Maffeo thought it was Rose's work, until the mercenaries stopped at the sound of Rose's roar. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info and Maffeo was even ready to slash the first sword at this moment, and the guy closest to him had already raised his long axe to try to block the attack. "What are you doing, Rose?" Hartman snarled at Rose, and Maffeo was surprised to understand that he had given orders to the mercenaries.

"Easy, Hartman, we don't have to. Rose waved his hand, motioning for the mercenaries to return to their original positions.

"What do you think?"

"We don't need to force out the ghosts, that's not good for us. Rose looked at Maffeo's cloak with discant of interest.

Maffeo put away his broadsword, he wasn't surprised that Rose knew he had a ghost hand. In fact, he wouldn't be surprised if any guy ran up to him now and said that he had a ghost hand, sooner or later he would have nothing to hide. "You're so kind, can I go?"

"Remember, don't interfere with us, or I'll make everyone who has anything to do with you disappear. Although Rose stopped Hartman's actions, that doesn't mean he would be kind enough to Maffeo.

"If you can do it. Maffeo laughed sarcastically, and then dodged into the dark woods.

Sebastian watched from the window at the lights in the central square, and since the riots in Osente, the Imperial Army had deployed twice as many troops to patrol the city every day. Of course, some unknown places are not within their patrol range. The guards seemed intent on venting some of their grievances on the unfortunate ones who were making trouble, so everyone learned not to fight with the merchants over the sawdust of bread or the quality of the goods. The guards were happy to put a charge on their heads for disturbing the market and arrest them, and they didn't mind if there was one more dead ghost in Oscent Prison.

Almost all drunkards who run into the guards are insulted and beaten, and no one sympathizes with him, even though the guards are acting in violation of the patrol rules. But in times of nowhere, patrol rules are less important to the guards than a glass of spirits. They want to vent their frustration, so the short-eyed guys become their best targets.

Ffeo bypassed the central square and made his way to West Street through the intricate laneways, he couldn't imagine the consequences of the guards surrounding him just because he didn't like him, he tried not to provoke them, and it was even better not to approach them or be in their sight.

He smelled the scent of flowers, which is characteristic of the residential area of Ocente. Then, he felt that everything around him was starting to become quiet. Naturally, his knock was the noisiest sound in the area, and its decibels were even more than a round bomb exploding beside him for Maffeo at this point. "It's me, Maffeo. ”

Sebastian went downstairs to open the door and pulled Maffeo in, so rough that Maffeo nearly hit his head on the table when he entered. He slammed the door shut, as if he was alert to something. "Why are you so nervous?" said Maffeo, looking at the table legs, thankfully his head hadn't made any intimate contact with it.

"This is the only shelter we have in town, are you sure you're not being followed?" Sebastian poured Maffeo a cup of hot water.

"No, why am I being followed?" said Maffeo, confused.

"I'm sure you won't just go out to the tavern for a drink, and you won't drink. So, I fully believe that you have a reason to do something dangerous. Sebastian sat down and smoked a cigarette after his brief affair.

Maffeo took a sip of hot water, then stuck out his tongue at the temperature. "Well, I did go to some guys, and I have something I want to ask you. ”

"Say it. Sebastian was a little surprised.

"Why did you choose them to provide timber for the Black Shark in the first place about the eastern lumberyards in Orcent?" Maffeo asked first.

"Quite simply, the quality of their wood is the best in Aucent, and I don't want the hull to be easily pierced by round bullets or restricted by chain bullets. Sebastian replied from his point of view.

"Do you know the owner of the lumberyard?"

"Of course, that old boy from Bowman is a good fellow. Sebastian didn't seem to realize how stunned Maffeo's words were, so Maffeo asked, "Who is Bowman?"

Sebastian stared at Maffeo suspiciously, and for a moment he even thought that the other man's brain had been burned out. "Bowman is the owner of the eastern lumberyard, I don't think you'll forget, right? you successfully completed his commission and got the good quality lumber, yes, it was just a simple deal. ”

"But that guy's name is Hartman, Tim Hartman. Maffeo spread his hands, and he thought it was so unbelievable.

This time it was Sebastian's turn to be stunned, "What, boy, isn't it a little abrupt to joke now?"

"I'm not kidding, there's never been a guy named Bowman in the eastern lumberyards. ”

Sebastian realized that something was wrong, so he quickly asked, "What is the commission they asked you to complete?"

"Very bad, go to the prison to save people, infiltrate the bank tower to get back the so-called permits, recruit mercenaries, I think you must be thinking that this is not what the owner of a lumberyard wants to do, right?" Maffeo said quickly.

"Damn, why is this happening?" Sebastian said bitterly, unable to imagine the unknown changes in the lumberyard, even the familiar Mr. Bowman had disappeared without a trace. He struggled to come up with a plausible explanation, and then he suddenly realized what Maffeo had just said about the commission. So, under the hint of Maffeo's eyes, he guessed that the revolutionary army that ransacked the bank vault had something to do with the lumberyard. "Wait, you said the guys asked you to help get the permit back from the tower next to the bank, but I guess that's not a permit, right?"

Maffeo nodded, "That's a plan of a bank vault, and it was the revolutionary army here who ransacked it. ”

"I've heard of these guys, and they've always behaved weirdly. At first, they wanted to come to an agreement with their lord, Jacob Meyer, to end their long-standing dispute. But on the very day the Ruava was snatched away, their behavior began to turn strange, and they helped the guys from elsewhere to snatch the Ruawa. They even killed all the guards who patrolled the harbor that day, and then the next day Lord Meyer sent someone to negotiate with them, and he certainly wanted an answer after something like this. Eventually, they returned the head of the emissary, and they even threatened to cut off the head of Lord Meyer, and from then on, the relationship between the Imperial Army and the Revolutionary Army became sour. Sebastian knew that Maffeo was desperate to know the details, so he did everything he could to tell him everything he knew.

But that wasn't enough for Maffeo, he also had to figure out the Thieves' Guild. "What about the Thieves' Guild?"

"What does this have to do with the Revolutionary Army?"

"Just tell me. Maffeo thought he might find the key to the mystery.

Sebastian took a bottle of rum from the cabinet next to him and filled it for himself, trying to moisten his already dry throat. "Those guys showed up without warning, and no one even knows when they were founded. But people have only heard that they want to rebel and have done some bad things, but most importantly, no one has ever seen the bad things they committed. ”

"So what they've been doing all along is actually unverifiable?"

"So to speak. ”

"Is there anyone trying to discredit them?"

"About this, no one knows. All people know is that it is not the Imperial Army that exposes the bad behavior of these guys, but the warning leaflets that appear out of nowhere every time. ”

"Warning leaf?"

"Yes, they usually appear silently on bulletin boards all over the city one night. Some people think that it is the will of the gods, which is simply ridiculous. Sebastian was genuinely amused, he couldn't understand those who had gone crazy with their faith.

Maffeo didn't speak again, he was silent, sorting through the mess of information in his mind. Then he tries to put everything together, only to find that there is a clear fault at the important point. Obviously, the current information was not enough for him to investigate the truth of the matter, and he thought that he might need to go to the so-called Thieves' Guild himself. But trouble ensued, he didn't know where to start, he didn't even know how to find those guys, or maybe their very existence was a lie? a lie to divert attention?