Around the coffee table is an L-shaped rose-coloured feather sofa.

Two figures were sitting on the couch.

Among them was a familiar figure with his back to him—

"Beama!?"

Editri's surprise reached the man's ears.

He turned his gaze to the doorway behind him in horror.

"Edit...... Is it? ”

The man was Beam.

The touching of the reunion made the two stunned for a moment.

Billo was unexpectedly calm - in this treacherous environment, Billo could still sit on the sofa and drink tea so calmly?

"Are you alright?"

"Lost to Mr. Kurt in the previous battle, and fell unconscious. When I woke up, I was in this room, and Mr. Curt treated me like a guest, making me black tea and tending to my abrasions, and listening to him tell me as if he wanted to discuss something with us. ”

“…… Kindness. ”

Itri nodded with both relief and anxiety.

Beamo's unharmed made her let go of the big stone in her heart.

And what Wu said earlier about "recruiting us" is also true.

I don't know the motives of the man next to him, and the only thing that is certain is that neither he nor Beamo is his opponent.

Maybe even Kurt or Nightcourt won't be able to win.

You must be self-aware, and even though you have previously stated that you have no intention of killing yourself or Beatah, you must still be careful about what you say.

Wu silently looked at Eatery's pensive face.

It seems that he is very scheming about himself.

Wu smiled and walked to the couch.

Kurt stood up rather cleverly and gave way to Wu.

The sofa is actually very large, and it is perfectly fine to seat five people at the same time.

Kurt's resignation was entirely out of his subordinates' respect for his superiors, and he insisted on not sitting on an equal footing with Wu.

"You may be seated."

"Yes."

Wu nodded indifferently and sat down slowly.

His eyes unconsciously glanced at Kurt, who was standing beside him.

Really.

The anger in his heart that had been messed up by him still hadn't subsided.

But the two guests are still here, and let's wait for the end of the meeting before punishing Kurt.

After giving way, Kurt took the initiative to serve Wu.

The white hands picked up the eight-point full of hot black tea, bent down and respectfully handed it to the Wu who had just sat on the sofa.

"Please drink."

"En......"

Hand it to me so proactively?

It's not that I don't have hands, so why am I so eager to hand myself black tea?

He didn't even ask me if I wanted to drink it, which was a bit less like Curt's cautious attitude.

It's cautious - judging from the point of letting the monsters run wild, Kurt's style is still a little reckless.

But he didn't say he didn't want to drink, since his subordinates took the initiative to hand him a drink, he didn't need to deliberately refuse.

Besides, the drink prepared by Kurt may be a special drink for me who has lost my sense of taste, right?

Raise your right hand and clasp the handle of the teacup, put the tea close to smell, the light floral fragrance is accompanied by a strong black tea flavor, there is a sense of impact of strong and weak collision, deeply shocking your sense of smell, soft and a little tough into the brain.

The black tea is gently shaken as if it were tasting wine.

The deep red color is like a dried blood clot, and the rich brown color becomes balanced and soft when properly mixed.

The black tea in his hand seems to be even richer than the other four cups on the table?

It was supposed to be a bright red brown, but it was close to deep black.

It seems that it should be a "good tea" that Kurt kindly prepared for himself.

Wu closed his eyes lightly and tasted with a tongue that did not perceive.

After taking a sip of hot black tea, the mellow tea flavor accompanied by a hint of citrus soothes his throat, which seems to be heavy but has no obvious tea flavor, and the fragrant tea flavor only stays on the lips and teeth for a moment before dissipating into the taste buds.

The taste is not black tea at all.

I obviously had never tasted such a flavored drink before I was alive.

But I feel familiar and love this in my heart.

Almost a glutton's craving for delicious jade liquid.

Naturally, there is a clear guess about the "drink" in the hand.

"Kurt, I don't even know when you're going to make 'black tea'?"

"You really like to joke - for me, refining is no different from making tea, the principle is the same."

