Borrowing the Tiger's Might. "Only two Fourth Ranks? I'll go deal with them."
With an indifferent nod, Kidd, the burly mercenary, slowly rose to his feet, preparing to head out and resolve the problem.
"Wait a moment. You said two Fourth Ranks came? An elf and a beast-man?"
But at that moment, Oben, the blue-robed mage who had remained silent while setting up the Magic Array, finished his work and spoke in a somewhat surprised tone.
"What? Is there a problem?"
Spinning a Rose Gold Coin between his fingers, the elf glanced at him.
"When I traded with that poor fellow just now, there were indeed two Fourth Rank Professionals following nearby—an elf and a Half-Cat Person. They seemed to have used an Artifact that concealed their auras.
"But unfortunately, it was useless against the special detection Secret Art I had permanently imbued. Before leaving, I even left them a little 'gift,' but it seems it did not take effect."
Taking out an Eternal self-cleaning handkerchief, Oben elegantly wiped away the traces of spell materials left on his hands from setting up the Magic Array. At the same time, the Magic Array began operating automatically, trails of flowing light streaking through the air.
"If possible, don't kill them, Kidd. Bring them here. I want to find out exactly how my whereabouts were exposed."
"Understood."
Kidd nodded, pushed open the basement's heavy Magic Gate, and disappeared up the stairs.
Several minutes later, having captured the two while they were caught off guard, Kidd returned.
"Don't kill us! I work for Anvis Olivenndi, Your Excellency! And she and I are both Outsiders—the kind that can resurrect! If you're worried I'll leak your information, I can even sign a magic contract with you!"
The moment he regained consciousness, Last Dragonborn immediately shouted.
Afraid