Chapter 319 Crow

The driver took the silver coin and wiped the dirt off it with his sleeve with some disdain.

He glanced at Herag and felt a little strange.

Although Herag looked okay, he didn't dress like a rich man at all.

What's more, he was going to the Mosambi slums, where rich people would not go.

People in the Mosambi slums would not go there by carriage, and they were reluctant to spend a full five silver coins for the fare, so the driver was not sure about Herag's background for a while.

Herag ignored him and got on the car by himself.

The driver didn't think about it anymore, collected the silver coin and started driving.

"Just stop at Hogland Street, no need to go to Mosambi slums." Herag added after getting on the car.

"Okay." The driver replied.

Hogland Street is located outside the Mosambi slums, and there is still a certain distance from Mosambi. It takes about half an hour to walk.

It was a civilian area, but it was right next to the Mozambi slum.

Sometimes some people in the Mozambi slum who were doing well would move out of the slum, and Hogland Street was a good place to go.

The reason why Herag asked the driver to go there was because he thought that no one from the slum would take a carriage to the Mozambi slum.

People there would not travel like that.

And it seemed relatively reasonable to go to Hogland Street, because the people there were not as poor as those in the Mozambi slum.

Many people even deliberately spent a lot of money to take a carriage back for the sake of face, so as to show that they were doing well and could show off in front of their neighbors.

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After getting off the bus at Hogland Street, Herag looked around.

Although this place was not like the Mozambi slum, where garbage was everywhere, sewage was flowing, and full of stench.

But it was not very clean either. There were still a lot of stolen goods on the ground, and it was muddy. It was far worse than other places in Silver Moon City and worse than most civilian areas.

After getting off the carriage this time, no one paid attention to him. He was dressed similarly to the people around him.

Herag lowered his head and turned on the Deep Blue environmental detection.

He scanned the places he passed by while paying attention to the movements around him, and slowly approached the Mosambi slum area.

More than 20 minutes later, Herag arrived at the Mosambi slum again, a few hundred meters away from where he got off the carriage last time.

In front of him was a large area of ​​low huts with many entrances, all of which were narrow paths.

The paths were winding and it was impossible to see where they led from the outside.

Herag observed through the Deep Blue environmental detection that these paths were the main roads in the Mosambi slum.

Each path was extremely narrow and could only accommodate one person.

These network-like paths were connected, almost forming a maze. It was easy to get lost if you were not a local.

Due to the limited range of Deep Blue's environmental detection, Herag could only see some of the terrain in the outer areas, and could not observe any deeper places.

Herag did not plan to go in personally. After all, he was a stranger and could easily be noticed.

For such a large slum, a person going in would be like a wave falling into the sea, unable to make any waves.

Although he was a first-level liquefied wizard, he had some self-confidence in self-preservation.

However, knowing that there might be abyss cultists in here, he could not take risks easily.

Once he encountered some special means, even Herag would probably not be able to get out.

If he was tricked in the Mosambi slum, it would be troublesome to get out again.

This was a place that Thrandil did not want to interfere with easily.

Herag walked a distance outside the Mosambi slum and recorded the situation within the detectable range with the help of Deep Blue's environmental detection.

However, the Mosambi slum was surrounded by two stinking rivers on both sides. On the opposite side of the stinking rivers were continuous low huts, and on this side of the stinking rivers were unobstructed flat land.

There were not many people here. If Herag dared to walk over and observe the slum from a distance, he would easily be noticed.

In other words, Herag could only observe a corner of this side on the outskirts of the Mozambi slum.

He knew nothing about the larger area inside.

Herag glanced at the tavern next to him and wanted to go in and think about how to investigate.

He found that it was full of drunks with foul odors all over their bodies, and they were obviously very familiar with each other.

If Herag, a stranger, went in, it would definitely attract attention and bring some unnecessary trouble.

He immediately gave up the idea of ​​entering the tavern.

Herag paced and thought.

When passing by an alley, he looked into the alley.

He found that the alley was full of garbage, full of stench and corruption, and several crows were standing on the garbage heap looking for food.

Herag immediately had some ideas.

A few minutes later, a crow flew up from the alley and flew in the endless sky.

In an empty corner, Herag held a half bottle of wine in his hand, leaning against the wall and drinking alone, looking no different from the common drunkards here.

Herag seems to be a frustrated drunkard, but in fact his mind is on the crow flying in the sky.

All things have spirits, and the magic of the elves can communicate with all living creatures.

Herag temporarily manipulated the body of the crow and controlled it to fly over the Mosambi slums.

When using the spell of animism, Herag could not use Deep Blue's environmental detection on the crow, nor could he sense the breath of the Abyss plane.

He just wanted to quickly fly over the Mosambi slums and let Deep Blue record the scene he saw to form a complete map image of the slums.

This way, at least he could roughly know the topography and location distribution inside the slums.

The only problem is that this way he could not know how many Abyss believers there were inside the slums.

The crow flew quickly in the sky, and there was no useful clue information, and not much could be analyzed.

Just as Herag controlled the crow to fly over Mosambi, Franz was holding a watering can in the yard, scooping water from the bucket next to him to water the flowers.

When the crow flew over, Franz looked up at the crow and watched it fly away.

Brown stood aside and saw Franz staring at the crow flying by. He asked, "Sir, is there anything unusual?"

Franz shook his head and did not look at the crow again. Instead, he continued to water the flowers.

While watering, he said, "It's nothing. It's just an eye. The people of Thranduil always do this. They fly over our heads from time to time, as if this is in line with their high status."