108 Really? (2/2)

He immediately stood up and showed Roland the way.

Soon after, they entered a small room.

Thick wooden doors and solid walls—this certainly could guarantee sound insulation.

They sat down again around a table. Roland placed on the table the small plate he had brought from Edward's house. He asked, ”Do you recognize this coat of arms?”

Gru took the coat of arms, looked at both sides, and said apologetically, ”Sorry, I've never seen it before. None of the nobles in Delpon uses a coat of arms with this design.”

It wasn't someone from Delpon!

However, this didn't come as a surprise. The other side wouldn't give the game away so easily. This might be the other side's method of deliberately misleading him.

”It's okay that you don't know.” Roland continued, ”I've asked about the history of the Gray Sand Gang, and you guys are relatively rule-abiding…”

Upon hearing this, Gru broke out in a cold sweat.

It was clear to everyone in Delpon that these Golden Sons were all of the neutral-good alignment. Whenever they saw a crime being committed, they would step up and stop it, and ensure justice with physical means.

Not to mention the major event two months ago—in the last two months alone, a Golden Son named Betta had broken the hands of many thieves and kicked down many tyrannical scoundrels.

There were also two Golden Sons outside the city finding a way for beggars to survive. A few small gangs that relied on ”sucking” the flesh and blood of the beggars were cut off from their source of revenue, so they went to reason with them and hadn't intended on getting violent. But in the end, they were still beaten to the point of being unable to distinguish between north, south, east, and west.

This Roland before his eyes was the most low-key and the most mysterious.

An orthodox spellcaster, and currently the deputy chairman of the Magic Tower.

He was investigating the missing girls' case.

The nobles appeared unimpressed by Roland's actions, and regarded them as futile, or assumed that he was just pretentious.

However, Gru knew very well that the nobles were all afraid that Roland would find out something and place the blame on them.

The intense disdain on the surface couldn't cover up the fear in their hearts.

This was why the first half of Roland's words already terrified Gru immensely.

”There is something wrong with your methods, but to be honest, you guys are more disciplined.” Roland smiled at Gru, who appeared deathly pale, and said, ”So I have something I need you guys to help with.”

”Please go ahead.” Gru breathed a long sigh of relief.

”I need you to find out for me the names and ages of all the girls who have disappeared in the last few years near that grove. It'll be even better if you found out the approximate time they were murdered.”

Gru nodded heavily. ”I'll make it happen.”

It was a difficult matter, but Gru didn't dare reject him. He feared that if he refused, the Gray Sand Gang would become evil in Roland's eyes.

Roland also sighed inwardly in relief. It was the first time he had ever pretended to threaten someone. Success was great, however. Then, he thought for a moment and said, ”I have neither money nor any properties…”

”There's no need. It's Gray Sand Gang's pleasure to serve you, Sir.”

”Hear me out.” Roland continued, ”We Golden Sons are particular about an equivalent exchange. You and your boss can choose some of the more intelligent-looking children among you and send them to the Magic Tower. I will choose one or two talented ones to keep so that they can become magic apprentices!”

Gru put his hands down heavily on the table, jumped up abruptly, and looked at Roland in disbelief. ”Really?”