I'm a little afraid of the strange man in the raincoat, it's too strange that we met like this.
He might be the one who would happily kill my mistress in the game world. So I decided to dig up information on him.
I know of a thieves guild that sells information, asking them for help was the first thing that came to my mind. Fortunately, the game mentioned their location and password so that they would let me through.
And here I am in front of one of the thieves, in an underground bar, ordering information.
Information Merchant: - of course, I understand that a man in a black raincoat and a white mask does not run everywhere, but there are a lot of them, so throw in more information. - In front of me, behind the curtain, a man sat with his legs crossed, drinking his drink.
- He has a white mask with an image of a snake and slits for eyes, he does not take it off even when he eats it, perhaps the mask is arranged so that it does not interfere with this. He has white patterns on his shoulders. His whole body is covered with cloth, the skin is not visible at all. He prefers not to give his name. And as the coachman told me, he was driving from the royal capital. He is currently in this city. He has several bags with him, which he apparently does not take off, while claiming that he is an alchemist. You must tell me the rest.
Information Merchant: - Okay, now our search will go a little faster, come back tomorrow for information.
He was tossing a bag of money that I had paid him. Usually thieves' guilds can rob you, but this is only if you did not come to one of them on business or have never worked with them. But I've already come here myself, so they consider me a "regular customer." Bandits…
When this case was over, I went to the lady who was supposed to be at the local library.
After that, we had a good time, and in the evening, we decided to pick up a couple of tasks in the guild, which we will complete tomorrow.
And without suspecting anything, we met our "friend", the same person.
He would have been covered in crimson dried blood.
Passing by, an acquaintance turned in our direction for a moment, but abruptly turned away and continued his way to the reception desk.
And without thinking twice, I decided to listen to his words.
Fellow traveler: - I brought parts of monsters for sale while I was walking, I killed rabbits, only rabbits.
He said this in a rather frightening voice, which makes it impossible to understand what emotion he is experiencing.
Employee: - E-if you evaluate in general, it's twenty b-bronze coins.
After that, the girl ran away to take the items to the warehouses, then quickly returned with the money. Which is strange enough in its own way, because he did not show the guild card, but the girl can be understood…
Fellow traveler: - Where can I wash the blood off myself and my clothes?
After that, he left, humming a terribly creepy song, howling with his guttural singing as if reciting a dark prayer, at a gloomy altar, sitting in a circle with people like him.
…
The "prayer" was heard until he reached the very exit from the guild.
- An incredibly creepy guy.
Mistress: - Uh-that's right…
- But did he scare the receptionist on purpose?..
Mistress: - Why do you think that?
"Because monsters don't have scarlet blood."…
Neither the lady nor I will leave the hotel room tonight…