The world is very prejudiced against warlocks.

As a warlock, Annan believed that he was suffering from this prejudice.

Especially when Francois emerged from the futon, Annan could almost feel the irony under the crow's mask.

Let the centurion wait for him in the study, and Annan let them leave in the order of the "guests".

Fortunately, the latecomers did not know the existence of the first comer, and the countess did not know that the bedroom was full of people.

"I'm underestimating you, sweetheart." The wine lady finally walked out of the terrace and said meaningfully.

"It's just that you all came at the same time......"

Annan had no choice but to say this, and then, after the wine lady left, he asked towards the empty bedroom, "Dela?" ”

Without answering, Deira ran away early.

After solving the trouble in the bedroom, Annan asked the head maid to prepare some drinks and came to the study.

"Is this a private gathering of warlocks?"

The centurion read the shelves of books that Annan had brought from the town of Pinglin.

"We're just talking about something."

"Talking about the terrace, the wardrobe, the bottom of the bed, the bed?"

"They were watching the view from the terrace, accidentally fell into the closet, dusted under the bed, and ...... Slept in the wrong room. "Excuses can be outrageous, but they can't be without.

"It's okay." The centurion superficially reassured, "At least you haven't dabbled in other races. ”

"Are all scavengers like this?"

"And the way you are."

Annan sat on the sofa and looked at the interested centurion: "Did you come to me so late to mock me?" ”

"Getting down to business would make you feel ill-intentioned, but since you want to ......," the voice under the crow's mask was solemn, "we found traces of nezumi in Viscount Reagan, and we need a scavenger team to investigate, so I thought of you." ”

"You want me to participate?"

Investigate the Viscount Reagan...... It sounds like something unexpected is going to happen.

Annan hesitated whether he should risk his participation in the investigation.

The centurion simply continued: "The answer will not fall on its own. You've been in Breezy for many days, have you found a clue? ”

The answer is no.

Although Annan integrated the forces around him to make the position of the king of the north more stable, there was no progress on who the murderer was - at most Olmedo was ruled out.

"You want me to lure out the murderer?"

"You shouldn't think so...... I just think you should look into it. The centurion solemnly told Annan: "You are a scavenger, and scavengers never take advantage of their companions." Believe it or not, this is the essence of what distinguishes us from the dross. ”

"You don't have to worry about safety either, remember what I said? The new member will carry out an incident in absolute safety. ”

"Then I'll join."

Annan realized it was a fitting opportunity: to test whether the scavengers could be trusted.

If an accident comes unexpectedly, it means that even the scavengers are no longer clean, and Breeze City has long been corrupted, so it is best for him to flee back to Hirabayashi Town or Ausulon Territory as soon as possible.

"When are you leaving?"

"Now."

Soon after, the centurion left, and Annan returned to his bedroom to turn off the lights and rest.

The manor fell into the silence of the night.

……

At the scavenger headquarters, Annan followed the centurion to the second floor, where he had never been, and into a room where cowbells were placed.

"Approach it, listen to it."

Annan heard the slight whimper of the breeze blowing through the iron in his ears, and then regained his silence.

"And then?"

Annan turned around and saw the centurion's leather-gloved palm reaching for his chest—straight through it.

"Now you are the observer. It cannot be seen, it cannot be heard, it cannot be touched. Only the centurion's empty room echoed with her voice. But remember, no matter what happens, don't make a move. ”

"Being active takes you out of the observer state."

This is what the centurion said about "carrying out an incident in absolute safety".

"So I entered the spirit realm?"

It was a wonderful experience for Annan to look down and not see his body.

The centurion paused for a moment in Annan's ignorance.

"The spirit realm is the stronghold of chaos. If you accidentally break in, death is the only relief. ”

"Can you hear me?"

"Because I'm next to a cowbell."

"Was that the same with Francois?"

"Other scavengers have other protections."

It seems that Annan enjoys special treatment because of his status.

"Who am I going to do with?"

"Four brave rookie scavengers."

The words fell, and the centurion's deep voice came from the mask:

"How long are you going to touch my body?"

"What?"

Annan's voice floated from the doorway.

……

"Guido Rhone."

"Violet Eudora."

"Riddle Gross."

"Big Big."

"Annan." Annan, who was floating next to the four scavengers, thought.

Annan met with four temporary teammates who were investigating the incident:

Guido Rona in a fully enclosed cotton armor;

Violet Eudora with a longbow and a quiver on her back and pointy ears;

A large biggie with a dual-wielding battle axe;

And then there is the focus of Annan's attention: Riddle Gro, who wears a faded captain's hat, a rapier in his left hand, and a firearm in his right.

It seems that black powder is no longer Annan's gift package for visitors from the other world.

Guido Rona is still complaining to his companions that the recently popped up Susan spinning machine has left his mother with nothing to do.

The scavengers are not as mysterious as they might think - they are still made up of basic people.

The centurion led them to the third level, where a mage opened the portal to Viscount Reagan.

After an indescribable feeling of dizziness, Annan and his team of four went from the bright underground to the dark ground, and the cicadas and insects in the woods rang out in all directions.

Like a ghost, Annan followed and explored the surrounding four-person team.

"I have a sense of foreboding about this mission." Riddle Gro looked around warily, "as if a pair of eyes were watching me......"

"He's right." Willetus Eudora looked around. "Something is watching us."

Annan began to think that the centurion was lying to himself.

"You wait here for me, I'll investigate."

Willetus Eudora asked her companion to wait, and she leaped nimbly into the bushes.

It wasn't long before Willetus Eudora returned with what she had detected: the territory was mildly corrupted, and many nezumi roamed the wheat fields and inhabited the farmsteads, and there were not a few of them, preventing the half-blood elves from penetrating the territory.

A faint oil lamp dispels the darkness around it.

"A real nezumi colony?" This made Riddle Groh a little uneasy, "I've never heard of them being so close to town......"

The scavengers take the purification potion.

"We only have thirty minutes." Riddle Gross asked, "Infiltrate the assassination or do it quickly?" ”

Willetus Eudora pulled an arrow from her quiver.

"A quick sneak assassination."

The oil lamp went out, and darkness rushed up in the blink of an eye, engulfing the faces of the four scavengers.

(End of chapter)