Sherlock called the humble house a treasure trove, the most shabby treasure trove Kelly and Warhammer had ever seen. However, from another point of view, it is indeed a treasure trove, as it is full of goods that are temporarily idle. When one day there is a renewed interest and demand for these goods, it will get another fortune.

The house was a world of spiders, and the dust was so thick that Kelly was coughing almost all the time. Of course, Warhammer doesn't have that problem. Sherlock, on the other hand, is used to it, and perhaps it should be said that the goblins themselves are very different from the human senses, and the dust is not worth mentioning to them.

This is what Sherlock calls a quiet place, and indeed, it is indeed quiet and undisturbed. But the only problem is that even someone like Kelly, who doesn't pay attention to the details of life, can't stand the squalor and the smell here. She was skeptical that she would be able to have a good conversation in such a place, and she thought that she might soon be bedridden with a serious illness.

Warhammer didn't bother as much, and he found a clean chair under Sherlock's guidance and sat on it, while Kelly thought she just had to stand. She declined Sherlock's gesture to sit down and stood in a less dusty part of the room.

"As long as you can quickly explain what you want me to help you with, the sooner you can get out of here. There's definitely going to be a price to pay for getting help, haha. Sherlock seems to be pleased that it does have a lot of tricksters, which has led to the reluctance of many merchants in Huttonmar to do business with it. Although Sherlock himself looked down on the mediocre merchants, he thought the guys' heads were rusty.

"Well, I think we need you to go into Sanban Street and gather some information for us. Kelly said straight to the point.

"Sanban Street?" Sherlock hesitated, but then it reacted. "You're talking about that grey town on the northern outskirts of the West Coast, why do you want information about that place, there's nothing of interest except the gangs. ”

Kelly sighed, but she felt it was a little difficult to explain everything in a short period of time. Besides, she doesn't really trust Sherlock, so she must not reveal her purpose to Sherlock. "Well, the entrances and exits to that place are all blocked by garbage heaps, so that's why we're asking for your help. There's no way we're going to get rid of the rubbish for the time being, and there's no other way to get in if the entrance is blocked. ”

"Garbage heap?" Sherlock reacted quickly this time. "You mean to let me go dig into the garbage heap?" it quickly realized what the humans in front of it were trying to do.

"That's it, Greenskin. Warhammer's tone didn't sound like asking for help at all, it sounded more like coercion.

"Sir, I don't think you know what politeness is. Sherlock's face sank, and he hated nothing more than someone to call himself by such an insulting term for a goblin.

"I'm sorry. Warhammer spread his hands, showing his innocence.

"Forget it, I won't dwell on this. Sherlock sighed, it wouldn't argue with the other party when it encountered this kind of thing in the past, after all, business came first in its mind.

"So that's the rough picture, can you help us?" asked Kelly. "Of course, we'll pay you accordingly. "She hasn't forgotten that.

If it had been another deal, perhaps Sherlock had agreed. But this time it was different, despite being a goblin, it also had dignity, so it very decisively rejected Kelly's request. "I'm sorry, Miss Kelly. Honestly, it's not in line with my noble taste. It's the kind of thing that only those who grew up in vulgar environments do. No matter how much you give me, I will not agree. ”

"Wow, hearing the words 'noble' and 'tasteful' from the goblins' mouths makes me laugh. Warhammer stood up from his chair and mocked.

"No matter how much you taunt me, I won't agree. Sherlock shook his head.

"Is there really no room for manoeuvre?" asked Kelly.

"No, not at all. ”

"That's right......" Kelly looked at Warhammer. "Let's go. ”

"What?" Warhammer stomped in exasperation. "You're going to give up, okay, let's go back, back to Huttonmar. It's none of our business what the guys on Sanban Street are going to do. You can continue to use your deceptive gadgets to cheat stupid guys out of their money, and I'll never choose to work with you again!" Warhammer turned away angrily, moving so fast that Kelly didn't have time to stop him.

"What the hell...... Kelly scolded in a low voice, and all she could do was slam the door shut.

Sherlock in the room was silent for a moment, then said to Kelly. "I'm sorry for the consequences, and while my answer won't change, I think I can offer you another object. ”

Its words finally soothed Kelly's mood a little, and also made Kelly, who wanted to give up, find a little more hope. "Who is it?" she asked impatiently.

"I have a friend named McGee. It lives in the wilderness off the West Coast, and is always armed with strange weapons that don't match it, and you call them firearms. And it's an idle guy, always likes to join in the fun, in short, it's an adventurous guy. Every time something happens, it comes running to see me, and it says it's reassuring......" Sherlock paused, then pulled open the drawer of the table and pulled out the parchment and quill from it. "Well, I'll write it a letter and ask it to come to see me on the West Coast, and you can talk to it then. Rest assured, I'll tell it that you guys are my friends. ”

Although Sherlock proposed this solution, Kelly thought that it was definitely not gratuitous, but she did not expect this goblin who seemed to be full of money and profit to have such a side. Maybe that firearms-loving goblin McGee was really its best friend, her bosom friend.

"That's right. Sherlock reminded after writing the letter. "If you want to get close to a goblin, then the best and fastest way to do it is to do what you like. McGee's guy always wanted to make new guns, and he often collected some ironwork. If you can give it a good firearm, then I think your deal with it will go well. ”

"Thank you, Sherlock, but isn't it really gratuitous?" asked Kelly, knowing she understood what she was referring to.

"I'm looked down upon by many humans, but I'm not like some scumbags. I won't pay you this time, but next time, I'll open my mouth without restraint. Sherlock smirked sinisterly.

"Not bad. Kelly nodded in satisfaction.

"Well, please come back today. Until the relationship between your companions gets worse, don't stay in my treasury. Sherlock waved his hand and motioned for Kelly to leave.

"See you later, Sherlock. Kelly pushed open the door and left the house.