According to the contract signed between Mr. Mandis and the late Detective Sparrow, when Mr. Mandis voluntarily announced the termination of the commission, in addition to the deposit, he was required to pay an additional fee of no more than one-third of the total amount depending on the progress of the investigation.

Shade's original intention was that he did not want the other party's money, but he would not refund the deposit, but Mr. Mandis insisted on paying. So in the end Shade received 13 shillings as the commission fee, and left Mr. Mandis with the maid.

's residence.

It was four o'clock in the afternoon, and there was no sign of dusk at this late summer time.

"I think this money should only be enough to pay for our carriage today."

On the carriage returning to Saint Teresa Square, the maid said to Shade.

A pair of cotton stockings costs about 5 shillings, a good quality women's work suit costs 1 pound, boots cost 11 shillings, and the cost of a taxi is generally within 4 miles of the area centered on Yoder Palace.

The charge is 1 shilling for up to 2 miles and 5 pence for each mile thereafter.

That's why Tifa sighed like this based on the prices she knew.

"Yes, if you add in the preliminary investigation work conducted by Detective Sparrow, this commission will undoubtedly be a loss. But for me, isn't it a big profit this time?"

Shade shook the black iron ring on his finger, and the black-haired maid also smiled:

"It seems that the detective profession is really suitable for ring magicians."

"No, no, I just don't know how it happened that this matter would be related to the relic. Generally speaking, the commissions I receive are just ordinary things like playing cards and looking for people."

Shade said, taking out the roll of parchment:

"I happen to know these ancient texts, Tifa. We had dinner together, and you will leave after I interpret these texts. Don't refuse in a hurry. You helped me a lot today. Treating you to dinner is an expression of my gratitude."

The brunette thought for a moment:

"Okay, but I can't go back too late, otherwise the lady will have objections."

The two returned to Saint Teresa Square first, and then went out with Mia and found a good restaurant in a nearby neighborhood. Shade rarely cooks at home, so he knows where the food is delicious nearby, and nearby

Restaurants are already familiar with young detectives with cats.

After dinner, they walked home together, and when they returned to Saint Teresa Square, they saw a slightly fat man wearing a wig and a red coat standing anxiously at the door of No. 6.

Shade was curious about who this was, and when the other party saw the two approaching, he immediately came over to meet them. The two met on the street of the Ring Square on the edge of Saint Teresa Square:

"Is this Hamilton from Ray Jade? Oh, it's Miss Servit, good afternoon."

An unusually standard Tobesk accent, and the voice is even a bit shrill.

He bowed slightly to the girl next to Shade, looking at her expression, he was very surprised to see her here.

Tifa also introduced Shade’s identity:

"Mr. Hamilton, this is Mr. Miral Formans, the herald at Yodel Palace."

"Good evening, Mr. Formans, what can I do for you?"

Shade was also very surprised and didn't understand until he saw the invitation handed out by the other party.

"Hamilton of Rejed, Queen Diana formally invites you to attend the birthday party held at Yodel Palace next Wednesday, the night of the thirtieth day of the Flower Moon."

The herald handed the invitation to Shade. Although it was the queen's birthday party, the invitation was in a very ordinary style. This was probably to show the frugality of the king's family.

"Knight, will you participate?"

"Oh, of course, I will definitely go."

Shade said, so Mr. Formans nodded, said goodbye to Shade respectfully, turned around and left, without even giving Shade a chance to invite him upstairs for tea.

Shade opened the door, and the cat on his shoulder rushed in first, followed by the maid lady.

"Why does Mr. Formans have such a high-pitched voice?"

he asked as he dropped the key into the cookie box.

"Did you notice that his chin is smooth and he has no beard?"

the maid asked.

"Um?"

Shade thought for a while, slowed down and asked in surprise:

"Eunuch?"

"Yes, although this is no longer popular in the modern court, and people think it is very inhumane, most of the trusted servants around your majesty are eunuchs. So there are rumors in the court that if you want to gain your majesty's trust, just

Be ruthless to yourself..."

She did not continue, and Shade nodded to show that he understood.

Larus III is a truly tough king with outstanding personal abilities. As the leader of the kingdom, he coincides with the wave of the steam age. The emergence of such a king is extremely lucky for Delarian.

However, the strong character and the powerful power given by the king himself can also cause certain character defects. The tradition of palace eunuchs disappeared from civilization hundreds of years ago, and these eunuchs now voluntarily give up their bodies for power.

