This short sentence made Roger feel like he was falling into an ice cellar. His face turned pale in an instant, and he felt a gust of cold wind blowing from his back, and drops of cold sweat began to flow involuntarily.
"This... um... this..." Roger was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to answer.
"I was planning to use that small fish to catch a bigger one, but I didn't expect you guys to show up halfway through."
Madam Sophia tapped her fingers on the table. "You must take good care of that brothel that sells prisoners these days, because in a week, it will become an abandoned empty house."
Sophia's words gradually revealed murderous intent, and Roger subconsciously touched the soles of his shoes. Because Randy didn't let him bring a heavy sword, he secretly hid a spare dagger in his riding boots. He was just waiting to pounce on her if she disagreed with him. As long as he could control Sophia, he would still have a way to survive.
"Haha, no need to be afraid. Since I asked you to come here, I won't touch you." Madam Sophia didn't even look at Roger. She just smiled contemptuously and picked up the quill pen to play with it. "A spy from an enemy country is nothing. There are basically some in every city. If they are gone, they are gone. I asked you to come here to do something. Besides, if you fight me here, I can guarantee that you will die more miserably than anyone else."
Roger was stunned. He felt a hint of danger. It was like being stared at by a wild beast, like a thorn in the back, very creepy, but he couldn't break free, couldn't escape. There was someone else in the room, and it was someone much stronger than him. All Roger could think of were the two swordsmen who followed the Marquis's mansion.
"Um... Madam, you said, you said let us do something?" Roger silently withdrew his hand that was reaching for his boots and asked with forced calmness.
"You were able to solve the disappearance case on Klin Island and track down the culprit, which shows that you are quite capable. I recently encountered a difficult problem and have found many mercenary groups but still can't solve it. If you can help me solve this problem, I can forgive you for releasing the prisoner privately."
"And what if we fail?"
"This matter must succeed. If you fail, you will not even have a complete body left." Madam Sophia stretched out her hand and gestured at her neck. "If you are lucky enough to escape but fail to complete the mission, you will still die without a complete body."
It was a dead end, so Roger was not as scared as before. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead and asked, "What do you need us to do?"
"There is a cemetery in the southern suburbs. It is where the Guell family buried their ancestors. There is a mausoleum in the middle of the cemetery. It is where Eamon Guell is buried. I need you to enter this mausoleum, go to the deepest part, and help me get a few pages of paper."
Eamon Guell is the founder of the Guell family and a great mage. He once followed the king of the year to expand the territory and made great military achievements. He is the only one in the Guell family who is qualified to build a mausoleum, so his descendants who have no big accomplishments have built tombstones around the mausoleum of this ancestor, forming a unique cemetery.
Roger had heard Randy talk about the origin of Guell Cemetery, and also heard about the various strange things in the cemetery. For example, the skeletons and zombies that would wander in the cemetery every full moon night, the creepy howls that would always come from the depths of the cemetery, and the tombstones that would often bleed for no reason.
Whenever he thought of these things at night, the timid Roger would feel a chill down his spine. For this, Matar often laughed at him.
"So, when are we going?" Roger asked cautiously.
"The full moon will be in a week. The mausoleum will only be opened at that time. You will go in that night."
"Full moon night?" Roger felt his calves going a little weak, and he instinctively wanted to take a sip of the water on the table to calm himself, but after searching for a long time he realized that this was not a hotel and there was no water on the table at all.
"Well, you don't have to be so scared." Seeing Roger's cowardly look, Mrs. Sophia showed a look of contempt on her face, "Kogas will go with you. With him around, the monsters in the mausoleum will not pose any threat to you at all. You just need to crack the mechanisms in the mausoleum and reach the deepest part of the mausoleum."
"Kogas? The Vulture Kogas?" When Roger heard the name, his shaking hands stopped shaking, and his sore calves stopped feeling sore. This Kogas was one of the two swordsmen in the Marquis's mansion, the "Vulture" Kogas who had been famous for many years.
Legend has it that in his early years on the battlefield, he was called "Vulture" by the soldiers of the enemies because of his extremely bravery in killing the enemy and his love of eating the enemy's human flesh.
When he retired, a lot of nobles rushed to hire him. In the end, Marquis Paglen spent a lot of money to buy a famous sword as a gift before he agreed to stay in the Marquis's house for twenty years.
Later, he came to Kunlun with Marquis Paglen's most beloved daughter Sophia. With this person around, at least those skeletons and zombies are just a piece of cake.
Madam Sophia nodded and said, "Monsters are not to be feared. The things in the mausoleum are the problems you need to solve. Take this time to study them carefully. I hope you can come back alive."
"I know, Lady Sophia!"