"Then do you think the black tea in my hand is a refined product or a good tea?"

"If you don't dislike it, I'm willing to admit it - it's closer to the product of 'refining'."

"I see."

Wu nodded his head twice as usual, and continued to sip the "black tea" in his hand.

Or "blood".

Looking at Billo, who was catching up with Itri, there was a subtle hint of gratitude in his eyes.

But find time to steal Itri's blood.

As a source of prey for "gluttony", these two are relatively very valuable.

It's not early, either.

Wu stretched out his right hand and waved it to the seat on the other side, naming the seats of the two people.

"You may be seated—both."

"Okay." "Yes."

Although there is an indescribable strange feeling around it, the emotion of reunion obscures these images.

The two of them relaxed their guard a little and sat down.

Kurt and Nightcourt stood by the sidelines - and the three of them began their first real conversation.

"So now that it's over, I'd like to ask where you two came from?"

The two looked at each other.

After only looking at each other for a few seconds, Beama finally blurted out.

"Editary and I are actually the leaders of the 'Haidt Bandits'. Itri was the head of the regiment, and I was the deputy commander. ”

When Wu heard this, he showed a deep frown.

Haight Thieves!?

Isn't that the group of thieves that the Kingdom of Aynk has been hunting?

For a long time, the "Haite Thieves" have been involved in many treasure theft and smuggling activities, participated in many human trafficking and black market transactions, and even colluded with pirates to snatch catches.

It was even included in the "superlative" criminal group by the kingdom.

But it doesn't seem to be as bad as it seems.

The Haight Thieves have not committed a single murder to date.

Everywhere they passed, they were unconscious, and they were not in danger of life.

It is a group of thieves with a very special criminal nature.

As for human trafficking, nominally "human traffickers", I heard that they only buy a few poor children with money and take care of these goods in the form of training and training. When you grow up, you will participate in the theft of the organization.

In this way, it seems that he is a "righteous thief".

Not long ago, Jie Minglangke had planned to use the army of palace guards to investigate.

But his father did not think that this was an exaggeration to the point of using the military power of the court.

To be honest, the father himself turned a blind eye to Haight's actions. Not only does it help take in poor children and raise them, but it can also criticize other illegal organizations, and it can be regarded as a righteous organization hiding in the dark.

It's just that the other ministers in the palace don't think so.

They always see Haidt as a thorn in their side.

Especially Jie Minglangke, he should be the most hated Haidt among the ministers.

However, my father's indulgence had to let my uncle's actions follow his writings.

I don't know why my uncle is so jealous, but there must be a huge coercion on the Kingdom of Aynk, right?

But it has nothing to do with me.

Wu nodded calmly and continued to listen.

"Itri and I were both orphans from twelve years ago—who survived that catastrophe."

"Orphans...... In other words, you have been fatherless and motherless for a long time, right? ”

"Yes."

Bimo Yun said lightly, but there was still a trace of sadness in his eyes.

"But since it's the head of the regiment and the deputy head of the regiment, presumably 'Haidt' is also made by two white-handed, right?"

"Yes."

"I heard that the Haidt Thieves are like righteous thieves, and the reason for doing this is ......?"

"For the sake of a dignified life, of course—to survive while maintaining humanity and ethics!"

Itri replied suddenly.

The calm tone was mixed with a little anger and helplessness.

There was not the slightest pity or surprise in the eyes of the two of them.

Editary then continued:

"I found Bimo, also an orphan, in the midst of the ruins of the mourning wilderness, when we were only ten years old. Seeing the tragic death of our parents, we can only hypnotize ourselves and try to ignore the trauma caused by the pain. Since then, we have lived in a world of thieves and thieves. ”

"Ten years old...... Did you have a magical education before this? ”

"There are only basic education courses, but the magic strength so far has been honed by actual combat."

"If you have the ability to receive magic education courses, it can be seen that the families of the two are also well-off."

