In a secret room somewhere, a young man was reading a secret letter in his hand.
He looked calm and his eyes were thoughtful.
After a few minutes, the young man laughed.
He raised his hand and placed the secret message on the candle and lit it.
The flames flickered, illuminating the young man's face.
"Goethe Wein."
The young man looked at the burned secret letter and whispered the name.
Then, he got up and left the secret room.
…
When the first ray of sunlight appeared in the sky, Goethe, Sheila and Swart finally saw Halest, the largest city in the north. The darkness on the horizon became deeper and deeper under the sun, as if
A giant beast was crawling on the ground, ready to choose people and devour them.
"At the beginning, Hallestre was just a small fishing village. However, as the ancestors of Archduke Scrooge made their fortune in the 'Bear's Keep' and opened up the transportation channels throughout the Sword Coast, it gradually became the center of the northern border.
The largest city, but because of the war with Fabol, Halest was originally built as a military fortress."
Silla looked at the big city in the distance and couldn't help but feel a sense of longing.
The majestic picture in her mind slowly unfolded, and she seemed to see the war and iron horses of the ancestors of Scrooge Grams, and also saw the miracles that came from nothing. Everything was so amazing to her.
Intoxicated.
Her [heart] moved slightly.
Immediately, a smile appeared on Silla's face.
Goethe keenly discovered the changes in Silla.
"Is this some kind of ability?"
Goethe guessed.
Sila did not cover up.
"It's the specialness of my baptismal ceremony."
Silla said directly.
Then, she stared at Goethe, hoping that he would be moved when she saw him.
It's best to be moved enough to reveal more secrets of the 'Mad King's legacy' to her.
Unfortunately, Goethe just nodded and moved on.
"Heart-hearted bastard!"
"You're not touched at all?"
"I'm starting to reveal my secrets!"
Silla was furious, but immediately this lady with multiple identities thought of something else.
"Could it be that Goethe already knew this?"
"Is he testing me?"
"Why else would you arrive at Hallestus just at sunrise?"
"The teacher has said that although my baptism ceremony is special and most people don't know about it, so it needs to be kept extremely confidential, but as the guardian of the 'Mad King's legacy'..."
"Goethe may have seen the clues, so he tested me?!"
Thinking of this, Silla was horrified.
Immediately, the look in Goethe's eyes changed.
Goethe noticed Silla's intelligent eyes, but ignored them completely.
Now he just wants to enter Hallest as soon as possible, and then contact the people from the "Secret Keeper" branch in the north.
Not just security, but information!
He needs to know more about the North.
Only in this way can he determine who his enemy is.
And Swart also wanted to enter Hallestre.
However, unlike Goethe, this police chief just wanted to take a hot bath and have a good sleep - a long journey of one afternoon and one night, even if it was a long time, with Goethe carrying him, but for
For ordinary people, Swart has also reached its limit.
The reason why I can still move now is entirely due to my willpower.
Goethe, who showed his "Apprentice Secret Keeper's Certificate", entered Hallest Police Station unimpeded and met the police chief 'Gabriel' who was in charge of the extraordinary connection.
This is a young police chief, in his early twenties, wearing a clean and neat police uniform. When he saw Goethe and his entourage, he had a warm smile.
"Your Excellency Credor has informed me in advance."
"Your Excellency Goethe Wein, please come with me."
"I have arranged a hotel for you."
With that said, the young police chief led Goethe and his entourage out of the police station, and raised his hand to point to the hotel not far from the police station: 'An Lun's Hookah'.
“‘An Lun’s Hookah’ is a nice hotel, the owner is very nice, the room is quiet, and the bed is comfortable enough.”
“The most important thing is that the three meals he provides are worth tasting.”
The young police chief introduced.
"Where is Mr. Credor?"
Goethe, who was following the other party, asked.
"Something has happened in the towns near Hallestre recently - the 'Wendigo' man-eating monster that should only appear occasionally in winter appears in summer for some reason!"
"Your Excellency Credor and other Excellencies are currently hunting these man-eating monsters and investigating why such a thing happened."
"So, in the past one or two weeks, I have to be the one to receive you."
The young police chief explained.
When talking about the 'Wendigo', Goethe and the three looked at each other.
"Then Halest is now undefended?"
Swart asked in surprise.
After experiencing Luster's difficulties, the police chief's understanding of "extraordinary" has increased to a very cautious level.
"How is that possible?"
"Halest has his own Archduke Scrooge."
"The Archduke's guard is sufficient for anything, and..."
Speaking of this, the young police chief lowered his voice.
