The Exiled First-born of the Noble House. Rising to the Top With the Worthless Skill [Null Poison]

tch store or something and the second floor was the aforementioned bar.

There were stores on third floor and beyond as well.
The third was a dubious one with portraits of women displayed all over, the fourth floor had a store with the words ‘massage’ written in big bold pink letters, an equally dubious one.

All the stores looked dodgy, and I wondered if it was okay to go in even.

Esta though didn’t seem to give a damn about my worries as she boldly entered the building without hesitation.

Climbing the stairs and pushing past the old school wooden doors with [OPEN] written, we entered the bar.

Contrary to its shady exterior, the inside of the bar was pretty fashionable and neat.

And there were quite a lot of people, the atmosphere inside wasn’t bad either.

With how far from the city centre this place was, I thought it’d be filled with nothing but punks and hoodlums to be honest.

“Which one’s the info broker?”

“Wait a second, I’ll go talk to the Bar master.”

Saying that, she went and sat on the bar counter in front of the master and ordered something with 2 silver coins.

Having taken the order, the master poured water in a glass and put it on top of a coaster and handed it to Esta.

Drinking it all in one gulp, she gave a bow and then walked back to me.

“Was that some kind of specific exchange you guys just had?”

“yes, now follow me.”

As said, I followed Esta to a room a door with a hole for mails, and then she inserted the coaster she got through that hole.

After a while, a *clank* sound of the door unlocking was heard and Esta knocked 4 times before entering the room.

“Hello, and welcome……oh, you’re the girl that came a while ago no?”

“It’s been a while.
I wanted some more info so I came yet again.”

“I see.
By the way, how was it? The thing you asked for last time?”

“We were able to find him all thanks to you.
You have my gratitude.”

Sitting inside the dim room was a young man with tattoos all over his body.

His head was shaved and he had tattoos even on his face so it was hard to tell his exact age.

Could be in his twenties or fourties who knows——he had that kind of face.

“Fu fu fu, well good to know.
So what kind of info are you looking for today? I know its not cheap but I’ll tell you anything provided I know of it.”

After the man said that, Esta looked towards me and signalled me to make my question.

And so I began asking that man about whether or not he has any info on Klaus.