Starbeck's voice wasn't loud but it wasn't soft either.
The people around him were able to hear what he said.
Immediately, these people laughed out loud.
"Hey young master, come on, I have the Holy Thorn Grail!"
"Don't listen to him, the real Holy Thorn Grail is with me!"
Similar mockery came from the people around Starbeck at the same time.
"Shut up!"
Kieran shouted at the perfect timing and stepped up in front of Starbeck. The aura that intimidated the hunchback gatekeeper shrouded the area again.
Compared to the hunchback gatekeeper, the people before Kieran were even worse.
Each and every one of them stood on the spot in fear, like rabbits being targeted by a tiger, not daring to move a muscle.
Until Kieran brought Starbeck away from the place, the crowd fell to the ground, sweating profusely.
"What a terrifying aura!"
"How many did this bastard kill?"
"A butcher from head to toe!"
The discussions and comments didn't stop when Kieran brought Starbeck further away.
Quite the opposite, it became more and more intense.
Naturally, it attracted more people's attention to Kieran and Starbeck.
However, these people only took a quick glance at Kieran and Starbeck before looking away.
After all, it wasn't the first time some young master or missy from a big family appeared in Oak Hand, so it wasn't strange at all.
Of course, after Kieran's extraordinary performance, these people who lived in the black zone didn't want to cause trouble for themselves.
Sometimes, these people behaved extremely viciously.
But most of the time, these people knew how to show their viciousness in front of others.
Feeling the gazes move away from him, Kieran looked at Starbeck beside him and nodded in his heart.
Starbeck performed better than he expected.
Not only were the people who came to participate in the black market gathering deceived, but even the organizer of the black market gathering was deceived as well.
The inspectors of Oak Hand weren't just the hunchback gatekeeper, there were also a couple of guards mixed in with the crowd.
The moment Kieran stepped into the hall, he instantly sensed the vigilant and focused gazes from the few men around him.
Until Starbeck displayed his innocence according to the plan, only then did the gazes disappear.
"Young Master, as you can see, there is nothing here."
"If possible, we should leave as soon as possible."
"If Master finds out, you won't just be grounded this time."
Kieran dutifully played the role of a servant, guard, and butler.
However, this was also the code that the two of them had agreed on.
This meant that the first step of the plan was successful, and the next step of the plan could be carried out.
"Wait a little longer, let me take a look."
"Don't worry, I'll calculate the time. There won't be any delays."
Starbeck tried his best to show that he couldn't take it all in and didn't want to leave.
Then, without waiting for his loyal servant to say anything, he ran to a stall, picked up an item, and started chatting with the stall owner.
The stall owner did not refuse such a conversation.
Even though Starbeck's questions were childish, most of them were things that people like them were familiar with.
Though, didn't this also prove Starbeck's identity as a young master who didn't know anything?
Besides, fooling a young master who didn't know anything was much easier than bargaining with some veterans.
In the end, when the stall owner saw a golden bead the size of a pinky in his hand, he couldn't even close his mouth.
When the others saw the golden bead in the stall owner's hand, they were even more convinced of Starbeck's identity as the young master.
At the same time, their gazes at Starbeck grew even more fervent.
With a powerful servant like Kieran around, they couldn't use any special methods but they could trade fairly!
Therefore, whenever Starbeck stopped in front of a stall, he would receive the warmest treatment from the stall owner.
Basically, the stall owner would answer every question Starbeck asked.
Soon, Kieran understood the theft of the Holy Thorn Grail that he was extremely concerned about from the conversation between Starbeck and the other stall owners.
The theft was closely related to him.
If it wasn't for him, the thief might not have been able to steal the Holy Thorn Grail.
"The last time I appeared in Naveya City, it seemed like those people had been planning for a long time, waiting for the thief but in the end, they ran into me!
On top of that, when I attracted their attention, the real thief stole the Holy Thorn Grail and I was assumed to be the thief's accomplice, but … "
"Was it a coincidence that I appeared there?
Or did Tiki calculate the timing? "
Kieran's mind was spinning rapidly.
Kieran didn't believe in coincidences, so his guesses were leaning towards the latter.
Naturally, if it was the latter, the Thief must be related to Tiki in countless ways.
"Who could it be?
And what is the relationship between this place and Tiki?
Or is it related to Nikorei? "
Countless guesses drilled into Kieran's mind but without proof, random guesses would get him nowhere.
Taking in a deep breath, Kieran temporarily suppressed the messy guesses. He sized up the surroundings again and started to think about the matter at hand.
He had a general idea of what he wanted to know.
All that was left was to find a temporary place to settle down and carry out the next step of his plan.
As for spending the next 28 days in peace?
It wasn't what Kieran wanted.
Even if he had to bring Starbeck along.
Kieran understood the importance of special dungeons, he wouldn't simply give up on any of them, let alone [The Shaman's Partner], which had been opened multiple times in a row and the rewards were getting better and better.
Before entering the dungeon, Kieran briefly explained the situation to Starbeck.
Starbeck didn't have any objections to it.
Of course, even if Starbeck had any objections, given his guts, he wouldn't dare to voice it out.
Similar to how he was trying his best to perform according to Kieran's orders.
"Young Master, do you need a statue of Hero Algor?"
"I only need one gold bead!"
As he spoke, a stall owner who looked like Kieran or Starbeck walked over with a statue in his hand.
The statue was a head.
It looked like a plaster statue in an art classroom.
It had no body or arms.
However, it was just a statue of a head and it was enough to show the determination in Hero Algor's expression. Together with the rigid facial lines, it added a sense of valiance to the statue.
No doubt it was a statue made by a master sculptor.
Otherwise, it wouldn't have such an effect.
Starbeck didn't think much of it, he hugged the statue in his hand and signaled Kieran to pay.
However, Kieran didn't follow orders like before.
"Young master, we have a lot of statues of Hero Algor in our house, this one won't make much of a difference. Can you return the statue to this gentleman?"
Although it was a question, his tone was firm.
Starbeck unconsciously returned the statue to Kieran.
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