Osgutin walked on the street with Glosk, and the gift of truth from the Lord allowed him to clearly feel that many people were staring at him.

Many of these people are because of their overly delicate and beautiful appearance, and they have dirty thoughts in their hearts, while the other is the monitor.

"Let me introduce the situation of those two people." Osgutin asked Glosk without caring about the gaze around him.

"Oh, OK." Glosk was also slightly stunned, and then continued: "One of them is called Jason Todd, a mercenary. He was a cruel guy, but he was extremely trustworthy. He was the one who came to Reya this year and was said to have been looking for the murderer who killed his family."

"The other one is a weird killer, who only knows that he is called Jack. He will come out to find business every once in a while. According to what he said, as long as the price is enough, S... the king will also kill you." Glosk said.

"As for the others, it is probably OK to fight a tailwind, but if they are asked to face Negri, they will probably turn against each other as soon as possible." Glosk explained: "Of course, there are some people who hide too deeply, and I know that there are only two of them."

"It's okay, those people will probably find others." Osgouting said with a smile, and first arrived at Jason Todd's residence, a tavern.

This is not that Jason Todd is addicted to alcohol, but that most local taverns work part-time mercenary missions and intelligence trading.

Jason Todd was originally just an ordinary family. According to his original trajectory, he might choose to go to the dock to transport goods, or become a carpenter or blacksmith, but a pirate invasion disrupted everything about him.

Although he was not rich, his happy family was broken. Fortunately, he escaped his life and returned home and found only his beheaded father, his mother who fell in a pool of blood, and his sister and brother who were ruined to death.

Those pirates were not jealous. Jason, who could not accept this fact, had to choose to take the path of revenge. He asked about the appearance of the murderer from another surviving woman. He began to pursue the traces of the pirates and frantically exercised his body and combat skills.

Unfortunately, after the pirates encountered another battle at sea, most of the casualties were killed and injured, and the remaining people left and chose to go ashore, preparing to whitewash themselves, find a small place to be the owner of the manor, or something.

Jason found one of them, forced the murderers to find out the names and whereabouts, and then began to pursue them. This pursuit took seven years. In seven years, Jason went from a young man to a strong man now. His inability to take revenge for many years made his methods more and more violent. However, perhaps because of what happened in the past, he attached great importance to credit. As long as he made a vow, he would definitely complete it.

Walking in the messy tavern, Osgutin's face attracted many people's attention, but the priest's uniform of the God-God Cult still made many people give up those dirty little thoughts and only look at them at most.

"That's Jason Todd." Grosk said, pointing to a person who was eating seriously.

Eating seriously will make the word weird, but those who see Jason eating will agree with this word.

Jason ate the food into his mouth bit by bit, looking extremely serious, as if it was something that had to be done, extremely serious. At the same time, he looked expressionless. Even if there were bugs mixed in the food, he could eat it expressionlessly, giving people a feeling that it didn't matter what the food was like, he was just eating, not eating.

Jason, wearing a black vest and short silver hair, had his weapons next to him. He was a boring and cruel person like him, and he had no companions around him.

"It's really an impressive person," Osgouting said, pulling away the chair opposite Jason and sitting on it.

"Is there something wrong?" It's simple and straightforward, and for Jason, it seems that he has no intention of wasting any second.

"Well, there is a difficult commission, I want to hand it over to you." Osgouting said with a smile.

"Okay." Jason didn't raise his head and agreed directly.

"Do you know what I want to entrust you?" Osgouting said slightly strangely.

"Actually, as long as anyone with a well-informed person knows it." Jason swallowed the last bite of food into his stomach, looked up at Osgouting: "Didn't you see that the attendants in the tavern come to greet you?"

"Then why did you agree?"

"One of my goals may be to become a Crowman. Even if you don't look for me, I will go to you. In addition, if you plan to look for Jack, there is no need. I have already looked for him. He seems to have taken on a mission and left Rea."

"Very good." Osgoodin nodded.

At the same time, Chris watched Nora go downstairs and continue to have a big meal. His eyes were complicated. When he learned breathing, he also had a senior guide, but it took him more than a day to barely learn it.

But Nora learned almost all of her studies in just one afternoon. As for the more advanced breathing techniques, Chris did not teach them. Those techniques depend on personal understanding. They were learned basic abilities. As long as they understood the advanced skills, they could learn them.

The breathing method is still the same breathing method, but the breathing method used by each master is different. Of course, the breathing method passed down by the noble family will be passed down from other secret methods. Those things are difficult to accomplish by just understanding and are the crystallization of wisdom of generations.

There is one secret technique of Chris, but it is not suitable to pass it to Nora. Maybe there will be a chance until later.

After seeing Nora off, Chris seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. After all, he was the prophetic saint of savior. He learned how to breathe and at least had self-protection.

"Come out. After listening for so long, do you have any insights?" Chris's face became serious and said to the empty space on the other side of the room.

"Is this the prophetic saint of savior?" The light in the air twisted, and the man in the uniform of the Kingdom of Roas came out and bowed slightly to Chris and said, "Fasmik Ranche, the stream of light, has seen His Excellency Chris."

"Chris Modo, the Flow of Flow of Flow of Flow." Chris's face turned solemn, and the inheritors of the breathing method deal with each other with secret method.

"Negri is too dangerous, so joining?" Chris said seriously.

"His power is getting bigger and bigger, which is not good for the kingdom." Smik nodded: "United, there is no doubt about it."

"So you guys to Nora?" Chris said slowly.

"According to the ancient agreement, the rhythm will never extinguish another rhythm. I will not attack that little girl. This is why you teach her breathing method even though you know I am here." Smik said seriously: "So what about the so-called saint of savior? Under the leadership of His Majesty, even fate will be trampled, let alone mere prophecy."
Chapter completed!