When Maffeo saw Bowen again, it was already the morning of the next day. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Ross was waiting for Maffeo in the lumberyard early in the morning, and that was the time agreed between the two parties. When Maffeo arrived at the lumberyard, he didn't see Hartman and Bowen, which made him wonder. Although Rose's actions were nothing out of the ordinary, Maffeo's heart was uneasy.

Rose thought that Maffeo had proven his abilities, and what he said next surprised Maffeo. He was the one who suddenly appeared in front of the two guards who had been in the prison last night, and he led them away so that Maffeo could sneak into the cell and rescue Bowen.

"Why do you need my help when you have the ability to sneak in?" was Maffeo's biggest question.

Rose took his pipe in his mouth and said unhurriedly, "If I go in, then you won't have a way to prove your ability, will you?"

"Well, you have the final say. Maffeo pouted. "So, what do I do next?"

"Do you know the banks in the inner city?"

"You know, what's wrong?"

Rose took his pipe from his mouth and took a piece of parchment from the pocket of his jacket and handed it to Maffeo. "We need to go into the tower next to the bank and get the permits back, which is where they use to store their documents. ”

Maffeo took the parchment, on which were sketches of the bank and the tower. "I've never heard of your permission being lost. Doubts continued to amplify in Maffeo's mind, and what they needed help to do didn't seem so normal.

"That was taken by the Imperial Army guys, who did a routine inspection of this place last week. Damn, they took the permission away without Tim's consent, what a bunch of bastards. "He expressed it in a way that made it look like he was genuinely angry.

"You should negotiate with the guards instead of sneaking into the bank and stealing the permit. "Maffeo never agreed with their way of handling things.

"My dear Mr. Fry, if you want to reason in Osent, then you have come to the wrong place. Rose said with some dissatisfaction.

"Okay, but tell me, how many more of these things do you need?" Magfeo gritted his teeth, deciding to grant their request one more time.

Rose's attitude changed quickly, and he said with satisfaction: "If nothing else, this will be the last thing." ”

"Good, I hope it should be the best. Maffeo nodded. "So, what's the plan?"

"This time you don't have to sneak in alone, we have a team, everyone has their own role, and I believe this matter will be easily resolved. We just have to wait now. Rose pointed to the door of the hut and signaled that a guy was coming.

Maffeo understood what he meant, but he thought in his heart that it was something else. First of all, according to what Ross said, he and Hartmann have known each other for a long time. And it had only been a few days since Bowen had been captured, but Ross stated that the Imperial Army had taken the permit a week earlier, which meant that Ross was at least present. However, it is not ruled out that he was a good friend of Hartman, who later informed him about the situation in the lumberyard. And the other thing that puzzled Maffeo was that it seemed to be still being produced and transported without permission, and that there were no guards who couldn't even visit it. This suggests that either Rose is lying, or that there is something else going on, but Maffeo can't guess right now.

Maffeo decided to temporarily assume that Bowen simply didn't know Rose, and that Rose was only a good friend of Hartman, and that he only came to the lumberyard after Hartman informed him about the permit. Maffeo didn't know exactly how Sebastian found it, but he wondered if the whole thing had something to do with Sebastian and Adrian, but the latter two didn't look like anyone in the know.

The expected investigation was not fulfilled due to the ensuing commission, but Maffeo would not give up on his ideas, he wanted to find out the truth. And so far, Hartman and Rose's movements are indeed suspicious. Despite their repeated claims that they were only threatened by the Thieves' Guild, judging by the rescue of Bowen and the imminent operation to enter the bank to retrieve the permit, they had been targeting the Imperial Army, and Maffeo hoped that the truth was just what Rose had said, and not something else.

The door opened abruptly, and Hartman and Bowen walked in, along with two other guys. One of them was constantly playing with the matchbox in his hand, his black hair like a bird's nest on his head, his dark circles were heavy, and he looked like he hadn't slept well in a long time. The other guy had long silver hair and delicate features, but her eyes were so cold that Maffeo couldn't see a glimmer of life in the woman's eyes, a look that only the dead and cursed could have.

