Brinchov is very happy recently, but at the same time, his heart is a little heavy.
Happily, with the help of periner, he reopened the twilight tomb. However, a letter hidden in the twilight tomb made him sad. He would not doubt the authenticity of the letter, because he had heard of all the characters mentioned in the letter, and the oldest one was his former boss.
GALUS desiderios, a strange and distant name, was the former president of the thieves' Union, and the other party was the apprentice of grey fox, so to speak, in his time. The influence of the black thorn family is far from reaching the level of completely controlling the thieves' Union.
However, that was more than 30 years ago. At that time, he was not born. However, through the oral narration of his old boss, mercerferry, and other people in the thieves' Union, he understood some of the secrets.
GALUS desiderios, Mercer Frey, and Carlia's last three nightingales, two of whom are now dead in the twilight grave.
At least that's what his old boss, Mercer, once told him, and he never doubted him.
At least among the two elves and one of Brighton's own clan, if he is allowed to make a choice, he would rather choose his own clan Mercer. What's more, Mercer is his mentor and friend, and he is also his guide in the thieves' Guild.
When brinchov and periner came back from their twilight grave, they plunged into their own house and never came out.
After he lit the oil lamp, a man got into the bed, and then opened the letter with shaking hands.
"Dear Carlia or a colleague who read this letter, I hope you can understand some facts when you read this letter, and not lose yourself in a certain period of time. I hope you can immediately disclose the evidence of the culprit after reading this letter!"
Brinchov rolled over in bed, his eyes still a little astringent. He found the letter near a skeleton in the twilight tomb, where the dead man died miserably, and whose hand was pointing to a specific position. Then, with years of experience and intuition, he found the letter.
"Mercer Frey continues to dodge every step of my plan. I think he should have noticed that I'm following him and doesn't seem to want to waste unnecessary opportunities to get rid of me completely. I tried my best to deceive him. The furthest thing I can think of in my mind is that in order to deceive him, I have to pretend to be a Nightingale and use my new talent to deal with myself.
Today, I was about to spend the night in the roof pool when Mercer Frey came in unexpectedly. Although he walked slowly along the wall, I recognized him at a glance. He leaned along the wall and slowly approached the library door. Suddenly, he stopped and looked back at my hiding place. I didn't move for a moment, even held my breath at that moment, but my position was exposed. He suddenly turned and walked back to the leaky pot. What the hell is he doing?
Finally, I found a clue that could explain Mercer Frey's behavior. Instead of trying to follow him or break into his estate, I used every informant I could to search around for answers. It took a few weeks, but Moore finally provided an interesting message: Mercer had spent a lot of money on things that had nothing to do with the guild. How he can afford such expenses is still a mystery to me. The Treasury can't be opened, so where is the source of his capital?
My informant has confirmed that Mercer lives a life of luxury by spending a lot of gold to satisfy himself. Although compared with the evidence I have, I personally want to face Mercer. His money must have been stolen from the guild, but I don't have enough evidence. All I have now are groundless charges. Although Mercer got rich through stocks, the money he spent was huge.
I went through a series of rigorous thinking. There's only one way Mercer can get access to a lot of money. I even doubt the possibility of believing that. How could he desecrate the twilight grave? This has gone far beyond pure greed and beyond the scope of ordinary theft. His behavior represents the complete failure of the Nightingale, which has never happened in hundreds of years. Why, why did he quickly forget all his beliefs? All I need now is evidence.
Mercer Frey asked me to meet him in the snow mantle secret room today. He asked the messenger to bring a note, so I can only assume that he has been waiting for me there. All my feelings told me it was a trap, but I had no choice. His note said that the meeting was very urgent and about the guild business. So I have to go. I can't take anyone with me at risk, but I'm almost sure Carlia won't follow my orders and will follow me secretly.
Later, I learned that everything Mercer had done was just a scam. When I got to the snow mantle chamber, I found that there were some killers from the brotherhood waiting for me. At this time, I realized that he had been associated with those inhuman executioners for a long time.Mercer is already a criminal who breaks the rules. I can't tolerate it, so I need a more careful plan. Of course, I'm not sure if I will fall into failure. "
Obviously, this senior, he failed completely. His bones had been forgotten in the dusk, and the tomb became cold. And another Nightingale, also disappeared, so big probability, she has died.
What he knew now made him feel chilly. I didn't expect that there was such a dark history in the thieves' Union. No wonder when Mercer was in a hurry to abdicate, they were left with a devastated Union and nothing. At that time, many brothers and colleagues chose to retire.
He even doubts that some of his retired colleagues and insiders have been killed by Mercer.
He didn't dare to imagine that his old boss had something to do with the brotherhood. When he was a little thief, Mercer often reminded him that they were only in the dark, but they never occupied the dark, and they didn't have anything to do with all the blood.
Stealing without killing is the basic moral principle of the thieves' Union.
Now, Mercer has become one of them who breaks the rules. Thinking of this, brinchov clenched his fist. If the other side stood in front of him now, he would break his chin!