Half-elf Notebook

Chapter 104 Return to the Slums

Ina believed that if she did not cover up anything, it would take less than a few minutes for the gangs to steal.

The wild pickpockets, vagrants and begging children in the slums would be blocked in front of her.

If I had known I would be in the ghetto today, I should have worn a coat with lined pockets when I left the house this morning.

Fortunately, the shirt inside the hunting suit usually has cuffs, so the space bracelet and the white night bracelet can be hidden in the sleeves...

Ina pulled at the collar beneath her hood.

As long as you are promoted to a mid-level official magician.

The magician himself does not need to touch the magic props, the magic scroll item itself can trigger the magic.

Even if you put it in your trouser pocket or coat pocket, you can still activate and confirm the casting direction.

There were two or three thugs on the sidewalks on both sides of the street.

They were wearing worn, thick woolen clothes and leaning against the wall of the house, their eyes switching between the crowds from time to time.

Mixed in with the passers-by, they were like a few temporarily free or unemployed workers holding a very ordinary gathering in the corner.

People who visit for the first time probably won't have any doubts about this.

But residents who have lived here for a period of time would never think so.

This is even more true for Ina.

She knew the identities of the thugs very well.

While surviving in the slums, she had to beg for forgiveness from people like them more than once.

They are the outermost members of the gang, responsible for managing the entry of pickpockets from slum gangs and a certain number of vagrants into other areas of the city.

According to the distribution and size of the gangs, personnel from the corresponding gang will be stationed at each entrance and exit.

On the other hand, if there are pickpockets living in slums, homeless people are not on the list but they enter and leave civilian areas without permission.

Unless they can find a way to make money to survive, leave the city, or pray that they will not be caught.

Otherwise, a beating would be the lightest punishment, at the worst a palm would be cut off as a warning.

Of course, the punishment depends mainly on the mood of the manager and how much profit the person involved can contribute to the gang.

The three people who were on the same auxiliary road as Ina noticed her almost at the same time.

Then, their attention fell on the patterned counterweight hilt of the girl's sword that was exposed outside her cloak.

No longer looking away, his eyes were filled with greed.

Having been in this business for many years, I have seen countless weapons and naturally I know very well what style a weapon should have.

That is practicality and simplicity.

Battle is not a ball, and war is not an art appreciation for the nobles.

The military needs cheap, quality-assured equipment.

Compared with design, material craftsmanship is what users who purchase weapons care more about.

Under this logic, the spacing weights on swords sold in ordinary stores are often rough and approximate.

Only ceremonial swords, swords worn by nobles and wealthy people that are specially made by excellent blacksmiths and jewelry designers will have exquisite and exaggerated carvings.

But this does not mean it is flashy.

On the contrary, the one who buys a weapon might be a mercenary who needs him to live.

Of course, it could also be a gangster who has just joined a gang, or a civilian who is considering buying a piece of self-defense.

They chose weapons of poor quality, based on price.

The latter has fancy patterns and carvings, so there is no need to worry about quality.

Their builders will not and would not consider the cost issue at all, and must have used superior craftsmanship and tempered steel.

Even alloys from alchemist recipes.

That’s why the three thugs were so jealous.

This kind of product can be sold in a shop at a top quality price, which is enough to cover more than one year's salary of three people.

However, they quickly shifted their focus.

There are roughly four types of people who enter the slums carrying sophisticated weapons.

The first type of wealthy people hire agents to run errands.

The second type is businessmen

The third type is professionals who consider joining a gang to make a career.

The non-commissioned officer came prepared with a search warrant.

The first two are most likely guests or collaborators of the gang.

The third one, oh, goddess is above.

A girl of fifteen or sixteen who seems to be naive about the world, is she a powerful adventurer who is confident that she can fight for her own place in the bloody gang fight?

The thugs would rather believe that tomorrow their great Lord Aifniel will allocate funds to build a complete set of drainage ditches for the slums!

They didn't even think to guess that Ina was a well-prepared soldier.

If the city defenders were naive enough to think that a little girl with a better sword could deal with a gang and get some intelligence.

Then they would have become gang leaders long ago.

What's more, they had already released a large number of adventurers with fierce eyes and a team of soldiers armed to the teeth.

As gang outposts, they reported the situation.

Now, it wouldn’t be a big deal if we put in another young lady who behaves a little strangely.

Cross the not-so-big "buffer zone" street.

Ina easily entered the real slums.

It's still the same as I remembered.

The brick-paved road only extends a dozen meters outside the buffer zone.

I don't know if it's because it's in disrepair or if it was dug up and taken away by poor residents.

The rest was just mud, no different from the one outside the city.

The difference between the two may be the black color and the foul smell caused by the mixture of sawdust, debris, and excrement.

There are potholes of various sizes, footprints, shallow pits left by camels and horses, and wheel marks left by carts and pushcarts.

There is no doubt that after a rain, they will become puddles of sticky mud and dirty water.

Ina covered her mouth and nose lightly, frowning slightly.

She was familiar with the smell of the ghetto.

But now, after not having visited for many years, her body still instinctively reacted physiologically.

After taking a few slow breaths, she finally adapted to the environment again.

The vendors nearby noticed the white-haired girl and started shouting louder and more enthusiastically.

No matter what the reason, people from outside are always more generous than the stingy natives.

In terms of doing business, especially in terms of product categories, the vendors on the streets of the slums are not much inferior to those on the commercial streets of the East District.

Despite the poor quality.

Ina stopped in front of a cleaner shed shop.

Brick and stone houses, which are normal in other areas, account for less than one-third of the total number of similar buildings in slums.

The rest are half stone or full wooden sheds.

Clean and natural are only relative.

At least Ina didn't see the flour bags that the shopkeeper had placed on the muddy ground, or the water in the bucket that emitted a faint odor.

This shows that the vendor himself still has some considerations for his customers.

He is a rare businessman in the slums who realizes the importance of quality.

"Welcome, beautiful lady, do you need a breakfast? You know that warm, full and delicious food can always make people feel relaxed."

"I recommend a sweet pancake with apple slices and a cup of fragrant coffee. Of course, maybe you would prefer a plate of greasy fish and chips?"

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