Half an hour later, in the nameless alley of the East End.

Grandin watched the carriage escorting the prisoners leave.

The side of its envelope is engraved with the emblem of the police system with two swords crossed and a crown clustered.

"You have to believe that I'm not an acute child. I actually prefer to work slowly to make the experience better for both parties. Daly explained as she stood next to Grandin and watched the carriage go away.

Madam, before you say this, please wipe the blood off your hands.

Grandin pouted, glancing at Daly's blood-stained fist. The blood was a silent indictment of Ms. Daly by the ruffians.

He stuck his head out into the alley, and the weeping girl was gone.

"She wanted to wait for you to come back and thank you in person, but I had already advised her to leave. Your trench coat, I made her wear it back, after all, her clothes are a little out of shape. ”

Dali took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood from her hands.

"It's okay, I can reimburse all the property lost at work, even at the night watch and the police...... Ahem, the girl is gone? ”

Grandin asked, a little uneasy.

"Don't worry, I'll send someone to keep an eye on it."

As Daly spoke, Grandin felt a cold wind hovering around his neck.

He didn't turn on his vision to see what was at his feet, but he thought it was something like a natural spirit summoned by Daly.

After resolving the incident, they began to patrol the streets of East End Street again.

Then they caught a gang of thieves and even arbitrated a dispute over the sale and purchase of a market.

The seller used Beckland's local apples to pass off as South Will's apples, and the amount involved in this dispute did not even exceed 5 soles. However, the movement of the buyer and seller arguing loudly attracted a lot of passers-by, who gathered together to block half of the street.

This heavily traffic-critical behavior forced Grandin to intervene. After simply confirming the seller's deception by the pendulum method, he simply asked him for the purchase receipt.

In the seller's prevarication, Grandin used his rights as a police officer to get him to return Sole to the buyer.

At 12 o'clock, the patrol ended. Grandin treats the two of them to a roadside restaurant in the East End.

This time he was careful not to order any food containing alcohol.

In the afternoon, Dalie was going to make potions in the Chanis Gate, while Grandin, who had already finished his work, went home and changed into his police uniform and rested in his easy chair for a while.

It was close to half past two before he went out to take the subway to the East Bailang Pier.

Yesterday there was a message from Rowena asking to meet at 3 p.m. today at the same place where the 'bad thing' was done last time.

Grandin didn't think it was a bad thing to take out a 'hermit'. But maybe it's because 'witches' have different thinking ideas from ordinary people, and he can understand it.

Just as Grandin was standing on the trestle along the shore and thinking about it, he suddenly smelled a smell of citrus and bergamot.

Because it is volatile, this scent should belong to the top notes of perfumes. Well, that means that the owner of the perfume deliberately sprayed perfume in order to see me? Because I am very important to her, do you value this meeting? But given her personality, maybe she did it on purpose, which makes me think so.

Grandin still had the strength to judge as he restrained his wandering thoughts.

In the next second, Rowena leaped out of the shadows.

She's still dressed in leather armor breeches.

"Is there anything you want me to do?" Grandin turned and found her place before she could leap out of the shadows.

As soon as the words came out, he regretted it a little, for he could almost imagine what Rowena would answer. For example, 'Dead ghost, can't I find you if there's nothing to do?' ’

Rowena smiled and blinked her smart eyes, "Don't show this regretful expression, I'm here to help you solve your problems today." ”

"Trouble? I don't think I'm in any trouble right now. ”

Grandin resisted, believing that Rowena, who had come to him on her own initiative, was a problem.

"Isn't that three-masted galleon in the warehouse a nuisance? Keep it to occupy the space, and the unlicensed ships can't be sold, and it is easy to attract the bitter master Aurora Society. Rowena stuck out her finger and pointed at Warehouse 072, not far from the pier. I can help you out of this trouble today. ”

It's a real hassle, and Grandin really struggles to find the right buyer to sell it.

But now he can't show his cowardice:

"Don't forget who I am. I could have bought off the ship survey department through the police system, 'laundered' it and then sold it. ”

In the bloated and corrupt government system of the Kingdom of Rune, there are many people who are willing to help him with this, of course, provided that they are given enough gold pounds.

"Of course you can, but why not give yourself another choice? Let's start with the three-masted galleon. With that, Rowena walked to the warehouse first.

Grandin still hasn't found the key to the warehouse, but that doesn't stop him from opening the door.

The warehouse was no different from the last time they left, except for the smell of dust from the lack of ventilation.

"The hull structure is a little old, the tonnage is a little smaller, and some of them don't meet my requirements, so I can only say that they are barely enough." Rowena picked out a whole bunch of faults in an instant.

Grandin is in no hurry, he knows that the discerning customer is the real buyer.

He kindly reminded, "You forgot a little bit, driving this ship may also be targeted by the Aurora Society." ”

Rowena, who couldn't bargain, said with a straight face:

"It's not a problem, we only do ocean trade. I don't think it's so unlucky to be able to run into them by chance on the vast sea. ”

"So why do you want to buy my old, cramped, undocumented sailboat?" Grandin was puzzled.

He also thought that Rowena would not answer the question, as it might involve matters in their sect.

But Rowena didn't think much before she spoke:

"I don't know the specifics, but first of all, congratulations. The witch who came to hunt you had an accident on her way and didn't make it to Beckland alive, and all the goods she was escorting were lost. ”

Grandin raised an eyebrow, and although he had a hunch, it was only at this moment that his conjecture was confirmed.

He asked tentatively:

"So, I'm safe for the time being? Although it's not appropriate for me to ask, I'm still curious, what happened to this witch? ”

"I don't know, maybe it's a natural disaster or an opponent, it's more likely to be man-made."

Rowena had a puzzled expression on her face, a mid-sequence powerhouse was killed without even sending out a single message?