Taranto District, the "gate" of Port New Orway, is also the most active area of ​​the port mafia.

The coastline is long and tortuous, and a new mooring port is a few dozen meters away. This is probably the most unique port in [Highly Rail]. If you are lucky enough to receive the task of driving a merchant ship, you can also experience "grab a boat seat" here - the difficulty is probably equivalent to finding a parking space in the underground garage of Yintai City during the peak holiday dining period.

Boats of all sizes are docked in the port, so crowded that the side of the ship is almost close to the side of the ship. In the sea breeze, they will bump into each other several times from time to time.

The port mafia wandered around these ships of all sizes and the pubs of the port.

Connor Drake, Arixios Auditorre, Cyril Adrien and Mia Christian, the combination of four people, three men and one woman should not be conspicuous in the port.

But two of these four people looked like they were not the faces of the New Orway Hong Kong people, but they were all very outstanding in appearance, which immediately made them the focus of this area.

They moved forward all the way, gradually the streets became narrower and the surrounding buildings gradually became old-fashioned. There were no carriages transporting goods, and there were only store lights that were still shining in the early morning. The girl sitting on the ground under the lights, her thighs exposed had already stood up, pulling the thin clothes that leaked most of her shoulders and the northern hemisphere lowered, trying to recruit a business for herself.

However, the mage immediately urged the team to speed up and blocked Cyril's face, trying to reach out to cover the latter's face - I don't know if it was to block Cyril's vision or not to let those girls feast on their eyes.

"The Port of Lemondo is the place where the Mafia started," Drake introduced conscientiously, while lowering his voice to prevent those who looked gloomy on the roadside from hearing his words. "This is almost the darkest place in the Taranto District, and none of the people who often appear here have clean hands."

As they said, they had already walked out of the continuous blocks of the old houses and came to the harbor. The muddy ground made the harbor a little darker. It was clearly the same sea surface, and the streets next to it were still sunny, so it felt like the storm was coming here.

Cyril looked up and looked at the worn-out flags that were half-exposed in the wind. The old ships were undulating on the sea. Most of the busy people on the deck were naked, sloppy, and were all armed with weapons at their waists.

"Almost, I'm here." Arixios reminded, "note that this is the old nest of the 'Pessen' party."

The Paisen Party is also the original name of the Port Mafia. Before the port forces in New Orway Port were still in chaos, people called the name of the gang, but after the Paisen Party unified the underground forces in New Orway Port, people directly named it "port".

"Is Sogel really capable of finding such a deep place?" Cyril was quite puzzled.

"Sir, you have to have some confidence in your commanders at least..." Drake wiped his sweat. He knew the strength of Sogel Winkler. A professional-level mage could tear him down with people and ships, but it seemed so unbearable to Cyril.

"He was overturned by a group of gangsters, how could I have confidence in him?"

Cyril said, and suddenly pulled the mage lady beside her. Before the other party could react, he opened his arms and pressed her against the wall on one side.

"Mr. Wei?" Mia stiffened for a moment, and immediately relaxed, allowing the boy to act on her - Cyril's face was almost against his cheek, facing the wall behind her, supporting one hand on the side of her head and the other hand on her waist.

She could feel the movement of the two hands up and down, and did not touch her deliberately, but she could not avoid some friction in the clothes.

"Someone is following us, there are traces of magic left by Sogel." Cyril's voice was low, "Along the wall behind you, all the way to the shore... He kept markings against the wall, from the corner..."

His fingers touching the wall were flashing with a faint light of lightning, connecting them into an inconspicuous line of magic, extending from the corner of the wall to the end of the street, pointing to a medium-sized galleon on the shore.

Arixios and Drake on the other side did not know Cyril's discovery. Arixios Auditorre looked at Cyril strangely and pressed Miss Mage on the wall, and couldn't help but whisper:

"Is he so arrogant?"

"I remember not that excessive..." Drake turned his head and glared fiercely at the two gangsters who were watching him on the roadside: "What are you looking at? Go!"

Cyril had already stood up, let go of Mia, turned his head and said, "Drake, is there a tavern nearby? I want to have two drinks."

"There are no, but there are some, but the wine here is very poor. It's better to go back to Andrea district to drink... Just around the corner we passed by, that's a tavern."

Drake pointed behind him, and Cyril looked at that point, which was the starting point of the thin line of magic.

He recalled the information brought by Arixios, and Sogel was turned over by medicine in a tavern-

It seems that their chief wizard of Siliki Mage Academy is not that bad.

"I don't want to drink anymore." He changed his mouth. In Drake's puzzled gaze, he suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist and slashed towards the open space beside him.

A burst of rapid footsteps sounded in the open space, as if someone wanted to try to escape from his sword edge, but the blue wind extending from the sword blade stuck to it like a shadow, and then a scream sounded beside them-

A figure was thrown to the ground by the wind like a whip, and fell to the ground, covering his waist and shouting. Arixios and Drake hadn't even noticed where he came from.

But the two of them immediately understood and asked, "Roaming?"

"Obviously so. Gentlemen, the infiltration plan failed. I don't need to say more about what should I do next?"

Cyril pulled the sword in his hand and raised it to his chest. Drake was still slowing down. Arixios had already pulled out an elegantly shaped light golden long sword from the black bag behind him, and aimed the tip of the sword in front.

Several old doors on the street were opened, and the bad-looking men walked out of the room, carrying machetes or sticks. On the boat near the dock, the shirtless strong men had already climbed over to the shore on the edge of the ship, pulled out their weapons, and walked towards Cyril and others.

