6.
The next morning I explored Hortan's shop. But I didn't know anything.
Entering the dining room for dinner, one uniquely man sat in front of him.
"Excuse me for a moment, sir. It's crowded. Sounds like a good place."
It was pouty.
Rekan didn't even reply, and drinks up.
"Well, sir. Looks like the time has come for me to be useful."
Lekan pointed his sharp gaze at him as he stabbed a fork in the flesh pieces and threw it into his mouth.
"Can I help you, pussy?"
"Chip, chip. You can't have that one. Don't you want me to ask for something? Call me by name first."
"Name?"
I tried to remember, but I can't.
"No way, did you really forget?
"No. I don't remember it from the beginning"
"Oh, my God! No, you're operating like me, it's like a medal word. But my husband will remember. It's Guislan."
"Guislan"
"Yes, it's Guislan. Come on, sir, I can't let you get into trouble. One word, you say this. Guislan, I need you."
Lekan glanced down with his nagging eyes as he drinks.
(This guy)
(You're on)
Honestly, when Pooch showed up in front of me, I thought it was helpful, Lekan.
As a secret detective, he is an excellent man. With the help of this man, Lecan's troubles will be solved.
But Pooch is purposefully speaking of selling grace. Bruises. That crippled me.
"Come on, come on, husband. Don't you need my help?"
Nevertheless, Lecan is now stuck. If you want to get the "White Devil's Foot Ring," what do you mean?
At that time, Lekan noticed an elderly man in the middle meat stopping in a crowded shop and looking at this one.
"It's Cheney."
"Ha. Dear Lecan, It's a pleasure to meet you. Do you know this one?
Behind Cheney, Van Damme, the silver adventurer of the exclusive escort, has greeted him with his hands up. Rekan also responds with his hands up. There's another skinny little guy I've never seen.
"No, I don't know him"
Pooch looked surprised, then frowned and expressed his protest, but ignored.
"I have a room in the back. Would you like to join us?"
"Let me do that"
Lekan was led by Cheney into a private room in the back. A table was prepared for one person, but the little man gave instructions to the store's employees, and the other was immediately prepped.
"Let's have a drink first."
"Oh, you too."
"This is, this is"
"Cheers (Joe Joad)"
"Cheers."
Good booze. The value must also be tight.
Van Damme stands outside the room. The little man stands in the corner of the room.
"That's pretty alarming. You even have the golden-eyed one?
"Just in case."
"You're stretching your legs to this place."
"What do you say? Thanks to Lecan."
"What?"
"Dragon material entrusted by you. If you think about where to sell it, I thought you should still speak to Count Rottle first."
"Hmm?"
"The one person who knows best about that value is the Earl of Rottle and the merchants of Rottle. Rottle craftsmen are also the ones who can best process materials. And to the long-time newspaper of the labyrinth tread, a connection had arrived under the Earl of Rottle. But what happens if you don't have dragon material on hand?"
"I see. Don't you have the position of Count Rottle"
"Yes. And in that case, if dragon materials were put up for sale elsewhere, what would happen? If you do a little research, you'll see if that's the material of the Lord of the Lottle Labyrinth."
"Well, I guess it's not funny"
"That's the thing. In other words, we thought it would be best to come to Rottle to not buy grudges, sell favors, and process and sell them most properly."
"I see. Well, wherever you sell it, it's your freedom."
"Thank you. This time, I came to greet the Count in advance to pick up the product I had asked for processing. Oh, yeah, yeah. Congratulations on breaking the Palsimo Labyrinth"
"Oh. By the way, Cheney. I have a consultation."
"Whatever."
Lekan completely revealed the situation to Cheney. However, he did not talk about the "Original Grace", and Lintos only told him that Lecan had the grace he wanted.
Cheney had been thinking about it for a while, but eventually looked back and spoke to the little man standing in the corner of the room.
"Nilft"
"Yes, sir"
"Master Lecan is my benefactor and a close friend I trust deeply. I want to be of service to Master Lecan. Do you know anything about this?"
"I know a few things."
"Can you tell me that"
"Yes, I did."