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I heard the door open, and then a simple, old voice came in.

"Master Andermai, this is the tree pulp mud you asked me for yesterday. This is all that's left! See if it's enough for you..."

Sean couldn't make out the person clearly through his line of sight, but he guessed it was a resident of the town.

Tree pulp is a kind of adhesive used here, which is usually used to repair some decorations or furniture with good effect. There are also workers in my home who often use this thing to glue furniture.

"That's a lot! It's enough, it's enough. Thank you." Andermai replied politely.

"Why don't you come in and sit down first? I'll go get you some money..."

“Eh? Eh…”

The blocked view was cleared, and a middle-aged man with a dark and thin face walked in.

"So the Lord is here too."

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Sean sitting in the middle. His cheerful personality just now instantly became humble.

After all, Sean is the lord here. Although the residents of the town have seen him many times on weekdays, they still act very restrained when they see him alone.

"It's okay, sit here."

Seeing the man sitting on the chair on the other side very unnaturally, Andermai went to get the money.

There are not so many shops in the small town, and many things are sold to each other if they have them. Especially some craftsmen in the town, those who know how to do carpentry and make spices are popular in the town.

"You live... on the next street?"

In fact, Sean rarely chats with ordinary people, mainly because of his status.

When you go out alone, everyone likes to talk about their experiences in front of you and give you some education. However, once you reveal your identity in front of others, ordinary people will become much more restrained and will not dare to speak no matter what you are asked.

But if I really don't say anything, I will seem very serious!

"Yes, sir. I live in the street behind, next door to Hans the blacksmith," the man said with a smile.

There is only one blacksmith in the town, so everyone knows it as long as he is mentioned.

"So that's how it is..."

The other person just smiled but didn't want to talk, and you could see the "nervous!" and "bewildered!" expressions on his or her head.

Tsk~

Sean really didn't know how to continue the conversation, so he simply stopped talking and continued to drink tea to make both sides feel better.

After a while, Andermai came out of the room and handed a small bag of coins to the other party...

"Thank you so much for taking the trouble to come here."

"No, no... If Master Andermai wants it again next time, please tell me in advance so that I can prepare it earlier."

"Uh... I do have some more things. I wonder if there's any ink left in town. I originally asked someone to bring it to me from the city, but the caravan hasn't returned yet... The guild's record keeping supplies ran out yesterday, and I can't find anything for a while." Andermai said.

"Is there no ink left?" Sean, who was sitting next to him, suddenly asked.

Since most of the people in the town are illiterate, they rarely go back to buy quills, ink, etc., and the shops don't sell these things on weekdays. I guess the entire town is only using them myself and the mercenary guild.

"Ah, yes. My Lord..."

"Then why didn't you tell me? I have a lot of them. I'll ask Dante to send them to you later." Sean said.

There are very few truly capable people in this town, and Andermei in front of him is an experienced guy. It's a pity that the other party is already a member of the Mercenary Guild, otherwise he would really like to win him over.

I don’t know where the headquarters of this mercenary guild is. Running such a large organization must require a larger scale.

"Why am I not disturbing you at work? I heard there was one here, so I came to ask."

"Yes, yes...it existed originally, but last year a temporary traveler took it out and used it, and then it was destroyed for some reason," said the man.

"Wait, you said traveler?"

"Living in your house..."

"Yes, sir. It seemed to be around this time last year. A man came and said he wanted to find a house to stay in for a few days." The man recalled.

"There's an inn in the town, why doesn't he stay there?"

Perhaps noticing Sean's serious expression, even Andermai began to ask what was going on.

"I remember asking about this back then, but he said the hotels in town weren't good. He might not be used to the mountain environment... My Lord, you know there are a lot of bugs here in the summer, and it's uncomfortable to live in a place like a hotel that's been neglected all year round, so it's normal. He offered a lot of money, too!"

Last summer turned to autumn, when the previous generation of Baron Weigel was still alive...

"Do you remember what the other person looks like?" Sean asked hurriedly.

"I remember. He was a very sturdy man, with a dark build and what looked like brown skin. He also helped out a lot at home. One of his arms was twice as thick as mine."

"Adak people!" said Andermai who was standing aside.

"Adak? What Adak, Master Undermine?"

Residents of the small town are almost unaware of the ethnic divisions outside. They may not even know what the Zambutal region is, let alone the Adak region or the Amansha region...

However, after hearing this, Sean suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Igunya couldn't find any clues anywhere. Others did not live in the hotel at all but chose an ordinary B&B.

"Do you remember what that person wrote? Or what he looked like?"

"Um... I don't know what it was about, but he did ask me where to send the letter, etc. As for my appearance..."

Many people in the town are illiterate and can barely read letters. As for their appearance, most descriptions of them are of a single head, two feet, and dark skin, characteristics common to all Adak people.

"What's wrong, sir?" The two asked curiously, but Sean raised his hand to stop them.

He needs to think about it...

Let's go through the whole process of the incident and see if the time matches.

At this moment, the door was knocked again. Andermai went to open the door. This time, the person who came was one of the guards in his house.

"Sir, Maester Luke asked you to go back. He said there was a letter from Koga City."

Letter?

Is there any correspondence in Koga City that requires my presence? Could it be the new Earl of Hamilton?

"Give me your address, and I'll take someone over to check it out later... I'm having someone investigate a theft lately, so I might check out all the places where outsiders live." To avoid rumors, Sean could only say this, and the other party nodded [bewilderedly!].

Back home...

From a distance, I saw Luke and Esmeralda standing at the door, with Igonia next to them.

"What happened?"

"It's Miss Alia. She delivered a letter from Koga City."