"Thank you for the reminder," Ophi Yiche politely declined the other party's kindness, trying to detour to the door of the house at No. 7 Elm Street, "If there is a problem, I think the owner will solve it." ”

"Don't worry," said the barrel-like woman, taking a step that blocked his way, "it is Monsieur Carvalho who cannot do it, so I will kindly tell you not to be deceived by him." ”

That's not a kind attitude. Ofiichher had no choice but to stop: "I am only responsible for checking the house for my master, whether it can meet the needs of her living life and entertaining guests, and my master will judge the rest of the part, maybe she will ask an expert to judge."

"Why do you care about these things? You're not like that... Expert. ”

"Experts? We're experts at keeping people out of trouble. As the woman spoke, the six people behind her burst into laughter when they heard this, "Sir Hanska, who is kind and generous, loves to do good deeds. The house had killed two families because it was haunted, and Sir Hanscar wanted to buy it from Monsieur Carvalho so that the church could be cleaned of the filth.

But Mr. Carvalho only wanted to make money, saying that the house would only get more and more valuable, and he was determined not to sell it. Sir Hanscar had to hire us to avoid being deceived. ”

If it weren't for Charlotte's knowledge that the golden shield monetary system used in the Duchy of Zalahod today is becoming more and more fragile and that the currency is depreciating, I am afraid that I would have mistaken the owner of the house named Carvalho for a miser.

In addition, having seen the slightly neurotic clerks in charge of all the affairs of the church, Ofeichher was not quite convinced that they would let some definite danger factors go unchecked, and that there was no reason for a well-wisher to pay for them and then pass them on to the church for examination.

Ofiicher wanted to ask again, but saw a large group of people turn into the street and go straight to where they were.

Leading the way in front were two city guards with boring faces. The delicate long stick in his hand was used as a crutch by them, holding their loose bodies.

"Look, the guards, they are blocking the tenants who come to the door, preventing Mr. Carvalho from renting out his house, and harming his legitimate interests!"

It was a group of menacing men who followed the guards. There were no less than ten of them, almost twice as many as the mercenaries Sir Hanscar had hired to disguise.

The casual and ruined dress of this group is obviously not as professional and reliable as the barrel girl, and the temperament is closer to the ruffian hooligan. But if it had been them who had stopped here in the first place, Ofeichher probably wouldn't have talked.

The barrel girl greeted her with a smile: "Sir, we just told the people who plan to rent this house that there have been two deaths, this behavior is not illegal, right?"

Unlike herself, even Ofiecher could see that the six people behind her had suddenly become much calmer in their previously loose stance. The two groups soon separated about three or four meters and confronted each other, while the two guards did not stop and walked to the lawn fence and stood against each other.

One of the guards didn't look at them and said loudly, "Don't talk that nonsense, what sir." But there is a saying that I can tell you - no matter who strikes first, as long as there is a fight, everyone will be punished afterwards! Of course, the nature of the first party is a little different. ”

"We are just mercenaries hired by Sir Hanska, and good citizens of the Empire, how can we mess around. Sir Hanska didn't pay us hands-on, and mercenaries don't work in vain. "We're just going to tell the truth to those who want to rent it, but we don't know what some ditch rats are trying to do when they come together."

"Stop talking nonsense, you wicked people try to stop the tenant outside, then we will defend Mr. Carvalho's legal rights. ”

Everyone's eyes were focused on Ofe Yiche, as if he was the banner that showed the situation in the gladiatorial arena.

But if I take my leave now, they still seem to be able to make excuses that I was scared away by the Barrel Women......

Just when he stiffened and didn't know what to do, a male voice sounded not far away—

"Can I disturb you for a few minutes, this wheat-skinned boy, and maybe before I get busy with your business, can you tell me if there are any other similar houses for rent. ”

At this moment, it was the man in the gorgeous costume who had thanked him and left, and I don't know if this person was walking extremely slowly, or if he stopped early and was more than ten meters away, quietly observing everything under the shade of the trees.

Ofey glanced at the people who were staring at him, and walked straight in front of the man in the fancy clothes.

"Thank you for getting me out of there, sir. I didn't expect things to be so, so ......," Ofe thanked him, and for a moment he didn't know how to describe the embarrassment that was more than embarrassing.

The beard on the man's face was almost invisible, and the hazel mustache like his hair was extremely beautifully trimmed, softening his sharp but featureless face a lot. His pale green eyes and the emerald gems on his white silk collar are almost the same color, and the knee-length glossy shirt on his head is equally crimson, and his vitality blends with his tall body.

"Hey, those people are really watching, aren't they? It makes people wonder if there are any resentful souls in there. The man shook his head slightly to show that he didn't care about his help, and soon his eyes looked across the lawn to House Eight, "Just call me John, do you really want to rent that apartment?"

"At least from the location, it suited my host's needs perfectly. I haven't gone in to see the house yet, and I haven't talked to the owner. Ofiicher shrugged, "I think it's fair for the agent to say that the landlord, Mr. Carvalho, is only offering 9 grosso a week. ”

"There are many people who think the same way as you, but not one of them is not stopped by the mercenary team. There was also a man who was carried by the female captain on his shoulders and carried all the way out of the street, which was really humiliating! Fortunately, they didn't recognize me several times. You are ......"

"My name is Ophi Iccher, sir. I am a valet and assistant, and as you can see, I am looking for a house for my master. ”

"O-film... Icher is like the name of an Eastern Continenter. ”

John withdrew his gaze to the two groups of people who were at a stalemate. The two groups glanced at Ofeicher from time to time, and then turned their gaze to the ends of the street. Or, thanks to them, those who wanted to pass through Elm Street seemed to have gone aside.

"O-film, you'd better stop thinking about this house. As far as I know, Sir Hanska is not used to the new nouveau riche.

"In the last two years, Sir Hanska has reaped a huge return on his investment in expeditions to the new continent. Now he wants to use the money to buy the assets of the nouveau riche, houses, fields, mills, workshops, etc., and wants to drive them out of the city.

Of course, others will not accept his request to buy, at least increase the price by nearly ten times to sell. Hey, it's a bit of a mockery to say this, the old aristocracy uses the money they earn in their own unique way of making money, and uses it to drive away those new rich people. ”

After hearing this, Ofiichher only felt that something was wrong: "But this Sir Hanska can't send mercenaries to interfere with other people's normal rentals, it's too much." ”

"Exactly, it may be true that the first two owners of House No. 8 were killed by the spirits. I've missed two strange events that shook the Empire, and I wish I could find the next one and witness it happen. ”

...... It turned out that he was just a rich man who had come to die purely. Orfiichher sighed, and quite skillfully activated the bloodline ability of [Monosorus], glanced at John with the attached spiritual vision, and then took a few deep glances at the two groups of people facing each other, as well as House Eight.

The moment the thin mist of light beside him gathered towards him, he turned off his power again.

While Ofeichher was looking around with his abilities, John was still chattering, "It's a pity that I don't have much free time." I thought, since I did you a small favor, can you also do me a small favor?

"You see, I'm not a local, and I won't have time to hang around anytime soon. Can you help me gather this information while you're on the go, of course, for a fee...... Uh, hey, what are you going to do?"

John saw the boy go straight to House Seven, just as he had walked straight to himself.