A Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World - Chapter 2108

Chapter 2108 The Black Market Is Really Black

Mag repeated what happened, adding a little salt and pepper to hype it up.

In the end, he was only able to escape from the passionate nosy neighbors by saying that he had to go to the court to give his statement.

There were people at court from the Ministry of Law who drank often in Saipan Tavern recently, so they recognized Mag. As Mag was related to Duke Abraham, they did not make things difficult for him, and even commended him after recording the statement.

“Boss Hades, if you have any news of this case today, please contact us immediately,” the staff member reminded Mag after walking him to the door before saying, “Also, do be careful.”

“I will. Thank you.” Mag nodded and left.

The assailant was still locked up in his attic. Mag had gotten some news about the black market from the assailant last night.

After walking past five streets and turning into an alley, Mag had already changed into a large, burly man with a mustache.

This was a makeup that he put thought into, code-named Kabas. Kabas was a ruthless character in the black market, but a pity he stuttered, so he was not a man of many words.

Before going to the black market, Mag found another two Information Centers to buy some information about the black market.

Source: novgo.co

The black market was a secret organization in the underground world of Rodu.

People would do secret transactions here, dealing in slaves, lives, elves… As long as you had the money, the black market could satisfy all your needs.

This black market was not only famous in Rodu, but the entire Norland Continent.

It was said that the black market had a secret relation to the royal family of the Roth Empire. Therefore, its status in Rodu’s underground world had always been stable throughout all these years.

This large underground organization did not have a big headquarters. Instead, their headquarters were spread all over different areas in Rodu.

Those with the black market tablet would be allowed to enter the headquarters, and could request the black market launch a mission, or accept the missions launched by others.

To be safe, Mag did not use the tablet of the man from last night. Instead, he bought a new tablet from the Information Center, which was equivalent to obtaining a new identity in the underground world. Anyone could accept the missions in the black market, and there were no restrictions. They only cared about the result and the reward.

This was no doubt good news to Mag. Mag went to the closest black market contact point.

It was a rather run-down house. After showing his tablet and entering, Mag collected a broken mask and wore it. After that, he followed a chap clad in a black robe, and entered an underground tunnel. After walking through the long tunnel, a spacious hall appeared.

There were quite a lot of people in the hall, and they appeared rather ferocious. They had obvious physical characteristics, so the masks on their faces were just for show.

Those who roamed the world would more or less wish they could gain some fame, so they would always dress up in a peculiar way so that they could be recognized the moment they appeared.

For example, Mag’s attention was immediately drawn to the lady in front with a large sunflower on her shoulder. Mag was thinking if the sunflower seeds would be bigger than walnuts.

On the wall at the side, there was a list of missions written by hand. The people in the hall were all looking at the missions while considering which one they should take up.

There was a wooden plaque beside each mission. Taking the wooden plaque would mean that you accepted the mission. There was only one mission slot in each contact point. Therefore, when a high-reward mission appeared, a fight breaking out for the mission would be quite common. Mag went over to glance at the missions. There were many strange missions. Killing someone took up around a third of the list, and there were other requests, such as to buy the pups of magic beasts, elf maids, succubus ladies, goblin lolitas…

Wait, the one who posted the last one had a rather peculiar taste? Mag looked away, and went to the mission exchange hall at the side. He raised the black curtain, and a tunnel appeared. There were two men in black robes standing in front of the tunnel. They reached out to stop Mag.

Mag pulled out a black tablet from his pocket, and threw it over.

One of the men in black robes checked the tablet and nodded. He returned the tablet and stepped aside, indicating that Mag could pass. The end of the tunnel was a black metal door. Mag walked to the door, and it started opening inward slowly. Inside were a window, a wall, and a hole the size of a head. It was pitch-black behind the hole, and there was a wooden stool placed in front of the window.

“Brave mercenary. What mission have you completed?” A hoarse voice came from behind the wall.

“Kidnapped a woman.” Mag took a seat on the wooden stool, and threw that tablet into that black hole. He looked as if he did not care, but was actually carefully observing the hole.

A working place could not be in complete darkness, of course. That was just a very high-level illusion.

“Alright. Please hold on. We have to check.” The hoarse voice sounded before silence fell.

About 15 minutes later, the hoarse voice sounded again. “Apologies for the wait. After checking, we’ve ascertained that the owner of Titan Tavern was indeed captured. It seems she’s in your hands.

“But this is just part of the mission. A pity you did not complete the mission of burning the cellar and tavern down. According to the rules, you can only get half the reward.” “I… did… did light them on fire,” Mag spat out. “Oh, you did set it on fire, but it was put out by the owner of the tavern in front. If there is a need, you can always launch a revenge mission,” the voice said in a rather light-hearted way.

“It’s… It’s okay.” Mag raised his brow. This black market… is really good at making business?

“This is the deposit of 250,000 and the time and location of the transaction. We will inform the owner. However, we cannot guarantee that you will be able to receive the rest of your reward.” A black money pouch and a piece of paper appeared from the black hole.

“Alright.” Mag picked up the heavy money pouch and paper, and left.

After leaving the black market, Mag found an alley to check the money pouch. It was all golden dragon coins inside. 250 of them in total.

After that, he unfolded the piece of paper. On it were the words: run-down house with tiled roof at the end of Tulou Alley in the west of the

city.

Mag kept the paper, kept his disguise, and stopped a horse-drawn carriage at the alley. He went straight to Tulou Alley in the west of the city.

“It’s almost impossible to see anyone here, but there is quite a lot of scum. What are you doing here, Sir?” the coachman asked as he glanced at the run-down alley after he took Mag’s money.

“Here to meet a friend.” Mag jumped down the horse-drawn carriage with a smile, and watched it drive off. After that, he walked leisurely towards Tulou Alley that was three streets down.

The western side of Rodu was slums, and the vicinity of Tulou Alley was even more deserted. The sides of the streets were run-down and filled with houses falling apart. Weeds were growing by the side of the road, and it was almost impossible to see a human.

To be able to find such a deserted place in Rodu showed that this was not the first day the other party had thought of it.

Mag flipped over a few courtyard walls, and came to Tulou Alley. He stood outside, and did not walk in straight away.

No one? Mag stood outside for a while with a puzzled look. Interesting. It seems we still have to act it all out to lure the snake out of the hole.