"Would you mind telling me about it?" Ragnar pointed at the sailing ship drifting with the current.
"Of course..."
Anse concealed his relationship with Clara. He claimed that he had discovered slave traders, rescued the Elf first, and planned to send her to Moon Shadow Kui Ling before finding a way to save the others.
In truth, he merely wanted to spread the news and muddy the waters so he could fish for an advantage.
The matter was not complicated, and he explained it clearly in just a few sentences.
At the mention of the Elf and Moon Shadow Kui Ling, Ragnar's expression shifted. She then said solemnly, "Mr. Anse, leave the rest to us. Silver Scale Bay will investigate this to the very end."
"Oh." Anse smiled, showing no intention of leaving. "May I ask how Sheriff Ragnar intends to handle this?"
It was only proper for the authorities to step in, and he had no reason to refuse. But since he had already made enemies, he naturally wanted to wipe them out completely. He did not want anyone holding a grudge against him.
A flicker of displeasure passed through Ragnar's eyes. She had been appointed directly by Baldur's Gate's Council of Nobles, a core member of the inner circle. Few people dared to deny her face, much less openly show distrust toward her.
But she did not dare truly lose her temper. The other party was very strong, acted without restraint, and was also a follower of Tyr. If she provoked a few Paladins, the trouble would only grow worse.
"The guard has several small boats. I'll organize people to board immediately. They won't get away."
"Small boats?" The corner of Anse's mouth lifted. He did not know whether this Barbarian was truly stupid or simply thought a