It All Starts with the Wizard

　　 This pouring rain did not last long, but it was gradually engulfed in the wind and dark clouds for ten minutes to leave.

　　Roman is standing in a run-down house on the east side of the town. This is the most densely populated area at the bottom of the town, in other words the slum area.

　　 Looking at the distant rain clouds and the ensuing darkness, Roman thought carefully about his plan.

　　 For Roman, the biggest problem is not **** the traverser, but how to find him!

Although the small town of Dora is not too big, it still has thousands of residents, of which 70% are civilians and 20% are slaves.

　　 The remaining ten percent is the real master of the noble class in this small town.

　　 Of course, this is only a rough division of Roman, and the complicated relationships inside are far more complicated than this.

　　 With Roman’s current status, he can barely be regarded as the upper-middle class of the small town. At any rate, he ate it with a bite of official rice.

　　 But even if this is the case, in the eyes of the real aristocracy, Roman is nothing more than a useful dog. This Roman has already made it clear in more than half a year.

　　 At this moment, a young man in worn-out linen ran towards Roman.

　　 The young man was barefoot, and Mai was barely wrapped around his body, his body was dirty, and there was a slanting scar on his face, and his eyes were fierce.

　　 The young man ran to Romain, and then, regardless of the sewage on the ground, he knelt down, his head hanging low, and said nothing.

　　 Roman is also used to it. This young man is called Gran, a slave that Roman rescued casually before.

　　 Gran was a dumb, but still clever, and there was a fierceness in his bones, so Roman gave him a push at the right time.

　　 Now Gran is still well-known in the slums of Dora Town, and his subordinates have gradually gathered twenty or thirty younger brothers.

　　 Roman looked down at Gran, and said in a cold voice:

"From now until seven days later, I will pay close attention to the situation in this slum, focusing on people who have changed their personality, behaved strangely, or are simple and simple during these seven days. In addition, if someone accidentally dies or faints, they should also stare at me. , The dead body was chopped up and fed to the dog. If the unconscious person wakes up within seven days, he will send someone to stare at him, and then tell me, understand?!"

　　Gran raised his head, tilted his head, thought carefully, and then nodded heavily.

　　 Roman nodded slightly satisfied, dropped a purse, and said:

　　 "This is a reward for you. If things are done well, there is still a share, but if things are not done well, you can continue to go back and become a slave!"

　　 Watching Gran pick up the purse, Roman stopped staying and walked out of the dilapidated house.

　　Gran is just a game of Romance. At any rate, Roman has also been in this small town for more than half a year. Even if Roman is not good at this, he can't only have this preparation.

　　 What Roman is going to do next is what really matters.

　　 Soon, Roman followed the slum to an old street in the southeast corner of the town. After a little identification for the next four weeks, Roman directly looked for a door, and then went up and buttoned twice.

Soon, a flap on the door was pulled open, revealing an eye and looked out. After seeing Roman, that eye contracted obviously, and then quickly retracted, the flap was also touched again. Pull up.

　　 Then came the sound of messy footsteps from inside.

　　Roman didn't worry, and continued to stand at the door leisurely counting the stars.

　　 Soon, the door was opened, and a fierce man with a full face stood in the room and made a please gesture at Roman.

　　 Roman lowered his head and walked into the house, and soon led by the big man into a spacious and bright room.

　　 There are a lot of people standing on both sides of the room, and they look the same as the big guy who leads the way. Muscular and simple mind is simply their standard.

　　 There is a huge round table in the middle of the room. The table is full of all kinds of wine and dishes, mostly meat.

　　 There is even a whole roasted pig in the middle of the center, or roasting something else, which Roman did not recognize for a while.

　　Because the head of that thing was being held in his hand by a big fat man in gorgeous clothes, it was completely different at this time.

　　 Seeing the fat man's nibbles, Roman suddenly felt greasy, and his patience immediately bottomed out.

　　 stepped on the table with a bang, and Roman said:

　　 "Hey, Fatty Jin, I have a good appetite. I don’t know if I can check your business, can you still eat?"

Hearing Roman’s words, Fatty Kim finally took a bite of meat, then took the wine on the table and poured it down, then wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth with his gorgeous sleeves, before squeezing a smile and said to Roman :

　　 "Haha, welcome, my dear Captain Roman, you are here at the right time. I have freshly roasted wild porcupines here. This taste is really exciting, let's try it together!"

　　 "Humph, Fatty Kim, in order to get this wild porcupine, many people died, right?"

　　 When the fat man heard it, he grinned and said indifferently:

"My Captain Roman, in this world, everyone has everyone’s value. There are always people who can’t find their place. They are not like you and me, so I can only find something for them. Work done! But high returns are always accompanied by high risks. If they want to make a fortune, they always have to pay something, right?"

　　 Romance showed a playful smile when he heard it, then he pulled a chair and sat down, crossing his fingers with his hands, looking at the Fatty Jin on the opposite side, and said:

　　 "I recently heard that Baron Kohler has a distant cousin who seems to be visiting him from the small town of Nanton. It seems to be called Lamas..."

　　 hadn't finished speaking, even the smile of Fatty Jin suddenly became very vicious, and he gritted his teeth and said:

　　 "It's him again, that **** Lars is here again? That beast that has been trampled by the goddess! This time I will never let him step on my head again!"

　　 Hearing a series of greetings from Fat Jin’s mouth, Roman smiled.

　　 After venting for a while, Fatty Kim calmed down the fat surging on his stomach, and squeezed a smile again to look at Roman and said:

　　 "My closest partner, thank you for your news, I know you are toward me, aren't we the most loyal friends?"

　　 Romance continued without rushing:

　　 "That's natural, but how faithful and intimate is it?"

　　 The smile on Fat Jin’s face is getting brighter and brighter:

　　 "My friend, believe me, in the whole town of Dora, there is nothing more faithful and intimate than this!"

　　 As he said, Fatty Jin motioned to a strong man next to him.

　　 Soon, a wooden box was placed on the table. The box was not big, but it was obviously heavy. It fell on the table and made a muffled sound.

　　 Fatty Jin took out a key and opened the wooden box. Suddenly, a box full of gold coins immediately made the eyes of the entire room become greedy.