"Hmm?" Meg put down his roujiamo, walked to the door, and opened it. A tall, thin man in a black robe and a black hat that almost covered his eyes stood at the door. Hearing the door open, he looked sideways at Meg and said nervously in a low voice, "May I come in?"
Meg looked at the familiar face and nodded. He stepped aside to let him in and closed the door behind him. This was the boss of the private detective agency he had visited the day before yesterday. He had asked him to investigate Crassus and Julian. The boss' name was Sherlock, which was why he had chosen this agency. He hadn't expected Sherlock to come to him in just two days.
"Mr. Mak, this is the information you asked for. I don't know what you want, but I suggest you don't provoke these two." Sherlock took out a paper bag and handed it to Meg. He glanced at Yabemiya and Amy in the dining room and lowered his voice again. "It's not hard to get information on Crassus. It's very detailed, and it's worth the price you paid. But I didn't find much information on the magician next door. When he entered the magic potion shop last night, half of his hair was burned. He's a very powerful magician. "
Mai glanced at Sherlock's short burnt hair that was exposed from the edge of his hat. Two days ago, Sherlock had long, curly hair, a moustache, and an unrestrained smile. It was a stark contrast to Sherlock's cautious and slightly white hair. Mai wondered what Sherlock had experienced the previous night.
"Okay, thank you." Meg nodded and squeezed the paper bag in his hand. There seemed to be a lot of information. It should be enough for him to determine how dangerous Crassus and Julian were. Sherlock, who had long, flowing hair, had done his best.
"Then I'll take my leave." Sherlock nodded and prepared to leave. But when his eyes fell on Amy, who was eating a roujiamo, he couldn't help but stop.
He had seen the little girl two days ago. She was delicate and adorable. Now, she was chewing on a weird-looking biscuit, and scooping up a spoonful of white and tender food from the bowl from time to time. She was eating with relish. The aroma of braised meat and beans in the air made him swallow involuntarily. He had been in a hurry to deliver the ingredients to Mag before he opened the magic potion shop, so he hadn't had breakfast yet. When he smelled this tempting aroma, his stomach began to growl unconsciously.
"Mr. Mak, can we start selling breakfast now?" Sherlock asked Meg.
"There's still half an hour before the opening, so we don't serve breakfast yet." Meg shook his head, but there was a strange smile on his face. He had paid Sherlock 10 gold coins as a commission. If he used that money to eat in the restaurant, it wouldn't even be enough for two bowls of Yangzhou fried rice. He wondered how Sherlock would feel about his flowing hair.
"Okay, I guess I'll have to come again next time. Goodbye." Sherlock nodded. He took another look at the roujiamo in Amy's hand and opened the door.
Meg locked the door and sat down at the table by the door. He took out the information in the paper bag and quickly browsed through it. His brows furrowed, then slowly relaxed. Finally, he became hesitant.
The information on Crassus was indeed very detailed. From when he was young, to when he left Rodu and went all the way south to Chaos City, there was a record of where he lived now.
But after all, he was a magic caster worshipped by the imperial family. The fact that Sherlock could get such information meant that he had a good source of information.
From this information, he could basically rule out the connection between Crassus and that incident. This made him feel relieved. As long as he didn't belong to that faction, Crassus was much less dangerous.
What concerned Meg more was that Crassus had a relationship with the elven princess. It seemed that he wanted to take her as his disciple, but the matter was left unsettled. Therefore, he should be kind to the elven princess.
The information on Julian was much less. It only said that he was a mysterious magic caster who had opened this magic potion shop in the Aden Square for nearly 10 years. The business of the magic potion shop had been lukewarm. It produced all kinds of low-level magic potions, which could be sold in bulk. Therefore, many adventurers would buy some basic potions from him. He was very low-key.
However, Sherlock mentioned that Julian might have some grudges with Crassus, but it was only briefly mentioned. Maybe he didn't know enough, or he was afraid of Crassus.
If that's the case, Crassus is less dangerous than the mysterious Julian. Meg frowned. According to the information, Crassus wanted to find a disciple to inherit his legacy. He was already 121 years old, and his life was coming to an end. Therefore, finding a disciple was more important to him than anything else.
He knew that Amy was a half-elf, but he still wanted to take her as his disciple. It was clear that taking a disciple was more important to him than anything else, even if it was the doubts of the secular world and the problems that might arise in the Magus Tower.
If he really wants to take Amy as his disciple, but doesn't want to go to the Magus Tower … Meg's mind began to run wild.
"Father, the savory tofu pudding is delicious!" Amy's happy voice interrupted Meg's thoughts. He smiled and put the information back into the paper bag. He got up and walked over. Amy had already finished her roujiamo and savory tofu pudding. She raised her head, and her eyebrows were like crescent moons.
"Is Amy's favorite savory tofu pudding?" Meg asked with a smile as he reached out and gently wiped away a bit of tofu pudding from the corner of her mouth.
"But I also want to try that sweet tofu pudding. I think it'll be super delicious too." Amy shook her head. Her eyes were shining as she looked at the tofu pudding with golden-red syrup. "When I'm almost full, I'll have a sweet tofu pudding like a dessert. It'll definitely feel great."
"Okay, then you can try it." Meg nodded. He was a little exasperated by Amy's eagerness to eat any delicacy, but what could he do? She was so adorable even when she wanted to eat sweet tofu pudding. He carefully moved the bowl of sweet tofu pudding toward her.
A look of anticipation appeared on Yabemiya's face. She had thought that Amy wouldn't eat sweet tofu pudding because she liked savory tofu pudding, but it appeared that wasn't the case. Perhaps she would fall in love with sweet tofu pudding.
Amy scooped a spoonful of sweet tofu pudding into her mouth, and closed her big blue eyes. The tofu pudding was coated in syrup, and it melted in her mouth, filling her mouth with sweetness.
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