"Even if it is—it's all in the past."

A few tears slid down Eatri's cheeks, and her voice was no longer flat, unable to suppress the grief in her heart.

Even too much time can't erase the grief of losing a loved one, and Itri is a woman who misses the old and values her feelings.

Bimo is calmer and quieter.

It can be seen that the personalities of the two are obviously very different.

Swallowed saliva in pain from the Adam's apple.

Editri continued:

"That's it - we bought in many orphans who also survived the disaster, began to cultivate a tacit understanding to cooperate in stealing, and practiced magic with each other in our spare time, so that our strength could be increased and used in each theft."

"That's why you've been around traffickers for years?"

"You know very well to us."

"Haight is also a well-known thief in the Stafen Plains, and if he doesn't even know this information, he will only appear to be ignorant. But I'm a little puzzled - so many orphans are from that disaster? ”

"Sounds incredible, right? But this is a true fact - the evil god 'gluttony' who once overturned the plains was basically a messenger from hell to harvest human life, and according to legend, the number of victims has already exceeded 10 million. ”

“…… I see. ”

"You look like you're thirty years old, right? Haven't you lived through this war? ”

“…… It just so happens that the man is not on the plain. Do you hate gluttony? ”

"I hate it so much!"

As if poking at Eatri's bottom line, her expression became resentful, and her voice trembled with anger in response.

Billo still has no obvious facial reaction.

However, he can basically give up the plan to reveal his identity.

Even if they confess directly, the two of them shouldn't believe it. Naturally, there is no need to waste lips and tongues explaining.

It is useless to say more.

It's better to change the topic as soon as possible and adjust the atmosphere of the conversation.

"By the way, are all of your nearly 1,000 members orphans from the post-war period?"

"No—not exactly."

Billo, who had been silent for a long time, finally answered.

"A few are members who used to serve other bandits and joined us because they didn't agree with the leader. So the age distribution of our bands of thieves is very extreme, even the elderly. ”

"But old age also means that they have a lot of experience and skills, right?"

"yes. The members who joined later did not care about the status or age difference of each other, and taught us a lot of knowledge and combat skills in a strict and kind tone, so that the atmosphere of the whole Haidt was kept in a very pleasant state. ”

Wu nodded, and was actually very envious of such a mode of getting along.

There is no barrier between status and age, and you can get along with the most sincere friends, even as close as family.

This is the warmth that I love most in my life. Deeply influenced by the class system, the vast world has long been filled with hypocrisy and lies, and all that remains is the fatigue of flattery or mutual suspicion.

Especially inside the royal palace of Einke.

As a little prince, many of them have seen many filthy and cruel court battles.

In order to prevent himself from being polluted by the corruption of the miasma, he is willing to stay away from the minister who has no one in his eyes as a madman.

Rather, it is a group of thieves who are spurned by the world.

The members of Haidt don't know each other and come from different backgrounds - but they still take care of each other as family, and although the goals and methods they achieve together are not clean, at least their hearts are not polluted by the treacherous world.

Is it only in danger that we can keep the "kindness" that is most difficult to tap in someone's heart?

Speaking of the kingdom of Aynk.

Wu's eyes noticed the purple gold dragon robes on the two of them—representing the supreme proof of the "Enke Magister Regiment".

Although they didn't know their father and Grossar, they were certainly no strangers to Einck's national prestige.

Wantonly wearing the military uniform of a certain big country does not need to be warned in advance to know.

Apparently deliberately.

"I have a question for both of you - why do you deliberately copy the uniforms of the Eink Magisters?"

"Do you know where this dress came from?"

Itri asked curiously.

“…… I used to have some festivals with the Magister Regiment, so I naturally know everything about it. You are definitely not the people of Aynk, but even if you are not a people, you should understand that maliciously copying other countries' military uniforms is taboo, why should you do this? ”

Editri and Billo looked at each other again.

