In the wee hours of the morning, the town of the Crucible before dawn.

Without any prior notice, the Crucible Guards, who had not even had time to react, were taken under the control of Brandon de Salion's Guards, or the Semi-Surveillance Guards, and were forced to open all of the Crucible's warehouses to be counted.

Of course, they didn't dare to resist - no matter how important the Crucible Town was in the Sakran Prince's domain, these guards were still just a group of town guards, and rebelling against His Royal Highness's guards was no different from rebelling against the Empire in their hearts.

If the dean had privately ordered it beforehand, there might have been a different outcome, but now that everyone had been arrested, it was impossible for him to give any more orders.

But that doesn't mean it's all over - Brandon just used his status as the Imperial Prince, temporarily detained the dean of the Crucible Academy, forcibly opened the warehouse, and if he couldn't find crucial evidence, he would be in trouble the next day.

After all, this is the Prince of Sackland, and the real Prince of Sackland is his royal brother, the Imperial Crown Prince Conrad de Salion, the dean of the Crucible Academy is also a vassal of Conod, and legally speaking, Brandon is not qualified to bypass his brother and forcibly arrest and convict the dean.

Of course, this is only de jure - compared to other principalities, Connod's title of "Prince of Sackland" symbolizes his status as the crown prince, after all, East Sacland has been the core territory of the empire for hundreds of years, and has always been under the absolute control of the empire, which gave Brandon the opportunity to forcibly arrest people through the title of prince.

If it is in Lothair, it depends on whether the Grand Duke is willing to sell his face.

According to Brandon's prediction, although he has a good relationship with Lothair's heir, Leuven, according to the Fleetd family's always tough attitude, unless his father speaks, he will probably not give ......

Lothair is a brave and ruthless mountain people, but there are no honest Sakran people who are easy to bully.

Conclusive evidence, all that is needed now is a conclusive evidence.

But that doesn't seem to be a problem now......

Under the night sky, Brandon looked up at the warehouse in front of him, and it seemed that there were still traces of the incident just now. The surrounding guards have all been contained, and the surrounding roads have been blocked, so there seems to be no problem.

Except for an unexpected guy, Brandon, who squinted, silently thought in his heart. According to the original plan, Loren Turin was supposed to leave after getting the evidence, and he would not have made such a big move.

This alarmed the entire Crucible Town, even if it was just to find a staircase, he had no second choice but to directly arrest the dean of the Crucible Academy, otherwise there would be no way to explain. But the result is to offend the "beloved" Imperial Brother Conrad, after all, the dean is still his vassal in law.

Even if he didn't mind a small "family dispute" with his brother, Brandon didn't want to get into trouble with him so quickly to the point of confronting him. After all, Conod is the crown prince, and he will definitely suffer in the end.

So something unexpected must happen, such as encountering an enemy that you have to use a spell to solve...... Then the situation is very different.

Be sure to get to the bottom of it.

"Everybody is out on the lookout and making sure they're safe. Brandon looked at one of the guards with a serious expression, "No one is allowed to enter the warehouse until I give the order, understand?"

"Yes, Your Highness Brandon!"

Brandon de Salion, who had made arrangements and took a deep breath, walked into the blocked warehouse unhurriedly.

....................................

On the second floor of the warehouse, where there were still traces of a fight, a black-haired wizard was sitting on top of a wooden box, the bright silver in his left hand was still flying on his fingertips, and his right hand was supporting his head, with an ugly expression like the word "helpless" was written directly on his face.

"What's going on?"

With the footsteps of the words, His Royal Highness the Prince came out of the shadows, and his delicate face was also full of displeasure, like an unsatisfactory child.

"Uh... Nothing, I've found the evidence. ”

Loren held the knife in his backhand and pointed to the wooden box he was sitting on: "This box contains the evidence—two hundred pounds of raw Mithril ore, which should no longer exist in the Crucible Academy's accounts. ”

"There are at least two more such boxes in the warehouse, and the other four warehouses are probably no less than three thousand pounds in total—all of which are the ill-gotten gains that the 'honest' Dean has saved over four years. ”

"It's not a small number, and I have to be impressed with him. Brandon's red eyes were still fixed on the black-haired wizard's face.

"It's just the tip of the iceberg - if you really follow the records on the books, there should be no less than six thousand pounds of Mithril raw ore in the entire 'blacklist' of Crucible Town, plus four thousand pairs of 'non-existent' armor and matching weapons, ordnance, vehicles, and consumables - at least one legion can be armed to the teeth!"

"What do you mean?"

"This means that either your brother, His Royal Highness Connad, Prince of Sackland, has raised a 'ghost army' and a full 'ghost cavalry' with no weapons and arms, or this non-existent army has all been turned into something tangible. ”

"Gold?" asked Brandon tentatively.

"What else could it be?" Loren shrugged.

"But it doesn't make sense - my beloved royal brother Conod is the Prince of Sackland, and half of East Sackland's taxes are his, so how can he be short of money?"

Brandon had an incredible look on his face, but after seeing Loren's meaningful expression, he immediately seemed to understand something.

His beloved royal brother Conod is not really "short of money", but has some expenses that cannot see the light of day, otherwise people will find problems in the accounts.

"Underground deals?"

"Well, that's the most likely outcome I could find - strictly speaking, the Rector of the Crucible Academy wasn't lying, he was indeed a loyal courtier, and he only took the blame for your brother by making false accounts. ”

"A loyal courtier...... Is it to my beloved Imperial Brother, or to the House de Salion?"

"Maybe it's two things for him... It's actually the same thing. Loren looked at Brandon with a playful expression and a little meaning:

"After all, His Highness Conod is the thirteenth generation Supreme Emperor of the Shack Empire - what's wrong with swearing allegiance to His Majesty the future Emperor?"

"That's right......" Brandon, who smiled, muttered in an equally meaningful whisper:

"So, what about the other thing?"

"Another?" Loren blinked.

"My Wizard Advisor, don't be stupid, okay? Even if you don't say it, I'll have to take care of the rest for you. ”

Brandon flattened his lips, as if he were looking at a friend who had caused him trouble, especially since he himself was particularly fond of causing trouble, and pointed to the mess around him:

"Don't tell me you did it accidentally!"

"If I really told you that......"

"Do you want to be fired from me so much?" said Brandon, smiling brightly.

In order to keep the "job" in front of him, which seemed to be very "profitable" and had a bright future, the black-haired wizard who spread his hands had no choice but to "confess":

"I met a man, the knight of the Guard, the one who killed the entire Centurion—he's been here all along, and it looks like he's been hiding for a long time. ”

"In Crucible?" Brandon's eyes lit up and frowned slightly: "Could it be ......"

"No, he arrived before us, and he couldn't have known in advance that we were coming here. Loren shook his head resolutely: "So there can only be one explanation - that is, his destination and ours are the same, at least in the direction." ”

"He wants to go to the Broken Mountain Fortress, why?"

"I want to know too, but... You saw it too. Loren pointed to his embarrassed self and the ruins around him: "People aren't so happy to tell me. ”

"So, we're not the only ones trying to make it to the Broken Mountain Fortress. Brandon had a clear expression, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became thicker:

"It doesn't look like this trip will be boring!"