Everyone's become an adventurer, so who's going to put in the effort themselves?

"You just mentioned the information Old Sid gave you, right?"

He remembered the name Sid.

This guy is an old acquaintance. Yesterday, when he was being hunted down by Jeken, it was this guy selling his intelligence profile in the guild cafeteria.

And now it's happened again?

Does this person have a grudge against him?

Lynn, who suspected that Sid might have a grudge against him, questioned him with the utmost malice without even thinking:

"Could it be that old Sid deliberately withheld all the information?"

Fiona tilted her head and thought for a moment, then shook her head and said, "It shouldn't be!"

"When Old Sid told me this information, he seemed to want to say something else, but I didn't listen carefully and ran straight to the dungeon."

Lynn was stunned when he heard this:

"You haven't even heard all the information, and you're already coming to cause me trouble?"

Fiona chuckled awkwardly, "I was just worried you'd disappear into the dungeon for three to five months!"

"I thought it would be better to end it sooner so I could have some peace of mind."

Lynn's face immediately fell when he heard this.

He realized that this was yet another misunderstanding caused by Fiona.

I'm just unlucky, I've offended your Fiona Mutual Aid Association.

Luke and I have a misunderstanding, and you, Fiona, are getting involved too?

Seeing Lynn's expression, as if he wanted to stab her in the back, Fiona touched her nose and said awkwardly:

"Um, I can compensate you!"

Upon hearing this, Lynn glanced at Fiona, and finally sighed:

"Lami".

“Yes!” Ramie answered immediately.

At this moment, Lynn calmly said, "Could you please inform Miss Mira on the ground and ask her to investigate Sid?"

Lamy paused for a moment upon seeing this, then immediately replied:

"Sure, the Enforcement Bureau has an alchemical communication pigeon that connects to the upper-level guilds. We can use that channel; it shouldn't be a problem."

"Then I'll leave it to you." Lynn nodded slightly.

"Oh dear, I already said it was a misunderstanding. I didn't listen to what old Sid said clearly."

Fiona then said, looking embarrassed:

"You can tell me what compensation you want!"

"As long as the price isn't too outrageous, I'm happy to compensate you!"

Lynn glanced at Ramy, who had turned and left, then at Snowball, who had stayed behind and was now positioned above Fiona as a watchdog. Finally, his gaze settled on Fiona's face.

"You, an elite adventurer, steal from a newbie like me, and you still have the nerve to say don't ask for an outrageous price?"

Fiona chuckled awkwardly, "I know I made a mistake, but I can't just give up the money, can I?"

Don't you like money?

"What a coincidence, I really don't want any money."

Lynn stood up and walked towards Fiona.

Seeing this, Fiona looked puzzled.

Then she saw Lynn come up to her, squat down, grab her clothes, and cut off a long strip of cloth with the dagger she was wearing.

"What are you doing?" Fiona asked, completely bewildered.

Then, Fiona watched as Lynn tied the piece of clothing over her eyes, blindfolding her.

"Wait? What do you want to do?"

"You're not trying to mess with me, are you?"

The next second, Fiona clearly felt Lynn's hand roaming between her buttocks.

Immediately afterward, Fiona's expression changed drastically, and she urgently warned:

"Hey, if you really do it, you'll make a huge grudge!"

"Based on the principle of reciprocity, I just touched you, and you can only touch me for a little while at most. If you dare to put something inside me, after I leave, see if I'll stab you in the stomach with a knife and let you experience what it feels like to be stabbed!!"

As soon as he finished speaking,

Fiona felt the hand that was groping suddenly withdraw.

Immediately afterwards, she keenly felt that her pants were lighter, as if something had been taken away.

"Wait, what did you take?"

At this moment, Lynn tore off the tattered cloth from Fiona's face and waved the small purse in his hand:

"This must be your wallet, right? It's been hard to find."

Fiona was silent for a moment, then asked with a strange expression:

"You just wanted to take my wallet?"

