A week later, Sebastian finally found the eyeliner he had worked with and brought back information that would be useful to Maffeo. During this time www.biquge.info Maffeo had been reading the parchment repeatedly, trying to blend the information he had received from Zmailmann with the information he had written down before, and then find the key to solving the mystery. But he found the keyhole, but not the key.

Now, unless you actually find the guys from the Thieves' Guild, this whole thing is completely dead. Subconsciously, he thought that the Thieves' Guild must know something, after all, there was no reason for their appearance, and no one could even confirm what they did.

"Tell me you have good news. Maffeo looked at Sebastian who pushed the door in, and the other party was obviously happy, which is why he asked.

"I found them. Sebastian sat down and poured himself a glass of water, feeling like he was dying of thirst.

"Drink slowly, man. "Maffeo was used to being with him for a long time, so he didn't keep a distance from them.

Sebastian raised his hand to indicate that he was okay, and after taking off his coat, he began, "He told me he had seen some sneaky guys outside a manor in the Southside, they entered the manor, and then disappeared. According to him, it was only an ordinary family living there, and he had also infiltrated the houses in the manor, but had not found anything like secret passages. But he believed there must be a portal to a secret place. There's only one estate in the South, and I think you should be able to find it easily. ”

"How can he be sure that this is the Thieves' Guild I'm looking for. Maffeo questioned.

"Because that's the only piece of useful information, they're only doing things for money. So they don't pay too much attention to the things that might get them involved, they tend to only touch a little bit, but they don't go deeper. Sebastian explained.

Maffeo nodded, "Anyway, this is useful information for now. I also checked with a guy to confirm that it wasn't the Thieves' Guild that attacked the castle before. ”

"What's going on?" Sebastian asked.

Maffeo relayed the truth to Sebastian, but it was hard to believe, even though the circumstances of the person being told were entirely justified in believing it. "I didn't expect it to be like this, listen, Maffeo. I hope you don't put yourself in a dangerous situation, in fact, Adrian is already preparing to get out of here. ”

"Why?" said Maffeo, a little surprised.

He could feel that this place was starting to become abnormal, and he just wanted to spend the rest of his life in a peaceful place, but it was clear that this was not a peaceful place anymore. Sebastian moved towards the fireplace, as if feeling a little cold.

Maffeo stared at the flames in the fireplace, and he wanted to see other places that he had to experience as a human being. But he felt that he could not leave this place for the time being, and the moment he stepped into the lumberyard more than three months ago, he was destined to be inseparable from everything here. He could have left the place without hesitation, but he wouldn't do that.

"I'll fix things here as soon as I can, and then we can get out of here as soon as possible. ”

"Of course, we will do our best to help you. In fact, Adrian had already sent some clever crew members to gather information around the city. They weren't as conspicuous as you, and they were there to cover us while we were away. ”

"I'm glad you're on my side. ”

"We will not forget the help you have given us, and it is because of us that you have found yourself in this situation, so we can at least help you to make amends for the mistakes you have made. ”

Maffeo was grateful that Sebastian could say this, so he tried to give him a hug, but was refused. Their personalities meant that they would not like this kind of friendly expression, so Sebastian reversed it in his usual friendly way - punching Maffeo hard in the chest. God, his strength was so great that Maffeo almost fell on his back with a chair. After adjusting his body, he was not to be outdone and also punched back with Sebastian.

Whether you are premature or vigorous, you will always experience something that you don't want to do. As it was now, with his careful actions, Maffeo was able to go unnoticed by the guards, relying on an ordinary cloak that could not be used to disguise his identity as a riot. Maffeo walked on the road leading to the streets of the South End, the stone road was dirty and hadn't been cleaned for a long time. And he saw a hint of uneasiness on the faces of almost all the passers-by, and it seemed that the attack on the castle had affected them no less than some outlaw suddenly breaking into his house on a silent night.

Along the road, Maffeo spent more than ten minutes coming to the residential area in the southern part of the outer city. It's nothing more ordinary, and certainly nowhere near as poor as the slums, though nowhere near as rich as the inner city. The only manor in the area was found by Maffeo almost immediately, and it looked like a deserted field compared to the aristocratic manor. Green vines covered the outer walls of the manor, and the inside of the manor was lifeless. There were no birds singing as expected, only two wild cats perched near the gate. But when he saw someone approaching, he ran away as quickly as a frightened bird.

There is a shoddy lock on the gate of the manor, from some unscrupulous shop. Just selling a few inferior products can make them live a much better month than the average person, and Maffeo couldn't help but smile sarcastically as he looked at the locks. He didn't bother with the lock that he could easily break with a single punch, he wasn't interested. He took a few steps to the side and climbed through the low façade.

Something was not quite right here, Maffeo couldn't even hear anything here, there was dead silence. The room seemed to be a ghostly being, devoid of any candles or reflections from oil lamps. Maffeo looked up at the sunset in the sky and muttered, "No, if he was here, he shouldn't have moved at all." He lowered his head and began to look around the manor, shaking his head. "Forget it, maybe I'll be able to find a little clue directly in the manor. ”

He tried to slow his pace so as not to alarm anyone. In fact, he couldn't be sure if there was anyone in the house on the manor, at least so far, he was more inclined to have no one there, but he couldn't take any chances. If this is really where the thieves guild guys get to their secret stronghold, then alarming anyone is tantamount to scaring anyone.

Nowadays, when no one is taking care of the estate, the land here is almost everywhere covered with weeds, but the turf is very thin. Maffeo wanted to find some clues from the ground, and sure enough, he found some footprints, not shallow or deep, although it is impossible to speculate on the exact time of staying, but this at least proves that someone has been here. In any case, that messy series of footprints could not have been left by one person. Maffeo looked up at the house, which was only two stories long, and it couldn't be more ordinary. But he speculated that there were at least ten people in that row, and it was obviously impossible for that house to accommodate so many people. "Interesting, what exactly did they do?"

Just then, there was the sound of the manor gate being unlocked. Maffeo reacted quickly, and then tried to find a place to hide himself. Eventually, he had to whisper an insult because the manor was so empty, so he had to lie down and hide behind a mossy bench. Maybe you can hide yourself with the help of the coming night, of course, it depends on the willingness of the other party. If he wants to play a game of cat and mouse, then being found out is a sure thing.

Maffeo observed the situation on the other side of the gate through the gap under the bench, and he saw a black figure enter, shrouded in a black cloak. Well, these guys really like to disguise themselves as black friars. He looked around, as if sensing something was wrong, and Maffeo gently grabbed the crossbow hanging from his waist.

Maybe the guy was just looking around, he wasn't coming towards Maffeo, but he didn't go back to the house either. He first took off his black cloak and hung it on a black trellis outside the house, only then did Maffeo realize that he was an old man with gray hair. He doesn't look that bad, maybe he's in good shape. Because at this time he picked up a shovel, and quickly picked up the soil to bury those footprints. Looking at this, Maffeo thought that maybe the existence of the Thieves' Guild was not a lie.