Traveling has never been his favorite job. Ever since he became an adventurer, he has been looking forward to one day getting rid of the life of endless running around day and night. As a result, when he left the mercenary group, this wish was not fully realized.
He was on a business trip to Venevoise just a few days ago to cooperate with the tower's patrol messenger for "routine maintenance." He was extremely nervous along the way, worried that the fate of the Green Envoy would befall him. This was not my original intention to take the magic literature elective. Even before he left the headquarters, he suspected that the tower didn't care what he learned. In later work, his suspicions were confirmed.
Only old classmates came to ask about the situation. Eze held the cat-face flower in his hand, "Thank God, I'm still alive and well."
"No matter what, don't say this in front of others. You don't have to take any risks, Haynes. Your boss is the guarantee of success." came the response from the other side.
"Success does not equal safety. If you ask me, most of the danger comes from him."
"Did you provoke him?"
"Of course, now my body is reporting to you that it is safe." Eze said angrily, "I didn't even see him. The messenger didn't need to change the ladder, he left Eastman directly after he was done. And I !” The voice rose uncontrollably. "I also got Iron Claw City and the Royal Party to finish off the affairs of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs!"
"From south to north. How is the view of the kingdom?"
"The girl of your dreams won't like it anyway."
"Honestly? I don't know where in the world she likes it. She recently sent a reply saying that she would live in the swamp for a month."
"Let her come to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and she can do her job as a hobby."
“Don’t you think work and personal life should be kept separate?”
"What do you mean?" Eze didn't understand.
"Roma and Sabina broke the coordinates. I can only ask for your help."
Eze frowned: "The coordinates of the astronomy room? How can I help?"
"Shibai can do it."
a bolt from the blue. "He is back?"
"It's not up to me, man. All I can do is give you a heads up—"
"I tell you, Larson, this is absolutely impossible! You can't even imagine the torture I suffered at the hands of that madman. Do you think I will do it again... What? Did he ask for it?" Eze raised his head sleeves and wiped his face.
"You are a garrison, and you are involved in magic writing and potion science. There is no better candidate." The other person suddenly changed the subject. "These two tasks are to receive the inspection envoys first. If you are willing, you can contact us about the coordinates." He mentioned it.”
"...Are you planning to use this incident to make me go to the Royal Capital again?"
"How is that possible? I was just passing by..."
"Wiping the butts of those two little bastards of yours?"
"You know, I can't leave the tower."
"Then keep the trouble within the confines of the tower! I've had enough, Larson."
"Help, man. If you really can't spare the time, is Chester available?"
"We'll bring it up later." In any case, Larson's personal request can still be negotiated, and the wishes of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs envoy are not something they can control. For the sake of his own life, Eze must find out: "Where has our messenger gone? How much time do we have?"
"He has arrived at Yotsuba City. Did you forget, Haynes? He controls the Star Gap."
"...Be careful, Larsen, every glass of wine you drink at my place in the future may be laced with glue." Ez crushed the pansy that was sending the message into pieces. The threat of weakness, he thought, the astrologer would probably know when he was unwell. Who told me not to have this ability?
But when he started working conscientiously, he realized the difficulty: finding an outsider in Siye City was as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack. According to Ez's knowledge, the guy he was going to receive never knew how to distinguish the signs at the station... By the gods, it seemed that I had to visit every bus line in Yotsuba City. This desperate thought occurred to Eze as a cat-faced flower regrown.
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"carpet?"
"Fill it in first and then talk."
"It's better to use a rag," Uriel pointed out.
"It's almost the same." Painter replied, "Why didn't you say get a stone?" He had already picked up a piece of gravel.
"Because the stone will damage the surrounding area even more..."
"It seems reasonable." The dwarf quickly gave up the idea. "There's no extra soil here...or we can just lay carpets."
Uriel blinked, not knowing how to comment on the other party's deception. But if he was asked to come up with an idea, it would be better to listen to Painter. In any case, these people should be regular visitors to the bar and recognize Cecilia's boss. There are benefits to doing as he says.
The orange-faced man was watching the excitement. "It looks fine from a distance."
"How about a closer look?"
"Who would lie down and look at the steps? This is not a dangerous building." He was so reasonable.
When Uriel turned to comfort Cecilia, he was still aware that there was something wrong in the other person's words. By the time he really noticed the red-haired girl wiping her tears, the thought had completely disappeared. "It's my fault. Stop crying. If the boss asks, you can say it's my responsibility."
"Why didn't you ask me if I was crying?"
"Okay, you cried?"
She wiped her face and tried to separate the temples from the tangled ends of her hair. "No. I'm just worried about damaging your application."
"It wouldn't be too bad if he asked me to work for nothing and pay for it," the apprentice answered truthfully. This means he can stay close to the store.
"You seem to have great ideas."
"Other than that, I have nothing."
Cecilia finally put on her glasses, but she did not meet her apprentice's eyes. "And compassion. Well, Uriel, don't look at me. I look so disgraceful."
"Anyway, you care more about your appearance when you're awake than when you're asleep." Uriel knew he shouldn't joke at this time, but he couldn't help it. "I heard the wind chimes. Is the boss coming back?"
"I hope it's not him!"
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With a bang, the entire wooden door flew into the hallway. He didn't expect that he would be so out of control. People were startled and looked at the source of the sound, as if they were curious. Eze got a headache when he saw them. These drunkards can come and cause trouble in broad daylight. I've got a really good job going on.
"What are you doing? Are any of you willing to reimburse me for the repair costs?" He stepped on the door panel, "Otherwise, stop bothering me. Cecila, are you awake? Just in time, come over and do the accounting."
