�I have something to talk about.�

As Sirone and Lian turned around, Austin took a note out of his pocket and said,

�I guess my mission ends here.�

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�Is it over?�

Sirone asked, blinking, and Austin held out the note again.

�What is this?�

�It�s a map of the canal in the basement of Mr. Brooks� mansion.�Estera entrusted me with leading, but I don�t think she will be able to leave here.�

Most of the horses had already died and there was a bombing that completely disappeared one cliff, so the surviving horses were also running away.

Sirone checked the map.

It was not as detailed as the design drawing, but looking at the traffic lines, it was sure to get lost if you went in without knowing it.

�As you probably know, the letter to Mr. Brooks is being handled by our guild.�I don�t have much advice for you, but keep this in mind.�A request is completely subject to the conditions of the client.�Don�t worry about anything except delivering the letter.�This map will help.�When you reach the end of the canal, Mr. Brooks� men will guide you.�

Sirone raised her head and asked.

�What are you going to do, Mr. Austin?�

�I need to clear this place.�I�ll collect your loot for you.�Of course, 10 percent will be mine as a fee.�

I didn�t really intend to take loot, but it was foolish to give up even though I was giving a reward.

�yes.�Then I will ask you a favor.�

Since he knew that numerous organizations were targeting Armand, he had no intention of going to a designated mountain path, so Sirone readily accepted.

�It will take time to sort things out and catch up.�This is a request, but if possible, finish the request and make sure to stop by the Silverling headquarters.�

The guild is sensitive to information, and especially in cases like this, rumors spread nationwide like wings.

By the time Sirone arrives in the capital, many guilds will try to recruit him.

The reason why Austin gave up the insole was the veteran�s judgment that if it was something he could not do on his own, it would be better to take at least some spoils.

�Do not worry.�I know the importance of trust.�

Austin laughed bitterly.

�That�s why I�m more anxious.�

Sirone knows how strong he is, but from Austin�s point of view, it�s just a measure of pure skill, and he�s still a rookie who doesn�t know how far he can go with it.

�Trust me����.�

On this floor, trust is actually just a concept like insurance for the weak.

In the world of guilds where skill is everything, Sirone is already a person who does not even need to mention trust.

�You�ll have to be diligent to get into the capital before the sun goes down.�Stop leaving.� JrNovels.com