"Here you are, young man, sit down. ”

"Hello, Mr. Butler. Excuse me. ”

"No, I'm glad you're here. ”

The old butler entertained Assas with a smile, and in this courtyard, where there were no other members and few visitors, the old butler was very happy to have a guest from his hometown. He looked at Assas more like an old man looking at his children and grandchildren, full of kindness and love.

This smile even made Assas feel a little guilty - after all, he came this time to be tempted,

"The days of being a mercenary? Ah, that's a long time ago. Hearing Assas's question, the old butler gave a look of remembrance, "I became a trainee ranger when I was twenty years old, and then I registered as a mercenary in the town. Our town is a very ordinary town, there are not many monsters, there are no thieves, and there are only some chores to be done by mercenaries every day. I still loved fighting, so I left town and went to the city of Sauvis. ”

"At that time, I was already well-known in the town, but when I arrived in Sauvis City, I realized that there were black iron mercenaries everywhere, and the bronze steps could not be looked at. I have worked in obscurity in Sovis on missions, hunting monsters, being wounded, and making a fortune. I became a safari at the age of thirty-five, and I knew that this was the end of my career as a professional. I still hunted monsters in obscurity, did quests, saved up a sum of money, and left Sovis - why did I leave Sovis? Hehe, I forgot, it's been so many years. ”

And then I lived like an ordinary man, and I married and had children in Randmont, and lived a few decades of peace. My wife died before me, I didn't like the noise of Landmont, and my children bought me a house here. He worked in Landmont, was very busy, and rarely went home, and when Mr. Chris was elected mayor three years ago, he became busy and hired me to take care of his yard. This is the ordinary life of an old man, hehe, and there is no reference value. ”

"These precious memories are priceless to you. Assas said.

"Hehe, memories, an eighty-nine-year-old man, what else can be left but memories. The old butler smiled and shook his head, "Maybe there are some useless knowledge and life experiences. Ask whatever you want, kid, and I hope what I know can help you. ”

The old butler seemed to be genuinely fond of Assas, and answered every question he had seriously.

Assas then asked the question really seriously. In the past ten years, he has received a real aristocratic education, although there is also a teaching of mercenary knowledge (but I think it is too much, aristocratic education will actually teach children how to be a good mercenary), but after all, it is only some theoretical knowledge, and after really being a mercenary for a few months, Assas feels that he still does not understand a lot of things. Especially when their itinerary and experience completely deviate from the trajectory of normal mercenaries, he needs to know the knowledge that "ordinary" mercenaries must master.

"This elemental lamp...... Is it a new model?"

As he spoke, Arthas suddenly picked up the lamp on the table with curiosity. It was a nice little thing, with a lamp holder just enough to hold, and the bulb was carved with petals, but the bulb was smaller than the usual elemental lamp—Assas held it in his hand and looked left and right with interest.

"Maybe it's rare in Yadu, this is a portable lamp that is fashionable in Landmont, and it looks a little more beautiful. The old butler smiled and said, "And it's not expensive." ”

"Really, I always feel like I don't feel safe......

Assas shook and flipped the switch.

The lights are not on.

"Hmm, what's going on......"

He held up the lamp bead, but at that moment, there was a sudden abnormal elemental fluctuation on the bulb, and the firelight flickered a few times in an orderly manner, and then, the glass carved bulb suddenly exploded!

"Be careful!"

The old man exclaimed, but the next moment, Assas stretched out his hand to block in front of him, and the shards of glass that shot out hit his unprotected palm, and blood flowed immediately - but this also protected the old butler, and the most dangerous shards did not hit the old butler's face, but Assas did not have time to dodge, and a clear wound was cut by the shrapnel on his face, and blood gushed from his palm.

"This ...... Don't move, I'll get you the potion and bandages!What's the matter, isn't this a safety bulb......"

The old butler seemed a little frightened, and after a long time, he turned pale and went to the back room in a panic to look for medicine. With the lampholder in his hand, Assas breathed a sigh of relief and fell into a deep sense of guilt.

