"Did the tourists pay?" the guard repeated in a loud voice.

"They...... They said to go back and make up for it. Shattas replied in a trembling whisper.

"Then you don't pay?" the garrison raised an eyebrow, "What kind of tourists are you if you don't pay?"

Lukka coughed lightly, but the other party's entire spirit seemed to be on the confused man who reprimanded him, and he didn't even turn his head.

"We'll pay for the money, you don't have to worry. With just one sentence, Ollie managed to attract the other party's attention.

"Then get it quickly. The captain of the guard said and held out his hand.

"We have one condition, though. Lukka pressed Ollie, who was about to pull out his wallet.

"What conditions?" asked the head of the garrison impatiently, "Do you want a guide?" ”

"Not really, I'd like to talk to the eyewitnesses who were on this tower when the Eternal Flame was stolen. Luca said.

"Eyewitnesses? What other witnesses are? Seeing what happened to the bard, he refused to say anything, and heard that he died not long after leaving here. "The head of the garrison has a sad face.

"Is he the only one? no one else saw it?" Lukka asked, although it had been nearly a hundred years since this incident, the elves had a much longer lifespan than humans, and it stands to reason that there should be many people who have lived through it.

"There was only that poet at that time, what was it called...... "The garrison chief thought for a long time, "what is the card? ”

"Master Kayala. Dolan corrected him.

"Yes, Master Carrara!" the captain nodded at him, but the name was still not right, "only he spent the night in the room where the two treasures were kept, and it wasn't us who were guarding the room." ”

"Isn't it you? can the work of guarding this tower be outsourced?" Lukka asked.

"Of course not, at that time...... Wait," said the warden of the garrison, "what's the use of me telling you this?

"Paid, as long as you make it clear what's going on. Luca said.

"I don't believe it, no one has been paying us anything these days, and I haven't returned a single silver coin since that incident! The captain of the guard held out his hand again.

It seems that the other party doesn't see the money, and he really won't say a word. Lukka pulled out his wallet, counted out twenty silver coins with a face value of ten, and placed them in his hand.

"That's not enough. Although the garrison chief said this, he quickly put the money in his pocket.

"These are advances, and if you say to our satisfaction, I will pay another three hundred. Luca said.

The head of the garrison hesitated for a moment, probably thinking that even if the other party stopped paying, the money would not be too small, so he turned around and made a gesture of "please": "Come in and talk." ”

In addition to a large number of tables and chairs, there is also a sand table with a diameter of two meters on the other side of the room, which delicately simulates the details of the entire island, which seems to be used to study the defense tactics of this island.

It's just that, except for the desk at the door and the chair behind the desk, everything else in the room has accumulated a thick layer of dust, which has not been touched for decades.

"Find a place to sit yourself. The captain pointed to the pile of tattered chairs beside him, the dust on which had long since covered the true color of the wood, and several of them were missing at least one leg.

Lukka hesitated, found a fairly intact cushion, slapped it a few times, and sat directly on the ground.

The others, like him, did not touch the chairs that apparently fell apart as soon as they sat down, and sat next to Luca.

In this way, it is not easy for the chief of the guard to sit condescendingly in a chair, and simply do the ground in front of Luka.

"You don't even sit in chairs. He said with a little regret.

"Well, as soon as we sit up, not only will we fall, but you will also extort a sum of silver coins. Phil said. This kind of little trick is all the leftover things he played in Huifan Harbor, and it is really not easy to cheat money.

"Where...... How can such a thing be?" the captain of the garrison reddened slightly.

"Well, we don't care if there is no successful scam. Luca was generous, "I'm Luca Leicester, the captain of the ship moored in the harbor, what do you call me?"

He decided that it would be better to be a little polite and get to know each other first, otherwise he couldn't keep calling each other "hey".

"My name is Alway Garanther, and I am the head of the Calm Tower, and I have been in charge of its daily maintenance for three hundred years. The captain sat on the ground and bowed slightly.

"Three hundred years, that is, you were on the tower at that time?" asked Luca.

"Yes, but we weren't the only guards on the tower at that time, you don't seem to know much about the rules here, probably not the residents of the Boiling Sea, right?" The guard chief had a little money in his pocket, and his mood eased a lot, and he began to look at the faces of Luca and Ollie.

"We are human beings. Luca said.

"Humans, yes, humans, I remember, is that the race that eats dirt?" said Garrenthel, the warden of the garrison.

"Who told you that? We eat normal food. Lukka shook his head.

"But in this book, you are made of clay, and the food is also clay. The warden stood up as he spoke, picking up an old book from his desk.

On the cover of the book is written "Rare Races Revealed" in bold large letters, and the author's name is just as prominent: McCa Fincher.

"Dirty?" asked Ollie, turning back and frowning at Midget Mayor McCa Finch.

"Still eating dirt?" Lukka asked, gritting his teeth.

Mayor Finch waved his hand repeatedly: "This was written many years ago, it's the first edition, the first edition! I hadn't seen humans at that time, and I heard it all." ”

"Okay, go back and eat the soil for a week. Luca said.

Finch's facial features wrinkled together: "Can you add sugar to the soil?"

Lukka ignored him, turned back and continued to ask the head of the guard, "Don't go too far, who else is on the tower at that time?"

Garanthel replied, "It was the orc convoy on duty. ”

"Orcs?"

"Yes, our garrison is only responsible for the day-to-day affairs of this tower, and the guarding of valuables is carried out by each race in turn, with one race rotating every ten years. Garrensel said.

"Then I'll have to talk to the orcs?" Lukka asked.