Chapter 229 The Crazy Master Magic Craftsman

"I will have the two special operations teams of the West City District transferred back to the Public Security Bureau in three days, and you can have your people fill in the remaining manpower."

"Happy cooperation."

Fisk couldn't help but smile as he felt relieved.

Afterwards, the two signed a trade agreement. Weilin bought the 100 half-elves from Fisk for 230,000 gold coins. If the goods did not have special skills, he would pay three times the price as compensation.

After returning to his residence, Weilin sent someone to notify Raymondo to fill the vacancies left by the two special operations teams of the West City District Public Security Bureau, and at the same time take the 100 half-elves to the manor and settle them down, and take them back together after the noble council ended.

In the next few days, Weilin stayed in the house and did not go out, practicing while waiting for news.

As the time of the noble council approached, more and more nobles rushed to the provincial capital from all directions.

On September 23, a letter from the Dani Province was delivered to Weilin.

Half a month ago, his elder brother Ilysis completed the trial of the mysterious psychedelic realm, his strength was improved, and he obtained a certain opportunity, which was restricted by the oath and could not be stated clearly.

However, the next mysterious psychedelic realm will be opened in thirty years, and the location will still be in the scope of the Synapse subcontinent.

According to the rules of the mysterious psychedelic realm, it will stay in each subcontinent for ninety years, and then it will move and appear in other subcontinents.

In the letter, Weilin could read his elder brother's gratitude to him, and some regrets.

But these are not important. If the strength is not reached, the opportunity will naturally pass away.

"There is nothing to regret, just follow the path in your heart."

Weilin folded the letter and put it into the space ring. The next step is to wait for the news from his subordinates.

...

A few days later, an ordinary morning.

Kyle opened the door with a happy look on his face and said excitedly: "Master, there is news about the person you want to find."

"Let's go, take me to see."

Weilin immediately stood up, put on his coat, and went to the southern city with several followers.

As a gathering place for civilians in the capital of Cardero Province, there are more than 100,000 people in an area of less than ten square kilometers.

Sewage is flowing everywhere, and human and animal feces are everywhere.

Two followers are leading the way in front, and no one dares to approach.

Seeing Weilin and his group from a distance, they can't wait to make way to avoid suffering an unexpected disaster.

If you offend a noble in a civilian area, you will die. The people of the Public Security Bureau will not trouble the nobles for the sake of ordinary people.

Weilin covered his mouth and nose and carefully avoided the "mines" on the ground.

After crossing three streets, they arrived at the destination of this trip, a dilapidated alley, where two little beggars tightly protected an old beggar.

"Sir, the old beggar came to the capital of Cardero Province in the past three months. I heard from people around that the old beggar has supernatural powers." An attendant replied respectfully.

"Oh." Weilin glanced at the old beggar, who was sleeping soundly, "Tell me about it."

"According to the description of the people around, the aunt of the two little beggars was about to sell them to slave traders. The old beggar suddenly appeared, muttering fate, and then slapped the aunt of the two little beggars away with a slap, and died on the spot."

"After killing someone, how to deal with it afterwards." Weilin asked with a frown.

Another follower saw this and stepped forward to report: "The Nancheng District Public Security Bureau issued a notice that the aunt of the little beggar was suspected of trafficking civilians, stealing, murdering others and other crimes. On this basis, the old beggar was given a lighter punishment. In addition, the old beggar was crazy and mentally ill, so he was exempted from the crime by the director of the Nancheng District Public Security Bureau."

"I guess that the director of the Nancheng District Public Security Bureau saw something, so he used his permission to expose this matter."

"Go and ask a pastor."

"Yes."

The follower took the order and walked quickly towards the Nancheng District Life Church.

After a while, a middle-aged priest came to Weilin and bowed, saying, "Meet this Sir."

"Use the camp judgment on the old beggar." Weilin took out a gold coin and threw it to the priest, and told him.

The priest took the gold coin, put it in his pocket calmly, raised the priest's staff, closed his eyes, and began to judge the camp.

After a while, the judgment was over. The priest came to Weilin, hesitated for a while, and finally took out the gold coin he had received and returned it to Weilin: "Sir, the believer is in the neutral good camp. If he has offended you, please forgive him."

"Priest, I think you misunderstood. I am just looking for talents. Besides, he has not offended me. You don't have to worry." Weilin smiled and pushed the priest's hand back, asking him to accept the gold coin.

Seeing that the other party had no ill intentions, the priest breathed a sigh of relief, accepted the gold coin, thanked Weilin, and left.

"Master, what should we do next?"

"Please take them back."

Kyle waved his hand and asked his men to help the old beggar and take the two little beggars back to East City District.

Along the way, many civilians saw this scene and avoided them.

Even if someone wanted to come forward, they were stopped by their friends or relatives.

Seeing the angry expressions of the people around him, Weilin touched his nose and felt like a villain now.

The two little beggars saw someone around signaling them to come over, but after looking at their benefactors, they decided to follow the group.

Back at the residence, Kyle called a few servants to wash the three people.

With the help of several servants, the three beggars, one old and two young, looked brand new.

In the hall, the old beggar didn't care about other people. He sat at the table by himself, grabbed the food in the bowl, and ate it as if no one was around.

In contrast, the two little beggars were a little restrained. They sat at the table on tiptoe, looked at the delicious food in front of them, swallowed their saliva, and dared not eat.

"Eat if you're hungry. Don't worry about me."

Looking at Weilin's friendly smile, the two little beggars began to pick up the food on the table and ate slowly.

After learning about this crazy magic craftsman master, Weilin made a choice in his heart.

The other party was neutral and kind. If he helped him, there was a high probability that the other party would choose to join him.

As for the sweet fruit, thirty days was enough for him to find the first one.

After the two children had eaten and drunk enough, Weilin asked them to follow the servants to rest.

"How does it taste?"

"Good, very good." The old beggar nodded and touched his stomach with some satisfaction.

"Can you remember what happened in the past?"

"No, no." The old beggar leaned back in his chair and said nonchalantly.

After asking in vain, Weilin took the sweet fruit out of the space ring.

In an instant, a black aura emerged from the old beggar's body, gradually forming a profound unknown text.