Roman inspected around where Mr. Greby did not notice, but found no traces.
In other words, the situation on site means that there was a "craftsman" here who lived and lived a long life. He had known Mr. Greby and made an appointment to meet one day.
However, before meeting, he left here without warning, without any trace of a fight, nor did he leave in a hurry as if he had the skills. Everything here was as usual.
However, this is the abnormal thing...
Roman was thinking when he suddenly realized something strange, as if someone was peeking at him in secret.
And Mr. Greby was unaware of it.
Is it my own illusion?
Roman quietly pulled out the "Psychic Blade" to communicate with the possible natural spirits here and observe the surrounding situation.
However, when Roman was holding the "Psychic Blade", he saw a "silhouette" hiding in the corner of the wall, observing Mr. Greby's situation.
Huh...
The "silhouette" discovered Roman's observation, probably not expecting to be discovered. He was stunned for a moment, and then rushed directly towards Mr. Greby, who was thinking about clues in the room.
?
Just as Roman was about to rescue him, he saw a ray of sunshine blooming along the open door in the darkness, gradually melting the "silhouette".
It seems that this is just a special spirit, and the person who controls it should be nearby.
Mr. Greby in the room also thought of this, pulled out the revolver on his waist, and looked carefully into the courtyard.
If it weren't for the "Sun Bracers" he wore with him, he might have been directly restricted by the spirit.
Before Mr. Greby could start to be grateful, he saw a figure appear outside the yard gate.
This time it was a real figure, a tall figure hiding under a dark hooded cloak.
He first looked at Roman's direction, then naturally walked into the courtyard, came to Mr. Greby's door, and spoke:
"Don't be nervous, probably you are Mr. Greby. Mr. Garvela entrusts me to tell you that you don't have to wait. He will write to you at Olavi's address when he comes back."
"Who are you? Where did he go?"
Mr. Greby did not relax his vigilance because of the man's words, Fang Zheng's face was full of vigilance.
"We have something to do to ask Mr. Gavira for help. He has left here. Don't worry, Mr. Gavira is safe. When they complete our commission, they will naturally come back."
Without giving Mr. Greby the chance to continue speaking, the man in black turned around and was about to leave. Before leaving, he looked in the direction where Roman was hiding and nodded.
Mr. Greby may have been bad at fighting, or was afraid of angering the person in front of him to bring risks to his teacher. In short, he did not move any action, just watched the man in black robe leave.
Roman in the secret knew that he had been pointed out. Judging from the situation mentioned by the man in black, there must be a ancestor behind him, and Roman did not act rashly.
After a while, Roman saw Mr. Greby hammering the door frame and sat at the door with some weakness. After thinking about it, Roman did not show up, but left silently.
Neither Mr. Greby nor the disappearing "craftsman" were acquaintances to Roman, so he naturally would not do any unnecessary actions.
Roman, who had just returned to his residence, couldn't help but sigh that the water on the sea was indeed deep, and you could just meet an organization that could silently plunder a "craftsman".
You should know that a "craftsman" can effectively avoid the negative effects of seals and thus select seals that suit you. A veteran "craftsman" will definitely reach or approach the level of sequence 5.
In this way, he was silently "pledged away".
Although the man in black robe was kind, Roman would not really believe that the "craftsman" accepted the commission and left normally.
In an extraordinary world, don't cause unnecessary trouble.
Thinking of this, Roman fell into sleep.
However, Roman did not expect that the next day, when he found a hotel restaurant for lunch, he met Mr. Greby again.
"Mr. Roman! Finally found you! I have a commission."
Mr. Greby sat beside him and spoke as if he had seen a savior when he saw Roman.
Roman frowned, always feeling troubled to come to the door, and said:
"What commission? Did you come to me on purpose?"
"Yes, Mr. Roman, I asked Sotos and knew that you were near this street today and looked for a few restaurants before finding you here."
“I want to issue a search commission!”
Before Roman could speak, Mr. Greby said directly:
"My teacher suddenly disappeared at home and left me no news."
"Last night, I met a mysterious person who said that my teacher accepted their commission and would come back after the commission was over."
"But I know something is wrong. My teacher won't leave here silently without telling me anything."
"I suspect he is in danger, and I want to ask you to help me find him."
Graby said, introducing his teacher in detail, and then he whispered to Roman:
"My teacher is a senior 'craftsman'."
"If you can find his trace and rescue him, I can make the decision and take a special item of Sequence 6 as a reward."
Items of Sequence 6 level... If the negative effect is small, they can even be worth more than 5,000 pounds...
However, for some reason, Roman just had no desire to accept the commission. He looked at Mr. Greby and said:
"I suggest you publish this mission through Sotos Young, for all adventurers, and maybe it will be much more efficient, that's the better way."
"I know, I have published this search mission with Sotos, entrusting 1,000 pounds. He has posted it, but he told me that your strength is also the best in Sequence 6, and on the sea.
He is an extremely powerful adventurer, so I found you."
Although such praise made Roman happy, he always felt that he was busy with business and did not want to cause unnecessary trouble, so he still refused:
"I have been unable to separate myself recently. I believe that Sotos Young will have better results by publishing this task widely among adventurers."
Seeing that Roman always refused, Mr. Greby said goodbye with some disappointment and left the restaurant, leaving Roman to sit there alone, quietly tasting the special flavors like the ordinary diners around him.
In the evening, Roman returned to his room in the Black Raspberry Bar, calculated three o'clock in the afternoon of Beckland time, and Roman arranged the ceremony in the room and prepared to attend today's Tarot meeting.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool."
A familiar red light flashed, and Roman opened his eyes again and came to the gray fog.
Under the leadership of Miss Justice, he stood up and greeted Mr. Fool, and Roman sat back in his seat.
Suddenly, he seemed to notice some disharmony and felt something was wrong.
How could I refuse this commission so directly?
Even if not causing trouble is my deepest idea, but...
Suddenly, he thought of some detail before and couldn't help but be stunned.