Ever since Lycia learned that Buchton was in Canteosu, she had not been able to find the secret of the city walls to guide her way.

Instead, he kept following Harris around in an attempt to find Buchton.

"Liz, are you interested in exiles?" Harris sensed Lycia's intentions, after all, she had already asked her boss Al about the client several times.

Lycia nodded, and simply admitted: "I heard that it is a nobleman, a nobleman here, I haven't seen anyone else except the city lord." ”

"Besides, it's exiled, right? hahahahaha. Harris quickly accepted the argument and offered to take Lycia to find them, "I know where these people are, but they are quite big and look down on civilians, so you'd better not come up and greet them." ”

Lycia looked genuinely surprised, "Okay. ”

Coming to the so-called penal colony, Lycia also understood the true sense of indulgence of nobles in the Thorn Empire.

This is not exile at all, it is just a change of place, how to say it, it is not a blessing, but suffering is absolutely not to talk about.

Lycia watched the casual nobles sit upright, no one gave them a look, and she was not in a hurry to draw the pattern of the circle on the paper, which was the most basic circle.

"Can we go in like this?" The door was ajar, and a curtain was hung to keep the wind and sand from entering, and Lycia was half-pulled the curtain to look in, and there were not many people inside, but it seemed that Buchton was not seen.

"It's best not to go in. Harris stood aside with his hands behind his back, and a young man with a straight face approached with his pants lifted.

"What for?" Buchton asked viciously, holding a wooden sword, his original sword taken away.

Lycia's back stiffened for a second, a little afraid to look back, after all, Harris was here.

"What to do, what to see. Buchton apparently didn't expect Lycia to be here, and everyone thought that Lycia and Dimitrili had died in the fire.

Lycia lowered her head, and in the light of the calcium carbide fire, the moment she was pushed away by Buchton, she gave him a piece of the sketched improvised magic circle that was originally intended to be given to him, and it happened to hang on his wooden sword.

Buchton saw the cloth, and Harris was blocked by Lycia's back.

Just as Buchton stopped and turned back to curse, his eyes met Lycia's.

To be on the safe side, Lycia took control of Buchton, and the godhead thread entered his mind.

'It's me, Buchton, who walks in normally, and then at two o'clock in the morning, I'm here for you. Lycia communicates in the Godhead, and Buchton doesn't seem to know how to respond to the Godhead exchange, but Lycia is sure he understands.

Because his expression went from stunned to shocked, then stiffened his neck and bowed his head slightly, and when he turned around, he accidentally dropped the wooden sword on the ground.

"Let's go, there's nothing to see. Lycia shrugged and said to Harris, who didn't know.

*

At two o'clock in the morning, the wind and sand were strong.

As Harris slept soundly, Lycia cast a silence spell on both her feet and her door, and slipped out without a hitch.

She walked recklessly on the curfew road, and the sheriffs she met gave way when they saw the badge in her hand.

This is what Old Bill gave her after the last time she saw the city lord.

She glanced at the sky, the golden moon seemed to be getting brighter and brighter, and the wind swept the sand layer after layer on her face.