care to admit.
I've had to fight the urge to go down there and just kill until I find who I'm looking for, and I'm losing the willpower to stop that from happening.
And as I'm about to leave the rooftop and fulfill that desire, the gate leading from outside the city and into the city opens. And container after container is slowly brought in. And as I watch, I see a single container break from the group and travel down a blocked-off road.
That's the container I need to follow, and so I start running and jumping from building to building. I'm keeping my distance, but I'm also keeping it in sight.
After a good 5 minute ride, it arrives at a private warehouse and enters. This is where I need to be. I make my way over, and as I'm on the roof. I find a small window to look through.
There are several people in expensive clothes, and there is only one female in the room with the same type of clothes. That must be Regelia.
I've found the bitch.
The woman who knows where my Father is and how I can find him. The traitor I'm looking for.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N: Below this line, I'll be keeping Cera's player information. That way, I won't have to place it into the story above anymore. It takes about 180 words up.
[Slayer (Zern) Lvl.228][Tier-3]
[Exp: 42/100%]
[Title: The Son of Arch-Angel Michael (Hidden)]
[Stats] [Strength - 7095][Endurance - 7045][Dexterity - 7215][Speed - 8240][Focus - 19,660]
[Mana aura control: 6/100%]
[Health: 76,560,000,000/76,560,000,000] [Mana: 216,600,000,000/216,600,000,000]
[Stat Points: 350] [Armor rating: 500]
[Inventory] [Dice of Wayland (Divine)] [Hardened Tree sap Armor (Very Rare)] [The Witness (Legendary Sword)] [Fenrir's Whistle (Divine)] [Camping gear] [Food Rations 3x] [Dried meat 3x] [Fishing poles 2x] [Fish 8x] [Festival Garbs 2x] [4x EXP Boosts] [Princess Saliandra's Panties (Black Lace)]
[Passive Perks]
'New novel ᴄhapters are published on novElbin.cOm.',
[Inheritor of the Sword] [Son of Heaven] [Slayer of Evil] [Holy Willow Trees Savior] [Finder of Legends] [The Divine who has Legend] [Destined for Greatness] [Dungeon Diver] [An Overachiever]
[Active Skills]
[Heavens light Lvl.74 325/7400] [Protected by Heaven Lvl.74 225/7400] [Slash Lvl.92 4600/21000] [Parry Lvl.68 85/6800] [Double Strike N/A] [Kingslayer N/A] [Raging Machine N/A] [Winged Glory] [Angelic Flight] [Divine Pressure Exertion] [Divinity Pulse] [Controlled Fun]
I have a p-a-t-r-e-o-n with exclusive stories on it! I hope you guys will give it a chance. The link is https://www.p-a-t-r-e-o-n.com/easyread. Remove the dashes. Webnovel censors the word.~~~POV: Cera Adamo~~~~~~Location: Capital City Zenith, The Kingdom of Zenith~~~~~~Time: 5:36 PM~~~I've been turning up every rock I can think to look under for the man I'm after, but nothing has come up. I know Kris Martim is Near Capital City Zenith, but it appears that he's not going to make it easy for more to find him.My money says he knows I'm looking for him, and he's purposefully keeping away from me. That or he thinks this is a game, which is ironic."You look oddly familiar, young man... Have I seen your face before?"The owner of the shop I'm in has been answering questions. And I figured the best way to find Kris Martim would be the ones who see the most faces and hear the most names. However, it seems this man is better with faces than he led on.He's already suspecting me of being someone with a known face, and he's only able to see the bottom half."If you can get an idea that I'm a well-known person just from the bottom half of my face, then you know a man by Kris Martim. No sense in lying."He said he's never heard of a man named Kris Martim, and I'm someone who doesn't like being lied to. His deceit points to him knowing who and where Kris Martim is.Just by looking at the reaction on his face, he knows I've trapped him. I'm taller than the man, and I don't like having to act like a bully to people like this, but sometimes you have no choice. He's not an NPC Turned Player. And that means I can threaten his life.In an instant, I already have The Witness drawn and pointing at the man's neck. He takes a deep gulp and puts his hands up."Look... I don't know much about Kris Martim, but he's come into my shop a couple of times to order things from outside The Kingdom... I don't have an address, and I don't know where he usually spends his time... All I know is I always smell alcohol on him when he comes in..."Always smell alcohol... He's a drunk? I've been under the impression that Kris Martim is some sort of God in disguise... It's even been hinted at... But this man is telling me he's a drunk that comes in.My disappointed aura seems to convey how I'm feeling, and the man takes an instinctive step back."I'm sorry that I don't have more for you, but that's all I know. I swear... From what I've seen of him, he's just a degenerate drinker..."There are places where degenerate drinkers go to get drunk, and that's the nearest bar. But, I'm curious about one thing, and that's what the man gets from out of The Kingdom and shipped in..."Tell me what Kris Martim buys and has shipped into the Kingdom."It's not a request, and the man pulls out a book from under his counter."He buys the same thing every time. See, look for yourself."This chapter upload first at NovelBin.NetIf you want to read more chapters, please visit NovelNext.Com to experience faster update speed 'This chapter is updated by NoVelBin.',He shoves