"Guest, your sword shark sauce drink. The girl said.

"Thank you. May I ask where there is a horse trade in the vicinity?Today is the 19th of February, where is the place my employer told me to find?" The midday weather was soft, but it irritated the handyman. He took a sip of the sauce and turned to look at Glori, who had just walked to the door.

Wearing a newly-bought brown cloth cape, Glori walked down the breezy old gravel streets. The architecture here is somewhat out of this world, there are hardly any stone and brick houses to be seen, and it is different from what is said to be a place where almost no travelers pass through. He was a little disappointed.

The town of Hunting Swamp, also known as the "Hunting Horse Market", is located south of the Hunting Log House and east of the Flute Grassland. The town is so called not only because it is the production place of the sword shark sauce, but also because travelers like to have a few drinks here, and in addition to this, it is also a gathering place for horse dealers. Of course, this is the only village in the Misty Swamp. Today, its bustling city is gone, with sparse grocery stores and dilapidated inns remaining. There were very few horses trading on the streets, and even the orderly and remnant moon people who passed by were very few, and even the iron had to be visited everywhere.

What Glorry couldn't stand the most was that he could still encounter the order of tax collection in a decaying town. He couldn't help it, and he didn't want to hurt anyone, even though the man was a hateful orderly, but he followed - he wanted to see what was going on. So, in a small alley, he saw that the tax collector was collecting taxes.

"Go up and stun him, and then snatch the money bags, and then find the right time to distribute the money, but in doing so, it will inevitably cause some confusion, and even people will be affected. The nearby hill is where the Lord of the Order is stationed, and I can't afford to cause more trouble for the people here because of this kind of thing, so it won't work," he thought to himself, "and there are important things to do, and that's the reality. I have to leave. Finally, he tightened his cloak tighter and covered it tighter.

"Who's that?" the tax officer felt a little uncomfortable, then touched the back of his head and asked the owner dismissively. He saw Glori turn and walk into a remote alley. According to Breve, the man who helped Glori lived near this street.

As promised, Glori came to the foot of a brick house with a shoe on the left and right on the balcony. It seems that the owner is a relatively rich and powerful man, and it is still possible to have such a comfortable place in this declining town, he thought. Glori sighed, "Knock on the door first and see what happens." ”

"Knock knock", the owner of the house heard the voice and walked downstairs. It was clear that it was a young woman's voice: "Please wait a minute. After a while, the owner opened the door without hesitation. But Glori always felt that there was not only the woman in front of him in this room, as if there was another pair of eyes staring at him just now. No, she wasn't the only one here, he thought.

Then, a twenty-four-year-old woman in a pale red dress met Glori's eyes. The skirt trimmed with sorbet was attractive, but what surprised Glori was her looks.

She's beautiful, and she's so much like a person. The woman has double eyelids, brown eyes like a crescent, black shawl hair, and a sweet smile. She wears long boots, but is a little shorter than Glori. "......" He was about to shout in surprise, but immediately paused: "I'm sorry, but you're the ...... Uncle Brev."

When the woman heard Brev's name, she interrupted Glori, "You mean, you're looking for Marin Dodge?" and she let go of the doorknob with her right hand.

Glori was a little out of breath, shy like an ignorant teenager, and very unaccustomed to saying honorifics, "You...... Is it Marlin? I mean, you're Marlin Dodge?"

The woman bowed and stretched out her white arms into the room. She invited Glori into the house, smiling and saying, "Sorry, Marlin is clearly a male name." Let me introduce myself, and here is Ruth Ida. Hello Mr. Swordsman......"

Glori was a little embarrassed, his eyes dodged, and he looked to the side: "Sorry, it's Glori Carlos down there." You...... Hello ......"

Ruth Ida graciously walked out the door, looked around, then returned to the house, closed the door, and placed Glori's portable lamp on the clean table near the window: "Please be seated." ”

"Did you hear that?" asked Glori, tentatively as Ruth sat around the round table.

"No, you must have misheard. Ruth made a pot of coffee, a rarity in Huntermarsh. Glori looked at Ruth's white hand, looking puzzled. He was convinced that the owner of the building did not live alone, for such a woman must not have come from an ordinary family, and it was impossible for her to live alone in a place under the jurisdiction of order.

"Well, perhaps, I haven't been sleeping well lately. Glori said with a smile.

