"Yes ... It's Lord Leon, he recruited it, sister, it's terrible, is it eaten by monsters?"

Lycia controlled her disgusted expression, she didn't want to be spoiled by children. "Yes, why did he invite monsters? Ordinary people are afraid of strange beasts. ”

The little boy seemed to have mustered up his courage, and Lycia heard him take a deep breath, then sigh, then inhale again. "Yes, for evidence, an emerald ring. ”

"Rings?" Lycia heard that the evidence was a ring, and suddenly felt that this matter seemed to have nothing to do with Dimitri, but she still decided to continue looking for things, after all, she was now the villain, and she should be working against the church.

The little boy earnestly searched for it in the dirt. "Yes. ”

Lycia, with her unusual sense of hearing and alertness, discovers that the little boy is secretly hiding something.

"Take it out. Lycia took his wrist and illuminated his pale face with a silver ring of thorns.

When the boy dared to find something in the pile of flesh and mud, Lycia noticed that something was wrong.

The little boy didn't move, a stubborn expression on his face, and Lycia grabbed his wrist, pulled it out, and then broke his clenched fist.

A modest emerald ring lay in the palm of his hand.

"This is something to be handed over to the church!" the boy's expression changed from embarrassment and anger to sadness and helplessness for a second.

"I'll leave it to the church. Lycia said expressionlessly, the little boy is still young after all, and this kind of acting skills can't fool people at all except for showing that he is scheming.

"Okay. The boy wiped his hands, and then gave up the struggle until he was no longer in a position to negotiate with Lycia.

'There are thorn patterns, and there are patterns in the gems, well, I'm afraid this is a royal thing. Lycia figured out why the church was looking for the ring, and it had something to do with the bastard.

The woods at night were very eerie, and Lycia put the ring in place and looked down to ask the boy. "Do you know where Sufaro should go?"

"This way. The little boy did not ask her why she had traveled from closer to Senna to Sufaro downstream.

Ten percent disgust, Lycia couldn't believe what the boy was pointing in.

But she didn't want to waste a six-pointed star. "If you dare to lie to me, or fool me, I will kill you on the way. ”

For such children with different hearts, threats are often more useful than inducements.

"I didn't lie to you! I warned you just now, just at the final blow of the Sludge! Sufaro is indeed to the east, but Sennari is closer, why don't you call a carriage from Senna to Supharo." The little boy, fearing that he would be interrupted by Lycia, was loyal and explained in one breath.

"Very well, let's go to Senna first, and then I'll take you to Sufaro, where the people of the Archchurch are now. Of course, the credit is naturally yours. Lycia thought he was just trying to show his credit.

*

"Can't find anyone?" said Dimitoli, who walked from the window to the door, and met the general of the defenders.

"It's all right, Your Highness, the seven-limbed monster won't hurt Miss Lycia, we just have to look for her along the river. "Troy divined Dimitri again. "And yes, she's fine, maybe she'll be back soon." ”

Entering from the hall were three people from the church in robes, and in the middle were Sufaro and Senna, and downstream to the Bishop of the Pyroka region, Larp.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince!" Bishop Ralpe was a young man with a long black beard tied with a golden thread at the bottom of his beard, and the skin of his face was sunken by the absence of fat. "The old man is very ashamed to hear that you are injured. ”

"It's useless to be ashamed, Lord Bishop, the son of the lord of Sufaro is a wild boar man, and the church has not reported it so far, which is a very great dereliction of duty. "Dimitrius is listing the guilt of the church as the least of all.

Bishop Ralp's eyes were sunken as well, and he looked at Dimitrius with a frown. "Your Highness, you seem to have some prejudice against the church, and we don't know that the city lord will hide it, after all, people from the church are not allowed to enter the homes of nobles casually. ”

The bishop was clearly good with words.

At the same time, Lycia had just found a coachman who was willing to take her to Sufaro.

"But let's talk about it, three gold coins. "Normally, from Senna to Sufaro, even if the trip was full of people, you could earn eight silver coins.

However, Lycia has a vague concept of money and does not feel that it has been ridiculed.

The little boy was twisting his body, taking a deep breath, and looking like he wanted to run.

In the end, he followed Lycia into the carriage and sat honestly across from her, sitting under her ass with her hands and her head down.

It was the first time for Lycia to ride in such an open-top carriage, and she was very unaccustomed to it, and when she went out of town, the cart rolled into a rock, which almost caused her to fall.

Roads between towns and cities are protected by magic circles, so even at night, goods can be transported.

However, each checkpoint of this kind of official road needs to pay taxes according to the weight of the goods, and the Sufaro area is almost unusable due to the rampant foreign beasts, and many merchants are unwilling to pay expensive taxes, so they have left Sufaro, and the loss of commerce has gradually led to the economic backwardness of Sufaro.

The security road is very narrow, just enough for two standard horse-drawn carriages.

"Do you know what the church wants this ring for?" Lycia crossed her arms and looked at the boy's face.

Although the age seems to be consistent with the illegitimate child, however, it looks too different.

It's not like Dimitoli, and there is no resemblance to Dichaman.

"As if to prove a person's identity. The little boy replied in a low voice with his head down.

In order to prove the identity of the illegitimate child? No, would Dimitri's aunt be so careless, and still leave a royal token for the illegitimate child.

"Who?" Lycia watched calmly as the boy's disgust continued to rise.

"I don't know, sister, I really don't know anything. The boy began to speak in a crying voice again.

The coachman even turned his head to look at them.

Lycia wasn't used to riding in such an open-top carriage.

Especially in the carriage where several people were staggering, each man stared at Lycia with their slippery eyes.

Lycia decided to bring the child to Dimitorius for trial, the privacy of the convertible carriage was too poor.

"What kind of car is that? Lycia saw a carriage completely covered in golden cloth.

"The church's car. The coachman answered her.

The little boy's neck was visibly stiffened, and he slowly turned his head to look. "They must have gone to Mistress Leon! we should give them something. ”