"The walls of Canteosu will show the way in the midday sun. ”

Lycia fell asleep as she read the words.

"It seems that the lord of this city is not a bad person. Harris said something that made Lycia want to sneer.

After coming into contact with the city lord, Lycia's senses for Harris have changed, and in any case, Harris is the invader compared to the land where Lycia has lived for many years.

"Liz, I've got to go out and pick up the job, um, are you going to come with me?" Harris had already sorted out his kit, not noticing the change in Lycia's mood.

"Go. ”

During the day, the temperature of Canteose is slowly rising.

After walking for half an hour, Lycia had to take off her cloak and hold it in her hands.

"You are indeed a child who has endured hardship. Harris walked into a shop that sold carved seals, and it was deserted, after all, even if the nobles wanted to carve their own jade seals, they would never entrust them to the people of Canteose.

"Oh, Mr. Harris, you came back a year later, and since you're gone, many of my old patrons have been lost. A man with obvious bones hanging from his loose flesh stepped out from behind the counter.

Lycia stood in the dimly lit ten-square-meter storefront, looking around.

The walls are inlaid with many finished text seals, and the yellow mud walls have messy paper on the only table.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Al, but I'm in a hurry to get home. Oh, this is my apprentice, Liz. Harris busily introduced Lycia.

"Hello, Mr. Al. Lycia withdrew her gaze and turned to look at the drill bit peeking out of Harris's cross-body bag.

"Hello, Miss Liz, it's a pleasure to meet you. By the way, Mr. Harris, because you said you would be back in a year, you've been getting some orders lately. "The boss wasn't interested in Lycia and didn't even look at it.

"Yes, yes. Harris took a stack of papers from Al's hand, "Huh?

Al lowered his voice and whispered into Harris's ear, "That's the former crown prince's man." ”

Lycia pricked up her ears.

"Former crown prince?" Harris certainly knew along the way that something had happened to the royal family of the Thorn Empire.

"I heard that he was also a minor nobleman, and after the death of the crown prince, the emperor also died, and the illegitimate son inherited the throne, isn't it?" Al said that he was off track, "I heard that the bastard was also in some heraldic academy before, and he was a classmate of the former crown prince." ”

Lycia was shocked again, she really hadn't asked about illegitimate children all this way.

The bastard is a classmate, then it is definitely not a noble, the noble students who entered the Thorn Academy have all tested the coat of arms, and the rest of the commoners, who is in line.

"Who, I mean, the principal. Harris was also curious.

"It's the one who was exiled here, and after the death of the crown prince, the crime he had covered up was revealed, haha, if you want me to say, it's just a casual crime. "Al had been trying to talk to someone about it for a long time.

Who could it be, Lycia thought first of all was Buchton, after all, he was almost judged the time he rescued the queen.

"Ahem, okay, it's not good to talk about other people all the time, anyway, you take these orders first, the stones, I'll pile them in the backyard, you can knock a few pieces of the right size yourself." Boss Al opened his mouth, obviously wanting to say.

"What do exiles do with custom seals?" Lycia stood still, not following Harris to the backyard, but instead of talking to the boss Al.

"The little girl asks so much about what to do, and it is useful in short. Al walked back to the desk and sat down.

"Forgery?" Lycia felt that she was an apprentice, so being open-mouthed was also an apprentice's characteristic, so she spoke without thinking.

"Nonsense! How is it possible, am I Al this kind of person? He's just carving some weird patterns. Al muttered loudly, "Well, I don't understand what it is anyway." ”

Al can't read it, Lycia probably does.

This is part of the breakout circle.

Lycia's eyes widened, and she shook her head, feigning ignorance.

If the exiled person wants to escape, he or she must have commissioned many seal shops to help him carve the circle, and then try to put it together.

In the lower corner of the paper, there is another line of very shallow prints, which should be printed from the previous sheet.

Lycia was precise enough to be sure that Ash's name was on the line.

Well, it is indeed Buchton.