Ruth put the coffee pot down gently, smiled again, and said, "Why are you looking for Marin? Breve told me this morning that someone would come looking for me, and asked me to hang a shoe on the balcony on the left and right. ”

"Well, Uncle Brev is a good man. He said that Marlin Dodge knew something about the Lodge Expedition," said Glori, taking a sip of his coffee, "Miss, forgive me for being presumptuous." Excuse me, do you know where Marin Dodge is?"

Ruth hesitated, as she noticed Glori's caution. She added a piece of sugar to her cup with a silver spoon, still smiling sweetly. "You can call me Ruth. Then, I have a question that I need you to answer so I can tell you where Marlin is. She said.

The people who asked Glori questions during his travels were often gangsters or robbers, so he was a little embarrassed when he thought about it. However, after a pause, he said, "Excuse me." Then, he subconsciously lowered his head and thought for a moment. He didn't know why something was wrong, but he felt not only stared at, but even stuffy inside, but he knew very well that it wasn't the weather, it was late winter, and the air was cool.

Ruth stood up and opened the window. "You're here for Captain Rocky's diary, aren't you? Are people like you here for Rocky's treasure map?" her words were calm, which made Glory feel as if she already knew everything.

"Certainly not a treasure. Glori looked up and smiled. He didn't feel so dull anymore, but the feeling of discomfort in his heart was still there. He tried to take a deep breath and let the wind blowing in from the window into his body.

"That's for miracles?" said Ruth walked to the cabinet by the wall, and stepped on the wooden stool to reach for the things on it. As a result, Ruth's skirt was pulled by the hook, and the wooden bench shook.

Glori had to get up and grab Ruth's arm to prevent her from falling to the ground on a tilt. "Miracles? How do you know? You have to tell me this. He said.

"Well, I'm sorry. Please help me put this on the table, this incense will refresh you. Plus, you're really agile. Ruth blushed and handed the incense box to Glori. Glori was about to reach out to pick it up when he noticed that Ruth's grip hadn't let go. He deliberately dodged, but still smelled her hair. This moment made Glori so embarrassed that he didn't know how to apologize. He saw that Ruth was already on his feet, so he planned to turn around and sit down. So, as soon as he turned around, he let the cloak blow to the wooden chair.

"Beware," Ruth said hurriedly, "the wooden chair beside you almost touched you. Glori stood, then pressed the rocking wooden chair with his left hand and removed the cloak from the wooden chair while his right hand went to pick up the incense box.

"Thank you. No, I mean I'm sorry, but I'm not usually that frivolous. Glori said in a panic. His heart was beating. But only because of the nervousness, he thought.

Then, there was another slight noise upstairs, which calmed Glori. He could hear it clearly, it was very similar to the sound of a man in armor moving his steps, and it was a little different from what he had heard before. There could be two or more people there, he thought. This made him a little uneasy, and his hand touched the sword wrapped in his cloak, and then let go. He looked Ruth in the eye, "Miss Ruth, if you know, please tell me where Marin Dodge is." ”

"Please don't worry...... I don't know about miracles. As for Marin Dodge...... "Ruth didn't let Glori's actions distract him from what he was doing. The corners of her mouth were raised, and her demeanor was still as elegant, and she gently picked up the coffee pot and poured hot coffee for Glorry. The light was a little dim, but the coffee didn't spill out of the cup.

Glori placed the incense box on the table, and the scent from the box made him feel much better.

"Mr. Carlos, please don't worry, I know you touched the sword in your bosom, and you are afraid that I will be in bad trouble. You are a very kind person. And I know you're not here for any treasure, just want me to tell you where Marin is. I'll tell you, but I can't really help you with miracles, because I don't know. Ruth clutched his cup in both hands.

Glori seemed relieved, but more confused, and his brow furrowed. Glori didn't want to inquire about anything else, only about Marin's whereabouts. He believed she wasn't lying. After delaying for so long, she must have been thinking, not being threatened by someone to wait for the right moment, and if it were me, I wouldn't have trusted people so easily, but who was the person upstairs? She wasn't a bad person anyway, he thought.

"You don't have to worry, there's no bad guy upstairs, just as you think. Do you know what I mean?" Ruth saw everything that Glori was thinking, and knew that he was moved, so his tone was gentle, "At midnight, please meet me at the Misty Moth Lake in the Misty Swamp. ”

"Thank you, I will go there at the agreed time. Glori replied in deep thought. As he left, Glori took a closer look around the house. When he knew there was nothing out of the ordinary, he turned to the path that led to here.