After eating until he was full, Ning left the place and went to the area with the guards.
He went to find the two guards that were part of the Shadow Pavillion and made them go to Fiona to confess everything.
After that, he exercised for a bit to loosen his body before going to his room to wait.
Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. Ning opened it to see Fiona outside.
"Oh, hey. What are you doing here?" he asked.
"Did you do it?" she asked.
"Uh… if you mean about the assassins, then yes," Ning said with a smile.
"How?" Fiona asked.
"I have my ways," Ning said.
"Tell me how then," Fiona asked with an annoyed face.
"Will you tell me how you can go invisible?" Ning asked.
Fiona stopped speaking. "Are you a member of the Shadow Pavillion too?" she asked.
"What? No," Ning said. "Why would you even think that?"
"Because you know about the members of that organization," Fiona said.
"Hmm, did you not interrogate them yet?" Ning asked with a confused face.
"I did, at the police station and those two guards as well. I didn't know they had already infiltrated the palace," Fiona said.
"Well don't worry, those are the only two," Ning said. "So, from your interrogation, you should have learned that the Pavillion members have no idea who the other people are, right?"
"Unless they are forced to work together on a mission, they will have no idea," Ning said.
"Sigh, you're right," Fiona thought and shook her head. "I don't know how you did it, but good work. Thanks to you, tomorrow's event will be safe."
Ning simply smiled and said nothing.
"I have something to do right now, so… uh, can you…" Ning asked.
"Uh, yes. I will leave," Fiona said and walked away. She couldn't just keep the information to herself and needed to pass it along to Tim, who managed the guards and probably even the Emperor so that he was aware of it all.
Ning went back to his room and lay on the bed. He hadn't lied to Fiona to get rid of her. He really did have something to do. Only, he needed to wait a bit longer.
* * * * *
A man walked out of the train around the evening time and looked around. He was in his mid 30s, and was wearing a long overcoat with a briefcase in his hand. He had a black hat on him that seemed to disappear in the night.
He took out a cigarette and used a lighter to light it. His face lit up to show the thick beard that was on his face.
He blew out the smoke and started walking out. He looked around the dark city and walked towards a certain hotel.
"Hello, I booked a room," the man said with a rough voice.
"May I know what name you booked it under, sir?" the lady at the register asked.
"Elijah Goldilock," the man said.
The lady nodded and checked for the name. "It is there, sir. May I know how long you want to keep it for?" she asked.
"Just for tonight," the man said.
The lady took his information and registered the room under his name. The man took the keys and asked, "did someone leave something under my name?"
"Hmm, let me check, sir," the lady took out a record and started checking.
"Ah, yes. Here it is," she said and went to get a parcel for him. The man took the parcel and went up to his room
As soon as he walked in, he locked the door and found a chair to lodge under the handle. Once that was done, he immediately tossed aside his suitcase that was just there for a show.
The suitcase had random papers in it as a mislead in case someone checked it. He never came here with anything of importance in the first place.
He opened up the parcel and took out the bunch of papers. The papers were nothing but news articles, but none of the news seemed to correlate to one another.
The man started by making two different piles. He would keep the first and second paper on one pile, and the third on a different one.
Once that was done, he would only read the second pile with the 3rd paper, and even there, he would only use the single letter that was underlined. Furthermore, he would have to go through the entire list of pages to just list out the first letter, before moving on to the second one.
He took out a black piece of paper and started writing down what was being said.? Soon, he got the information he wanted.
Princess Elizabeth will be donating food to the beggars and poor folks in the slum. She will have a lot of guards around her, one of which is understood to be considered very strong. Be careful of the person named Ning.
Our information says he is likely an Invoker Aether King, which was why you were given the job.
This job requires many people to be completed successfully, so you will have to work with your comrades. You can meet them in the Grapevine Pub. Ask the bartender for a whiskey with sweet ice in it.
The rest of the information will be provided by your comrades tomorrow.
The man immediately crumbled the piece of paper and lit it on fire. He then tossed it into the trash before tossing it in the other newspapers as well.
It seemed the job was a bit more difficult than he had first expected. The princess' guards might be more of a problem than he had thought.
* * * * * *
Ning laid on his bed with his eyes closed, waiting for it to happen. Just then, the system spoke.
<A person had entered the hotel room registered under Elijah Goldilock>
"He's here huh?" Ning thought with a smile. He had been waiting for him ever since he learned that someone big was coming later that night.
"Alright, let's go see him."
