Late at night, the inhabitants of other cities have long gone to sleep, and for the inhabitants of Ignaz, the glamorous nightlife has just begun.

Under the bright lights, all kinds of charms are constantly staged.

With circuses performing, bards plucking harps, adventurers changing glasses, neighbors chatting, and the whole city of Ignaz brings Rainard enthusiasm and unrestrainedness.

But for the poor, it's still full of malice.

"The pears from the Dongtu Continent are delicious and delicious, and they only cost sixty copper plates per catty. "The dried fruits from Middle-earth are extremely crispy, only two silver coins per catty, and the quantity is scarce, so you can buy them as soon as possible. ”“......”

Fortunately, the poor did not include Renard, who was fascinated by the beauty of the streets and tasted the ultimate deliciousness.

Just as he turned a corner, an emaciated figure suddenly crashed into his arms, spilling the newly purchased coconut water and falling to the ground.

Although his strength has improved a lot before, this hit is really not light, Renard only felt a faint pain in his shoulder, and couldn't help but scold: "Are you blind?"

However, the other party didn't say anything, didn't even apologize, just lowered his head and quickly rushed into the crowd and disappeared.

Looking at the figure in a hurry to move away, Renard immediately reached for his money bag, fortunately it was still there, he spat on the ground fiercely, and cursed: "I wish you to hit the wall and die." ”

The guards who were patrolling the night happened to see this scene, and immediately stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and said in a gentle tone: "Spitting will be fined ten copper plates." ”

Renard: "......"

After admiring the alternative atmosphere of the city, his mood was so bad that he swore in his heart that if he met that person again, he would beat him half to death.

People in the city are still enjoying the glitz and drunkenness, but as everyone knows, the conspiracy is quietly unfolding.

At the very top of the city of Ignaz, where you can see the beautiful scenery within a radius of tens of miles, the castle of Lord Ian Wollaston was built.

At night, the castle is silent, and the atmosphere is eerie and somewhat scary.

At some point, the sound of clattering footsteps began to echo in the long corridor, and with the dim light, the terrifying atmosphere was set off to the extreme.

Voices rang from far and near, and two figures appeared in the dim light.

The one leading the way with the candlestick in front of him seemed to be a butler, well-dressed and energetic, while the person who followed behind was bent over, and the whole person was immersed in darkness and could not see clearly.

If Renard had been here, he would have recognized him by his body and clothes, this is the man who almost knocked himself down.

In Earl Ian Wollaston's study, even if a luxury such as a magic chandelier was turned on, it still could not dispel the darkness in it.

Two heavily armed soldiers stood on either side of the study's door, not moving at all, like a fine work of art used by nobles for decoration.

There was silence in the study, and I was afraid that anything falling on the floor could be heard clearly.

The atmosphere was extremely oppressive, but it was quickly broken by a knock on the door: "Lord Earl, Mr. Fink asks for a meeting." ”

After a while, Earl Ian, who was resting on the sofa, slowly opened his eyes and said in a lazy tone, "Let him in." ”

After speaking, the door was gently pushed open, and the figure following behind the butler flashed in, and then saluted respectfully: "Lord Earl." ”

Earl Ian held the teacup in his hand, poured the tea, lifted a piece of tea and put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, letting the bitter taste spread in his mouth: "Mr. Fink, did you find it?"

"Found it. The man known as Fink bowed and replied.

"How many people?" Count Ian spat out the tea residue in his mouth, and his brow couldn't help but wrinkle, as if he was not very satisfied with the taste of the tea.

Seeing this, Fink bowed even more thoroughly, almost showing an incredible one hundred and eighty degrees: "About sixteen people." ”

"Probably?" muttered Earl Ian.

Fink shuddered suddenly, shook his teeth, and said, "It's sixteen people, and there was an adventurer who followed them, but they separated after entering the city, maybe they just happened to walk together, and it had nothing to do with them." ”

Count Ian nodded slightly, picked up a few stacks of white paper on the desk and threw them in front of the other party: "Determine who there is." ”

Hearing this, Fink immediately leaned over and looked through it, carefully distinguishing it for a long time, and finally took out sixteen portraits of the characters and handed them back to the other party: "These are the people." ”

Earl Ian lit a cigar and slowly flipped through the smoke: "Duke, Wolf, Spencer......"

He could clearly pronounce a name every time he opened a portrait of a person, and finally his eyes fixed on the portrait of a beautiful woman, took two puffs of his cigar, and said, "Sylvia." ”

If someone hears the name, or sees the task on this portrait, they will be shocked.

Sylvia Hope, the sister of the current king, has her head and name clearly engraved on Arthur's Kingdom silver coins.

Known as the jewel of Arthur's kingdom since birth, Sylvia is the sister of her contemporary majesty, with dazzling beauty, a rich family business, noble blood, and wisdom that no ordinary person can match.

She was the ideal wife for almost all unmarried men in Arthur's kingdom, and even many princes and nobles in neighboring countries admired her.

However, at this time, there was no admiration or respect on Earl Ian's face, and some were only deeply jealous.

He took off the cigar in his mouth and pressed it hard on the portrait, his expression flashed with incomparably hideous: "Damn woman, are you going to train Your Majesty to be a dictator?"

When Fink saw his expression, he couldn't help but shudder, and asked in a trembling voice, "Lord Earl, do you want to do something?"

Earl Ian took a deep breath, tucked himself into the soft sofa, and asked, "Where are they now?"

Fink bowed and replied, "Back to the Earl, it's in the Sword and Rose Inn." ”

"Are you sure?" Earl Ian's eyes flashed again, like a beast that chooses people to devour.

"Yes...... Yes. Fink replied tremblingly, "I've had it checked many times, and I've made two trips myself, so I can't make a mistake." ”

Earl Ian's eyebrows were very obviously raised, and he pondered for a long time, and he ordered: "Very good, you go down first and wait for my instructions, and remember to report anything to me in time." ”

Fink bowed again and stepped back unconventionally.

The dimly lit study fell silent again, except for the sound of Earl Ian's heavy breathing, which was evident that the lord of great power was not at peace with his heart.