Chapter 842

842: Gathering Info at the Bar

The dog beastman kept staring at me.

Then he slowly opened his mouth.

You guys have been pretty busy since yesterday, huh?

Since yesterday? Did he already know what we were up to? I didnt notice any signs of surveillance.

We used teleportation to move around, so no one should be able to track us easily. Maybe they set up such a large surveillance network that they could find us no matter where we were?

Probably more likely that the goons we threatened reported us to their superiors? Maybe we didnt threaten them enough.

What are you talking about?

I tried to play dumb, but the guy seemed convinced.

Your threats were too effective. Anyone would be suspicious if a guy who usually hangs out in the back alleys was trembling under his sheets in the middle of the day.

Oh

I guess it was the opposite.

The terrified goons acted too suspiciously, so anyone with eyes knew that something was up. Even if we threatened them to stay silent about us, they couldnt keep their mouth shut while being questioned by their superiors.

So it seems word has spread among some of the outlaws that theres a black cat girl asking around about illegal slavers.

Uhh, we werent trying to antagonize anyone in particular. We just fought back after getting tangled in some fights.

Obviously. Those as powerful as yourselves would have plenty of methods if you really wanted to destroy someone.

He sensed not only my strength but also Frans and Urus.h.i.+s. Maybe his ability to sense danger was higher than I gave him credit for.

Keep her on a tighter leash. That was a close call earlier, no?

Yeah, Ill scold her again later. That was a little bit nerve-wracking for me too. Shes sorry now so Im sure shell think a little more carefully next time.

I shrugged my shoulders and the man shook his head with a wry smile. I guess he saw my att.i.tude and realized the relations.h.i.+p between me and Fran. Im her guardian, but its not like I can order her around. Not that I wanted to control her anyways.

Im fine with that, as long as you dont make a mess of this place.

Well be gone as soon as we get the info.

Fine.

The man muttered as he slowly lifted his cup. He then lightly b.u.mped it against the cup I was holding.

The pressure of the stares the outlaws were giving me faded away at once, much to my surprise. I guess he was more than just a powerful loner, but sort of like the boss of this area.

The fact that we made friends with this dog beastman seemed to indicate that we were no longer outsiders.

If you want to know something, ask the bartender.

So its him after all?

Yeah.

Got it. Thank you.

Dont thank me, just go. Id appreciate it if you stay out of this neighborhood afterwards too.

That would depend on where the people were looking for are. You dont know where, right?

I dont know anything more than the rumors. We have nothing to do with it as far as I know.

The dog beastman spoke the truth.

This man got his information from the thugs, so he must know that were looking for the black market slavers.

And if hes not lying, then they really had nothing to do with him or his organization. However, he couldnt deny the possibility that there were members who betrayed the organization and were personally involved in the slave trade.

Thats why he added the as far as I know.

Sorry for trouble.

I apologized again to the man and left my seat. Then, I sat down next to Fran, who was still slumped at the counter.

Bartender. I need some info, okay?

What did you wanna know?

Apparently, drinking with that guy was like getting a letter of introduction.

I blocked out our voices with wind magic and told the bartender what I needed.

Anything you can tell me about the black market slavers, mostly the location of their base. I also want the ident.i.ties of any notable members of their organization.

I knew it.

The bartender looked at Fran for a moment and muttered. He already had information on Fran, so he must have known what she was after from the beginning.

As for their base, I dunno exactly where it is. Probably somewhere in the restricted area.

Restricted area? Theres such a place?

The center of town, with the headquarters of the Sanatorium, is the restricted area. Theres even a section in the back where only executives and their direct subordinates are allowed in.

The security there was so tight that even info brokers like him had difficulty obtaining any detailed intel. They avoided that place like the plague, because anyone digging too deep would be erased.

In other words, the Sanatorium is?

They aint the ones leading the business, but at least one of the executives is involved in the slave trade. And its gotta be one with a lot of authority.

In other words, its highly likely that our enemies have infiltrated the upper echelons of the one organization we needed to avoid antagonizing How annoying.

We believe the captured slaves are collected at their base before being taken out of the city, but we dunno how. Maybe some underground tunnel, maybe teleportation. Either way, they cant move them in plain sight.

Even if they are eventually taken to the restricted zone, is there any other place where the slaves are collected? Or maybe some building where their members stay?

Nah. The illegal slavers all have fronts as members of other organizations. There are few people or organizations that can be clearly identified as suspicious.

You said few, so you have some idea of them?

Well I know of three.

Surprisingly many.

First, the Sanatoriums security force. Theyve got many members and its easy to join. Also, no one would blink an eye if they enter the restricted area.

I see.

The security force also has some blue cats.

Frans eyebrows twitched at the mention of the blue cats. Despite her depressed mood, she would not miss the mention of her mortal enemies.

But she did not interrupt, perhaps reflecting on what her mistakes from early. She remained still, listening to the bartenders words.

Second, the adventurers. They can be people of all backgrounds, and they sometimes enter the restricted area depending on the request, so they would be perfect for blending in. There are also blue cat adventurers.

This citys Adventurers Guild had a particularly large amount of ruffians, so it was quite possible that some of them were connected to the black market slavers.

Third, the outlaws of the Beastmen Union. The faction calling themselves the Bloodfang Brigade are apparently such brutal villains that even the rest of the Beastmen Union cant handle them. No crime would be too low, and some of them are blue cats.

Apparently this Bloodfang Brigade was so nasty that other members of the Beastmen Union detested them. I guess they seem to be the most likely among all the suspects?

Anyways, the bartender also seemed to think that the blue cats were suspicious. Or rather, he was convinced that they were connected.

Thats all I can say. You gotta to find out the rest by yourselves.

So we look for blue cats?

Hmm. Thats what well do for now.

I guess the blue cats will always be the enemies of the black cats.