Finally, the music box was stored in a safe. After everything was arranged, Dorian and the other members left one after another.
Only one guard remained behind. It was late at night.
When the member responsible for guarding it had fallen asleep, a figure silently emerged from the air.
It was Verdu, who had returned after leaving.
He took out a cigarette, lit it, and waved it back and forth beneath the guard's nose. Only after the guard had inhaled several puffs did Verdu walk toward the safe.
He opened it with practiced ease, took out the music box inside, and replaced it with an identical-looking one.
After finishing all that, he closed the safe and used "Travel" to leave.
Intis Republic, capital Trier.
In a house across the street from the hotel where Sifa was staying, near the Factory District.
Jerry Collins of the Iron and Blood Cross Order looked through the window at a room on the second floor of the hotel.
Inside that room, Mr. William was having breakfast while reading the newspaper.
"Our Mr. William really lacks any sense of danger." Jerry took a bite of Intis long bread.
It was a loaf made with flour and milk, without any filling.
Because it looked somewhat like a stick, it was also known as an "Intis sweet breadstick."
Beside him, a man with two small mustaches said, "He's stayed here for the past two days without going out. Those police officers and official Beyonders haven't been able to find him yet."
"If this continues, he might even find a way to leave Trier."
Jerry Collins gave a soft snort. "I checked his deposits at Gustav Bank. Guess how much he has?"
Without waiting for his companion to answer, Jerry revealed the answer, "Thirty thousand pounds. But after