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"Why me?"

The crowd has dispersed, and neither the patrons nor the academics will waste their time on anything other than what they really care about, at least no one will stay after Magellan.

"You are the only proper scholar. ”

The countess remained, and she, together with Magellan, was to be in charge of the new "Society of Explorers".

"So because I'm a scholar......"

Magellan wasn't the only one of them who knew about the Thieves' Guild, the Countess also knew about the Dark World, and she had far more influence than Magellan.

But for scholars, learning about the Thieves' Guild is not an easy process.

It's not the same as having a full understanding of some of the provisions, at least in the eyes of scholars, what needs to be done is "research".

That's why they chose Magellan because he was a researcher.

"It's a ...... trouble"

Magellan sighed and collapsed in his chair.

"I will help you. ”

"Really?"

Magellan's involvement in this was a surprise to Magellan, who knew that Helen had other more important things to do now.

"If it weren't for the explorers, the young man who worked on the Essence Detector for me wouldn't have been able to go to that part of the New World where there were no Essences. ”

Magellan smiled: "Then I seem to be able to rest." ”

The Countess's power in the dark world is far greater than Magellan's, and he needs a referral to the Thieves' Guild, and it is his honor that the Countess wants to meet someone from the Thieves' Guild.

"No, you're the researcher. ”

Magellan smiled helplessly.

At this time, he had no idea that things would turn out the way they turned out.

......

"So, you're looking for the Thieves' Guild?"

"Yes. ”

"It would be better if it was just a commission......

However, Magellan didn't need the thieves' guild to steal anything for him, he wanted to find the high-ranking people who knew the guild's constitution, a group of people who were secretive and never showed their true faces.

"I think you must have a way, Arthur. ”

"No, Professor Magellan, I'm just a bounty hunter and have nothing to do with the Thieves' Guild. ”

"At least, you know how to submit a commission, right?"

Arthur hesitated: "This...... No problem. ”

"Let's go, then. ”

So Magellan followed Arthur out of Holmes' room and into the city in darkness.

Holmes remained behind them, lounging on the couch in the room, indulging in a true mystery that had been lost for a long time, almost oblivious to Magellan and Arthur.

Magellan knew a lot about the Thieves' Guild, and he even completed several commissions for the Guild, but Magellan had never submitted a commission until now.

Like the beggars' rat council and Moriarty's men, this guild is part of the Dark World itself, ubiquitous in the city, but never visible.

And to find it, you need some unique methods.

"Ah, I have that. ”

The first is the "Old Green Oil", the inferior candle that has been the symbol of the Thieves' Guild for a long time has long since lost its utility, but it seems that the Guild has not abandoned it.

"Then we're going to the fish market on Brown Street. ”

Magellan knew that there was a market in that place that was much smaller than it is now, when fishermen fished in the river that crossed the city and sold it nearby when they landed, but now with the change of the city, the market has almost disappeared.

The two of them walked through the darkness and into the fish market.

As Magellan knew, the market was almost unsustainable, and there were no vendors left after nightfall, but to his surprise, it was bustling with people and lively.

Everywhere there are people who call themselves explorers, talking about bizarre rumors about the New World across the ocean, and boasting about the glory of their future.

The two quietly weaved their way through the crowd and stopped at the only stall in a corner of the market that hadn't been evacuated.

A tattered fishing net lay on the ground, and a few small fish that had long since died lay scattered on it, and that was all there was to the stall.

"Isn't the boss there......"

Arthur was a little surprised, but he didn't waste any time, he lowered his head and tapped the net with his toes, and Magellan lowered his head to pick up two small fish from the net, and then left together amid sporadic laughter.

"Is this stall often empty?"

"Occasionally," Arthur said with a look of disgust on his right hand as he walked to Magellan's right, with an expression unbearably smoky with the smell of fish, "there are clients of the guild at all times, and it doesn't matter if there's anyone watching there or not. ”

"But the fish is dead. ”

Arthur shook his head and was silent for a moment: "It doesn't matter anyway. ”

Magellan didn't say anything more, and the two rounded the dark alley and finally stopped at a sewer repair entrance.

"Here?"

Arthur nodded silently, and Magellan dropped the fish in his hand.

Suddenly there was a bell in the darkness.

Magellan stood still and waited, and soon two mice came in front of him with the bell.

The bell paused for a moment, then began to move deeper into the sewers.

"Keep up. ”

"Really?"

Despite that, Magellan followed Arthur and began to move forward. The sewers of Ruidu are an unsolvable labyrinth of death, but they can't trap Magellan yet.

I followed the bell for an unknown amount of time, and finally, the bell disappeared.

They're at the finish line.

"Alright," Arthur let out a long sigh and lit the green candle in his hand, "it's finally here." ”

Magellan also lit the candles, and then they saw a green arrow on the dark wall.

"I'm starting to think that the Thieves' Guild might be a great organization. ”

"It's really just a lingering old immortal, but of course it used to be remarkable. ”

Arthur's ease convinced Magellan that the remaining road would not be too far, and sure enough, he soon saw a gate drawn by green fluorescence.

"In the name of Mercury. ”

In the purple candlelight, a handsome face emerged from the gate, with closed eyes and an open mouth: "Tell me where you came, one who walks through the darkness." ”

"Let a reliable man go to Magellan and steal his oil lamp. ”

"The contract is ......"

Then that face was gone.

"Done ......"

Despite saying this, Arthur had no intention of leaving.

"It seems that this time it is not an accident......"

"Please......" Magellan sighed deeply as he stood in front of the wall, then kicked against the wall.