Using the intelligence network of the Aran Court, they discovered three former classmates.
One was serving as a Magician at the Pedan Kingdom court and was not to be disturbed for the time being.
Another had also chosen to seek shelter in a religious institution, the Holy Spirit Church. Although its influence in Aran was limited, its impact was far-reaching across the entire Western Continent. This fellow had even managed to become a Priest, so for now, they could only observe.
As for the last one, what they dug up was a Warrant.
"Is there some mistake?"
The pale-skinned man was baffled. Something was definitely off, and the portrait on the warrant was the classic, unmistakable look of a bandit—a scar-faced man with a beard braided into little braids to look fierce, the kind who looked like they'd eat several children for breakfast.