The red-haired girl's glasses slid to the tip of her nose, and she wished she could disappear. "Bookkeeping? Repairs?"
"If something is broken, it must be repaired, and repairing requires money. What is so difficult to understand?"
"Spend money?" she repeated.
"I can't expect the board to put itself back into the doorframe, what do you say?" What happened to the kid today? "York, what are you doing with the bucket? Are you finally going to try taking a bath?"
The orange-faced man made a face. "You have a visitor, Haines."
When it comes to finding people, Eze is no stranger. He has traveled all over Yotsuba City and asked all the detection stations, but he has not been able to find the shadow of the tower messenger. This makes no sense. But now, he suddenly realized that there was a place he had never looked for before.
"Where are they?" Eze asked nervously, "You guys are not talking nonsense." As soon as he passed by, he noticed something was wrong with some of the guys.
"Here." York, the orange-faced man, pointed to the bar, "That's him."
This was not the goal he imagined. Eze had seen the White Envoy from a distance in the tower. Although his face was unclear, his height was unmistakable. This man is slightly shorter than the tower messenger, with strong shoulders, nimble hands and feet, his eyes and hair are all brown, his expression is reserved, but he looks a little smart. All in all, he seems to be smarter, more energetic, and more trustworthy than his peers, but among adventurers and even the entire Yotsuba City, such a person is not conspicuous.
The most important thing is that he is still young and is still a child.
"I'm afraid I haven't seen you," Eads said. But it cannot be taken lightly. Many magics can change the appearance, and he is quite good at one of them. I have to be careful. Larson didn't tell me how to deal with a dangerous big shot like him.
"Yes, Mr. Haynes. I've just been here a while ago."
As he spoke, the people around him seemed to become more nervous. Cecilia pushed up her glasses and Painter, the dwarf, scratched his beard. what's the situation? Eze couldn't help but think wildly. Did this guy say something before? Why didn't anyone remind me?
"Please come with me." He couldn't stand it anymore. If he had to visit Iron Claw City again, Eze just hoped that it would be as soon as possible. No matter how good the herbs are, they are not as good as a knife. "We'll talk upstairs. What do you think?"
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The restaurant fell silent after the wooden doors collapsed. Uriel didn't dare to interrupt, lest the other party would find out. But he never expected the restaurant owner to be so polite that he felt guilty.
"Of course, no problem." The apprentice quickly replied, "Let's go up now." He deliberately walked in front and crossed the first step. During the whole process, he didn't dare to look at Eze.
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Eze lifted the box and glanced at it suspiciously. He vaguely felt that people were watching his joke, but didn't understand what was happening. Sure, he was tired and angry from traveling along the bus line looking for people all over town, but Eze wasn't stupid enough to complain in front of his boss. A bunch of idle slackers. I have no jokes here.
After climbing upstairs, he was sweating profusely and had no time to wipe it off. The young man handed over a large clean handkerchief, and Edsdon was flattered. Something is really wrong. He doubted his own judgment. "When did you come here?"
"About twenty minutes ago," the other party replied. "It was a little abrupt. I hope you can forgive me, Mr. Haynes. I will explain it clearly."
Something is getting wrong. You didn't explain a word to me at Winnie Watts. During the entire business trip, Eze bounced between various nobles, carrying out extremely tedious follow-up work. Finally, when the matters at hand were dealt with, he had to trek to the north to inform the royal party.
He looked at the other person: "Wait, do you need to talk to me? With me?"
The young man didn't understand: "No? But you are the boss here."
"What's the meaning?"
"I'm here to apply, Mr. Haynes. If you are not responsible for this, then who should I ask to handle it?"
Ezz stayed where he was. In an instant, he felt that all his doubts were solved.
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Uriel didn't know why the other party's attitude changed drastically. He saw the other person rushing down the stairs, and then there was a crisp sound, as if something was broken in two. He hoped from the bottom of his heart that it would not be a step. Maybe I should take the opportunity to run away and avoid the owner's wrath. He hesitantly touched the window.
"You don't want to do it anymore, Cecilia?" Eds Haynes asked in a low voice. "Look for that little guy to take your place?"
"He's lost, and I just want to help. Please don't drive me away, Mr. Haynes, I swear I didn't mean to." The second half of her words were slurred, as if someone had covered her mouth.
"Huh, let me think about who to chase first. Painter. You big moldy potato! I have to skin you. Tell me, what's going on?"
"That's it." The dwarf's murmur came. "I didn't say anything, and you took the person away. By the way, where did your guest go?"
"I searched all over Yotsuba City and couldn't find him..." People came up with ideas one after another, and their conversations were gradually drowned out by the noise.
Uriel strained his ears, trying his best to distinguish what was going on downstairs, trying to hear if Eze had noticed anything stupid they had done to the floor. It would be best if he thought he accidentally broke the steps. After all, I have nothing to compensate for...
At this moment, the apprentice heard the sound of ceramic cracking behind him. He turned his head and found that the flower pot had somehow fallen off the windowsill, and there was a boot where it was originally placed.
Then, a hand climbed up the window frame.
Uriel subconsciously held his breath. He knew he should scream or take other measures, but his muscles were so stiff that it was difficult to move, let alone scream at the top of his lungs.
When the person outside the window climbed in completely, the apprentice's strength to stand still almost disappeared. His stomach was twitching and his blood seemed to freeze. To be honest, all the strange species in the restaurant combined would not have as much impact as the guy in front of me.
Because the other party is a headless person.
