Sean looked at Lucille in front of him seriously, and the other party tilted her head with interest.
"Why, you don't believe me?" she said with a smile.
It's not that I don't believe it, but...
"In your hand, you said the tribute is in your hand." Sean tried to ask again. The two tributes that he had been worried about for so long were actually in the hands of the mentor in front of him.
How did she get it? Could she be one of the people involved in the robbery?
"You don't have to ask so doubtfully, I will give it to you." After saying that, he took out a stone from the small bag hanging like an ornament around the black cat's neck behind him.
On the cat?!
The entire Jagun sent countless troops to search everywhere, and captured countless mercenary guild leaders and mercenary groups, but they still couldn't find the whereabouts of these two items...
Who would have thought that it was in this little black cat wandering around the city.
Like crystal.
That yellow crystal!
Silicon dioxide, and very few iron and titanium impurities, so the layer appears a very clear amber color.
But when he held it in his hand, Sean could clearly feel the energy contained in the stone. Although it was silicon oxide, it felt as heavy as a solid iron ball in his hand.
This is the alchemist's stone, a magical artifact that can connect matter without the need for equivalent exchange.
The name also appeared in my vision...
[Alchemy Stone] and the number written behind it is [1010].
Is this the lifespan of the stone?
"Look, Your Highness. I told you this person had bad intentions. She's actually one of the bandits who stole the tribute." After seeing the Alchemist Stone, Mierke was not only [surprised!], but also more [dissatisfied!] with Lucille in front of her.
"Be careful with your words, Daughter of Thorns. I don't want to fight you... You are still my disciple's subordinate, so I don't need to fight you."
"Hmph, do you mean you can fight me anytime?" Mi'erke's temper also flared up.
"Shut up!"
Sean's words finally calmed Mirko and Lucille down.
Barnier and the others standing on the other side could only watch. This level of battle was not something they could participate in.
"Your Highness, you can't favor her anymore. Even if she is your magic mentor, you must be careful to distance yourself from her, otherwise it will affect your future development." Mierke said.
Sean also knew the importance of this matter. The gifts brought by the envoys from two countries were actually snatched away.
If it was a slightly weaker country, it would probably become the fuse of war directly, and the person who robbed it was the prince's mentor!
This treason is extraordinary.
If this were to be discovered and exaggerated by those with ulterior motives, it might be even more serious than the noble trial in Basaran.
"Lucille, this is not a trivial matter. Why did you want to steal the tribute?" Sean questioned the other party holding the Alchemy Stone.
"And the wine of immortality."
"Is this how you talk to your mentor? I was going to give them to you, but now I don't want to."
"I'm not kidding you now! Lucille, you will kill everyone around me by doing this, not just you and me..." Sean raised his voice slightly, staring at Lucille, trying to find a reason to convince himself from her changing emotions.
She was a little "angry!", but she quickly suppressed that anger before it showed on her face.
"Anyway, I'm not one of them. I have nothing to do with the bandit gang. I only work for myself!"
He hesitated to speak.
Sean noticed a [Hesitation!] sign appearing above her head.
She must have wanted to say something, but now that she got angry she stopped talking!
"Let's interrogate the leader of the Wild Hunt first, and we'll talk about this matter later." He calmed down his anger a little.
Lucille is a person who responds to soft words and does not respond to harsh words. If you speak to her forcefully, she might really leave!
Knock on the door of the inner room.
In the center, a sturdy man with a black cloth hood was forced to sit on a chair. He also had silver-white hair, which meant he was a resident from the southeastern part of Adak.
The hood was pulled off by Vanir, but the eyes were still covered...
"Who are you! Why did you kidnap me? Do you know what the consequences will be if you provoke me?" Oliver, who couldn't see people, could only rely on sound to determine the direction.
Just at this time, Vanir gave Sean some information about the other party...
Take a look.
Haha, this guy does a lot of illegal things on a daily basis.
"Speak up! Are you afraid to make a sound so I can recognize you?" Oliver tilted his ears, trying to hear any recognizable sound.
"Shut up."
"We have something to ask you." Latina pressed her sword against the man's chest.
"A greatsword, this should be an 8-centimeter long greatsword. There are not many people in the imperial capital who can use this kind of sword. Most of them are used by people on the edge of the western desert." Oliver said with a smile, trying his best to show his knowledge of weapons.
Sean had heard about length before when he was at the Claude factory. It seemed that it was compared with the palm of his hand. Anyway, there was a standard and then it was expanded one by one.
A guy who can estimate the length by feeling is an experienced swordsman, and he might even have been a blacksmith before.
"It doesn't matter if you come to us. Your Wild Hunt Mercenaries are worthless in front of us. You should know what you have done, right, Captain Oliver?" Sean interrupted the other party.
The mood instantly changed from [elation!] to [nervousness!]...
Sean has never failed in interrogation. After all, he can see the other party's emotional changes, and no matter what kind of cover-up, he can't hide it.
"Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who we are. The key is that you might be in trouble. Let me briefly explain what the Grand Commander did."
Open the written report and pick out a few of the most serious parts...
"Bribed the warden of the Imperial Army... once threatened the family of the guild leader... gave young women from his own group and purchased singers to noble officials..." There were about seven or eight items in a row, and almost every one of them was enough to become a standard for conviction.
"You even tried to join the bandit group that stole the Sun King's tribute. How audacious of you, Captain Oliver. These crimes are enough to keep you in jail for the rest of your life. No, they're enough to keep your entire group in jail for the rest of their lives."
"What? Do you have anything else to say now?" Sean looked at the other person's nervous expression.
I thought I couldn't see myself all the time, and that covering my eyes meant I was just listening to the sounds.
This will make people instinctively feel fear. I don’t know if this was done by Mierke or suggested by Banir and others, but it is very effective.
And I also knew so many of his illegal activities.
Once you say it, you almost have the other person's fate in your hands!
"What... do you want?"
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