Structure. Larousse III's acquiescing attitude for the sake of power promoted this trend, and this is one of the few things that makes him criticized.

Of course, His Majesty the King has nothing to do with Shade, so he doesn't care whether the other person has mental problems.

After returning home, Shade went into the study and translated the contents of the parchment alone on the pretext of looking up some documents. He originally thought that it only introduced the bottle of red potion and the function of the [Demon Hunting Seal], but he did not expect that it actually included

A story about an ancient inheritance, and the whereabouts of another extremely powerful relic.

"Dr. Alfred's ancestors found the relics of a witcher who died in the Third Age in the ruins. In addition to seals and potions, there was also a long sword that had become a [relic]. It turned out that [the demon hunter seal]

】, in addition to being more inclined to appear in areas where demons are infested, he will also actively attract those powerful enough extraordinary beings. And that long sword was hidden by him in Sikal Mountain..."

Sikar Mountain is located in the east-central part of the Old World, and is one of the national boundaries between Delarian and Kasenlik. That place is too far from Tobesk. Even though the parchment describes the location where the relics were hidden,

It was still impossible for Shade to search for him at this time.

He is still waiting for Darkness.

After thinking about it, Shade chose to hide part of the content on the parchment and only told Tifa the news related to the potion.

"These things are indeed left by the Ring Warlock! Doctor Alfred's ancestor was a powerful Ring Warlock. According to the self-report on the parchment, he lived about 800 years ago and was a Nine Ring Warlock before he died.

"

The Nine Rings are already high, and they are strong no matter what era they are in.

"Then how did that gentleman die?"

asked the maid sitting on the sofa.

"I don't know. He said on the parchment that he was going to challenge a powerful enemy and fight with his friends against an eleventh-level warlock. Because he was worried that he would not be able to come back, he gave away two items that he would not use.

It was left in the basement of the old house. It was written in ancient characters. I hope that ordinary people who find these two items in the future will not mess with them. If you are a magician, you can use them."

Here, Shade omitted anything about the sword.

"He obviously did not expect that his descendants would continue to live in that town and still use Alfred's surname for 800 years."

The nine-ring warlock's signature was also Alfred, so Shade knew that he was the ancestor of the ophthalmologist.

"The ring is a keeper-level relic. Although I have seen information before, I don't know the more specific function yet, but I know the function of the potion."

Shade put the bottle of red potion on the coffee table. Because some of it was used by Dr. Alfred, only about three-quarters of it was left:

"This is not a magic potion, but a derivative of a [relic] obtained by a ring magician from an accident eight hundred years ago. The specific relic is not mentioned in the parchment, but the function of the potion is clearly written.

"

He and the maid looked at the bottle together:

"Dropping the potion directly into the eyes can further enhance the evolution and enhancement of spells and thaumaturgy related to the eyes. Preserving the magic eyes in this potion can effectively suppress the negative effects of some of the magic eyes when they are separated from the body.

"

"Let thaumaturgy and magic evolve? This is a very rare thing."

Tifa covered her mouth and sighed, and Shade nodded. Unfortunately, [time perception] has no connection with the eyes, otherwise he would be able to know the truth.

Shade pointed to the other half bottle of bright yellow potion:

"I'm afraid those potions that were processed by Dr. Alfred can no longer be used. But there are three-quarters of the red potion left. I want to try to evolve my [Echo of Blood]. Tifa, can you help me?"

What? I need someone to control the droplets entering my eyes and stop the dripping when I say stop."

"No problem, but what is the evolutionary direction of the ability to observe blood stains?"

"Maybe I can see it more clearly."

Shade said, then lay down on the sofa.

The cat that was in the bedroom for no reason just now jumped up and jumped on Shade's chest, looking down at him. The cat was not heavy at all, but in order to prevent it from disturbing things for a while, Shade and two

Stretch out both hands and press it on your clothes.

"That's it."

He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling. Tifa opened the cork of the medicine bottle and controlled the liquid to fly out in bunches.

The first drop of liquid entered the eye, and Shade felt nothing, followed by the second and third drops.

He gradually felt that his eyes were heating up, but they were not too hot. As more than ten drops fell, the temperature around his eyes seemed to be dropping again, but they were not particularly cold either.

The spirit in the special potion gradually penetrates into the entire eye and interacts with the soul that controls the body.
To be continued...