"I mean, I'm annoyed this time. ”

Timod's deep voice came from outside the door, mixed with the impatient footsteps of two people.

"I'm not bothered? This time the matter was so big that it alarmed the administrator of the capital. It wouldn't be fine if it was limited to military investigators, and if there was a problem, it would have been pushed to the enemy country in the south. If they were able to get those 'birdmen' out there, they must have mastered other messy sorcery as well. But now that a few of the Empire's elite soldiers have died, the commanders of the southern army are furious. If there is another person in the capital, our town of Shamonta will also be taken over by the military. Shamon said with a look of frustration.

Although he was not of the same fat stature as some of the administrators, and was relatively well maintained, he was also out of breath under the impatient running and debating just now.

"There's no way to get rid of it now. Although it is necessary for us to blame this matter on the Flame Empire, it is necessary. And it's not impossible to push it to the Cruster Empire, but after all, we report some of the results of past investigations. Otherwise, the capital would not have been just for Kyle's administrator's men. I think the kid who came here is still easy to deal with, just send him something. I know what people like when they study mysteries, and the things I gave him must be enough for him. Timod said, a smile on his face.

Even though he still had some not-so-obvious scars on the corners of his mouth and his left hand was still hanging from a white bandage, it looked like it was broken, but he still wanted to persist in dealing with this not easy thing.

"The ruins here cannot be interfered with by outsiders, this is the consensus of you and me, and the consensus of this city for generations. It was repeatedly established as early as when my father was alive. You, Timod Socrates, are also a member of the second largest family in the Empire, and although you may be a side branch, you could go to the capital for a good job if you wish, but you choose to stay here and do an unknown and even misunderstood study. ”

"yes. Timod nodded heavily.

"And I've been the mayor of Shamonta for twenty years. In the administrative system of the Empire, it is easy to get promoted to the rank of village chief, town mayor, mayor, and eventually other positions in the Imperial system. After all, in my hands, the town of Shamonta has grown from a small township to a medium-sized city with military capabilities, and it is possible for me to go to the capital to become a minister, but I still choose to stay here. You do it for your research, I do it for my purposes. We're all trying to keep the weird aura from spreading here for the time being. If we were to be replaced by another mayor, and at the instigation of some people, we would probably be even more chaotic than the country to the south. Shamon said meaningfully, sighing.

"Alright, don't talk about these unpleasant things. I got a message early in the morning that the branch leader of the Holy Flame Guild was coming back to us. He can bring some information about the countries to the south, as well as information about the capital. It was the right thing for you to leave such an intelligence organization here. Timod said with a smile, a genuine smile he hadn't seen since he arrived in Shamonta.

"But there's one more thing you need to be aware of. This time, Kyle is accompanied by the Prime Minister of the Capital, and it seems that they really want you to pass. It's worth thinking about, just like a cake, when you're done eating here, you have to go back and forth somewhere else. Otherwise, you and I will starve to death. In fact, there have been some uninvited guests in the capital these days, and there may be the person you are looking for. Probably not a bad thing to go. Shamon said, taking out a yellow envelope from the part of his jacket and cashmere sweater that was close to him, and handed it to Timod.

This is something that has been common since the establishment of the Imperial postal system thirty years ago.

"I'm not interested. "Timod wants to return him to Shamon.

"Don't be in a hurry to refuse. The Administrator and the Prime Minister's subordinates will see you separately later today, and I would like to see them, and if you are not satisfied, you can burn them. Shamon said, pressing the envelope back into Timod's hand, and turned away from the nondescript residential area of Shamonta.

"Okay. Timod whispered, even though he was sure Shamon wouldn't hear.

It's a humble residential area in the town of Chamonta, and even though it's early in the morning, it's very lively, except for this floor, which belongs to Timod.

Stepping through the crowded, cluttered hallway, Timod tucked the envelope in his pocket, at least superficially, so that no one else could see that there was anything in it.

Knock, knock, knock.

Faced with the heavy wooden door in front of him, which was somewhat dilapidated but still intact, Timod still chose to knock hard.

Seeing that there was no movement inside the door and no one came to open the door, Timod looked a little helpless, so he took out a small silver key from his pocket with difficulty with his right hand, skillfully inserted it into it, and then rotated.

