Hearing the sound coming from behind, the woman wearing a veil turned around and saw a half-elf with pointed ears standing not far away. The latter was holding a large bag of fried beans in his hand, looking at herself suspiciously while chewing it.

"Can you... see me?" The woman wearing a veil, Melita Bernia, looked at the half-elf who had met once, in surprise. Of course, she remembered the other party. As a senior agent of the Mitsunian Treasure House, she had a good memory, so she also clearly remembered what the combat power of this half-elf guard was. Can a half-elf who is more powerful than a goose easily see herself?

"Is it difficult to see you?" Amber chewed the fried beans. She still didn't remember which character the veil girl in front of her, whose painting style was different from the entire camp, so she looked curious, "Who are you? A businessman who comes to do business? Finally, some merchants are willing to come here?"

I don’t know how she contacted the person in front of her with the businessman…

"The merchant...it seems good if he insists on saying this," Melita smiled and removed her hidden effect and psychological suggestion spell. Fortunately, there was no one nearby, otherwise the leaders coming and going would probably have another commotion when they saw the big change of living people on the street. "You are the guard of Duke Gowen Cecil? Please take a walk, I'm here to talk to him."

"Oh (crunch), OK," Amber threw two fried beans into her mouth, then walked to Melita and reached out, "(crunch) three copper coins."

Melita was stunned: "Why?"

“Travel fee (crunching).”

Melita: "...are you interested in working in the Mitsunian Treasure House?"

"Ha?" Amber was stunned for a moment, and then she was reminded by the word Misilan Treasure. She immediately remembered something and suddenly distanced from Melita several meters. "Ah! Misilan Treasure! I remembered it! I saw you last time!"

"It's me," Melita smiled, feeling that the half-elves were really interesting, and every shocking reaction she had was impressive. "Your lord invited me here, so do you still have to lead the way now?"

"I thought I could get a little extra money - I couldn't even earn a errand fee for that old Zongzi as a dog, I was really a loss," Amber whispered in a low voice, then waved his hand, "Okay okay, come with me, I'll take you to see him."

Under Amber's leadership, Melita soon arrived at the depths of the territory. She saw a large tent standing in the center of the open space, and a foundation had been laid beside the open space, with a large amount of bricks, wood and stones piled up on the side, as if she was about to build a large house.

"He is in the tent, so there shouldn't be a nap at this point," Amber walked towards the tent with great strides. "You're waiting outside and I'll let me know."

A moment later, Melita heard the half-elf-sex voice coming from the tent: "Gaowen! That agent named my little pony is here to find you!"

Melita frowned in confusion: Why did that guy and the people around him pronounce it so strangely?

Gao Wen had been waiting for the agent lady to visit him for many days, and today he finally waited for the other party. The agent lady was still dressed similarly to last time, wearing a strange style gauze dress and a lilac veil covering her face. Her temperament was mysterious and elegant.

Amber saw the agent wandering around the brick kiln factory, and before that, no one reported that outsiders had come to the territory.

This is really a young lady with mystery.

"Long time no see, Miss Melita," Gao Wen stood up from behind the table, smiling, "I thought you would have to wait a long time to come, after all, the transportation in this place is not very convenient. Please sit down."

“There are always many convenient ways to get the Mithril treasure house,” Melita smiled, “and I’m glad you finally pronounced my name right.”

Gao Wen was a little embarrassed: "Ahhaha... Don't say that it's so full, maybe you have to read the wrong one next time."

"The Duke is such a funny person." Melita said decently, owing her body.

She still didn't lift the veil, but obviously Gao Wen didn't care about it either. He just looked at the agent from the Mithril Treasure House with curiosity: "You seem to have 'visited' on my territory? How do you feel?"

"A very nice place, better than I thought, and there are many very strange... magical devices," Melita said frankly, "but what I'm even more curious about is that you're still living in a tent, but instead letting the civilians live in a wooden house first."

"They are mostly workshops or places for technicians to live in. The infrastructure of the territory must be carried out first," Gao Wen explained. "And as for here... you should have seen a large open space next to the tent, and my tent will also be demolished soon."

Melita opened her eyes slightly: "I thought it was a barracks for the knights and soldiers. It seems that you are not planning to build a castle for yourself?"

"I'll talk about it when I have the conditions in the future. Now it's a waste," Gao Wen waved his hand, "I won't talk about this anymore, let's talk about the serious matters."