Tempting such a kind old man, he also bears huge psychological pressure in his heart. Fortunately, the old housekeeper was not injured.

"It's really just the reaction speed of an ordinary old man......"

Assas pondered silently.

The old butler didn't lie, even if he used to be a bronze ranger, but he was already old, his strength was less than the silver level, and ordinary humans only had a lifespan of more than one hundred and twenty years, and the eighty-nine-year-old butler had entered the twilight of his life, and there was not much professional strength left - just now he used a medium-grade fire elemental spar to cause elemental resonance and caused a small accident, the old man didn't react at all, if he didn't reach out to block it, the old butler would definitely be injured.

It's not the same as last night's thing.

"Isn't that Mr. Butler......? Is there another possibility?"

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The other side.

Del Cora walked the path of the previous night for the third time, then stopped outside the town's walls and sighed.

"No trace? How did he do it?"

Combat requires the use of power, and the use of power leaves traces - melee class battles leave devastation and sword energy residues, magic class battles leave areas of elemental disorder that last for a day or two, and even arcane magic leaves obvious mental ripples near the caster. But Delkora searched three times along the route of last night's escape, and found no trace of that thing except for a string of wind elemental tracks left by his own magic.

"Is that really just a melee class, but how does his body fly?Is there any magic, even if the soul body flies, it will leave traces of death energy......"

But there really is nothing.

Del Cola had to give up the search.

He actually knew that the most likely place to leave traces of battle was the battlefield near the student camp, where the enemy had fought fiercely and had been attacked, and there was every reason for the remnants to exist - but Del Cora had no idea of the past.

Just kidding, the two golden steps are waiting to catch themselves with red eyes, and then they will throw themselves into the net, isn't this creating trouble for Satya?

The main reason is that the life form of that thing is completely beyond the scope of current life cognition, and all the anomalies shown by the other party are based on its own strange characteristics, which makes the investigation much more difficult. Unless you catch the other person, who knows what it is? I don't even know the details of him, how can I investigate and investigate?

"We'll have to wait for the results of the investigation on the Assas side. Hopefully he doesn't have a problem. ”

After a silent prayer in his heart, he turned and entered the town, ignoring the strange looks of the guards, and turned to go straight to Richard's house.

He really wanted to know why this Mister of the Abyss Card hadn't shown up at such a critical time last night—hadn't noticed? A Holy Magister might not have noticed the fierce battle last night?

He didn't think that the other party would really be angry because his father had won a game against him and not save himself - he was a saint after all, and no matter how bad his temper was, he would not joke or retaliate against such things. Besides, last night, it was after he came to invade his spiritual world that he suddenly had the idea to find clues, and then a series of things happened. It was hard for him to believe that what had happened last night had nothing to do with that Mr. Richard Bryant.

The door to Richard's house was open, but closed. Del Cora wanted to push the door in like he had done last time, but considering the other party's foul temper, he still flexed his finger and knocked three times politely.

No one responded.

He knocked three more times.

Still haven't returned.

He reached for the door, and the door opened, the décor was the same, but there was no one in the room.

"Did you really leave? and didn't come back all night?"

Delkora looked at the still bright elemental lights in the room and pouted, only to feel that things were getting bigger.

"What the hell did he find, so that he didn't show up at such a crucial scene last night?"

There is only one possibility. It is even said that he had already guessed what might happen in the future to a certain extent, so he used that conversation to lure Del Cola to go out to investigate, and with the ability to find trouble on his own, the problem will definitely find his head very easily-

He couldn't help but hold his forehead and sigh.

What a goddamn bloodline talent.

"It's just that not only him, but the 'protector' didn't make a move last night...... Then it seems that things are really still under control, and only I am confused...... What the hell is going on......"

He muttered, staying still, and exited the room.

It seems that there really is no clue here.

"There is also a student camp and the mayor's house...... Damn, those two teachers might want to leave with their students, and I hope they don't have that choice. My dear Mr. Richard Bryant, Honorable Saint-Order Hero, Abyss Card, where the hell are you...... I need your help now, give me a hint......"

Delkora sighed and left the courtyard.