In Loki's Honor Life 5 - Chapter 27 - Cloak, Dagger, and a bottle of rum

The gates had no guard detail. They were either open and free to cross or closed and watched. The volu of people going to and fro, carrying goods to be shipped, fresh fish to be sent to outlying settlents, and travelers going on with their day forbade that. And all the shady dealings weren't done through the front gate. The pirates, smugglers, slavers, rogues, thieves, assassins, insurgents, spies, infiltrators, all those had other ways in and out of the city.

In tis of peace, the wall was a re formality. It didn't an they weren't watched. So groups had people watching the gate, using {Appraise} to check for Levels and Classes. I felt a few gazes tracking . A woman without a level wasn't uncommon. It ant it was one that didn't have her first period yet. Given that I aged at one-tenth the speed of others, I looked like I was still fourteen years old.

After I got out of the gated courtyard, I took a street and ducked under the first alley. I just needed to wait for my would-be predators to follow . The alley was a dead-end, just access to so buildings that didn't open to any street. A few minutes, two big n closed the alley behind .

The fairy was ntally smiling. she mock-imitated the System.

"Well, well. Are you lost, girl?" Thug one asked.

I turned around and bead them a smile, "Do you know the way to hell? Because I would be troubled if you got lost on the way there."

I checked their levels. thirty-seven and thirty-five. I put a contract on both of them.

"I love to break little girls like you," Thug two teased.

I raised my hand and a flurry of ice spikes flew toward both of them, launching the couple out of the street. One point seven million Exp. I walked out of the alley and looked around. So other thugs that were at the gate stood there, looking at the scene.

"Next group of dead n, this way," I said and walked back in the alley.

A guy appearing in his forties stopped at the entrance of the alley. "Those were Salvatore's n. You are in trouble, girl." He was level forty-five. He surely had a rank up of both Class and Race.

"Maybe it is Salvatore that's in trouble for drawing my attention. Not many want to be on the Death Princess's bad side. Would you?"

The na-dropping caused him to pause. "Are you her?"

"There are two ways to know. You either test it yourself, or you wait long enough to see if soone else is stupid enough to."

He laughed and bowed. "What brings Your Highness to our humble city?"

"Information. Who is the best information broker in town?"

"I might be able to help you. Na's Sullivan, Your Highness. Above you."