Chapter Fifty-Six

Chapter Fifty-Six.

"I'm here to buy a Migfa Wine and Iris steak." I repeated.

"Hahaha! Migfa wine... did you hear that? Migfa wine!” A drunkard nearby laughed out loud, I just maintained my smile and looked at the tavern owner.

"Innocent, naive! Are you both stupid?"

And everyone in the tavern started laughing.

Zen remained very calm as if nothing was going on there. He was just looking at the owner.

When the owner saw us calm and was not agitated. He gradually breathed a sigh and tried to smile.

Asking for a migfa wine was a secret code that the underground black market had come up with to avoid the law enforcers and the churches.

Black Market is always present everywhere you go, not just because you haven't seen them nor know their existence, they are not active.

How did I know this code and information?

I got it from Margo, the dwarf. He said, most of the things and weapons they have made were sold to the black market. But that's not what I'm looking at.

I need information.

"And I