If the Sixth Ring Arcanist before him belonged to the New Continent Mutual Aid Society, then it explained why he had worked with others to try to intercept the Nameless One's Remains in Tobesk last time.
As for Shade's attitude toward this organization, he had no particular attitude at all. As long as it did not hinder him, Shade did not care in the slightest.
"I see."
He lowered his head to look at the three fossils:
"You take two. I'll keep one."
It was not that Shade had suddenly become greedy. He had thought of the Poem Chapter Fragment, "Hatched Dragon, Seven-Colored Dragon Scales." Keeping one fossil might prove useful.
This time, the Sixth Ring Arcanist did not object. After all, he truly could not defeat Shade. He let Shade choose first, but did not immediately take the other two Dragon Eggs away. To avoid suspicion, he went outside first. Once Shade finished what he needed to do, he would also erase Freeman Hawthorne's memories to prevent his identity from being exposed.
Only after the Silence Charm took effect and he was certain no one outside could hear them did Shade look at the man writhing on the ground.
He crouched down and pressed the muzzle of his gun against the man's forehead:
"I ask, you answer. Listen carefully. About ten days ago, you met with Herman Wood and Georgia Black at the Crowley Steam Bathhouse. There were also three prostitutes present. What happened that night?"
Feeling the icy muzzle, Hawthorne's eyes widened slightly:
"What happened? Nothing happened."
Shade frowned, not because the man was being stubborn, but because judging from his expression, Hawthorne had not lied.
He then questioned him further about the details of that night and learned that the three had indeed been discussing business. When