"You don't have to thank me, I brought you trouble", Tarrant once again refused the young lady's request, "That mage is targeting me, and I apologize to you." ”

"You...... Do you have a ...... for my father?" Sandra's tone revealed a deep sense of loss.

"No, it has nothing to do with it", the beautiful eyes glowed with a sparkling light, and Tarrant looked away, "I have to go to the Hall of Truth now." ”

Sandra bowed her head regretfully.

"We can send him," shouted the coachman, "for it is not so easy to find carriages in this place." ”

"Yes," Sandra invited, "take our carriage." ”

Tarrant looked at the street in the distance, the Lotus District was as decaying as the slum, and it was indeed not easy to find a carriage, "Well, thank you very much." ”

"Please", Sandra kept the aristocratic etiquette while excited.

There wasn't much conversation in the car, Sandra kept her head down, and the two of them immediately parted when they met occasionally.

"Your father," Tarrant broke the awkward atmosphere, "is it a hereditary knight?"

Sandra looked up and smiled and replied, "No, it's a title conferred a few years ago." ”

"Oh", Tarrant didn't continue to ask, this title is most likely in exchange for money, and that person can't possibly contribute anything to the empire.

"Your family is the true nobility," Sandra said, "and you are the most righteous person I have ever met, whose contribution is worthy of a title, while for everyone else, the title is just a title." ”

"Maybe you don't know enough of it. ”

"No, I know about your family, your illustrious contributions, sorry, without your permission, but I hope ...... I don't have a hero like you by my side, I'm ......," Sandra pondered every word. Ten fingers tangle in embarrassment.

The shaking of the carriage stopped, and it had entered the administrative district.

Tarrant turned out the window, "I'm not a hero, I'm a loser. Nothing. ”

"You...... Yes...... Do you have a girlfriend?" Sandra's hands were clasped to her chest, and her voice was almost dry, as if trying to suppress some kind of uncontrolled crampedness.

Reserved was replaced by courage, and Tarrant had some kind of hunch. He insisted on looking out the window, "it's almost there", she just wanted a hero, like the dreams of other girls. When she learns reality, she will regret it.

"Actually, I've ...... Know, but ...... I still hope to ...... I don't know what I'm talking about to see you." Sandra's voice shrunk into a whisper. "I ......"

"I think this stems from your misconception of me, that I don't know anything about religion, that I don't have any possessions, that I don't have any outstanding contributions, that I'm over 30 years old," Tarrant said slightly in numbers, "and you only have ...... 22 years old?"

"I'm 19 years old. ”

“...... I...... I'm sorry". This belongs to the offense to the lady, "You can listen to your father's Jianyì." ”

Sandra stopped talking.

The carriage stopped in front of the Hall of Shingon, and the coachman looked back, "We've arrived." ”

"Goodbye," Tarrant jumped out of the car and walked briskly into the hall.

The guards stared at the visitor with wary eyes, the charred civilian clothes and blood stains made him look like a runaway thug, and one of the soldiers finally took two steps, "Citizen, what's the matter with you!"

"Carrod, is he here?" Tarrant looked out, and the carriage was still there.

"What's the matter!" the soldiers clearly suspected his motives, but they didn't stop them.

"Secret", Tarrant ran upstairs under the close gaze of the soldiers, the office door was open, and Carrod was writing the paper, "Sir." ”

"Tarrant", Carold put down his pen, he seemed to be waiting for the visit.

"I need your help", Tarrant backhanded the door shut.

"Very willingly, as long as I can. ”

"You can do it," Tarrant stopped at his desk, "Did the security forces find anything after putting out the fire?"

Carold nodded, "Your sword is downstairs, please take a seat." ”

"I want to get it back now", Tarrant didn't sit down.

"What's your plan? Revenge on Graydon? Where is he?"

"I don't know, but I'll know. ”

"You've lost so much, let the rest of the work be done by the vigilantes, tell me the clues you know. ”

"I'll get my sword back", Tarrant walked to the door and opened it.

Carold reluctantly got up and led the way, "Your sword is the luckiest in that house, it has only been blackened a little, and it has been restored to its original state after cleaning, and its magical abilities will not be affected." ”

The two of them walked downstairs and stepped into the passage leading to the underground in the innermost part of the hall, where the underground of the Shingon Hall was a closed warehouse, which stored the equipment and supplies of the security forces and other imperial property, as well as important items such as evidence.

"The most heavily burned place in your house is at the staircase, the wood has burned white, and it is difficult to find anything valuable. ”

Tarrant did not respond.

"Don't be discouraged, the ruins are being cleared further and something else will be found," Karold motioned to the warehouse guards, and the iron door opened.

"I don't expect to find anything more. ”

"Here", the chief walked to the wall, a large wooden frame with a pile of blackened objects, and the dragon emblem leaning against the edge of the wooden frame.

Tarrant picked up the sword directly, and the blade of the sword was not damaged in the slightest, which was good.

"Do you still need any of these?" Karold pointed to the pile.

One of the long handles stood out in particular, a halberd retrieved from the Temple of Knowledge, and Tarrant pulled out the halberd, only a little blackened.

"You should have placed this halberd on the east side of the second floor, and the fire only spread there after the house collapsed", Carrod noticed Tarrant's expression, "Is there anything special about it? It looks like it's just a decoration, you would use a polearm?"

"It's an important keepsake," Tarrant leaned the halberd against the wall, and the strange soothsayer in the business district liked it and decided to give it to him.

There are still some valuable things in the clutter pile, Tarrant took out the stone guard, or rather, the former stone guard, the shape of the armor has been twisted in the heat, the connection has been fused in three places, and what is even more terrifying is that the right arm part and skirt armor of the stone guard cannot be found, "Have you picked up the other parts?"

"I haven't found it yet", Carold pulled out a flail and a long sword, "These are stored in the spirit pattern bag?"

"Yes, that's right!" Tarrant almost forgot, "I hung the Spirit Pattern Bag in the bedroom on the second floor", the moment the Spirit Pattern Bag was burned, the magic storage space was released, and he took the shackle, "It's called tyranny, it belongs to the priest who was with me last night." ”

"The magical power of these two weapons should still be there, but not sure", Carold continued to pick up a few items, "This, it should still be useful", he threw out a small object.

It was a badge sent by the elf, Tarrant carefully wiped it and activated the night vision, "Very good", if this badge was in his hand at the time, Graydon's illusion technique would not work, Tarrant could defeat him with the first sword, and now that these memories were useless, he put away the badge, "Find...... Gold coins?"

"Find a few burned, the Empire doesn't allow that kind of thing", Carrod smashed through the pile of clutter, "Do you still need these?" A stern squashed silverware, possibly a candlestick.

Although some of them still worked, Tarrant couldn't move everything, and after weighing them heavily, he chose the Stone Guardian and four weapons, "I'll want these if I can." ”

"I'll send the soldiers to your new location?"

"No, I'm going to sell them", Tarrant donned the twisted Stone Guardian.