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Waiting for Virum and the others who left Hartsan's house were two high elves, Arthee and Nazri, who had been chosen to serve as watchmen.

Perhaps because of the orders of the chieftain's son, Hartshan, they looked down on Virum and the others, but they seemed to respond to our requests, so we were led to the homes of the attackers.

Even in the middle of the move, Virum, who is not bothered to gather information, opens his mouth.

Speaking of which, where is your chief? I haven't seen him yet since I got here, though.

The Chief is ill and convalescing from illness. As such, Mr. Harzun is now in command of us.

Questions about the fact that Hartsang did not even show up for the conversation with the spirits who are the objects of his faith, and even made the decision to have another race investigate the important place of the sanctuary.

It's impossible to tell if they are lying or not from the way Arthe and Nazri answer with a blank look on their faces.

I'm sure you'll be able to find out what else is going on with the story, but none of the answers that come back seem to be related to the case.

''This is the home of a compatriot who had contact with an outsider.

In the meantime, they arrived at their destination.

Judging from the condition of the house, it was no doubt used until recently.

Furthermore, the fact that the front door was unkempt indicated that it had been empty for several days.

The fact that the front door was unkempt indicates that it had been empty for several days. I don't want to have to clean up after you, you know.

With Arthee's sarcasm behind them, Virum and the others entered the house and immediately began to examine the surroundings.

'Coona and Oma, check upstairs. If you find anything, call me or Foo and stay there.

Yes, sir!

Oh!

Hu takes care of the High Sierra and the room on the other side.

Yeah, okay.

Copy that.

Following the instructions issued, the faces scattered around.

After confirming this, Virum walks in the opposite direction from Foomir and the others.

(Well, if they're black, they won't find anything in this house. There's no way they'd bring us in without leaving any evidence behind...and assuming the evidence was covered up, if we can find even a trace of it, we'll be good.)

As with the Harzang house, there were few places to examine as it was not that well furnished.

Nevertheless, Wilm focused on examining the house for any signs of furniture that had been moved or for any signs that someone had broken in since the occupants of the house had disappeared.

Having finished his investigation of the place, Wilm was about to move to the next room when he was met by Cunaria and Oma coming down the stairs.

'Mr. Virum, there was only a bedroom upstairs. I don't even have a place to investigate in that bedroom, just a bed in that bedroom too.

'Master, there doesn't seem to be anything in particular upstairs.

Yeah. I'll take a peek afterwards. You two keep following me.

Just when they were nodding their heads, the one who flew in front of Virum as if wobbling in the air was High Sierra.

''Lord-sama? Master Foo wants to see you?

All right. We'll figure it out later. Let's go to Fu's first.

Virum and the others who followed Heishela met eyes with Foumil, who was sitting on the floor in the corner of the room.

''Brother Vee, here.''

I tapped lightly on the spot she indicated, and a slight echoing sound, different from the rest of the place, came back.

'There's something... hoo, where are the two watchers?'

It's okay. I'm outside now. silent move

Fumil, who had figured out Vilm's intentions, prevented the sound from leaking outside with his muffling magic.

At the same time, Wilm quickly struck his fist and destroyed the floorboards.

''The basement, huh?''

Sure enough, the floorboards were broken and there was a hollow space that led underground.

When they descended using a rope ladder, Virum and the others' eyes widened.

This is...!

You're not gonna...

Yeah, I'm pretty sure that's it.

What was there was a large amount of ore that emitted a black, cloudy purple light.

That's right, it's the same one worn by the soldiers of the Rastabel Empress and the slave soldiers of the Dizenaire Demon Empire, including Oma.