Chapter 406: Intelligence Merchant

The Moonlight Inn is located in the northeast corner of Glastonbury, where foot traffic is sparse.

Aaron walked into the inn, which looked a bit aged, scanned his surroundings, and was fairly satisfied with the environment.

"Welcome, guest!"

The innkeeper was a mature, plump woman who called herself Mrs. Adai Le; she was momentarily dazed as she gazed at Aaron's handsome face.

"I would like a room."

Aaron took out Jack's identification documents.

Mrs. Adai Le only glanced at them before a smile piled up on her face: "Our inn happens to have a vacant room; it is cleaned very thoroughly, and you may check in at any time... it only costs one, no, half a shilling a night!"

……

Unfortunately, after strolling around for a lap, there were no bargains to be found, but he had seen plenty of fakes.

"Respected white master, look at this treasure... I risked my life to steal it from a ruin, it is absolutely a Magical Item!"

A local stall owner saw Aaron approaching and immediately wore a fawning expression, energetically peddling a gem-encrusted scimitar on his stall.

The old man said mysteriously.

'I feel the malice of the world; can things not get any better? Is it really this hard for me to find a bargain?'

Lu Xi Jie.

He really did not have any specific news he needed to know; he was just treating this visit as a vacation.

Aaron took a refreshing bath, washing away the fatigue and dust of the long journey, and stepped out of the room wearing only a simple white shirt and black trousers, without a hat or cane, treading in thick, soft shoes.

Aaron muttered to himself, pushed past the enthusiastic shopkeeper, and entered a small shop without a sign.

Aaron set down his suitcase and sized up this so-called 'best room in the Moonlight Inn'.

As for three meals a day, one could eat outside or have Mrs. Adai Le send them over, though it would cost extra.

Aaron returned a smile, walked onto the street, and prepared to have a good look at the night market in Glaston.

Aaron opened the window and could see the street not far away, with the fresh sea breeze carrying the scent of sea salt blowing toward him.

However, with a bit of the mischievousness of a transmigrator, Aaron still walked a lap, wanting to achieve the legendary 'bargain hunting' achievement by relying on 'Spiritual Vision'.

"Is that philosophical maxim said by your famous Invis philosopher—the Green Forest Earl?" The old man blinked his eyes.

But in Aaron's 'Spiritual Vision', its Spirituality was constantly leaking away.

"A branch of the Resistance Army has drifted near Glaston, and the Governor demands that all manors and immigrants remain vigilant."

"……" Aaron was a bit speechless: "I suppose so!"

"Yes, this branch that drifted over belongs to the 'Yenni Sect', which advocates using violence to overthrow colonial tyranny, establish a United Government, and slaughter all white people... They were defeated by the more moderate 'Yenni Sect', and according to rumors, the Governor's Mansion previously sold a batch of arms to the 'Yenni Sect'..."

……

The scimitar's blade was sharp, and every gem flickered with different light; it certainly looked like an Extraordinary Item.

Behind the front desk, Mrs. Adai Le's gaze toward him was practically burning with fire.

Aaron listened while extracting information useful to himself, then suddenly asked: "It seems there are many factions within the Resistance Army?"

Aaron fished out a wallet.

The room was not large; besides a bed, there was a desk, a chair, and a separate washroom and walk-in closet.

Gentlemen and ladies dressed in high-society attire walked with entourages, strolling from shop to shop, surrounded by local Native Slaves and beautiful women with nose rings.

"As long as the commission is sufficient, capitalists can sell the noose to hang themselves," Aaron sighed.

Other than that, there was nothing else...

"A rebellion occurred in the He Li Ni Ke Native State, and a new Native King has ascended... expelling the diplomatic envoys and Clerics of Invis..."

"Speak."

Clearly, this was not a permanent Magical Item; no matter how miraculous the ability, it would become trash after being used a few times.

True treasures are always in the Spirit World!

For him now, there were very few Spirit Materials in the Mortal World that could catch his eye.

It must be said, for someone on a long journey, a Magical Item with storage functions is practically half a divine Artifact!

"There is one more piece of news, related to the 'Yenni Sect', but it will cost extra!" The old man suddenly revealed a mysterious smile.

An old woman dressed like a witch walked with a limp, constantly hawking various Secret medicines along the street that were said to be able to make men regain their vigor.

He opened the closet in the walk-in room and shoved his suitcase inside, which contained only a few rarely worn clothes as a cover.

If there were suitable intelligence, he would not mind heading into the tropical rainforest for an adventure.

"It is said that this Resistance Army is sending people to infiltrate Glastonbury... Recently, the Governor's Mansion guards have already captured many natives, of course... it has nothing to do with an upper-class person like you, however, it is said that they are infiltrating the castle because they want to steal a certain treasure from the Governor's Mansion."

"I know a little bit..."

The old man answered with a smile.

The old man raised his head, sized Aaron up with dim, yellow eyes, and his expression suddenly became solemn: "What do you want to know? Respected guest..."

As for truly valuable items, he naturally kept them on his person or stored them in 'Jiade's Treasure Box'.

Sitting behind the front desk was an old man with a shriveled face and a gaunt figure; he had a pair of dim, yellow pupils, appearing very Mysterious.

"Tell me about the major events that have happened in South Innis recently." Aaron tossed out a few Pounds and answered casually.

This seemed to be a grocery store; after entering, there were shelves on all four sides, and it was almost difficult to even turn around, aside from a small spot to stand.

After watching the snake-charming performance with South Innis characteristics, Aaron inquired along the way and arrived at this Mysterious market.

The Mysterious intelligence merchant thought for a moment, closed his eyes, and began to state in a flat, calm tone: "The previously famous A Pu Du La ruins have been confirmed to be a conspiracy of an 'Evil Spirit', and the adventurers and mercenaries who went to explore were completely wiped out..."

Aaron revealed a smile that made this lady swoon: "If I rent for a long term, is there a discount?"

Moonlight and the lights of the market shone upon each other, and the narrow streets were packed with people.

Aaron had little interest in the dried, unknown claws, feathers, animal organs, and herbs on the stalls along the street...

With a creak, the door opened.

"Laomading says that you are well-informed here?" Aaron stared at this intelligence merchant and asked.

At dusk.

"What kind of treasure?" Aaron blinked his eyes.

"I don't know... probably some precious treasure that the Governor's Mansion army found in some Native State Royal Family's palace, temple, or ruin." The old man shook his head, looking very unimpressed.

(End of this chapter)