Swoosh!
The open space beside the villa.
A figure in a gray robe slowly descended.
"Lord Ellis..."
Hart, clutching his penetrating stomach wound, greeted the captain who had just arrived in front of him.
Seeing Ellis's arrival, his heart suddenly felt relieved, but as he relaxed, the pain in his stomach became clear, making his face turn paler.
"What has happened here?" Ellis, wearing the standard gray robe of the Law Enforcement Team, glanced at Colin, who was standing not far away, and asked.
His face was calm, showing no expression, and he did not rush to take action; he just stood there, quietly waiting for Hart's response.
"My lord, this is what happened." Hart, enduring the throbbing pain from the wound in his lower abdomen, walked to Ellis's side and whispered:
"The Haiya Chamber of Commerce has lost a Magic Potion, and this man is the thief who stole the potion..."
"Thief? Then why didn't you bring him to the Law Enforcement Team, and why come here?"
