He brought the only surviving horse thief back to the inn, and asked Frelia to bring back the four flying dragons.

The battle was so quick this time that it was over before even Mi'er could catch up!

After all, Sean has fought with court wizards of more than ten levels of Order. Not to mention whether he can defeat them, he can use the method of rewinding time to avoid their magic attacks. These little horse thieves of level seven or eight are no problem at all.

What's more, he can now flexibly use the method of controlling time and walking in different dimensions to fight!

Back in the room...

Kick the horse thief to the ground.

Lucille was also in the room, sitting inside.

"I didn't expect you to be so quick, little apprentice. And you even captured a prisoner?"

"I want to ask something." Sean said.

At this time, Mi'er jumped back from the window and arrived late...

The horse thief glanced at Mi Erke who had just returned. As a gangster, he couldn't possibly not know what the other party's "special" appearance meant. Witches... such people could become his subordinates. No wonder he was so powerful.

Looks like today is not a good day for hunting!

"I'm asking you a question. If you can answer it, you can leave. On the contrary, if you lie or know the answer but don't say it, you should know the consequences."

The hidden blade popped out, and the blood stains on it were not dry yet!

"I understand... I understand. I will never hide anything I know from you." said the horse thief leader.

Just a few thieves. Sean didn't take these guys seriously. At most, they were cannon fodder. However, since the other party just mentioned catching thieves, he had to ask more questions.

"I want to ask you, did you receive any similar news before the Sun King's tribute was robbed?"

"You are from the Imperial Army!" The horse thief suddenly raised his head with a surprised expression.

"It's none of your business who we are, but I must keep my word. If you know anything, tell me. Otherwise, I can send you to see your brothers at any time."

The linen on the table wiped the blood off the hidden blade. It was impossible to lie in front of his own vision.

"We also received some invitations that time, but they didn't offer such a high amount of money. Instead, they promised to obtain information on the routes and schedules of future caravans traveling to and from various countries after participating."

"So it really exists?" Sean asked.

During this period of time, the Imperial Army has mostly captured mercenaries and guild leaders, and of course a large number of thieves as well.

But thieves are always being hunted by the Imperial Army, and those who are caught are either not very capable or are one of the targets of a long-term hunt.

I already have a lot of cases to deal with, so I don’t have time to ask about such things. Even if I did, I wouldn’t answer seriously.

Sean saw that the other person was not lying above his head.

The explanation is true.

Being able to provide caravan route maps of nearby countries means he is an insider on Adak's side. It is true that pirates are rich, but their intelligence network should not be so extensive.

"That's all they said?"

"Yes, but we didn't agree. We are too close to the capital, and we don't have many people... Your Excellency should know that there are taboos in this line of work, that is, it is best not to touch things that too many people covet, otherwise you will die without knowing how. We don't have enough people, so we will definitely not participate in it." The horse thief leader said hurriedly.

"How do you say you have a bottom line?"

The other party thought he was a member of the Imperial Army, so the way he addressed him changed.

"Not really, but every industry has its own rules, and every regiment has its own bottom line. It's just like how camel caravans wouldn't choose to travel through the desert at night. If they had to carry torches everywhere, they'd be easily attacked by animals, and easily spotted by other Hydralisk regiments."

It sounds like that's the case.

"Then do you know who issued the mission?"

"I don't know. We've always called him 'the stranger'. He's a well-informed person on the underworld. We don't know his true identity either."

stranger.

Sean remembered hearing this name from the leader of the Wild Hunt Mercenaries.

"Can we find him now?"

"I don't know. That guy is always so elusive." The bandit leader shook his head. "But I heard from some friends in the same business that he might be connected to a wizard organization in the southern continent. He might be a wizard association or a Foundation investigator. I don't know the details."

A horse thief could only know very little information, and when Sean asked a few more questions, the other party was completely unable to answer.

But it seems that they cooperated well during the process and did not lie...

After the questioning, Sean let the other person go as promised.

This action caused Lucille and Frelia to be suspicious.

"You actually let him go? Maybe you've been a prince for so long that you really think your word is law. You should know that such a horse thief has no integrity." Lucille complained.

"Of course I know he's dishonest, but if I kill him, won't the other bandits come out? Didn't you just hear that he has a lot of friends in this group? Killing just one won't bring much benefit to this area. Besides, the country doesn't support so many soldiers for nothing."

As long as it doesn't cause too much trouble for himself, Sean is happy to maintain the local balance.

"But then again, Master. Do you know this stranger he's talking about?"

"I don't know, but it might be someone from the Wizarding Society. I've been tracking them before. As for the Foundation investigator he mentioned later, he's from a secret organization of the Kselk nation. Although his behavior is a bit weird, it won't be related to the tribute robbery incident. After all, why would you rob your own things? ! ! Right." Lucille said.

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