Bang!

After the door was easily opened, Timod didn't have time to change his shoes or put his clothes away, and went straight to the innermost and largest room.

When he pushed the door open in a hurry, he finally saw what he wanted to see.

"You, awake?" asked Timod.

"Where is this?" Wright looked at Timod with some confusion.

"This is my room. You've been asleep for a day. Originally, I wanted to send you to those Imperial Army Hospitalists, but considering the special mission of you and me, and the fact that you don't have the advantage of taking much damage, I still put you here first. If you haven't woken up yet, I think I'll give you to them first. Timod said, sitting straight on the mahogany chair beside him.

"I didn't get hurt?" Wright's anger came out, "but I was pierced through my body by tentacles. ”

"Do you see what wounds you have?" said Timod, gesturing at Wright's abdomen and motioning for him to show it to himself.

"How could it not be, you see. Wright said, lifting up his clothes.

"Actually?" Wright looked at his not-so-white abdomen in some surprise.

Although there were some minor scars and remnants of light-colored blood, the skin on his injured area looked as if it had been reconstructed, and no signs of injury were found.

"Either that birdman didn't want to hurt you, or your ability to recover was beyond my expectations. Of course, since you don't have anything to do, I'm going to give you the first assignment of the Ancient Mystical Clubhouse. Timod said, pulling out a half-palm-sized badge from his pocket and handing it to Wright.

"What is this?" Wright looked closely.

The delicate coat of arms with a half-black background is carved with a flame pattern, but it does present a minimalist style, with only a few graceful lines on the outside, showing the proposition that the badge is a flame that is bound.

Although the minimalist drawings show a lot of information, the material is very ordinary.

Wright guessed that if it was the badge of some kind of organization, then the person who held such a simple material was more like an unappreciated one.

"This is the badge of the Holy Flame Guild. You need to take this and go inside and find someone today. He will provide some guidance for our future research. Of course, you can just say that you are Timod, that is, my subordinate. I think my reputation is enough on their side. Wright said succinctly.

"I don't have a problem, but I ......"

"Weapons, right, the pistol on the table, though I know it's not peaceful here. Timod interrupted.

"No, I mean ......"

"Whoever you find, you just say that you can find the highest researcher of the Holy Flame Guild, and the gatekeepers will take you in. Timod interrupted again.

"I mean......"

"When we get back, we can go to the ruins tomorrow, and it just so happens that the investigators from the capital are coming, and his boss Kyle is the person who has the most research on mysteries in the capital, and he can help us with a lot of clues. Timod interrupted for the third time.

"That's not the point, I mean, I'm hungry!" Wright said helplessly, looking at Timod.

"Okay. Timod smiled helplessly and got up to leave.

I have to say that Timod's accomplishments in cooking are still good, and Wright finally ate some normal and beautiful food after simply eating for more than ten days.

Although the people of the empire in the south were good at cooking a variety of ingredients, especially vegetables.

But this roast leg of lamb that has been roasted with all the fat and still retains its tender taste, and a bowl of soup mixed with vegetables and tofu still made his stomach feel very satisfied.

After wearing the badge as Timod had requested, Wright gave Timod a half-bow and said goodbye, and walked briskly through the residential areas of the town of Shamonta, as well as the central plaza.

Although the central square had been cordoned off for most of the previous two days, he had managed to reach his current first destination from the chaotic sound of horse-drawn carriages and steam cars.

Church of Saint-Ewen, Chamonta Branch.

After the crowd of followers in the early morning service had gone through some seemingly lengthy rituals, Wright ignored anyone, not even the surrounding missionaries, and walked straight to an inconspicuous corner outside the church hall.

It's not the most hidden, but it's rarely visited.

Walking up the stairs, creaking and creaking, and the old wood, Wright finally descended into a vast underground space.

However, before he could get close enough of the noise and bustle coming from a short distance away, he felt as if he had been pushed against some hard tubular object in his back.

Immediately after, a middle-aged man's deep voice came from behind him:

"I advise you not to move, and it is best not to try to draw your gun. My bullets are always fast. As long as you cooperate with me, I believe that your life will not be threatened. ”