In a blink of an eye, they were surrounded tightly.

"Hey, you guys, come here..."

The strong man in the lead was still talking, Arixios had raised his hand and threw a short knife drawn from his thigh, and inserted it into the strong man's eyebrows with a "journey".

Cyril browed, and he didn't realize that the Auditorey's parliamentary candidate was such a tough character. However, he saw Arixios wielding his long sword and rushing towards the gang members holding sticks first. The sword light had already knocked down three or four of them.

This posture makes Cyrill look like a newbie, and it is too embarrassing to be a "player".

The nearest gangsters around them had already developed a desire to retreat when they saw their leader falling down, but Cyril did not give them a chance. The blue light flashed on the sword, and the strong wind covered the entire street.

The doors were blown up, and the gangsters were tilted by the sudden strong wind, which made them difficult to stand firm. Mia took advantage of this time to lift her staff, and the blue water ball poured into the wind, even the tiny drops of water had amazing power in the strong wind.

When the gust of wind passed, there were only two or three gangsters standing there.

Drake opened his mouth wide - he had just pulled out his scimitar, but he didn't expect the battle to end.

"Are you all... so skilled?"

"Captain Drake, please bring the remaining two." Cyril returned the sword gracefully.

Drake walked forward, and before he could say anything, the remaining two gangsters were already kneeling on the ground crying and shouting: "I said, I said everything, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

"Where is the foreigner you caught? Where is he?" Drake asked directly.

"The foreigner? The one in a robe? He was taken away by our boss a few dozen minutes ago."

"Your leader?" Cyril was very dissatisfied with this answer. After Drake asked a few questions, the gang member explained everything:

Sogel Winkler stayed in the area they were responsible for for a short while, and was picked up by the team leader himself. The direction was to Bisio District of Port New Orway, and they didn't know any more content.

They are just responsible for opening brothels and making a little money in the gangster. They never thought that a person wearing a robe would cause such a big trouble.

"That's just a little information?" Cyrill asked several more questions, such as the matter of Ivan Saxon, but these gang members were puzzled by the question. It seemed that there was no information available.

"What should I do if the rest of the people?" Arixios hugged his arms and looked at the remaining gangsters who were trembling with cold eyes. Only a few died. Most of the people who were hit by the strong wind and water droplets were just coma, and they have now woken up slowly.

"Leave it to you locals in Port New Orway to deal with it." Cyril said indifferently.

"Then I will let the Chief Secretary take them." Arixios replied.

He wiped the sword against the clothes of a corpse and put it back into his bag, then frowned and showed a thoughtful look:

"Sir, I can tell you very directly that what they gave us is not good news."

"Because Sogl Winkler was taken to Bisio?"

"As a La Rochelle, do you know the location of Bisio in Port New Orway?" He took out the cigarette tube from his arms, but did not ignite it, but just held it in his mouth. "Just tell you, the Auditorre family is in Bisio, and any chamber of commerce you know about is also in Port New Orway."

"Economic core?" Mia asked.

"And some of the political core." Arixios gestured casually, "The seven major regions of Port New Orway, the Taranto area of ​​port, the Andrea area of ​​diplomacy, the Bisio area of ​​economic core, the Fortunino area of ​​political core, the Brindisi and Lebanto area of ​​military border defense, and the most relaxed and comfortable Trento area. For New Orway Port New Orway as the core, the Bisio area is more important..."

"It's probably equivalent to the capital of your La Rochelle Province?"

Cyril nodded. Of course, he understood the value of the economic core of New Orway Port. The Bisio District in the game is a veritable wealthy area. The ordinary equipment inside is ten times more expensive than outside. Even entering this area requires a higher reputation of New Orway Port and a Bisio District pass-

This thing needs three Sorids to be purchased.

Sogl Winkler was brought to Bisio by the Port Mafia, which means that the incident has risen to a higher level.

If things are limited to ports, it will be just a trivial matter that can be solved by swords and fists. But when we arrive in Bisio, we will involve parliamentary candidates supported by Evan Saxon: Sandy Marion, and other candidates who may exist.

This has become a diplomatic issue.

"I can't understand why the Mafia brought him to Bisio." Drake seemed quite irritated at this time. "Did they find out Mr. Winkler's identity? But Mr. Winkler has only been to Port New Orway for a few days and hasn't left the embassy much?"

"Maybe they have this habit?" Cyril was not very surprised. "If it weren't for them to kill the object that was sinking into the sea immediately, bringing it back to the warehouse or prison is their priority."

"It is obvious that Sogel Winkler's mage is very curious. They may want to torture Sogel, perhaps blackmail him, or have other purposes-"

Cyril said, narrowing his eyes slightly.

At this point, he was very convinced that although Sogel Winkler was not a wanderer, he still seemed to be an excellent intelligence collector.

In a strange environment, facing a strange object, he chose a very bold but very effective way to obtain information:

Sell ​​yourself.

He used himself as bait and used his "weight" as bargaining chips to exchange for the opportunity to obtain more information. Although he was in a dangerous place, there was no doubt that his plan was successful.

After obtaining the current information, Cyril only needed to go to Bisio to find the place where Sogl Winkler was imprisoned, and he could also find one or two of the forces behind the Mafia.

But for a mage, this way of action is a bit too bold.

This does not conform to the mindset of the mage. The mage often puts himself at a high position and attaches great importance to his identity - after all, having the capital to open the element pool means that they are already higher than ordinary people.

And thinking about it this way, it is no wonder that Sogel Winkler in that world would die on the front line against O'Saint Emma.

That's his personality.

A desperate personality.
Chapter completed!