The Sherlock family's old butler had given Jerry a flare that he had bought from a wizard at a high price ten years ago when he was doing business in Hosdey, and it was worth a lot of money.

The wizard who sold it looked suave, a far cry from the muscular men of Hosdi, so he made a great impression on the old butler.

What's this thing called? It seems to be a "portable stationary trap". The wizard also emphasized that unlike the use of scrolls, which require an injection of mana, this thing can be used by ordinary people, so it is more expensive.

Although he had forgotten the name of the wizard, the old butler didn't care about that, he only thought about catching Sherlock's murderer, knowing his wishes, and then walking away, and never caring about it again.

As a housekeeper, he has guarded the family for most of his life, and he can't watch it ruined in front of his eyes.

Well...... Out of sight, out of mind, just walk away.

That's what the old butler thought.

But the juniors around him didn't think so, they were thinking about the rings on Sherlock's fingers—they were the wealth of the whole family, not to mention that it was not good to have Cyrio by his side, and the damn fat man wouldn't even sleep to take them off.

But what these people don't know is that Sherlock's corpse has sunk into the River Styx, and whether it is the Rose of the Morning Star or the future Silver Sword Saint Amather, they are well-educated and do not have the habit of turning over corpses after the war, so those rings have also sunk to the bottom of the River Styx.

……

The dazzling fireworks also shocked Amacer, and he pulled up Erik, who was still in a coma, and walked quickly over there.

"Why are you pulling me?" Eric was still a little unsure, and he had a terrible conjecture in his head, a conjecture about the relationship between Nioudra and Alduin, so he didn't see the fireworks at all.

The elf didn't speak, pursed his lips, and ran as fast as his feet could, and Eric's howl was shattered by the wind that poured into his mouth.

……

Mu Yan watched Ricky slowly disappear like an iceman dissolved in water, and turned his head to look at Uno - the big man woke up a day ago, and after eating his and Glazer's rations for a week, he seemed to be overwhelmed, so he lost his appetite today and was dozing off in the carriage.

He drooped his eyelids, and he also didn't notice the strangeness of the fireworks and this side, let alone Mu Yan's gaze.

The young scholar pursed his lips and cast an inquiring look at the Glazers, as if to say, "Do you want me to come along?"

Glazer shook his head and replied to him, "You two can't leave at the same time", and he had to give up.

Like Ricky's itchy hands, as a scholar who loves the "unknown", he is also a little unwilling to be lonely.

……

Sullia was nervous, the feeling of stiffness made her feel so insecure that she couldn't even fulfill her small wish to take Cantusha out of the spatial ring.

She felt like a young deer that had fallen into a hunter's trap—

Wait, why am I using this analogy? Could it be the after-effects of staying too much with elves?

The girl was a little crying and laughing at her sudden sense of humor, and there was a lot less panic in her heart.

On the other hand, Tom and Jerry have a feeling of "pain and happiness".

On the one hand, they are very worried about their current situation, and on the other hand, they have a wonderful sense of "surprise".

This feeling of losing the ability to move is not a "good experience", and the two of them must be extremely desperate in normal times. But it's a little familiar, Jerry even dared to pack a ticket, this is definitely Mr. Mu Yan's "static trap", he and Tom planted it on it not once or twice, but I didn't expect to encounter it again this time.

But this is obviously a flare from the old butler's hand, why is it ......

Could it be that the Sherlock family in Vadan City is Mr. Mu Yan's family property?

Countless associations unfolded in Jerry's mind—to some extent relieves the tension at the moment.

Compared to him, Tom's thinking was much simpler.

"So this thing isn't a flare? Or do all Vaddan flares look like this? ”

He couldn't figure it out.

He wasn't thinking about it until Ricky saw Tom's familiar face and let out a soft sigh.

……

The Tallinn was the first to arrive, his gaze lingering for a moment on Surya's glowing body, and then catching a glimpse of an acquaintance.

He remembered seeing this guy at the Plush Deer Ear Inn in Hosdi, and was instructed by Mu Yan to save him.

What a coincidence.

But what's wrong with him?

The Tallinn leaned down and patted Tom on the cheek, who hurriedly rolled his stiff eyes a few times to show survival.

Ricky instantly felt a familiar sense of déjà vu.

Seem...... In the hotel, Mu Yan also dealt with himself like this?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile slightly, but also a little distressed. How do you get these two back? It seems that there is still a strange woman lying over there.

As he pondered, a vibration from the ground caught his attention, and the figure of the Tallinn disappeared into the air in an instant.

……

The second to arrive was Amatho, with Grace on his back and Eric under his arm, like a peasant woman hurrying to a train with a lot of salutes.

He also noticed Suria's strange appearance for the first time, and hurriedly put down Grace gently, and then stepped forward to check. As for Eric, he was thrown to the ground with a blank face.

Ricky, who was hidden, hung his tail from the treetops, watching the scene with interest. It was the first time he had seen a living soul come ashore on its own, as novel as seeing a fish walking upright.

It was clear that Amacer had also taken the static trap of Surya, and he kicked Eric, motioning for him to carry Grace on his back, and the others were going to leave here.

But just then, a fowl chirped overhead, and the huge wings of the blood-beaked ravens obscured the sky before falling one after another.

A group of people led by the old butler looked at the elves and his party with joy on their faces, and the greed on their faces was vividly expressed without words.

Amacer suddenly leaned against a tree and clenched his sword.

The three companions were protected by him, though he didn't know what the use of it was.

"Get them both up." The old butler pointed to Jerry and the two, and ordered with an expressionless face: "Pay them the agreed commission, and add an additional 20% as hush money." ”

"Where is it so troublesome?"

A middle-aged man with a scar between his eyebrows snorted disdainfully, glanced at Amacer, licked his lips and said, "These are three outsiders, who knows how much money they can sell, you expect these two mercenaries to keep a secret?" ”

With that, he walked over to Tom and raised his sword.

"Why should you have trouble with money?"

However, just as his sword was about to fall, the old butler jumped in front of him with an arrow step, and hit him in the lower abdomen with a punch, and the scar man's facial features immediately twisted together and flew out of the air.

"I said, before this matter is over, you guys will put away all your thoughts!"

The others around looked at the scarred man lying on the ground moaning, and they all fell silent.

Ricky couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, things seemed more interesting.