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Information Market

..."Even if the world curses me, I will never regret helping him do a bad deed. But if it takes his life, get ready because my sword will pierce your heart."...

...~ Avell Sach Ballazs ~...

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Wasa kept her promise, she came to me this morning. He immediately handed me eight silver coins, which I could trust.

Now that I'm going to go buy groceries, I have no food supply at all. Because while I was looking for medicinal herbs for a week I brought all my food supplies, said Wasa.

I also asked Wasa which way I could buy food. He told me there was one market that wasn't as famous as the capital but that it was dangerous.

"Why dangerous?" ask me.

"The color there is a lot of illegal sources of information, they make the market as their headquarters and disguise themselves as sellers and buyers" he said.

"Is everyone there a source of information?" ask me again.

"No, just part of it."

"You have to be careful, they have hidden weapons. Don't deal with them, it's a pity we can't go together" he continued.

"It's okay, I can take care of myself. You're a Knight must have a lot of duties," I said.

Yeah, it doesn't matter either, it's possible that there I got valuable information like last night.

"But I'll take you, it's a long way to go and it's a dagger. I'm giving you this as a shield if you feel threatened just prick this." He handed me his dagger, I never used a knife to stab people, but he gave me as if it were normal.

Aahh .. My world is different here.

I took his dagger hesitantly and kept it in my pocket, he also told me to put on a robe so I wouldn't look flashy.

After I finished getting ready, I was escorted by him on a horse until I passed a small forest to the west of where I lived. At full speed, I was able to arrive in just a few minutes.

"You just have to walk straight until you find a white stone. There it is, but when you go home you do not pass where you first entered. Go south and wait for me near the Oak Tree," he said.

Although I don't understand why it should be like that, I still nod in agreement. He left immediately after I understood, now I am completely alone.

"Don't be afraid, nothing bad will happen as long as I calm down" I said.

I walked according to Wasa's direction and met a white stone but in front of me was a white mist enveloping, am I really stepping? but not long after the white fog slowly disappeared and saw many people passing by.

A lot, like that seen in my eyes. I stepped up to enter that market. My eyes circulate looking around this market, nothing looks suspicious.

Is what Wasa said true? I don't want to think too much about it, didn't I just come here to buy groceries?

I chose the ingredients I would use later, ranging from three skipjack fish, a moth, three eels and some basic cooking spices that cost 30 metal coins in total. Pretty good, maybe I can eat in the next week especially my money is not much so I have to save.

After I finish shopping for groceries I will go to the place Wasa asked for, Oak Tree to the south of this market. 

Actually, there are more shops than places to sell groceries, so every time I go through there must be people gathered in the store. But I don't see them wearing robes or any other form of disguise like I do, I think I look flashy.

As my footsteps walked past a red-masted tavern, I heard Ortpe say from the words of one of the men there. Curious, I turned around and entered the shop.

"Welcome, what message sir?"

An old man came up to me to question my order, his voice was friendly but his face was not. Yet somehow saying so, I feel familiar with this old man.

Wait ... sir? so he sees me as a man yeah .. even better then!

"What's going on here?" ask me.

The owner of this shop looked at me sharply and then he moved closer to me, "Gentleman, what do you want? information or food?" he half whispered.

The deg!

It turns out that what Wasa said is indeed true, here is not only an ordinary market but also an information market. "I need—"

My words were cut short by the commotion caused by the people at the very end of the table. The scene I see now is a quarrel between two big men. I don't know what's the reason they're noisy, but their quarrels interest me in taking a closer look.

"Dammit!! you hit me just because I said Ortpe?!" shouted the bald-headed man.

"I told you not to mention that name!! you're looking for trouble, damn it!" scarring the man with the scar on his face.

Then the man who had the scar on his face hit the bald-headed man's temple with a single blow. A little blood was seen on the temple of the bald-headed man, did not accept being hit just like that he directly hit the lower chin of the man who had a scar on the face and caused the sound of bones shifting.

Their brawl made many people start crowding around to see what was happening but none of them broke up the two-man fight even the owner of this tavern just sat back and looked at it.

He's not afraid of losing?

Why are they acting like this? one of the men could have died if he hadn't been hurt. But I also need information from what they said just now, even more so Ortpe said.

