When Maffeo returned to the lumber yard, the long convoy of transports was parked on the road in the lumberyard, and some workers were constantly hauling timber up. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info Hartman stood on the side of the road directing the guys, constantly urging the sweaty workers and occasionally bursting out of his mouth with foul language. Ignoring Hartman's presence, Maffeo pushed open the door and walked into the cabin.

"Tell me you made it. Rose was still smoking his pipe.

"He agreed very cheerfully, which convinced me that your offer must have been tempting. Of course, you have this capital. Maffeo shoved the parchment back in front of Rose.

Rose looked up at Maffeo with a strange look for a moment, then spoke. "I trust you, so you didn't peek at the contents of this parchment, did you?"

"I'm not interested. Maffeo took a step back.

"Good. Rose put the parchment away and spat out some tobacco residues from his mouth. "I'm glad you were able to help, and when Captain Otto arrives at the lumberyard, the advantage will be on our side. As you can see," he pointed out the door. "Mr. Hartmann has started to get the workers to load the lumber into the carts, and there are two wagons in the convoy that will bring the timber you need to the first mate of Fergt, so you don't need to worry about it at all. As I said, it's a very simple commission. ”

Maffeo looked back at the door, where the driver of the wagon, which had been loaded with timber, was sitting impatiently at the front of the carriage, holding the reins and letting go of them. Hartmann clapped his hands and continued to urge the workers, who did their best to move the wood to the truck as quickly as possible. "Thank you. Maffeo turned to leave.

"One more thing, Mr. Fry. Rose stopped Maffeo.

"What?"

"You know what to do about what happens in prisons and banks. Rose smiled weirdly.

Maffeo didn't answer, but Rose didn't insist that he have to. So he let Maffeo leave in silence, not afraid that such a fellow would tell the Imperial army everything that had happened one morning. And for Maffeo, this madness is finally over for the time being. He wasn't going to go with the wagon that would deliver the timber to the Vogt and Fischer Beach Chalets, he wanted to find out. After greeting Bowen and Hartman, Maffeo left the lumberyard. But he believes, and has a gut feeling, that this will not be the last time he will come to this logging site.

He stood in the courtyard of the castle covered in fallen leaves, brushing his hands over the withering branches. The small figure across from him was waving the sword in his hand, the sound of a hissing that pierced the air echoed in his ears. Often, it only takes one mistake for the guy who practices swordsmanship to lose the center of gravity of his body and fall to the ground, so the little figure gnaws a mouthful of mud. "Damn ......"

"Stand up, Frederick, the girl doesn't want to see you in such a position. Elias forced a smile and nodded at Shultz, who was gnawing on the mud.

Schultz got up from the ground and spat the mud from his mouth frantically. "I've always had a bad grip, hell. ”

"Stabilize your body's center of gravity and don't swing your sword too hard. Fighting is not only brute force, but also your brain. Elias stretched out his index finger and drew a circle next to his temple.

"I remember, Mr. Elias. Schultz picked up the sword and put it back in his hand.

It's clear that being disturbed isn't something anyone wants to happen, let alone on a sunny day like this. The reckless herald slammed open the castle's gate to the courtyard so much that he fell to the ground by inertia. The noise caught the attention of Elias and Schultz, who were practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard, and the former immediately turned around and walked over to lift the herald from the ground. "Soldier, you don't have to be so flustered. ”

"I'm sorry, Captain Meyer. The guard unveiled his armor and saluted.

"What's the matter?" Elias asked.

"The guards who guarded the bank tower yesterday ......," he said, with a look of disbelief. "All of them are missing, only one guy is left. ”

"You're saying they're all missing, and only one soldier remains?" Elias confirmed.

"Yes, Captain Meyer. He was badly wounded, but had been treated with an alchemy potion. His body straightened.

"Okay, tell the Second Guard to cordon off the perimeter of the tower. Then, tell Neumann to meet me at the tower in half an hour. Elias quickly gave orders to the heralds.

"Yes, Captain. ”

"Also, soldier, don't panic, just do your thing in peace and don't think about anything else, okay?" Elias lowered his tone, as if to comfort him, for the herald's expression had been uneasy.

"Thank you, Captain. ”

"Go ahead. ”

The herald turned away, and this time he finally didn't hit the door, his pace seemed much more steady.

Schultz put away his sword, walked quickly to Elias's side, and looked up at him. "What happened?"

Elias looked down at him, "It's nothing, I'm going to leave for a while, you can rest." ”

"No, I heard someone missing. Schultz frowned, as if he was displeased that Elias hadn't told him the truth.

"Do you know what that means?" said Elias, crouching down and looking at Schultz with a smile.

"I don't know, but I might be able to help. Schultz's tone began to lose certainty.

"Magic, witchcraft, curses, and ghosts, I want you to stay away from these things. Elias touched his head.

"Then you ......"

"That's my job. Elias stood up and walked briskly towards the door.

Except for the superficial politeness and diplomatic greetings, Elias did not say a word to the bank president when he faced him. He had already expressed the respect he deserved, and he didn't want to waste time investigating. Neumann had been waiting for Elias in the tower, pacing back and forth on the empty first floor, his wand floating up and down rhythmically behind his back.

"Neumann. Elias walked into the tower.

"Meyer. Neumann stopped pacing and looked at the other.

"How's it going?" Elias cut straight to the point.

"The curse of Osiris. Neumann's expression was grim, and the wand behind him lightly tapped the red carpet on the ground as if consciously.

Elias clenched the lightsaber at his waist, "How is this possible?"

"The believers of that guy have always been legends, but now they have appeared. Neumann muttered as he looked at the chandelier on the ceiling.

"Anything else?"

"A plan of the bank's vault has disappeared, ostensibly in preparation for a foolish thief's attempt to ransack the bank's vault. But since the followers of Osiris have appeared here, then ......" Neumann deliberately stopped and winked at Elias.

Elias lowered his voice and said, "Listen, we can't be sure what their goal is. ”

"The followers of Osiris would not allow themselves to do such a stupid thing for the sake of money, which would reveal their tracks. Neumann said.

"The only thing they have in the bank vault is gold, and they should know that what they're looking for isn't here. Elias tried to deny it.

"What if someone unleashed their trick of deception!?" Neumann gestured.

Elias was momentarily sluggish, but he beckoned to Neumann. "Come on, we'll have to go back and talk about it. ”

Neumann nodded, and after glancing at the dark aura in the corner that only he could feel, he followed Elias out of the tower.