Maffeo looked around the harbor for the green figure, and said he had seen Sherlock himself in Huttonmar. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info has to say that the first time he saw it, Maffeo almost pulled out his weapon and cut it down, but fortunately Marcos stopped him at that time. But Sherlock didn't show any fear at the time, and even stepped forward a little shamelessly to try to trade goods with Maffeo. Although Maffeo rejected his offer, regardless of whether it was a profiteer or not, it was difficult for Maffeo to take a liking to him at the thought of his goblin status.

"Hey, that little brother, you should be from the Eagle Guild, right?" Root's voice was so loud that it startled Ludmila standing in front of him, and she gritted her teeth at the bastard who made her so angry.

Maffeo didn't know who was calling him, he was sure that the voice was a little strange to him, but the word eagle was firmly in his ears. He looked at the source of the sound, and the huge sailing ship came into view. His gaze was fixed on Fett at the side of the ship, someone he knew.

"Fett?" said Maffeo as he walked up to the ship and beckoned upward.

"Didn't you say you had to deal with something, how did you get here?" asked Fett.

"Uh, it's just... There was a bit of an accident. "Of course, Maffeo wouldn't have said Kakun's request directly.

Rout walked over to the pedals and motioned for Maffeo to come up, who walked up anyway, though he thought it was strange. Despite the unfamiliarity of the voice, Captain Root himself knew it.

"I think you should come along. Rout patted Maffeo on the shoulder with a big grin, which also made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Maffeo laughed dryly: "Of course. ”

The aggressive dark elf became active again when he saw the stranger, and he couldn't wait to walk up to Maffeo: "I heard that you are Fett's companion, come and fight with me!"

Maffeo looked at the big dark elf with some puzzlement: "Dude, are you okay?"

Unexpectedly, Ruel directly punched over, Maffeo was shocked, and quickly dodged his attack with a backjump, and his powerful fist also directly pierced the wooden floor.

Maffeo drew his broadsword, and no matter how he was attacked, he would not continue to do nothing. After seeing Maffeo draw his sword, Ruel became even more excited.

"Stop, Ruel, it's not going to be like that. Ludmila's voice sounded coldly behind Ruel.

The hot-blooded Ruel seemed to turn into a cool popsicle at this moment, and his movements stopped, and he turned back with some fear. Ludmila stared at him coldly, and the latter swallowed nervously. Ludmila waved her hand, and Ruel immediately stepped aside and sat down like an obedient child.

This sudden and strange change made Maffeo a little confused, and he withdrew his greatsword behind his back and muttered, "What?"

Vera couldn't help but laugh, and Fett looked at the 'mad cow' Ruel a little helplessly.

Rooter laughed and stepped forward and patted Maffeo on the shoulder, I have to say that he pushed a little too hard, and Maffeo only felt a pain in his shoulder.

"It's really a special kind of hospitality. Maffeo smiled awkwardly.

"I don't think you care. ”

"So, your name is Root, right? is there anything wrong with calling me up?" Maffeo turned to the point.

Root obviously didn't want to continue the nonsense, "I remember we made a deal with your guild before, I think you should know. ”

Maffeo understood that Rout was referring to the matter of Imperial intelligence, but he did not think about how to answer, after all, he himself was not involved in this agreement, which meant that he had never been with Marcos to inquire about Imperial intelligence.

Fett walked over: "I'm sorry, Captain Root, they've done their best. ”

A hint of disappointment flashed in Root's eyes, "Really, since Fett has said so, then I won't say anything." ”

Maffeo nodded to Fett gratefully, he didn't know what made Fett willing to help him, maybe she really regarded the people of the Eagle Guild as companions.

The obscene green figure flashed through the dense crowd of the harbor, but happened to be caught by Maffeo at a casual glance. He remembered about Kakun, so he hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, we'll do our best, and I'm sure we'll bring you some useful information." I'm still having something to do, and I'm being rude. ”

Root is not a man without measure, disappointed to disappointed, but he will not turn his face just because of this, as he said before, the revolutionary army needs any force willing to support them: "Go, I believe in you. ”

"Tell Marcos that I won't be going back to the hotel today. Fett said.

Maffeo looked at Fett, then at Vera, who was leaning on the side of the ship, and seemed to understand something: "I know, I'll tell him." ”

It's time for the sailors here to finish their day, and it's getting late in the evening, and they're busy unloading the last shipments. After doing all this work, they can go to the tavern and have fun with the wine and the women, for them, life is so simple.

After disembarking from the ship, Maffeo searched around the slightly crowded harbor for the fleeting figure, and his efforts were not in vain, and he finally found Sherlock outside a grocery store in the harbor.

"Sherlock!" Maffeo greeted directly.

"Yes, who is it?" Sherlock turned his head, and as Maffeo's face came into its sight, it began to look at Maffeo earnestly. "You seem to be Maffeo Frye......," it paused, "there can be no mistake, Mr. Fry, what are you looking for me?"

"I am here to apologize to you for my rude behavior last time. Maffeo apologized.

Of course, Sherlock doesn't care about that, for years of living in a human town as a goblin. "There's nothing about these, I think I'm used to it. ”

"That's good. Maffeo laughed.

Sherlock pushed his glasses, a pair of glasses on the goblin's eyes, which might sound funny, "So, what is the matter with Mr. Fry?"

Maffeo paused, and said with some caution, "Do you have the dress that Hills designed?"

This surprised Sherlock a little, after all, Shears designed clothes that were rare for him, but that didn't mean it didn't have it: "Do you need anything else besides this?"

Maffeo shook his head, and Sherlock sighed when he saw it, "I don't know why you would want something of this value, it's of no use to you adventurers. Also, forgive my rudeness, I don't think you have the money to buy it. ”

Maffeo felt that this was starting to get a little difficult, and he pondered for a moment before he said, "If I can do something for you......

"I think you can do something for me. Sherlock interrupted Maffeo, "You know, I'm a goblin, too. I hated my people who bullied me, and I never had a chance to vent my resentment. So, I need the guys to write me an apology, it's a simple thing, you just have to beat the guys. If you can help me, then I think I can think about it. ”

It was a blessing to Maffeo, and it couldn't have been easier, and he readily agreed, "No problem." ”

"Hehe, I'm looking forward to when you get those letters of apology into my hands. Sherlock walked into the shop on crutches, and it was about to begin its gold rush.