I have to admit that in terms of hunting, the "Hunter" is not a little stronger than the "Assassin".

Joyce discovered that Hunter the Provocateur was able to track his prey based on scents in the air, and that he was also adept at making a variety of powders of different effects to repel or attract prey, making the hunt less like a half-penny than a half-pence of the excitement he had expected.

After the hunt was over and a delicious barbecue feast, Charlie pulled his prey away from Rose Manor.

Sharing the rest of the game with the servants to taste, Joyce took a walk around the manor at night.

The crimson moon hung high in the sky, and the stars adorned it more and more beautifully, and he almost subconsciously praised the goddess on his chest, but his hands were raised, but he suddenly realized that he was a believer in the Lord of the Storm, and he changed to a fist and beat his left chest:

"The storm is above."

Is this blasphemy? I'm not going to be killed by lightning falling from the sky, am I? He looked up at the sky, and the night sky was dark and silent.

Yes, the relationship between the Goddess of the Night and the Lord of the Storm has always been good.

Stop your dangerous thoughts, Joyce...... Although I have become an "assassin", I don't want to believe in the original witch yet.

He shook his head, turned to Sophia, who was following him, and said:

"If I want to move back to Baiam, how long will it take at the earliest?"

The maid thought for two seconds, and then said:

"Byam's house has always been inhabited and cleaned, and if you want to go back, you can do so at any time."

To allow time for the servants to pack their belongings, it is just tomorrow that the investigation task is entrusted to the "balances", and by the way, ask about the time of the extraordinary gathering...... Joyce arranged the itinerary and decided, "Then let's leave here the day after tomorrow, you go and arrange it." ”

"Yes, Mr. Baron." Sophia bowed slightly, and should get off the errand.

Joyce let out an inaudible "um", stopped talking, and walked aimlessly, thinking of many things in a whimsical way, and most of them turned out to be irrelevant.

"Do you think this world is beautiful?"

Sophia could not remember the first time that Monsieur Baron had surprised her today, and she hesitated for a moment before replying:

"It's okay."

The ignorant are fearless...... Joyce was inexplicably a little envious of the maid behind her, and probably the thing that bothered her the most was "my" trouble.

He sighed silently: "Go back and rest, have a good dream." ”

Sophia turned to leave, and heard the voice of Monsieur Baron coming from behind her: "There is one more thing, you don't have to be so tense when facing me in the future." ”

She bit her lip inexplicably, and when she looked back, she saw that Joyce had gone away.

…………

The first night in this world...... Well, maybe it was the second night, and Joyce slept soundly.

There was no unbearable murmuring, and there was no more "witch" in the bed after waking up.

He stood on the balcony of his bedroom, stretching out in the bright morning sun, and saw the servants of the manor become busy, like a swarm of ants ready to return home.

It seems that Sophia's work ability is still very good...... Joyce smiled with satisfaction, contemplating whether to raise her annual salary, well, next time.

Breakfast is a medium-rare steak paired with Rose Estate's own cellar wine.

He had just finished eating when Hunter, the butler, happened to walk in.

"Young master, you look for me."

Joyce nodded, put down the sweetened and milky coffee in his hand, wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, and finally said:

"I'm going to go out in a moment, so please prepare a carriage."

Without waiting for Mr. Hunter, who had a high hairline, to agree, he added: "The carriage is normal, and I am not going to the banquet...... Also, tell Sophia to help me find one... Naive... Point the clothes. ”

He wanted to talk about cheaper clothes, but he thought that a decent nobleman attached great importance to his image, so he changed his words at the end.

"Okay, young master, do you have any other orders?"

"I didn't ...... Oh yes, I've already decided to move back to Byam tomorrow. ”

"Yes, Sophia informed me last night."

How professional is that...... Joyce watched him bow and leave, feeling very emotional, and at the same time despised the speed at which he had fallen.

The "provocateur" Khan was very efficient, and it didn't take long to report that the carriage was ready.

A four-wheeled carriage that looked ordinary from the outside, and the driver was a guard dressed in civilian clothes, and Joyce recognized him as one of the guards who had accompanied him on the hunt yesterday, and his name was Carl.

"Go to the Oak Bar in the Josem neighborhood."

Joyce nodded to the coachman, and when he entered the carriage, he found expensive and comfortable blankets and cushions, and thought that Carl must have a gun and weapon on him, and sighed silently.

Without saying a word, the carriage stopped at the door of the bar.

Instructing Carl to wait in the carriage, Joyce pushed open the door to the bar.

The smell of alcohol, mixed with indescribable strange smells, is not particularly crowded, but it does not prevent them from drinking and bragging.

Joyce walked indifferently through the crowd, walked to the bar, took out two one-suckle coins, and didn't say what he wanted, but asked, "Where's the 'scale'?" ”

The bartender was wiping the glass, glanced at him when he heard the sound, then looked at the coins on the counter, and quietly touched them, and then showed a bright smile:

"The boss is in room No. 2."

"Balance" is a man in his thirties, not physically strong, but the majesty revealed invisibly is easily convincing, he is playing cards with several people, and when he saw Joyce come in, the doubts in his eyes flashed, and quickly turned into undisguised surprise:

"Mr. 'Baron', long time no see!"

Hearing this, Joyce didn't know what to say, because it was the code name he gave himself:

"There's something I need your help with."

Hearing the commission, Mr. "Balance" said to his subordinates: "You guys play for me first." ”

"Follow me."

Joyce smiled and nodded to everyone in the room, and followed him into a spare chess room.

"Sit, what to drink?"

"No need."

Mr. "Balance" did not force it, poured himself a glass of Southwell beer, sat down opposite Joyce, and asked:

"What commission?"

Joyce took out a portrait and placed it on the table:

"His name is Locke, he has been a pirate for a long time, he has lived in the Enmatt neighborhood of Byam, I need his address, his habits, his hobbies, his crimes before his 'retirement', in short, the more detailed the better."

Mr. "Balance" took a big sip of beer, picked up the portrait and looked at it carefully for a while, and commented:

"Looks like a standard Rune gentleman, such a person says more and less in Byam."

"He's extraordinary?"

"Most likely, no more than sequence eight."

The purpose of "Witch" Emily approaching herself must be more than that, from which it can be speculated that the target cannot be an extraordinary person in the middle and high sequences, otherwise it is not called playing, but sending to death...... Joyce, who had already figured this out, replied with certainty.

"The Extraordinary." "Balance" smacked his lips and said:

"You know, things involving extraordinary people are not simple, maybe they will lead to a group of people, and the information you want is too complicated......"

"A hundred pounds." Joyce didn't care if he shirked or wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to increase the price, so he simply made the final decision and offered a price he couldn't refuse.

"Deal."

"Scales" decisively agreed, and similar commissions were up to fifty pounds, as for the extraordinary...... In Byam, commissions that are not related to the extraordinary are rare.

"Within a week, I'll give you news."

"Good." Joyce took out twenty pounds and pressed it against the portrait: "This is the deposit." ”

Putting away the portrait and cash, "Balances" boldly drank the remaining half of the wine and celebrated the deal:

"Mr. 'Baron', today's party will not start for a while, why don't we go and play two first?"

Is there a gathering of the extraordinary? Just today, it's a bit of a coincidence! After a moment's thought, Joyce agreed to his invitation:

"I'm worried your wallet isn't bulging enough."

"Haha, I like your confidence."