Kana led a few people to wander on the street.
"In what form would it be best to set up a base for the Night Watchers?" Looking at the surroundings, Lurik couldn’t help but mutter to himself.
Kana already had an idea about this.
"Of course, it’s a tavern. There’s nothing easier to construct a base than a tavern," Kana said directly.
At this time, undoubtedly, taverns are something that almost every city has.
And taverns attract a lot of social drifters, which leads to a mix of good and bad people.
If you are willing to run a tavern well, then some quite wealthy merchants or not so favored nobles will also be in it.
This will lead to even more mixed gatherings, with information being exchanged from time to time.
For Night Watchers who need to hide around, this is indeed a very good location to construct a point.
Moreover, most taverns sometimes have the function of an inn.
Hearing Kana’s words, everyone looked at him.
"Will it work?" Bobo asked with some doubt.
After all, wanting to run a tavern isn’t that easy.
Each tavern in the city can be said to be closely related to the construction of the city.
Wanting to build a tavern isn’t that easy.
"Have you forgotten? We have Dwarves and a large amount of food, and a Commerce Association that will be formed later."
The combination of these three greatly increases the probability of starting a tavern.
"There’s no drink more delightful than Dwarven ale, especially the beer that the lower classes love to drink."
Elf wine is also good, but you have to know that, apart from the nobles, no one can afford Elf wine.
"Gray Mountain Dwarves have brewing skills, Half-Elves can provide enough food, with great recipes and culinary skills, the Commerce Association’s transportation routes can deliver these to taverns everywhere."
Lurik’s eyes became brighter as he spoke.
Getai couldn’t help but say, "Then won’t the Night Watchers in charge of the bases be able to drink freely?"
For a moment, he became a bit excited, as if he was already envisioning the future.
"Dream on." Bobo said without hesitation.
But Kana smiled and said, "However, if each tavern has a Dwarf, it would indeed make the Dwarven beer in the tavern more authentic, wouldn’t it?"
That indeed made sense.
For those ordinary civilians, no advertisement is as appealing as having a real Dwarf working in the tavern.
If it’s the owner, then that’s even better, after all, Dwarves are known for their stubbornness but rarely engage in deceit.
This is the best billboard.
As they walked and chatted, they even started discussing where in the city it would be better to build a tavern.
The discussion grew more heated, and Kana had to interrupt them: "Although dreaming is nice, our primary target right now is still those Cultists."
Lawrence began to take action.
Under the Prince’s orders,
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Cook it into porridge and start distributing it in the refugee camp.
A bowl of hot porridge made the refugee camp boil over.
Even made the refugees start fighting for it, forcing the Guards to maintain order, wasting a long time before order was restored.
Standing behind Kana, Alyris couldn’t help but say, "This Prince seems a bit immature."
But he appeared to be a bit older than His Highness.
"But he has a lot of potential, doesn’t he?" Kana said with a smile.
As the hot porridge began to be distributed,
refugees started to line up.
Some members of the Holy Light Church also began to move through the refugee camp. It must be said that most of these refugees still have faith in the Holy Light Church.
Seeing their arrival, some refugees even began to pray.
Facing these Church members, while treating and asking questions, some refugees were quite forthcoming.
Having hope makes everything better.
Soon, the action stirred up the Cult Members among the refugees.
Kana could see various red dots on the map, moving around constantly, and then gathering in small clusters.
After gathering, they scattered, distributed in different places.
"The operation seems to be going smoothly," George said.
These Cultists didn’t dream that their every move was being watched clearly.
They believed they were well hidden, gathering everywhere.
The Church members and the stall distributing hot porridge dispersed.
Although many refugees hadn’t received any, the Prince promised to continue tomorrow.
And those scattered Cultists quickly gathered as night fell.
Today’s action made them a bit panicked.
And the Night Watchers had already started keeping an eye on them.