the book closer in an attempt to emphasize his point, and I tilt my head and find his name. It's true. He buys the same thing every time. And it makes me further disappointed."Pure Fairy Cider? This is what he orders from out of The Kingdom?"Fairy Cider is a drink that deceives. Despite claiming to be a cider, it's 100 percent alcohol. Not only that, it's rumored to be one of the sweetest and warmest drinks a person can have. According to these records, he spends a small fortune on every order.Now, where does a degenerate drunk get this kind of money from...'The source of this content is NO V EL BIN.com',"I tell him it'll only get more expensive each time, but he doesn't care. He comes in here with a bigger sack of gold than last time."So a virtually limitless supply of money and somehow still powerful enough to cause a problem for me... This is looking more like a front the man is putting up. It's a strange way to hide yourself... I'll say that... But I guess it's been effective so far...I sheath my blade, and the man takes an audible breath of relief, but that doesn't mean my questions are over with. There are still things I need to know about him."Since you're being honest with me now, why didn't you just tell me the first time?"He fixes his collar and wipes some of the sweat from his forehead."He pays me extra to keep people off his scent if they come looking for him here. You're not the first to come investigating the man. But you're the only one I've told... Never had my life threatened before..."That explains why he hid what he knew, and now it's time for more important questions."What does Kris Martim look like? Describe his features the best you can."I don't have a physical description of the man, and this shop owner has one. It's obvious math. "Well, he's taller than most, around your height. He's got long curly dark hair and a big bushy beard. He smells of alcohol and wears ratty clothes. To be honest, he looks like a hobo, but the bars let him in since he always pays..."Those are helpful features, but he sees me fold my arms in the hope of better details."His most distinguishing feature is his eyes... One is Blue, and the other is Red..."Now that is information I can work with. And I decide to leave some Gold on the counter. No sense in just leaving him nothing after that.I make my way outside, and I now have a good idea of who I'm looking for. Someone with Heterochromia and the typical look of a drunk hobo...It's funny how that's who I'm searching for here... I wouldn't have thought this is what the man looks like. I was expecting a powerful entity that would prove a challenge. But I shouldn't be counting victories before they happen.I don't know what he's truly capable of, and from what I've seen. He's putting up a front. One that makes him the unassuming homeless drunk.~~~POV: Saliandra Orvello~~~~~~Location: City of Yordase, The Empire of Larmodies~~~This chapter upload first at NovelBin.Net~~~Time: 7:44 PM~~~' s s NovelBin',I've been watching these unloading areas for hours, and nothing has changed. But I've learned something about myself in all this waiting. I'm a person whose patience runs out faster than she'd care to admit.I've had to fight the urge to go down there and just kill until I find who I'm looking for, and I'm losing the willpower to stop that from happening.And as I'm about to leave the rooftop and fulfill that desire, the gate leading from outside the city and into the city opens. And container after container is slowly brought in. And as I watch, I see a single container break from the group and travel down a blocked-off road.That's the container I need to follow, and so I start running and jumping from building to building. I'm keeping my distance, but I'm also keeping it in sight.After a good 5 minute ride, it arrives at a private warehouse and enters. This is where I need to be. I make my way over, and as I'm on the roof. I find a small window to look through.There are several people in expensive clothes, and there is only one female in the room with the same type of clothes. That must be Regelia.I've found the bitch.The woman who knows where my Father is and how I can find him. The traitor I'm looking for.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A/N: Below this line, I'll be keeping Cera's player information. That way, I won't have to place it into the story above anymore. It takes about 180 words up.Slayer Zern Lvl.228Tier-3Exp: 42/100%Title: The Son of Arch-Angel Michael HiddenStats Strength - 7095Endurance - 7045Dexterity - 7215Speed - 8240Focus - 19,660Mana aura control: 6/100%Health: 76,560,000,000/76,560,000,000 Mana: 216,600,000,000/216,600,000,000Stat Points: 350 Armor rating: 500Inventory Dice of Wayland Divine Hardened Tree sap Armor Very Rare The Witness Legendary Sword Fenrir's Whistle Divine Camping gear Food Rations 3x Dried meat 3x Fishing poles 2x Fish 8x Festival Garbs 2x 4x EXP Boosts Princess Saliandra's Panties Black LacePassive Perks'New novel hapters are published on novElbin.cOm.',Inheritor of the Sword Son of Heaven Slayer of Evil Holy Willow Trees Savior Finder of Legends The Divine who has Legend Destined for Greatness Dungeon Diver An OverachieverActive SkillsHeavens light Lvl.74 325/7400 Protected by Heaven Lvl.74 225/7400 Slash Lvl.92 4600/21000 Parry Lvl.68 85/6800 Double Strike N/A Kingslayer N/A Raging Machine N/A Winged Glory Angelic Flight Divine Pressure Exertion Divinity Pulse Controlled Fun