"No, to correct you, it's stolen."

Lynn glanced at the prompts on his skill panel.

[Brain of Knowledge in effect... Skill: Stealing, currently being decoded.]

Seeing this, Lynn nodded:

"I feel like if I do it a few more times, I should be able to learn the stealing method you just used."

Fiona laughed in exasperation upon hearing this:

"Who taught you to blindfold people when you steal?"

Lynn asked in shock, "Do you need someone to see you stealing?"

"To kill someone, you must first destroy their spirit?!"

Fiona opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word for a long time.

What he said makes so much sense, I'm speechless.

Just as the two were in shock and speechless.

Ramy suddenly turned back and shouted at Lynn with a serious expression:

"Lynn, something's happened!"

"What do you mean?" Lynn turned her head and asked in confusion.

"Lady Shia sent a message: Old Sid is dead..."

"Moreover, he has been dead for more than three months."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lynn's hair stood on end.

Sid has been dead for three months?

Who was that person in the cafeteria yesterday?

Chapter 46 From today onwards, you are my little brother!

The point in time after Sia received Ramie's message.

Adventurers' Guild.

Room 504, 5th floor.

Xia stood in the small 20-square-meter room, in front of the bed, looking at the logo printed on the quilt.

A strange eye without eyebrows.

"The symbol of the Evangelical Church..."

Sia whispered.

Just then, Mira's voice came from outside the door:

"Sometimes, I really envy your ability to appear in the city so quickly."

"I wish my Stigmata attribute was light."

Seeing this, Sia inside the door smiled and turned to look at Mira:

"Then you'll become my perfect disciple."

Mira walked into the room, glanced at the eye symbol on the bed sheet, raised an eyebrow slightly, and then her expression became serious.

"I've been tricked."

"How so?" Xia asked curiously.

Mira turned to the side, looking out the door at room 503 across the hall:

"Across from us is the room Lynn rented."

"Eh?"

Sia peeked over in surprise, glanced at the room with the number 503 on the doorplate, and then hesitated:

"So, Lynn has been being monitored by that intelligence dealer all along?"

Mira shook her head and denied it, saying, "In reality, Lynn moved in later, but there's no point in dwelling on that now."

Mira glanced at the bed in front of her and said calmly:

"After all, it's not certain whether the Sid living here is the real Sid..."

After saying that, Mira's nose twitched slightly. Soon, she squinted at the bed in front of her, grabbed a corner of the bed, and lifted up the top mattress.

As the bed blankets fell to the ground at an angle, an incredibly thin, paper-like humanoid object appeared beneath the mattress in front of Mira and Sia.

This paper-thin figure was none other than the intelligence merchant, Old Sid.

At this moment, Sid, who had already become a thin layer, stared wide-eyed in terror, clearly having been greatly frightened before his death.

Shea wasn't surprised to see such a strange corpse; she simply lowered her head, stroked her chin, and examined it closely.

"Did they peel off all the skin and make it into a 'suit'?"

"Your craftsmanship is quite impressive!"

Mira then put the mattress aside and said calmly:

"Judging from the smell, he must have been dead for about three months, and I saw 'Sid' just yesterday."

"Oh, that sounds like some kind of horror story."

Sia pressed her index finger against her cheek, and said thoughtfully:

"However, this also means that Lynn's situation has never escaped the eyes of the Evangelical Fellowship?"

Is it because of that bloodline?

Mira pointed to the human skin in front of her and said calmly:

"Instead of this, you should take a good look at this outer layer. Seeing this, don't you remember yet?"

"Making human skin into suits for camouflage by wearing them."

"There would be such a method; I can only think of one person."

“The evangelical deacon ‘Illusion’.”

"A dangerous individual who has killed several heroes at the elite level."

"This record was shared by adventurer guilds from other cities three years ago. Now, the specific level of the Illusion Mask has become an unknown."