Mysteries: Arcana Wars

Klein frowned, realizing that things were not that simple.

Because he really wore white long johns today.

This is a mistake many travelers make.

In late November, Bayam made people feel the coolness of the sea breeze, but in the deep winter, Backlund would punish every stubborn kid who didn't wear long johns properly.

Klein's current body can no longer be considered a human. Generally speaking, the temperature changes in the natural environment have no effect on him, but in order to integrate into society, he will still dress well and follow the crowd.

Therefore, Merlin Hermes boarded the plane in Backlund wearing white long johns. Like other travelers, he planned to be patient after getting off the plane, and then dress up properly after settling down in a hotel.

But this guy's divination made her want to take off all her white autumn clothes and long pants right now, otherwise she would look stupid.

Klein once again looked up and down at the Western Continent man named Chang Tou Tu. He had middle-parted bangs, a half-length high ponytail, two large golden earrings, and a pair of small black sunglasses. He also had a typical Western Continent soft face and a pair of triangular pointed ears. He looked exactly like the kind of charlatan in Klein's hometown.

What was totally inconsistent with his appearance was that this guy actually spoke Loenese with a natural Bayam accent, mixed with some heavily accented native words from time to time. As soon as he opened his mouth, it was obvious that he was an old Bayam native.

It was difficult to buy boat and plane tickets between the North and South Continents and the West Continent. Modern elves who came to Bayam through legitimate means generally would not set up stalls in places like this, as it was cheap. Bayam was still a place with a rich underground industry. Klein initially believed that this Western Continental man had smuggled into Bayam with his family when he was a child and grew up here.

"Oh my, how about it, my divination is pretty accurate."

Chang Tou Tu smiled awkwardly and held his cash register in front of Klein, almost putting it against his face.

"Come for one? Come for one! Two hundred Sima for one divination! Legitimate business, legal operation, licensed, fair and honest!"

The gold coin with the five-pointed star printed on it turned over at Klein's fingertips. From the divination, he learned that this guy was also an extraordinary person. The price of two hundred Sima for a divination was not bad from this point of view, about twenty or thirty Rune pounds for one divination, which was not expensive.

But compared to fortune-telling, Klein was more interested in other things.

"You're from the Western Continent? Is that your native name?"

He ruthlessly pushed the cash register in front of him away.

"Do you understand the language of the Western Continent? Can you do the work of translation?"

Chang Tou Tu's face suddenly froze and he smiled awkwardly.

"...Ha...hahaha...To be honest, I can only write my own name. I don't know any language in the Western Continent. I can't even understand what they say, let alone reading or writing..."

Through the divination of the secret doll, Klein learned that when this guy sneaked here, his parents were both dead, and he was the only child who arrived in Bayam alive.

In the eyes of the South and North Continents, the distant West Continent, where the descendants of elves live, is a fantasy gold rush full of treasures. In the eyes of the other side of the West Continent, the South and North Continents here are also another paradise on earth.

The route to Xida Road is so difficult that even the official flights are rare. For private smuggling teams, it is even more difficult. Outdated equipment, crowded personnel, illegal operations, poor environment, diseases and disasters can all become death warrants for smugglers. It is said that for the current private smuggling industry, if there is a two-thirds survival rate in one voyage, the snakehead is extremely conscientious.

When it comes to divination, Klein can handle any need on his own, but since the person on the other side has read his fortune and is also a licensed street performer, out of consideration for his fellow savior, Klein still gave him a tip of twenty Sima.

"Thank you, sponsor! Thank you, sponsor! I wish you a happy year like this, every year like this!"

Although the business did not go through, Chang Toutu was not unhappy at all. Instead, after receiving the tip, he kept saying auspicious words and was even moved to tears.

There was no point in arguing with this old-timer, so Klein wanted to just run away. But then he changed his mind and gave this guy another 100 Simas to try to find out something.

"It's okay. I'm a magician too. We're half colleagues. Please take care of each other."

"magician?"

Chang Tou looked Merlin up and down. As a local street performer, he knew a lot about the circus culture of Roside. Although Merlin was not wearing formal performance clothes, he could guess Merlin's background based on his unusual outfit.

"Judging from your attire, your last name is Hermes, right? You're one of those people who wanders around everywhere, what's your name? A wandering street performer? A wandering magician?"

In the circus industry, performers who use high technology to support their performances often use "Rama" as their stage name, while those who are more traditional and perform through human body skills often use "Hermes" as their stage name.

Having said that, Merlin immediately handed over his business card.

“I’m new here and I’m not familiar with this place. I’ve been having a rough time lately. Can I ask you, big brother, what I should be aware of when trying to make a living here in Bayam?”

"Oh my, oh my." Chang Tou Tu took the business card and examined it carefully. "Merlin Hermes? He is indeed the kind of wandering magician with no fixed place to live!"

As he spoke, he thought for a while.

"You don't seem to have a street performer's license from Rorsted, so you can't perform on the streets of Bayam for money. Loen's street performance permit is not recognized in Rorsted, so this is illegal. Your old tradition is not easy to implement.

"If you are staying in Rorsted for a long time, I suggest you go to the relevant department to take an exam. If you have a Loen license, it will be much easier.

"If you can't stay here for long, or don't want to get a license, you can go to Bayam's casinos and red-light districts. They often hire circus artists to perform small shows to liven up the atmosphere. These are fixed occasions, and your street license won't be checked.

"Meradas Casino, Mandala Bay Hotel, Yehe Club, Marigold House, these places hire more entertainers. You can also go to other places on those streets, they also hire a lot of extras.

"Don't go to Cavagna Street, Caroline Street, and some strange places. Most of them are tainted with dirty things. You outsiders can't beat those gangsters.

"But you have to be careful not to provoke the dealers in the casino."

Chang Toutu frowned.

"Let me tell you, the police here in Bayam like to go to places like casinos and brothels to conduct sting operations, especially to act as dealers and catch cheaters."

Official personnel who were fishing in the lower nine classes... The ones mentioned here should be the church dealers and official extraordinary people, which was consistent with the information Leonard had said before.

"Okay, thanks, bro! Now I have something to eat."

Klein gave him another twenty simmas as a token of his gratitude.

"Hey, there are still many good people in this world!"

Chang Tou Tu's face was about to break from laughing.

"Little brother, let me give you a few more words."

Seeing that his colleague was very generous, Chang Tou Tu was so excited that he just cast another divination. He poured out the colorful wood chips and stuffed them back into the turtle shell, shaking it violently.

After shaking for a long time, a piece of transparent plastic fell out of the turtle shell.

Chang Toutu's expression immediately collapsed, and all his playful smiles disappeared, with a serious look as if a disaster was about to happen.

"Did you see that Loen man?"

He came over mysteriously and spoke to Klein.

"Stay away from him. Don't mess with him. He's a tough guy."

Merlin was frightened by this posture, and couldn't help but become nervous, and asked cautiously.

"Brother, who was that person just now? Why is he so scary?"

Chang Tou Tu held Merlin's hand and spoke tremblingly.

"This person can go out in the cold winter county in December without wearing long johns!"