It seems that there is something unspeakable.

They only looked at each other for a few seconds, and then looked at Wu again.

Itri asked tentatively.

"Are you a soldier from the Kingdom of Einck?"

"It's not. I don't have anything to do with it, but I've seen it a few times. ”

"Since it's not—then it's fine."

As if relieved, Itri lifted her nervous expression.

"It all started a month ago - one morning, our men learned from a black market deal that several ministers from the Kingdom of Aynk were plotting a mysterious experiment."

"Experiments? What kind of experiment is it? ”

"We don't know about this, and even the black market, which circulates a lot of secrets, is just a rumor like this."

"I see. But it's not hard to guess that you're not interested in the content of the experiment, but you're just thinking about the 'money' to carry out the full experiment, right? After all, it is an official experiment of the kingdom, and even if it is not large, it is coveted. ”

"Worthy of Mr. Fortes."

Beamo praised it unabashedly.

Replaced by Beamo to continue to explain.

"According to the report of the subordinates, this is a secret experiment that has lasted for five years, and the amount of money involved in such a time-consuming experiment must be very staggering, and it is an unavoidable opportunity for us to run a group of thieves."

"But is it that easy?"

“…… So we failed. ”

Billo lowered his head and said with some frustration.

"Yes, that's right."

Beama stretched out his slightly trembling right hand to lift the teacup, blew on the hot tea twice and took a sip—

It is indeed a warm and sweet cup of black tea.

The hot tea slides into the dry throat, the body seems to be comfortably massaged, the tense muscles are released, and the heat source warms the blood to infiltrate the muscles of the whole body, soothing one's internal organs and soothing the unpleasant memories in the conversation.

"This cup of black tea doesn't look like a drink made from ordinary tea leaves!?"

Looking at the black tea in his hand, Bimo, who was surprised by such a good tea, muttered unconsciously.

The appreciation of the drink he brewed made Curt nodded politely and replied calmly:

"You are two guests who are appreciated by Lord Fortes, and the drinks and food they enjoy should be of the highest standard, and it is a pleasure to satisfy you, so please feel free to have any other needs."

“…… Thank you. ”

The gentlemanly courtesy made Billa a little confused.

The murderous aura emitted during the previous fight disappeared without a trace, and now Kurt only has the gentleness of a gentleman.

"Oh uh - where did I go?"

"You've failed."

"Oh! Yes, yes——! ”

Beama put down the hot tea in his hand, and his slightly calmed emotions entered the memory again.

"In fact, this experiment has only just entered its first year, and it is said to be a mysterious experiment that even the leaders don't know."

Didn't the leader, the father, know about it?

Which minister was the ill-intentioned conspirator?

"Since it's a secret experiment that even the higher-ups don't know, the number of people guarding the process must be very small, right? After all, if you want to plot the whole thing, you can't use the kingdom's forces in a big way, right? ”

"Correct. That's exactly what we look at. ”

"In that case, with your strength and numbers, you should have a very good chance of defeating the other party, right?"

"The reason for our failure – it was the person in charge of the experiment – 'Fallomar . Its Beru's obstruction. ”

"Phelomar......?"

What a familiar name.

If memory serves—

"The second seat of the Enk Magister - Pheromar codenamed 'The End'?"

Wu clearly introduced as if he had already met Fellomar before, and both of them looked at Wu in shock.

I just blurted out the memories in my heart, but I didn't expect me to remember it so clearly.

"You know this man?"

"The nine seats of the Enk Magister Regiment, all of them have a good reputation in the Staphine Plains, so it's not surprising, right?"

“…… That's right. ”

The two of them were casually made up with explanations.

At least not to arouse suspicion.

Beamo went on to explain.

"Legend has it that Fallomar was instructed by his superiors to stay in the 'Stafen Pavilion', which connects relations between countries, and it is only natural that Fallomar as the person in charge of the experiment located the experimental base here."