The dark circles began to look at Maffeo as soon as she entered, and the woman, ignoring everything in the room, walked to the end of the room, sat by the fireplace, and looked out of the wooden shutters. But Maffeo ignored the dark-haired fellow, for the woman's heavy dark aura made him feel uncomfortable, and he had only felt such an uncomfortable aura of darkness when Marcos freed the ghosts.

Bowen sat down next to Maffeo and thanked him again. When he faced Rose again, he was no stranger at all, as if they were old friends who knew each other very well. Hartman, on the other hand, sat across from Rose and winked at him.

Now Ross is finally going to start his "speech" again. "As you can see," he set his gaze first on Maffeo. "These guys are the ones we've gathered to infiltrate the bank, and I don't want any guys to think about the vault anyway, it's a very stupid decision. "He seemed like he was joking.

"Shut up, Colin, only you bastard would be interested in gold. Darkeye lit a low-quality cigarette with a match and taunted Rose.

"Thank you for the compliment, Klein. Ross didn't care in the slightest, he continued. "We need to get into the tower next to the bank, and according to Bowen's inquiry, there will be two teams of guards patrolling the outside of the tower, and there is a special guard inside the tower. There were a few archers on the rooftops around it, and that was the biggest danger before we entered. And the barracks are only about 200 yards away from the tower, and once the bell above the tower sounds the alarm, they can quickly arrive and block the tower, is that clear?"

"Those guys don't have to be afraid. Klein kept waving his hand.

"Hopefully you'll be able to make it so easy then. Hartman laughed.

"Colin, where did you get this coward?" Klein gave Hartman a sarcastic smile.

"Don't cause a dispute, Klein, at least not now. Ross ignored his ill-intentions towards Hartman. "Bowen, you're staring around from the roof across from the bank tower. Klein, get the ropes ready, and we go in through the window. He turned his gaze to the woman at the end of the room, who had not said a word. "Miss Margarita, you and Mr. Frye work together to get rid of the guards guarding the tower. Remember, don't alarm the guards patrolling outside the tower. ”

The silver-haired woman known as Margarita didn't make any movements, she didn't seem to be interested in anything. Rose didn't show any dissatisfaction, he didn't continue to say something to Margarita, and instead looked back at Maffeo, knowing that the other party's question was coming. "You said you didn't want anyone to bleed, but now you want us to kill them. ”

Rose replied with a look of regret. "We have no choice, as long as the guards are inside, we don't have a chance to get the permission back, and as a matter of duty, they won't leave there. I would also like to be able to avoid bloodshed and death, but there is nothing I can do to distract them. "He's a master performer, and despite his apparent expression of regret and remorse, Maffeo doesn't doubt that he won't hesitate to kill anyone who stands in his way.

"Any questions, gentlemen?" said Hartman, duly ending the slightly awkward atmosphere.

"No, sir. Bowen and Klein replied almost at the same time, and the silver-haired woman, she stood up, and walked straight out the door. She didn't look at anyone, as if she was alone. And the things around them are nothing more than inconspicuous clutter in the dark.

"I'd love to have avoided something like that, but it would be the last time we'd do something dangerous. We've got to take the initiative, and the Thieves' Guild guys aren't going to give us time. When we get the license back, things work in our favor. Rose patted Maffeo on the shoulder, as if to comfort him.

"Okay. Maffeo stood up in annoyance and walked out the door.

The time of the action was set for midnight that night, and Maffeo hoped that midnight would never come. It would be the last crazy thing, and Maffeo thought the lumberyard was simply weird. But he could barely see anything unusual in the people around him who were still sweating and working, and they were going about their mechanical lives for a living, as usual.

The dark aura seemed to attract the restless spirits of the ghosts within, and Kazan's sudden agitation showed no warning. Maffeo looked profusely at the source of the agitation, not far away Margarita, leaning against a tree. Her lifeless eyes were fixed on her, an invisible aura of darkness swirling around her. As if to seduce Maffeo, she turned away and faded into the forest.