Should I break it?

I looked right and left once again for not seeing the reaction of the people to break I just stepped towards the two men but my footsteps came to a halt when a knife almost hit my right eye from the front.

I was fixated on something I had just experienced and suddenly a memory started to come to my mind.

At that moment, I was being chased by people in black robes, they were carrying weapons and crazy dogs. With maximum speed I ran until a sword almost hit my right back head while the sword was stuck right in the tree in front of me. Just a quick glance at that memory then after her my body stiffened.

wait ... Whose memory came to my mind?

Someone grabbed my right shoulder from behind, my reflex slammed his body forward.

"Aarrayo!!"

There was a scream of pain from someone, I was shocked by the reflexes I was doing. What have I done? where is this energy from? I was so confused by what just happened to me.

"Hey shit!!" maki someone.

I looked at the person I slammed into earlier, with great difficulty trying to get up. After successfully standing in stagger he immediately pulled out his sword before me.

"You want to die?!" he shouted at me, suddenly my hands were trembling.

The two people's fight stopped when they heard the screams of the man in front of me. The attention of the people is now on me and this man, visible from his gaze will not make me go away especially when viewed from the reaction of people no one wants to break up.

The danger! my life could be threatened.

He quickly moved his sword towards me, my body suddenly unable to move. When the man's anger was heard on all sides of the tavern at that moment I closed my eyes and immediately remembered Wasa, I will die today!

He would definitely chop off my neck with his sword, tear my body apart and hand it over to the beasts, just like I thought. But his angry voice stopped and changed into a voice of pain, what happened?

There was something about my face, the smell of it rancid so I wanted to vomit but I held it with both hands. Because I was curious to try to open my eyes a little to make sure, it turned out that a fresh blood smeared my face when something that was churning from my stomach finally came out through my mouth.

I vomit! I can't stand it.

"Ouh so .. it turns out that the Arambell Knight behaves like this .. pity, it is very inappropriate to be called a Knight," said someone. "Curtain! desecrate the honor of a knight."

I tried to regulate my breathing, thought something pleasant and then suppress my nausea with the smell of blood.

"You don't need to know who I am but attacking an unarmed person is a very dirty deed let alone you're a Knight of Arambel" the insider said.

"Curtain!! now you're talking like you're a great person huh, you're trash!!" the irate man called the Arambel Knight, he instantly took out his sword and tried to injure the man who made his hand bleed.

"Dead you! die you fucking!" the Knights of Arambel.

A fierce battle ensued between the two of them, the tables that had been neatly arranged had now been destroyed they made. All the items shifted from their place and people rushed away from them to avoid getting hit by the sword. Even the two men who were at the beginning of the fight were far away and I who was still silent at the place was pulled by someone to stay away from the fierce battle.

"You're so stupid, Miss!" someone grumbled, I looked towards him.

Missy? does he know I'm a woman?!

"Why do you say that?" ask the shop owner.

"Why break up those who have nothing to do with you? it could be that your life is threatened and most likely your death is impaled" he said, and I know that.

"It's none of your business .. I just want to break up because I don't like fights in front of my eyes" I threw.

But the reaction of the shopkeeper was just a slanted smile, he doubted my words. "Don't lie! even though I am old, I can still read other people's minds. You're getting divorced not because you're disturbed but because you wonder what makes them get into a relationship?" beber.

I gulped, the old man of the owner of this tavern guessed my purpose correctly. I turned my face towards the outside of the shop, I could not refute his words. Pretty embarrassed for me like this, I think I just want to get out of here.

"Hey, you cool-robed miss!" call someone. "Smart slam people but not good at stabbing them when dangerous, stupid! ckckck ..." he continued, he looked at me lightly.

I haven't had time to reply he left just like that, I was about to catch up to him but this old man of the tavern owner held my wrist.

"Before you go clean up the vomit marks first. Fucking garbage! they could only run through people's shops" the old man said.

I threw out his hand and ran towards the exit, I saw the child and left trying to find the man who had helped me.

Aahh .. Surely the man has gone far but why did he help me? why am I suddenly so nervous?

