While Meng Qi and the others were investigating.

Zhang Yuanshan and Jiang Zhiwei also came to the Mercenary Guild.

They quickly registered as mercenaries here.

Because there are still some mercenaries here in the mercenary guild drinking and talking about something.

It seems that they did not leave immediately, but also found a seat nearby to sit down and inquire about the news.

After all, in the real world, if you want to get some information, listening to people talking about it in a restaurant is also a good choice.

Jiang Zhiwei and the others felt that a similar effect might be achieved here.

Sure enough, they heard some news soon.

"At this music festival, I heard that Mr. Lucien Evans will hold his first concert at the Psalm Hall."

"I was inspired by the music Mr. Evans played at his last concert, the Symphony of Destiny.

I was on an adventure before and was seriously injured when I encountered a group of bandits.

I originally thought that my life was about to end here, but in a daze, I heard the fate of Mr. Evans in my mind. I don't know where I got the strength to roll into the water to avoid the bandits.

Then he crawled back to the town and was lucky enough to survive!

So this time I heard Mr. Lucien Evans holding his first concert in my life, and I had to attend it no matter what!

It’s a pity that I came too late and couldn’t buy tickets for the concert hall!”

Someone else said next to him: "It doesn't matter, you will have a chance to hear Mr. Evans' music tomorrow.

I think many people have tried their best to get Mr. Evans’s score and contacted them overnight..."

"Yes, it's a pity. I really want to hear Mr. Evans' concert live."

Jiang Zhiwei and Zhang Yuanshan in the corner nodded, and Zhang Yuanshan said: "It seems that Evans is indeed a respected musician..."

At this time, some mercenaries and adventurers not far away spoke: "By the way, did you hear that?"

"What?"

"His Majesty Benedict II was assassinated by a magician!"

"So you heard it too, I thought it was a rumor!"

"This is not a rumor. In fact, Benedict III has already succeeded, and I heard that this will be announced in a while.

However, according to the church, Benedict II was not assassinated by an evil magician.

But he passed away due to illness!”

"Oh, Benedict II is a saint at the pinnacle of legend. His power is so great. How could he be sick? In fact, I do know some inside information!"

"What?"

"Actually, His Majesty Benedict II was not assassinated by magicians, but magicians created a powerful magic prop.

Legend has it that the power of this magic item can burn mountains and boil seas, and easily destroy a kingdom.

His Excellency Benedict II died precisely because he used divine surgery to resist the attack of this magic item!"

"Can magicians make such powerful items?

If this is the case, what should we do if the magicians attack again in the future?!"

Others at the table exclaimed.

"Not necessarily. I think His Majesty has been dead for such a long time, and there have been no magician attacks. It seems that the magic prop is either a one-time use, or it has been completely destroyed by His Majesty Benedict II.

The magicians who can make magic props have also died, so magicians are still rats in the gutter and cannot be put on the stage!"

"Bob, you can talk about this here, but don't say it outside.

If that mid-level mage hears this, it will be easy to kill you!"

"I know, I just said this when I saw a table full of acquaintances among us!

Even outside, I wouldn’t dare discuss the affairs of the Cult of Truth and your Majesty!”

Then the table stopped talking about this matter.

Jiang Zhiwei and Zhang Yuanshan waited for a while, and saw that everyone was talking about what someone had gained in the dark mountains, or someone they hadn't seen for a long time and died somewhere.

So he got up and left the mercenary guild.

They plan to go back.

However, just after they left, two adventurers with evil eyes and sharp mouths looked at each other, picked up the straight swords in their hands and followed them out.

At the same time, on the other side.

Meng Qi and others had almost collected the information and were ready to leave.

Meng Qi, in particular, could barely hear the music in the hall outside the chant hall.

Because when the musician plays, everyone will spontaneously become quiet.

Whenever someone makes a sound, everyone will look at them collectively.

Under such circumstances, a little musical melody seeped out of the hall.

And Meng Qi happened to be able to hear all this music in his ears.

After he heard everything, Meng Qi felt a little doubtful about life.

Because he seems to have heard all this music on earth.

Für Elise, Symphony of Destiny, etc., there were a few other songs that he couldn't name, but the melodies were extremely familiar!
Chapter completed!