Business district, North Yard Town.
On the plateau on the outskirts of the town, an aristocratic castle stands tall.
Outside the castle's manor, there are knights and retinues in armor patrolling from time to time.
The armors of these knights and retinues all have a javelin imprint engraved on them.
What it represents is the surname Lane of a family.
Residents living in Yard Town all know that although the Lane family, which manages the taxation of Yard Town, is now in a corner, it once was glorious and was one of the top nobles in the business district.
However, it was destroyed by the evil alchemist after being provoked.
Suddenly, the huge back cover and the gorgeous manor turned into a desert and have been in decline ever since.
Now, all the territory of the entire family is just this remote town.
The total annual tax revenue is not even as generous as the salary of a knight captain from a great noble family.
As the old patriarch gets older, his temper becomes more and more irritable, and the tax increases every year also make the residents of Yade Town miserable.
At this moment, a black carriage slowly drove into the town.
The car door opened, and four figures got out of the car.
The leader was a thin but tall young man, holding a handful of fragrant roses in his hand.
Although his clothes were simple and ordinary, his waist was straight and he stood like a gentleman. .
Dudian looked around and found a hotel to rent.
After closing the door, he said to Barton and others: "You guys stay in this town first.
This town is the territory of the Lane family.
Your mission is to help me find out.
All the information about the Lane family, including finances, population, and the number of knights, in addition, there is also information about the children of the Lane family, including hobbies, specialties, etc. " Barton and the other three were stunned, and Krune asked: "Dean, what do you want?"
"You will know this in a few days."
Du Di'an solemnly said to several people: "Ask as much as you can.
The most important thing is, don't expose your identity, and don't do anything too eye-catching."
The three nodded.
Barton asked: "Dean, where are you going?"
"Go to another customer."
Dudian grabbed the two steel nails tightly wrapped in cloth from Joseph's hand.
Joseph's expression changed slightly and he said, "Are you going to take revenge on the person who framed you?"
"This is not called revenge."
Dudian smiled slightly, "It is virtue to borrow something and repay it."
"These five gold coins are your mission resources."
Dudian took out five gold coins and handed them to the three of them, saying: "Don't be stingy when necessary.
In addition, don't act in a hurry.
Get familiar with the life of this town first. state, before you go do things, remember to think more when you encounter trouble."
The three people took the gold coins, feeling a little uneasy and nervous.
Dudian said a few words of relief and left the inn.
Although it was difficult and risky to complete such a task with the knowledge of the three Bartons, good sharp knives need to be sharpened before they can be hammered out.
Thornflower Prison, in the inner castle.
In the bright and gorgeous office, Warden Jones held the message sent by the black crow in his hand, a smile slowly appeared on his face, and said to a young man in black armor opposite the tea table in front of him: "This little mouse's The tail is showing, in the ghetto.”
This young man in black armor had a sword scar on his face, but it did not affect his handsomeness at all.
Hearing this, he smiled faintly and said: "It rained continuously in the past few days, covering up his scent and losing his trace.
Now his tail is exposed.
He couldn't run far, didn't Frank and the others bring him back directly?"
Jones shook his head slightly and said: "This kid is very clever.
He probably got the news in advance and ran away from the agreed place.
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Frank and the others were not found.
However, they captured one of this kid's former companions and are still interrogating him.
In my opinion, there won’t be any information about the confession.
The kid can escape from here, and it’s not easy to catch him.”
The young man in black armor smiled lightly and said: "No matter how cautious he is, his tail will still be exposed after all.
As long as you know that he is in the slums, you will never be able to escape.
Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you can dig him out."
"I trust your nose."
Jones said with a smile.
The young man in black armor picked up the caffeine tea in front of him, drank it all in one gulp, stood up and said, "I'll go first."
After saying that, he turned around and left without looking back.
Peter, the butler, watched the black figure disappear outside the door, withdrew his gaze and said to Jones: "This kid is a junior hunter of the Mellon Consortium.
He has the rare magic mark of the "Fear of Contamination", and he is not inferior to him in scent tracking.
The "Predator" magic mark should know how to counter-track.
Can he alone find the other party in such a huge slum area?"
Jones's lips curved into a smile and he said, "Don't underestimate this vicious dog's hunting ability."
Butler Peter was slightly startled, nodded and fell silent.
In the commercial district, in the trial court on Ter Street.
This is one of the trial court branches in the commercial district, handling legal cases in more than a dozen nearby towns and commercial districts.
At this moment, the sky was getting dark and heavy rain was coming.
In the middle floor of an office building of the trial house, several official priests finished reviewing the cases in their hands and came to a separate office in another part of the building.
They knocked on the door and entered.
In the office, the organized case was handed to the figure at the desk respectfully.
"Teacher, this is an alcoholism case in Boer Town."
"This is a rape and rape case in Meeker Township."
Several people handed over the cases one after another.
The figure sitting behind the desk was slender and tall, wearing a dark red robe trimmed with gold.
He was full of luxury and solemn temperament.
He was lowering his head to deal with the case in hand.
When he heard the words of several students, he nodded and said: "Put it down.
Go ahead."
Several students handed the cases to the pile of cases next to the desk one after another.
Before leaving, one of the young girls, the priest, said: "Teacher, it's going to rain outside.
You should go back and rest early."
Hearing this, the stalwart figure was slightly startled.
He raised his head and glanced out the window.
The gloomy thunder was rolling, which seemed to indicate that heavy rain was coming.
He frowned slightly, nodded and said, "I understand, you go ahead."
The young girl priest glanced at him, said nothing more, turned around and left.
After they left, the middle-aged man finished writing a summary of the half-handled case, then put the quill back into the pen holder, got up and put the other cases into the drawer, came to the door and put on his priest and deacon hat.
He picked up the oilcloth umbrella and left the trial court.
"Hello, Deacon Huo."
"I've met Deacon Huo."
Along the way, the trainee priests or trial knights who were still busy in the trial court bowed their heads respectfully when they saw the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man had long been accustomed to it and walked out of the door of the trial court with a calm expression.
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At this time, the raindrops had already dripped down and touched his clothes.
He looked up, frowned slightly, opened the oilcloth umbrella in his hand, and rained up the steps.
Suddenly, the rain started to fall heavily
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