In a tent, Sean carefully looked at the man tied to a chair. The latter did not look away or make a fuss. He just stared at Sean calmly.
This kind of silence was not a look that would appear on a snitch. When he was still in the old king's city, Sean had seen many betrayals and betrayals. Although the enemy's rebellion could only be beneficial to him, the ugliness of greed, flattery, and impatience would not be pleasing to the eye just because of a little benefit.
The guard could not help but feel curious.
After staring at each other for a while, he broke the silence. "Name?"
"Joe," the man replied. "Are you the commander here? I don't mean the lord of Thorn Town or anywhere else, but the commander of the Graycastle troops. "
"Is that important?"
"If it's not, I won't say anything, because... it's meaningless."
"Interesting."
Sean leaned forward a little and said, "I'm the captain of the guards of His Majesty Roland Wimbledon, the king of Graycastle, and also the captain of the Graycastle exploration team. You can call me Sean. Now that you've met the person you want to see, can you tell me the whereabouts of the treasure? "
"If you came all the way to the Cage Mountain for the Temple of the Cursed, then you must be looking for the Magic Ceremony Cube," Joe said bluntly. "And the Magic Ceremony Cube is now in the hands of Earl Lorenzo of Archduke Island!"
Sean couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He had thought that the other party would first discuss the conditions, then beat around the bush to give him some clues. As for whether it was true or not, it would take some time to verify it. He didn't expect the other party to be so straightforward. "Have you seen... that thing?"
"No, but it's not a secret to the church." Joe briefly told Sean about how the church plundered the Kingdom of Wolfheart. "At that time, Lorenzo, who was in charge of this mission, made a big deal about the treasure in his report. Many higher-ups knew about it, but the Holy City of Hermes didn't pay much attention to it."
"I see. The treasure went to the Kingdom of Wolfheart for a hundred years and was later found by the church. This makes sense," Sean said while stroking his chin. "But why did you tell me about it? If you want to sell this information to other lords, it's not meaningless, is it? "
Joe took a deep breath and asked, "Sir, have you heard of... the God's Punishment Army?"
"Of course, the secret army that the church is proud of," Sean said with a mocking smile. "Unfortunately, they were defeated by His Majesty's First Army in the Battle of Coldwind Ridge."
"That's good." However, the other party did not show any indignation. "The next part will be easy to explain. Lorenzo has the God's Punishment Army under his command, so no one except the King of Graycastle would dare to attack the Archduke Island. "
"Oh?" The guard raised his eyebrows and said, "I thought these humanoid beasts all died in the bomb craters in Coldwind Ridge. How many God's Punishment Warriors does he have?"
"Ten... no, about five," Joe hesitated. "Not too many."
"If you want to break into the castle, the five of you are a big threat." Sean smiled and said noncommittally, "So what do you want from me? Or, how much is the price of this information? "
"No, I just want to survive," Joe said in a low voice. "The church is no longer a match for Graycastle, but those exiles are still unwilling to give up. Lorenzo is still targeting you. His people may have already sneaked into Thorn Town, and I don't want to be dragged into this mess. If... "He paused for a moment and said," If this information is useful, the King of Graycastle will pardon me, right? "
Did he really do this to save his life?
Sean put his hands on the table and rested his chin on his hand, which was a gesture that His Majesty often made when interrogating people. Although he did not have the magical ability of Lady Nightingale, sometimes he did not need magic to distinguish truth from falsehood.
At least, he did not sense any desire to live in this man who called himself Joe. Especially when they looked at each other, the indifference in his eyes showed that he had made a decision.
Perhaps even Joe did not realize that this was the look of a man who was determined to die.
"Is that all?"
"Yes... yes."
"Then I'll arrange for someone to send you to Neverwinter."
"Huh?" Joe sensed that something was wrong. "Why do I have to go to Neverwinter?"
Sean stood up and said, "I don't have the power to pardon you, nor can I abandon you. So sending you to Neverwinter is the safest choice. Don't worry, His Majesty's benevolence and justice have long been known to Graycastle, and the Witch Union has ways to verify the credibility of the information. If you're not lying, you'll definitely receive a reasonable verdict. Pardon is just a basic treatment. If you're lucky, you may even receive a large reward. "
"My, my lord... the treasure..." Joe also wanted to stand up, but he was tied to the chair by a rope and could not move at all.
"If it's really in the hands of Earl Lorenzo, it'll belong to His Majesty sooner or later. Besides, the treasure has nothing to do with you, right?" Sean spread out his hands and said, "There's nothing to worry about. Although the journey is a little long and your actions will be restricted before the news is confirmed, everything will be paid off in the end. You won't have to worry about the threat of the church anymore." He looked at the soldier and said, "Take him away."
"No, my lord, wait..." Joe's expression changed. His indifference was instantly replaced by panic and helplessness. He forced himself to stand up and then fell to the ground. "Please, don't send me to Neverwinter!"
His voice was filled with unimaginable grief, as if he had been pretending to be so. Even Sean could not help but stop in his tracks … He was not even afraid of death, but he still showed such an expression. It was really incomprehensible.
"Why?" Sean turned around and asked, "Or is this not your only request?"
"Please save her — save Farina, please!" Joe gnawed the soil on the ground and shouted desperately, "There's no time, she... she doesn't have time..."
In the end, the man was choked with sobs.
"This is probably the truth..." Sean thought to himself.
He walked to the trembling Joe and patted him on the shoulder. "Who's Farina? Why doesn't she have time... I think we can talk about it now."
...
After Joe gradually calmed down and listened to the whole story, Sean finally understood what was going on.
Everything was related to love.
Joe was the real exile of the church, and the former bishop had now become their enemy. It was not surprising that Joe had turned to the First Army of Graycastle, the former enemy of the church. Traitors were always more hateful than foreign enemies. At the same time, Sean also understood why Joe was so determined to die. Joe did not think that he could hide it from the First Army forever. Perhaps in his eyes, it was better to send himself and Farina to the gallows than to be tortured by Lorenzo.
If he had spread the news slowly, it might have worked in a few months, but he chose to take the risk himself. Even if Lorenzo would not deliberately torture Farina to death in order to find the Holy Book, there was a limit to the endurance and recovery of a human body. If he waited for half a year before triggering Graycastle's action, it would be too late.
Originally, the conflict between the church and the church had nothing to do with Sean, but because of love, the information was reliable.
Now, he only needed to find the spy sent by Earl Lorenzo to confirm everything.
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