"the hunt!! what else are you waiting for?!" the old man shouted from inside.

I immediately cleaned up my vomit that was scattered on the wooden floor of this shop, the blood that hit my face also I have not cleaned. After cleaning my vomit, the owner of this shop told me to clean my face in the back.

"You must be confused by what's going on here" said the old man.

The owner of this shop watched me from beside the wooden door. After I thought it was enough to clean my face, I approached her. "What do you mean?"

"The knife that almost hurt you earlier came from a bald-headed man that he was supposed to throw at his opponent but darted away. The guy you slammed earlier was actually checking if you were okay or not but you slammed him and made him emotional. And lastly, I think the man who helped you was not of his own volition" he said.

"You want to know what the two men who were fighting were talking about?" he continued, I nodded quickly at his question just now.

"But there are conditions."

"What?" ask me curious.

The owner of the shop had a little suspicious smile on his face, "Just work here and you'll be paid. Aren't you short of money?"

It's true that I need more money to survive here but to work here isn't it too soon? moreover, I do not know the old man who owns this shop.

"I'll tell you first but please think about this offer. You need to know, I've made an offer only once there's no repetition."

I nudged the sign of understanding, it was better to give me some time to think about it.

"They were talking about Ortpe precisely about Ortpe's treasure," he said.

"Royal treasure? what kind of treasure? and how do they know?" ask me curious.

What does the treasure look like? does it contain gold and precious gems?

"Of course from sources of information, do you know what kind of market this market is? not only selling food but also information. If you want to know some information you have to provide enough money to buy it" he continued.

"Is this market very famous?" ask me.

"No, this market is not as famous as the information agencies in the capital. But even so the information from here is undoubtedly the truth. For example, the matter of Ortpe's treasure, it really exists and is stored in a secret place. Aahh ... There is also a race, who manages to find the treasure will be given a tempting gift."

"Who will give you a gift?" ask me.

"It was of course kept secret by his gift-giver, no one knew about it."

So they were racing to find Ortpe's treasure because of the lucrative gift of the one who would give them the gift but no one knew who it was. After hearing that I became interested in trying it, but where should I look?

"You're interested in finding her?" asked the old man, I just kept quiet and did not answer his question.

"My advice is not to go along, you don't know what danger awaits" he said seriously.

What the owner of this shop said was true, I who did not know anything would be in danger if I followed the race.

"Is there anything else you want to know?" ask her.

"About the man who helped me .. Why do you feel that he was told by someone else?" I was curious about his opinion from earlier.

"Color I saw him heading for someone and leaving after. It's possible that he reported or you made a mistake with the group" he replied casually.

How could I have a problem with another group whereas I had just been in this world but what if it was true? didn't I enter the life of someone whose name was the same as mine?

"Do you think they are dangerous?" ask me, if they're dangerous I have to tell Wasa.

"That's it .. It could be yes it can be no. But if you have a problem better solve quickly, in this life the powerful have a treasure and the throne can eliminate you easily," he said.

"Don't scare me!" my sergeant.

"I'm talking about the facts" she replied. "The faster the color is better for you to work here" he continued.

After saying that he went out of the shop and left me, I caught him out and saw the tables that were falling apart, the food that was scattered here and there as well as the fragments of some wood and glass still not being cleaned.

Does the owner of this shop have no servants?

I picked up the groceries I had placed in the corner of this tavern, it was time I waited for Wasa in the Oak Tree. The information I was curious about was also known.

I walked out of the shop, though the blood on my face had been cleaned but the smell was still lingering around my robe that had been pierced by the drops of blood. I'll take a shower and cook food.

In the middle of my walk, I was still thinking about the information I just got as well as the offer from the owner of the tavern.

Can I trust her?

I who did not pay attention to the road and was busy thinking of accidentally bumping into someone who was in front of me. I raised my head and looked at this higher body of mine carefully but it was a pity that I could not see his face because he was wearing a robe and blocking the sunlight.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean it" I said politely but he didn't answer.

For a few seconds he was silent and did not answer, was he looking at me at this close distance?

"Excuse me," I said.

I walked to the left side because he did not move as well and then immediately went from there to wait for Wasa.

"It turns out you are .." shrieked the man after I left.