"Of course," Melita remembered the purpose of her coming here, "Please show me the ring you got."

Gao Wen took out the Misilian ring he got from the cult on the spot, put it on the table and pushed it in front of Melita.

The agent's lady narrowed her eyes slightly as soon as she saw the silver-white ring, and her eyes became serious: Obviously, the thing is indeed real.

She picked up the ring, placed it in front of her and observed it carefully, rubbing the inside of the ring to determine the encrypted patterns. Finally, she put the ring on her lips and whispered a few syllables.

The syllables sounded blurry and indistinguishable. Gawain almost immediately discovered that they were not ordinary spell casting spells. The sound that was almost whispering was not even like the ones that could be emitted by human vocal cords. As these syllables fell, a layer of hazy light suddenly appeared on the surface of the ring and trembled slightly.

After more than ten seconds, these phenomena gradually dissipated.

After completing this spell that seemed to be a special identification, Melita breathed gently, but her voice did not relax at all, but instead became particularly serious: "It's true... it's a VIP token in the Mithril Treasure House, and its owner is Bard Wendell."

"Bad Wendell?" Gao Wen frowned. He probably doesn't recognize the great people of contemporary times, but he is familiar with many of the surnames of those great people. "I have heard of the surname Wendell. There was a young man in the group of people who walked east and his surname was Wendell."

"That's right, Bard Wendel, the descendant of the Wendel family of the Tifeng Empire," Melita's eyes looked very serious. "You should think that the Wendel family is as old as your Cecil family. It has been passed down to this day and is one of the most famous families in the Tifeng Empire. The contemporary Grand Duke Peidinan Wendel is the most powerful "knight lord" of the Tifeng Empire and the wolf general of the previous generation. He is the descendant of the "innocent" you mentioned."

"Knight Lord?" Gao Wen frowned, "Is it the kind of lord I know?"

"No, that is a unique title after the military reform of the Tifeng Empire," Melita explained casually. "The Tifeng Empire has undergone many reforms in recent decades, especially in terms of the military system. They reorganized and registered all extraordinary fighters such as knights, warriors, mages, etc., forming an "Imperial Legion" that is not based on private soldiers of the nobles from all over the country. The Knight Lord is the military leader who commands the Knights in this legion."

Gao Wenben just asked casually, but he didn't expect to hear such news. He frowned: "The Tifeng Empire has established a professional and regularized legion of extraordinary people?!"

"Yes," Melita nodded for granted, "so their military strength has developed so quickly."

"...The king's capital's wine bags," Gao Wen subconsciously clenched his fists, "I didn't hear any news about this in Ansu. Even when I was in the king's capital, I couldn't find out about these things!"

"Ah, they don't really know nothing about what's going on in their neighboring countries, but it's hard to say why they don't want to go to their hearts," Melita shrugged indifferently. "We can discuss such national-level matters in the future, and we should continue to talk about the issues of cultists and rings."

"Okay," Gowan let go of his fist, "What is his relationship with the current Grand Duke of Pedinan Wendell, the owner of this ring, Bud Wendell?"

"Bad Wendel is the only son of Grand Duke Peidinan and the wolf general of his predecessor," Melita said word by word, "and the most important thing is that he disappeared more than ten years ago!"

Gao Wen's eyes became weird: "It's really nothing strange if he is a big customer of your Mitsuncan Treasure House, but... I met a level five-level fallen druid in Tanzan Town!"

The difference between these two identities is so huge that Gao Wen can't connect them at all. He glanced at the ring in Melita's hand and shook his head subconsciously: "I'm now starting to suspect that the cultist stole or picked up this ring."

"Sadly, your suspicion is still not true," Melita shook her head, "I have checked it. Apart from your contact record, this ring has not been touched by other people who do not meet their identities. In other words, this ring has been worn on Bud Wendell's hands before and has never changed hands.

"The fifth-level fallen druid you see...is Bud Wendel himself."

Gao Wen was speechless.

But soon, a few details flashed through his mind:

When he was fighting with cultists before, the other party always subconsciously engaged in melee combat. Even if he had a stronger magic power, he chose to hide in the shadow and use a sword to assassinate himself.

During the battle, the cult showed extremely skillful swordsmanship, and his experience in using swords was obviously particularly rich.
Chapter completed!