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The sound of breathing of different lengths and the sound of snoring, which Gao Zhuoer considered very rude, echoed one after another in the store.

The tavern maid carried a mop to clean the wooden boards, while the bartender wiped the wooden cups with a black velvet cloth.

The bitter smell and the pungent smell of lamp oil made Leillard a little drowsy,

Finding a random table and ordering a mushroom bread and water, Lillard began to be in a daze.

"Are you Mr. Thorin?"

As Lillard's nose smells more and more intense.

The two drows, who had been following him and had been wandering outside the house for a long time, suddenly began to act after receiving some summons.

"That's right, it's me, who is Your Excellency?"

Crisp, husky voices are not common among drows. However, the black robes they wore were basically known to every citizen and commoner in Egris.

The two-headed silver serpent is wrapped around the cross, which is the emblem of the castle lord's family.

A character who can embroider this logo on a robe.

If it is not the direct retainers and vassals of the city lord, it is the important personnel of many affairs departments directly under the city lord.

The black eyes represent the immediate family, the red eyes represent the military, and the golden eyes represent the Guardian Knights loyal to the House of Actia. The green eyes represent the Inspectorate, a well-known secret service in the city.

Compared with prisons, anyone who enters the Supervision Department and can come out alive is a person who has accumulated virtue in his previous life.

Many people have disappeared into the Ombudsman's Office, and no one knows where they are going.

Over the years, the Aktia family has been responsible for rectifying internal rebellions, eliminating spies, and screening the population, all of which are under the responsibility of the Ombudsman.

Many times, in order to ensure the normal operation of Egris, the Ombudsman will make many people quietly disappear into the entire underground world.

The people who live here have lost count of the number of times they have led the Great Purge.

It is not an exaggeration to say that they are the most terrifying force in Egris.

Subconsciously, the air in the room drops to zero.

The half-elves knelt and listened to instructions from above.

No one has the heart to resist.

Even if the two envoys ordered them to kill themselves, they would not complain.

"It doesn't matter who I am, we're here just to read your order. You have the right to remain silent, but anything you say will be recorded"

The envoy wore a hood, and his voice revealed the slightest refusal, and the others listened with their ears pricked up to hear what was happening here.

"Thorin Hodwards, with immediate effect, by order of Lord Loloni Actia, Deputy Inspector General of the Inspectorate of Agris, you have been transferred to the Fifth Department of the Inspectorate, please come with us to the Knights for the transfer of personnel files."

Leillard looked at the two people in front of him in a daze.

Isn't the Inspectorate a unit that has always specialized in arresting people?

The transfer of people into the hall is also secretly approved.

Where is it read in front of so many people?

The two drows in front of him stood silently in front of Lelard, and the others were trembling and didn't dare to stand up.

The snoring of the drow that had fallen asleep seemed to have disappeared from the room.

Lillard was a little confused. Looking at the bread on the plate, and at the messenger who continued to be silent as a stone, he could only stand up in frustration and follow them to the Knights.

For a lazy person, the same path must be patient, and the speed must be suppressed and walked back and forth three times.

It can make people depressed.

Lazy people want to solve most problems at once, and when they encounter trouble, they will immediately withdraw and leave.

The Inspectorate is the most mysterious unit of Egris, and many of the heirs of the city lord are in charge of the directly subordinate units in various places, and the most capable can sit firmly in the Inspectorate. Every heir who comes to the Ombudsman will try to clear the department he is responsible for, and then go elsewhere to lay eyeliner. If you have the ability, you can also let your opponent's partner fly into oblivion.

Undoubtedly, in Lillard's eyes, this is a gathering place of trouble.

He has thought about going out to do things, and he also thinks that relying on his sense of smell and hearing, which is tens of thousands of times better than that of a hunting dog, he can be very competent for those local security guards or investigation duties. This kind of work is simply picking up money for nothing, and there will be a case handling bonus every month.

If you are diligent, you will have at least four gold coins in a month, which is not much worse than the work of the city guard.

What's more, if Lillard had dealt with those two dwarves in private, he would probably not have to go out to work, and he would be able to eat and die at home for a while.

After everything was broken, Lillard deeply felt that what it meant to be a plan could not keep up with the change.

Following them cautiously, and after completing the procedures at the Order's residence, Lillard was stunned by the efficiency of the Order's Archives and Mission Management Office.

There is no difficulty, and the formal process is done quickly by the bureaucrats with clever use of certain rules.

If Lillard had done it herself, he would have to take days to complete the procedure, which would still be the ultimate that no one could have achieved by delaying it.

After a little sigh, he was led into a five-story gray-brown building.

The building is closely connected to the side facing the lava lake, more like an extended podium, except that the perennial dampness and cold here make the familiar warm and high discomfort extraordinarily uncomfortable, as if two completely different worlds are separated by a wall.

The smell of the building's cold, drab stone columns, gray clumps of rock, and a simple cement-like blender as a binder irritates Lillard's brain.

This rather postmodern, rugged and cold building makes anyone who walks into it subconsciously silent.

The clattering stone corridor was also very unfriendly to say hello.

Lillard didn't feel like he was here to be a clerk.

He's here to be interrogated.

Anxious hope hangs his head to express his helplessness, and in order to match Thorin's character, he must follow him with his head held high and an expression that has seen the world.

The sense of dislocation in Lillard's mind grew worse.

I finally got to a room, and the heavy footsteps finally stopped.

They stood on either side of the door, handing the file bag to Lillard and not moving.

The hoods were pressed so low that Lillard could only see their lips pursed.

Sniffing at the remnants of the air, Leillard couldn't tell their thoughts at all.

This shows that they are completely official and do not have any selfish motives.

Knowing this, he knew that the person who would decide his survival was waiting in the house.

In desperation, he had to push the door in.

The blue lamps burned in the bottles, and the room was even darker because of the color.

As far as the eye could see, there was a nobleman, Drow, holding a book the size of her body, and gently flipping through it.

But her face was languidly relaxed, and the book was of no practical use as a reading to pass the time.

With a snap, she closed the book, and her attention was fully focused on Lillard's face.

"Thorin Hodwards?" the girl on the other side struggled to recognize Lillard's face, and the words were clearer than the face.

"Yes, I'm Thorin Hodwards"

Leillard was startled by the girl in front of him, and his heart almost jumped out.

"No, he's dead, you're an impostor. Although your disguise is ingenious"

The sudden words made Leillard's whole body fall into the ice cave in an instant, he didn't remember any flaws in his body, why was he recognized so suddenly? Is it the smell? or the sound? Or the intonation and choice of words to form sentences?

Looking seriously at the girl opposite, Leillard calmed down from the initial panic.

The panic that didn't even count for 1 second was quickly suppressed, and Leillard stared at the other party with a puzzled expression.

What is shown in his eyes is not a malicious red name, and a faint yellow name indicates that the two still have room to talk.

But with such a straightforward opening, aren't you afraid that he will hurt people?