At this point, Linsey specifically paused, pulling the candy from her lips with a crisp "pop," leaving a clear, lotus root-like trail of moisture.
"What do you mean?" Durin asked calmly.
His left fingertips glowed with magic, constructing a magical circuit, transforming into arcane energy, capturing elemental particles in the air like fireflies, and filling the magical circuit with fire elements.
"Hey, hey! Don't be nervous, put away your magic. I don't want to blow this place up." Linsey's expression changed, and she quickly interjected, a friendly smile appearing on her face, and she softly said, "Durin, you've actually become a Mage? Then I must also tell you that my instruments here are very precious. If you break one, you'll be burdened with huge debt."
"No, a Mage Apprentice, but I'm one step away from becoming a Mage," Durin shook his head and replied.
Linsey showed a look of sudden realization, then thoughtfully sized Durin up and down, before a brilliant smile appeared on her face as she explained, "It's simple. Not long after you left Zaun, Silco sent people to find me. They wanted information about you from me, but I'm in the intermediary business, and the biggest taboo in this industry is selling customer information. We must adhere to professional ethics."
After a slight pause and a sip of the ice water on the table, Linsey continued, "Otherwise, how would those customers trust your character? Without trust, wouldn't business just dry up? So I refused to answer. Anyway, I have a boss behind me, so Silco can't do anything to me."
Hearing this, Durin withdrew the magic from his body; he didn't want to incur debt. Besides, making a commotion would indeed attract the gang managers of the market in the building.
"Thank you for your kindness, but I still want to meet that poster," Durin said.
"Then I need to warn you, the person who posted the missing person notice is from the Silco Family. Her identity is not ordinary, and no one dares to provoke her. If you're thinking of deceiving her to gain Silco's friendship, I advise you to drop that idea. The last person who tried that was tied to a rocket launcher and sent into the sky to become fireworks."
Linsey warned finally, then changed the subject, extending an olive branch, "Why don't you consider joining my boss? He's from Noxus."
"The world is vast, there's always a place for you, such as Noxus, which values strength above all else. As long as you join my boss, he will definitely arrange for you to enter Ravenbloom Academy and help you become a Mage."
"Hmm... let me think about it," Durin nodded, indicating that he would consider it.
He realized that her identity might not be as simple as it seemed on the surface. Serving Noxus, and being an intermediary responsible for collecting various information—could she be a Noxus Warmasons?
But Noxus Warmasons always operate in pairs, responsible for collecting various useful intelligence and reporting it to their superiors in Noxus. Or is she just a simple intermediary serving a certain Noxus family?
Durin was unsure, and he dared not easily step into the great vortex of Noxus; the waters there were much deeper than those of the Twin Cities.
"Alright, I'll use the speaking tube to notify them. Don't worry, I'll speak in front of you."
As soon as she finished speaking, eight strong mechanical arms suddenly emerged from Linsey's hooded jacket. From their appearance, they looked very realistic, made of steel and other metals, with a smooth and shiny metallic surface, emitting a silvery-white light.
Each mechanical arm was composed of many small metal components and could move and extend flexibly like a real spider.
In his impression, the blue-haired girl's original eight mechanical arms were made of brass, full of the rough style of Alchemy. But now, these looked more like Hextech, exuding an overall rigorous, ornate, and grand style.
It was as if it had suddenly crossed an entire dimension, somewhat out of place in Zaun, an Undercity where steampunk and Alchemy had reached their peak.
One of the mechanical arms pulled open a drawer, then took out a dark blue speaking tube from it. After unscrewing one end, accompanied by the sound of gears turning, a small microphone popped out as a recording device.
"Hello, hello, hello. Regarding your previous missing person notice, I have an informant here who says they know the exact whereabouts of Vi Olay. They say she's not dead, and they want to meet you alone to talk about some things. The meeting place is the abandoned arcade where you usually play. Are you interested in finding out?"
After speaking, Linsey re-closed the speaking tube, then the mechanical arm tapped the speaking tube.
After waiting for a while, the Bell Rat, who also worked as a delivery person, emerged from the speaking tube again. Upon seeing the speaking tube thrown to it, it quickly jumped up, hugged the speaking tube with both hands, and stuffed it into its backpack.
"Zaun Undercity, speaking tube 421," Linsey instructed.
The Bell Rat, wearing a face-fitting filter-type mechanical respirator, shook its small head up and down, its fan-like ears flapping back and forth with its nodding motion, then it scurried and re-entered the speaking tube.
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