Wizard Earl

After leaving the Fati Hotel, Connor immediately went to the market in Frosinone and bought a horse at a high price. Because there was no train connecting Rune to the town of Saspad, Connor could only travel by road. Even though Connor was a formal wizard who could fly, the straight-line distance from Frosinone to Saspad on the map was 130 kilometers, and the actual distance would be even greater, conservatively estimated at 150 kilometers. If Connor chose to fly over such a long distance, he would definitely be exhausted!

So in this steam age before the invention of the automobile, the best option to travel from Frosinone to Saspede Connery was by horseback.

After galloping for several hours, Connor, guided by the map, finally arrived at the town where Margaret had told him Filo was hiding. Sussaped was much as Connor had imagined—a typical northern town in Carmen, with very simple infrastructure. There were very few factories, only a few large chimneys belching thick black smoke, symbolizing that Sussaped had entered the industrial age.

Riding his horse to a high vantage point, Connor carefully surveyed the rudimentary town of Sussaped. His gaze then settled on a shop on the east side of town called Uncle Lotito's Bar. If Connor wasn't mistaken, although the bar's exterior wasn't very nice and its style was rather rugged, it had almost the highest customer traffic in the entire city of Sussaped. People were coming and going almost every minute, which was quite remarkable for a small town with a population of only tens of thousands!

After a moment's hesitation, Connor disguised himself, transforming into a disheveled, scarred man, and rode his horse toward Uncle Lotito's Bar.

Arriving in Saspede Connor, he understood two things clearly! First, because Margaret's health was deteriorating every day, his time was limited. He couldn't spend a lot of time looking for Firo here. The sooner he dragged Firo out of Saspede, the better it would be for Margaret's health.

The Second Saspede covers hundreds of square kilometers. Philo could be hiding in a residential building in the town, or in a nearby village, or even more likely in a corner of the surrounding forests and mountains. Connor can't possibly search for him house by house!

So, if Connor wants to find Philo in Susspad, he needs someone else's help. Although Connor doesn't know who that person is yet, he knows that this person must be a local strongman in Susspad, because only a local strongman would bring Connor what he wants.

Saspede is a small town. In a small town like this, it's hard to find professional private detectives to provide you with information, unlike in big cities like Loen or Frosinone. The most well-informed locals here are basically the H gang!

Based on his past experience in the Carman Empire, Connor knew very well that places like bars, which were a melting pot of all sorts of people, were an important source of funding for the H gang. They used bars as a cover to actually engage in drug trafficking, prostitution, gambling, and the illegal sale of guns and ammunition, among many other shady but highly profitable businesses!

So if you want to find the H gang in Saskatchewan, this place, which seems to have the highest foot traffic in Saskatchewan, is definitely the best choice!

"Take good care of my horse!"

Arriving at the entrance of the Lotito Bar, Connor dismounted, casually pulled two penny coins from his pocket, tossed them to the messenger waiting at the bar's door, and then instructed the messenger, "Take good care of my horse!"

Having received a two-pence tip, the messenger naturally agreed to Kang An's request without hesitation, leading his horse into the stable to feed and water it. Meanwhile, Kang An, disguised as a scarred-faced giant, strode into Uncle Lotito's bar.

As soon as Connor pushed open the bar door, before he could even take in the sights, he smelled a strange odor that seemed to be a mixture of cheap alcohol and the sour smell of sweat.

Although the smell might make someone smell it for the first time feel nauseous, in order to maintain his current persona as a scarred, burly man, Connor ignored everyone and walked through the crowded bar. Seeing an empty seat in the corner, he sat down without a second thought!

But just as Connor was about to call the bartender for a beer, intending to look for the H gang while he drank, he was puzzled by the way the other customers around him, seeing him sitting in that empty corner seat, didn't say anything, but their eyes were filled with surprise, astonishment, and even a little bit of admiration...

Just as Connor was wondering why these people were looking at him like that, something completely unexpected happened. A short, stout, drunken middle-aged man emerged from the bar's restroom and walked straight towards Connor. When he saw Connor sitting in the seat, he immediately flew into a rage and yelled at Connor, "Who the hell are you, bastard, daring to sit in my seat?"

The cursing of the short, stout middle-aged man immediately attracted the attention of all sorts of customers in the bar. Everyone's eyes were focused on Connor, who was disguised as a scarred-faced big man, and the short, stout middle-aged man. This short, stout middle-aged man seemed to be someone important. Many gloating onlookers looked at Connor sitting in his seat with a hint of pity.

Upon hearing the short, stout middle-aged man's angry curses, a cold glint flashed in Connor's eyes. Having traveled the wizarding world for many years, he had never been insulted like this before. He immediately intended to kill the foul-mouthed man, but just a second before he could strike, Connor remembered his purpose for coming here. He calmed down, suppressed his anger, stopped what he was doing, and stared coldly at the short, stout middle-aged man without saying a word!

The short, stout middle-aged man was completely unaware that he had just narrowly escaped death, and that his life now rested entirely in the hands of the scarred giant before him. Seeing that Connor, upon hearing his curses, didn't immediately offer him his seat, he became even more enraged, continuing to yell at Connor: "You damned bastard, how dare you sit in my Tiger Cornell's seat! I'm telling you, you're dead! I'm going to stab you a few times!"