Mystery: Mr. Witch and Ms. Hunter

Chapter 369 Smuggler

"Well, I understand this, too."

After listening to the bartender's story, Adele did not express her opinion, but continued to ask the bartender if there was any new information.

Continuing to pursue a problem is obviously of no benefit except to expose one's own purpose. Moreover, although the information a bartender has is diverse, it is not deep enough after all. Most of it is scattered news heard from drinkers, which can only provide a basic direction for subsequent investigations.

At least, after talking to the bartender, Adele made the religious group a higher priority in her mind.

The doctrine of seeking knowledge did sound like a covert operation arranged by the God of Knowledge and Wisdom. However, the lack of a clear object of worship made Adele unsure.

This vague and highly divergent description is not only unhelpful in stabilizing the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, but will also dilute the role of other anchors in positioning the God of Knowledge and Wisdom itself.

At the Tarot meeting, Mr. "The Hanged Man" once mentioned that the image of God himself would be influenced to a certain extent by the unified ideas of believers.

Even more radically, if all believers believe that the image of this god is a girl in a maid outfit, then his mythological creature form will show a tendency to develop towards this image. Although he can indeed resist this tendency, then the anchor loses its meaning.

Even if people have no intention to actively distort the image of gods, in production and life, due to differences in craftsmanship, the statues and portraits of gods often deviate greatly from the originals, which will also have an impact over time.

Therefore, the general consensus of the seven major churches is that the true gods will not leave idols, but will only exist in the lives of believers in the form of symbols, guiding all believers' anchors to the holy emblem of the god, and then transferring them to the god himself through the mystical connection between the holy emblem and the god.

"Any other news?"

Adele handed the empty glass to the bartender and took out a one-sole bill and handed it to him, indicating that the bartender should continue talking and refill her glass at the same time.

"Other than that, there's really nothing much to worry about." The bartender scratched his head, took out a few shrunken lemons from under the counter and threw them into the blender, shaking the handle with gritted teeth.

"If I must say, a while ago a group of merchants smuggled a large amount of medicinal herbs here, including nine-section grass. Things like dead vines were probably collected from the local natives. I clearly told him that the situation was tense recently and that he was not allowed to sell these addictive things, but he insisted on selling the goods on his hands first. Now I don't know where he is selling them."

The bartender took some ice out of the insulated box and threw it into the glass. He handed it over. "You want to try some? Let me tell you first, I don't recommend you touch that stuff."

"Don't worry about that." Adele did not respond to the bartender's request, but continued to ask: "What's the name of the businessman, where do you think he will go?"

"His name is Nievaldo Batista Santana, and he's a native of the Southern Continent. You can just go to other bars and ask if there's any news about Santana."

Due to the affinity attribute of Adele's "witch" path, ordinary people like the bartender had no ability to resist at all. He subconsciously thought that Adele was looking for Santana to buy goods, and told Adele the relevant information without hesitation.

"Very good, thank you for your answer."

Adele finally smiled, took out a third one-sole note from her pocket and handed it to the bartender.

"Remember to keep it a secret." Adele slowly stood up and picked up the small bag beside her.

"Goodbye, welcome back next time!" the bartender greeted her attentively until Adele's figure completely disappeared from his sight.

Adele left the tavern and walked towards the Snow Wind which was docked at the pier.

The one soli she gave to the bartender was not a hush money: after all, if the other party could sell the information to her for one soli, he could also sell his information to others for one soli or more.

She gave the bartender a sola, not to make him keep silent, but just to have a reason to liquidate the bartender in case the information he leaked really brought her trouble.

After becoming a witch, Adele has been deliberately maintaining this habit. When making assassinations or other decisions involving life and death, she often takes the initiative to set limits for herself. When taking action against ordinary people involved in the game between the mysterious parties, she will force herself to abide by these rules.

Perhaps this might seem hypocritical to others, but it was indeed very helpful in maintaining humanity. Adele could feel that since she had followed similar rules, the problems such as spiritual turbulence that often occurred when she was promoted to Sequence Six had rarely occurred.

In the world of extraordinary people, there is no such thing as a trivial matter that will not affect the digestion of the potion. The accumulation of any trivial matter will often eventually lead to the mental state and even the degree of mutation of the extraordinary people.

When she reached the deck, Adele saw Wendy and Constantine walking up from the bottom cabin arm in arm, talking and laughing.

Today, Wendy did not wear the non-woven work clothes that she almost never took off. Instead, she changed into a brown women's windbreaker with brown lines dividing the pattern into grids, which matched her eyes very well.

Constantine was wearing the formal suit issued by "Green Fingers" and was dressed very handsomely. He was about to walk out holding Wendy's hand.

Wendy was startled when she saw Adele suddenly appear, and subconsciously loosened her hands and hid them behind her back, like a young girl who was caught by her parents having a tryst with her lover.

I won’t do anything to you... Adele felt helpless and could only cough twice to indicate that she had no other intentions and was just passing by.

Compared to Wendy, Constantine is much more natural.

Seeing that Wendy was frightened and let go of her hand, he did not continue to grab it because it would only make Wendy more embarrassed.

"Captain, what can I do for you?" Constantine asked calmly, "I'm just about to take Wendy to taste the local delicacies."

Adele originally wanted to tell him her transfer order right away, but after seeing the looks on the two men's faces, she changed her mind and decided to find a sailor to move her belongings off the ship first.

"Nothing to do for now..." Adele shook her head, her eyes showing some helplessness and relief. "Remember to come back to the ship tonight. I will discuss the battle plan with you then."

(End of this chapter)