The warrior's gaze landed on a substantial building adorned with a sign proclaiming "Bill, parliament candidate." Considering this a crucial lead, he pushed open the weighty doors and entered, prepared to unravel the mysteries ahead.

Inside, the dimly lit interior revealed a scene of turmoil. Two menacing thugs were menacingly confronting a frightened man, their voices filled with threats. Acting without hesitation, the warrior swiftly and precisely intervened. In a single fluid motion, he expelled the thugs from the building, leaving them sprawled on the cobblestone street outside.

As the dust settled and the room fell silent, the man who had been threatened regarded the warrior with awe and astonishment. Curiosity overcame him, and he mustered the courage to inquire about the imposing figure who had effortlessly dispatched the thugs without drawing his sword.

However, the warrior, true to his composed nature, refrained from engaging in idle conversation. Instead, he conveyed his purpose to the defenseless man, explaining what he sought.

"I'm in search of a parliament man named Turux. Do you know him?"

The man's astonishment deepened, but recognizing an opportunity in this unusual encounter, he offered his assistance.

"Listen, I know who you're looking for, but why are you looking for him?"

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"That's not important," replied the warrior sternly.

Sensing a shared enemy, the man proposed collaboration to help the warrior find his target.

"If we work together, I can assist you in locating the man you seek. It would be a win-win for both of us."

The warrior harbored no suspicion; in fact, the man seemed pleased by the warrior's words.

"What do you know about him?"

Turning his back, the man revealed a hidden painting behind a curtain. The painting contained extensive research and estimates.

"I have everything you might need, but the real challenge is that I don't know his face or whereabouts."

Seeing the warrior's furrowed brow, Bill, the man, continued to speak, attempting to ease the situation.

"I understand it's not great news, but I can determine his location."

"How?" inquired the warrior.

"Tonight, there's a ball at the parliament building. All the candidates and their friends are invited. Fortunately, I'm one of the candidates. This could be our best chance to find him."

"What if I prefer a direct approach?"

"You can't. There are over a hundred soldiers in the building, and attempting to attack a man you don't know will only make him escape. I don't know how matters are resolved where you're from, buddy, but here, people are elusive. Once you catch their eye, you're unforgettable."

Bill then spoke earnestly, gesturing to the warrior's attire.

"But it'll be exceedingly difficult for you to enter with your current clothing style. We need to outfit you appropriately."

"Why are you helping someone you don't know?"

"You didn't know me either, yet you still helped. Besides, the people in parliament are unjust, and I want to put an end to this for our people."

With a shared understanding and a common goal, the two now knew what needed to be done.