Since entering the Dark Calendar, the continent has not been peaceful.

And for Gray Curtain Town, which is located on the border of the mainland, the past two years have been particularly turbulent.

Plagues, famines, monster night attacks.

Some came, some died, and some fled in panic.

Fortunately, the disaster has finally passed, and everything seems to be back to the way it was.

Recently, the monastery has had new troubles.

It's not a big deal, it's just a theft.

In fact, since the restoration of order in Grey Curtain after early spring, this has been happening intermittently.

Every few days, there would be thefts in the backyard kitchen of the monastery, and the thieves would steal no more than a sack of food each time.

At first, the matter did not attract much attention, because only a small part of the rations of orphans and miscellaneous servants were stolen, and they were worthless, and even if they were thrown on the streets outside the monastery, only those who could not survive would pick them up.

Almost everyone in the monastery who is qualified to speak out about the theft has been involved in the discussion.

Everyone agreed that it was not worth paying a large sum of money to invite someone from outside to catch the thief, after all, the thief did not come every day, sometimes four or five days, sometimes seven or eight days, and there was no pattern at all.

The end result of the discussion was vaguely aimed at the orphans and miscellaneous servants at the bottom.

An internal inventory and discipline were put in order, but the cunning thief was still not uncovered.

The food supply of the convent was strictly under the control of the head nun Melissa, and now, someone has challenged her authority and affected the stability of the monastery.

This left the head nun Melissa in a state of extreme irritability for a long time, but unfortunately no matter how much she threw and rolled around and cursed viciously, it was all meaningless, because there was no opponent.

Later, a lock was added to the kitchen door.

It is said that it was built by a certain craftsman in the town, and the quality is excellent, which can prevent people, cats and dogs.

This made the mood of the nuns and deacons very relaxed for a few days.

But soon they couldn't laugh anymore, because the lock was opened and became an ornament, and the theft continued.

Speaking of lockpicking, the eyes of the entire monastery inevitably converged on someone who was the only one associated with the Thieves' Guild.

Bathed in the eyes of everyone's enthusiastic surveillance, Xiugus still looked cynical, with a big grin on the corner of his mouth, and walked proudly, swaggering through the market.

So the matter dragged on half-dead, and became an unsolved mystery of the monastery to this day.

Shortly after dark, a figure appeared outside Melissa's room.

It's still early to fall asleep, and with the weather gradually warming, obese people have always had poor heat tolerance.

The head nun, Melissa, was slumped in a wide and soft chair like a plague pig, one fat hand kept fanning the wind, and her somewhat dull eyes didn't know what she was thinking about.

Perhaps to keep it breathable, the door to the room was in a state of concealment.

"Boom... Boom.... ”

Visitors outside the door did not enter the room directly, but politely made a knock.

Hearing the voice, Melissa propped up her fat head and glanced through the half-open door, and then anger appeared on her face.

"Disgusting rat, get out of here!"

With a friendly smile on his face, Hughgoth squeezed into the room, leaning his arms against the wall next to the old fireplace.

"Dear Elder Nun, I'm actually here to deliver a message. ”

Melissa had a hint of doubt in her eyes, but she didn't speak, just glared at Shogues with disdain, waiting for his next step.

"It's about the theft of food from the monastery, and I know who did it. ”

As he spoke, Shogues duly stretched out a hand and swept it in the air, as if he were holding a heavy money bag.

“...... If the news is unreliable, see how I clean you up then. Melissa turned her head and spat the ground, raised her fat hand and took out a few copper coins from her money bag, and threw them casually, smashing them on the low table in front of her.

Shogues didn't care, he stepped forward and swept the coins on the table into his hand, and carefully picked them up on the ground, before he looked up at Melissa and said:

"It's Thor, Saul Drake. ”

"How can that kind of waste be so daring......" Melissa and Saugues looked at each other, the color of disbelief in their eyes deepening.

"The weaker the outward appearance, the more devil is hidden in the heart. ”

Shogues gave Melissa a meaningful smile in return, and went on to add:

"Actually, it was just an accident, just now, I took a pee on the edge of the cemetery in the backyard, and then happened to see Thor squatting sneakily in the cemetery. Out of curiosity, I snuck some distance closer to him and found him eating. ”

"Of course, I don't guarantee the reliability of the message, I just see it, guess it, and say it, that's all. Maybe he's just eating a small snack he's saved......"

Melissa's eyes rolled twice quickly.

"Squeak. ”

The poor chair let out a groan of pain, and Melissa's fat body finally left, ravaging the floor like a wild boar out of a hole, and the sound of talking was faintly heard in the air.

"Little brute, I'll make him regret living in this world......"

Rushing all the way into the cemetery, Melissa only glanced at Thor's sneaky back.

Perhaps sensing the sound of heavy footsteps approaching behind him, Thor glanced back in horror, then quickly turned back to hide something in the bushes.

Then Thor quickly stood up and faced Melissa tremblingly, as if trying to block the tall and fat figure in front of him.

"Lady Melissa, oh no, Master Nun, you ...... Why are you here?"

"Smack!"

Melissa raised her hand and threw Thor to the ground with a powerful slap.

"Cunning little bastard, let me see what little secret you're hiding. ”

Rushing to where Thor had just crouched, Melissa stretched out her fat feet and pushed the bushes sideways, revealing one of the boxes inside.

The box may seem to be made of wood and not delicate, but it has a very regular square shape.

Complying with her curiosity, Melissa squatted down with some difficulty, picked up the box, and lifted the lid.

"Whew!" Melissa quickly let out an exclamation.

Through the undying resting lamp on the old tree, you can clearly see several layers of cut fish neatly stacked in the box, and the golden yellow fish meat that has been fried and cooked is exuding a refreshing and rich aroma.

It's not a valuable item with real value, but the fish in front of you is enough to be called 'high-end' in the category of food.

The fish on the top edge of the top were missing seven or eight pieces, apparently having gone into Thor's dog's belly.

Melissa gritted her teeth in some distress, then quickly reached out and picked up a few pieces of fragrant fish from the box and threw them into her mouth.