In one tent, Sean scrutinized the man tied to a chair, who looked at him calmly without looking away or making a big noise.

This silence does not seem like a look that will appear in the informer, and when he was still in the old royal capital, Sean had seen many betrayals and betrayals, and although the enemy's rebellion was only good for him, the ugliness of greed, slander, and impatience did not become pleasing to the eye because of a little good.

This made the guards feel a little curious.

They looked at each other for a long time before he broke his silence and said, "Name?"

"Joe. The man replied, "Are you the commander here?" I don't mean the lord of Thorntown or anywhere, but the head of the Greykeep force. ”

"Does that matter?"

"If not, I won't say anything, because ...... It doesn't make sense to say it. ”

It's kind of interesting.

Sean leaned forward slightly, "I am the chief of guard of His Majesty Roland Wimbleton, King of the Grey Keep, and the captain of the Grey Keep exploration team, you can call me Shaun." Now that you've met the person you want to see, what can you tell us about the whereabouts of the treasure?"

"If you've come all the way to Cage Mountain to curse the Temple, then what you're looking for must be the Ritual Rubik's Cube," Joe said bluntly, "and such a thing is now in the hands of Lorenzo, Count of Grand Ducal Island!"

Sean couldn't help but feel a little surprised, he thought that the other party would talk about the conditions first, and then give some clues in a roundabout way, as for whether it was true or false, it would take time to verify, but he didn't expect the other party to directly confess. "You've seen ...... That thing?"

"No, but it's not a secret to the Church," Joe briefly recounted the Church's plundering of the wolf's heart, "At that time, in order to show merit, Lorenzo, who was in charge of this task, made a big deal of this treasure in his report, and many high-ranking officials knew about it, but it did not attract the attention of the Holy City of Hermes later. ”

"I see, the treasure flowed into the wolf's heart for a hundred years, and then it was accidentally obtained by the church, which is a reasonable piece of information. Sean touched his chin, "But why did you come to tell me? If it's to sell the news to other lords, it can't be said that it doesn't make sense, right?"

Joe took a deep breath, "Your Excellency, have you heard...... Does God punish the army?"

"Of course, the secret army that the Church is proud of," Sean sneered, "but unfortunately in the Battle of Cold Wind Ridge, it was still defeated by His Majesty's First Army. ”

"That's fine," said the other man, but he didn't show any resentment, "and that's what happened." Lorenzo has the Divine Punishment Army in his hands, and no one dares to fight the idea of Grand Duke Island except the King of the Grey Keep. ”

"Oh?" said the guard, raising an eyebrow, "I thought these humanoid beasts had all died in the craters of Cold Wind Ridge, how many divine punishment warriors did he have?"

"Ten...... No, about five," Joe hesitated, "not too much, anyway." ”

"If you want to storm the castle, five people are also a big threat. Sean smiled and said noncommittally, "So what do you want from me?" or what is the bid for this piece of information?"

"No, I just hope to survive," Joe said in a low voice, "The Church is no match for Greykeep at all, but those exiles are still not giving up, Lorenzo is still on your radar, his people are probably infiltrated in Thorntown, and I don't want to be dragged into the water by them." What if ......," he paused for a moment, "if this information is useful, the King of the Grey Keep should pardon me, right?"

Is it really for the sake of survival?

Sean propped his hands on the table and pressed his hand against his chin—a gesture that His Majesty Roland often posed when questioning. Although he doesn't have the magical abilities of Lord Nightingale, he sometimes doesn't need magic to tell the truth from the fake.

At least in the man who called himself Joe, he didn't feel a trace of obsession wanting to live. Especially when they looked at each other before, the indifference in those eyes was even more decisive to make some kind of decision.

Maybe even the other party didn't realize it, but this is the look that only people with a will to die have.

"That's all there is to it?"

"Yes...... Yes. ”

"Then I'll arrange for someone to take you to Wudong. ”

"Huh?" Joe heard something was wrong, "why go to Neverwinter?"

Sean stood up, "I don't have the authority to pardon you, and I can't leave the lost ones behind, so sending them to Neverwinter is the safest option." Rest assured, His Majesty's benevolence and justice have long since spread throughout the Grey Keep, and the Witch Alliance has a way to determine the credibility of the news. If you don't lie, you're bound to get a reasonable verdict, and the pardon is just the basics, and if you're lucky, you might even get a big reward. ”

"Big, big...... The treasure ......" Joe also tried to stand up, but was held to the chair by the rope and could not move at all.

"If it is really in the hands of Count Lorenzo, then sooner or later it will be Your Majesty's, not to mention that the treasure has nothing to do with you, right?" Sean said, "There is nothing to worry about, although the road is a little long, and until the news is confirmed, your actions will be somewhat restricted, but all this will be rewarded in the end, and you will no longer have to worry about the threat of the church." He looked at the soldier and said, "Take him down." ”

"No, sir, wait......" Joe's expression changed, and that indifference was instantly broken, replaced by panic and helplessness. He forcibly kicked his legs, and then fell to the ground, "Please, don't send me to Wudong!"

There was an unimaginable sorrow in the voice, as if the previous performance had been disguised. With such desperation, even Sean couldn't help but stop...... It's really incomprehensible that he is not even afraid of death, but he still shows such a look.

"Why?" he said, turning back, "or is there more to your request than that?"

"Please, save her—save Farina, please!" cried out Joe, gnawing at the dirt on the ground, "there's no time, she...... She doesn't have time......"

By the end, the man was crying.

That's probably true...... Sean thought to himself.

He walked over to the trembling Joe and patted him on the shoulder, "Who is Falina again, and why is there no time...... I think now we can have a good talk. ”

......

When the other party gradually calmed down and listened to the whole story, Sean finally understood what was going on.

The source of everything is actually related to love.

The other party is the real church exile, and the former bishop is now their enemy, and in desperation, it is not so strange for Joe to find the first army of the Grey Keep, the former enemy of the church, a traitor is always more hateful than a foreign enemy. At the same time, he also understood the reason for the other party's desire to die: Joe did not think that he could hide from the First Army forever, and perhaps in his eyes, it was better to send himself and Falina to the gallows than to be tortured by Lorenzo.

If the news of this matter is released slowly, it may be effective in a few months, but the urgency of time makes him choose to go to risk himself - even if Lorenzo will not deliberately torture Falina to death in order to find the holy text, but there are limits to the endurance and recovery ability of the human body, and if it is delayed for half a year and then cause the action of the Gray Castle, I am afraid that it will be too late.

Originally, the conflict between the two sides of the church had nothing to do with Sean, but with love, the information became reliable.

Next, all you have to do is find the eyeliner sent by Count Lorenzo, and everything will be determined.

"I know, I'll inform Your Majesty as soon as I catch those people. Sean said slowly, "—with a flying courier." ”