"On weekdays, the 'extraordinary events' in Halest are basically handled by the Grand Duke's Guards - His Excellency Credor and other Excellencies will only take action when the Grand Duke's Guards are unable to withdraw."
"This is also the reason why the Grand Duke and His Excellency Credor are at odds."
"According to rumors, the two were good friends who talked about everything when they were young. When Archduke Scrooge was still the head of the 'Keeper of Secrets Branch' in the North, Lord Credor was still the Grand Duke's deputy.
"
"What a pity, alas."
The young police chief sighed.
"It's a pity. Then Hallestre should be safe, right?"
Swart sighed together.
And, he inquired about the information without leaving any trace.
Goethe frowned.
He had heard about the feud between Archduke Scrooge and Credor before he came - Morey introduced him to the situation in the north in as much detail as possible, but Morey did not mention the Archduke's Guards.
Obviously, this is not something Morey is hiding.
Rather, Morey didn't know there was such a thing as the Grand Duke's Guard.
"Scrooge K.'s control over Hallestus is stronger than imagined!"
Goethe thought.
This kind of control is not a good thing for him.
He needs to investigate who is targeting him.
And the people targeting him are most likely people close to the Grand Duke.
He can't say, sorry, I want to investigate your son or daughter, right?
Moreover, Credor's departure also made Goethe suspicious.
"Could someone have arranged it deliberately?"
"Leave me alone!"
Goethe walked into "Ann Lun's hookah" with speculation.
The first floor did not look like a traditional hotel, but there were several dining tables. The smell of breakfast coming from the kitchen proved that what the young police chief said was true.
The three meals here are worth tasting.
At least there is no problem with breakfast!
Immediately, Goethe proposed to go to the room after breakfast.
Swart, Sila did not object.
The young police chief immediately walked to the bar.
"This guy doesn't look like a sergeant."
After Swart sat down and made sure that no one would hear him, he said immediately.
"Is he an imposter?"
Silla's eyes immediately turned cold.
Goethe and Swart rolled their eyes together.
"We saw him in the police station. Aren't all the people in the police station blind?"
"Or do you think the entire police department is cooperating with his acting?"
"If this could be done, there would be no need for such troublesome impersonation. He would have more means to deceive us."
Swart explained helplessly.
"Maybe he has some strange hobbies?"
Silla said this.
"Please, not everyone is a pervert!"
"I said he doesn't look like a police chief because he is too young, and the way he does things doesn't look like a police chief - in the Luster Police Department, such a guy will be eaten to the bone.
"
Swart did not give Silla another chance to express her feelings.
Immediately, Silla cast a look of disdain.
Undoubtedly, this lady also knows something about the Luster Police Station.
"Maybe Hallest is much better than Luster!"
"After all, this is the largest city in the north!"
"After all, there is Scrooge Grams here!"
Silla emphasized.
Swart didn't speak anymore, he didn't want to talk to a fool - the moment he stepped into the police station, the familiarity had already told Swart that there was no difference between the police station here and the police station in Luster.
Maybe it will be better.
But there is a limit to how good it can be.
Swart glanced at Goethe.
After seeing Goethe's knowing look, the police chief immediately turned his attention to the food.
Mushroom soup, waffles, fried ham and salad.
The salad is a chicken salad with a little lemon, which is very appetizing.
Frying ham is simply frying, and it has the original flavor of ham. Although it is a bit salty, the sweetness of the waffles and the deliciousness of the mushroom soup completely neutralize the salty taste.
Especially the mushroom soup, Goethe tasted a light meaty taste.
Apparently, meaty stick bones are used as the soup base.
"very nice."
Goethe commented.
Swart devoured it, he was starving.
After Silla ate a little, her eyes were attracted by a motorcade outside the hotel.
Beside the carriage pulled by four pure black horses, an old butler in a tuxedo stood there quietly. A team of twenty people stood upright around the carriage. They had serious faces, uniform clothing, and carried long guns on their backs to guard the surroundings.
"Which noble noble is this?"
Although there is no noble family emblem on the car, Silla can be sure that the other party is a noble.
Whether it's the attitude of the old butler or the guards around him, they are not something that a so-called businessman can possess.
Especially the leading guard, Silla could clearly feel how extraordinary he was.
Undoubtedly, extraordinary!
While Silla was still guessing, the old butler noticed Silla and immediately showed a polite smile. After scanning the food on the table and there was not much food left, the old butler who had been waiting for a long time stepped in.
Hotel.
When he was still two steps away from the dining table, the old butler respectfully said to Goethe——
"Master Wayne, the master asked me to take you home."
Then, the old butler straightened up, looked at the young police chief, and said in a voice that only a few people present could hear: "And you, Master Gejir."
