An ordinary fantasy adventure in the continent of Faerun

Noshil immediately focused the crown's ability to sense demons on the demons in the basement.

Noshil could feel that the demons were constantly moving, but their thoughts were very calm, with only one or two evil sparks occasionally appearing. However, these scattered thoughts could not provide any valuable information, and Noshil could not know from their consciousness whether Tavis was in the basement for the time being.

This helmet's ability to sense demon thoughts and obtain information from them is best used when facing demons face to face.

After all, if they are observed from a distance, it is difficult for them to suddenly think of the topic Noshil wants in their minds, so in this case, even if they can detect their thoughts, it is almost impossible to get any useful information.

But if they are close enough, they can easily learn any of their secrets by asking questions.

After all, even if they keep silent, as long as they hear the questions, the real answer will naturally emerge in people's minds. This is the natural reaction of creatures, even demons. Unless the demon being questioned deliberately suppresses his thoughts, he will definitely get the answer.

"You said before that there would be guests in the manor, so do you remember when the most recent guest came?"

Saliva recalled again, and then said to him.

"About ten days ago, no, it seems more than that."

It fell into memory again, but gave up completely after a while.

"I forgot the exact time. Whose cat would remember such things? The only thing I can be sure of is that no one has been here for a long time."

Noshier in the sewer held his head helplessly, and his tail also made this movement, but he still wanted to continue asking, after all, this question was still very important.

"Then do you remember what the last guest who came was dressed like?"

Saliva still had some impression about this.

"Well...it was a normal dress, just like the previous guests, dressed in fancy clothes, with a mustache, wearing a big hat, thin and tall, nothing wrong."

It does sound like the stereotype of those nobles, but it's not right. That person can't be Tavis, one because the time is wrong, and the other because the dress is wrong.

But Tavis is definitely hiding here, Noshier can guarantee this, but he should have come here within the last ten days, or more accurately, a few days ago.

Once the time exceeds half a month, it will not match the time of the Eltoril incident, and the guest mentioned by Saliva is obviously overdue, not to mention that Tavis is the former mayor of Eltoril, and his identity at this time is so sensitive that it is impossible for him to come here without any dressing.

But if Saliva has not seen him in the manor, it means that he did not go through the main gate... Maybe there are other secret entrances to the basement in this manor, or even outside the manor.

That's right! Didn't Tail find a closed passage in the stable before? If that passage is really connected to the basement under this manor.

"Do you know where to go underground in this manor?"

"Underground?"

Saliva tilted his head, as if he was confused, but after a while, his ears suddenly trembled, as if he remembered something and said to Noshier.

"I know this manor very well. I have walked through almost every corner of this manor over the years, but I have never heard of a basement."

"But if you want to know where the secret door to the basement is most likely to be hidden, it should be in the restaurant next door."

Saliva licked his hair again and explained to Noshier.

"My stupid mistress holds a dinner party there every ten days. No one is allowed to disturb this dinner party except the mistress and her three sons, including me."

"The dinner party usually ends before ten o'clock in the evening. At the end, the mistress and her sons will return to their respective rooms to rest, but sometimes they will stay in that house all night and will not reappear in the manor until the next day."

Noshier: "You mean, sometimes they don't go back to the room to rest after the dinner party, but go down to the basement through the secret passage hidden in that room?"

Saliva: "I'm not sure, because that restaurant was occupied by those little monsters a long time ago. I haven't been in for a long time, so I can't guarantee it, but it is indeed the most suspicious place, isn't it?"

Indeed, otherwise, it's just a restaurant, why arrange little devils to guard it?

Noshier, who was far away in the sewer, frowned. According to his perception, those little devils were almost always guarding there. If they wanted to go down to the basement, a fight would almost certainly occur, unless...

"...It seems that the order of the search needs to be changed. The best result is that the hidden passage in the stable can really lead directly to the basement. In that case, it will be much more convenient for me, and I can search the most suspicious area in advance."

"Or maybe that passage is just a dry well, but that doesn't affect anything. I can continue to sneak into the manor according to the previous plan, and now I have saliva as a reinforcement in the manor. It only needs to make some noise at night to attract the attention of other little devils, and I can probably sneak in easily."

Noshier turned his thoughts back and continued to talk to Noshier.

"Thank you for the information you provided, it's very helpful."

Saliva yawned and said to Noshier.

"It seems that you have finished asking. You're welcome. I haven't had such a good chat for a long time. I quite enjoy this feeling."

"But if you don't mind, can you tell me now when you can fulfill your promise to me? You know, freedom is as tempting as the delicious legs of roasted pigeons, so if you can, please act quickly."

Noshier couldn't help but smile when he heard it. This kitten is really interesting, and it's really not good to let allies wait, so he said to it.

"Due to the friendship and trust between us, I can tell you that my companions and I will take action tonight."

Saliva: "Tonight? Meow! This action is really fast, great! I seem to see freedom and roasted pigeons waving at me!"

Saliva flapped its wings happily and flew up, circling the room for several circles until Noshir called it, and it stopped.

Saliva flew in front of Noshir, as if embarrassed by the previous gaffe, it coughed before continuing to talk to Noshir.

"Well, but I know it won't be that simple, so what else can I do for our plan before tonight?"

Noshil: "If nothing unexpected happens, we will climb over the wall at the stable. At that time, we may still need your cooperation to attract the attention of those little monsters."

"I will use the sound of birds as a signal, so if possible, I hope you can leave the room before the afternoon and come to the courtyard to cooperate with our actions tonight."

"If everything goes well, you will be free after today."

Saliva: "Meow, I will look forward to it."

Noshil didn't say anything more after hearing this. He directly returned the control of his body to the tail and told it in his mind that its mission was completed. Be careful not to be discovered by other servants and return the same way.

The original consciousness of the tail was nestling in the corner and watching the show silently. As a result, the consciousness suddenly returned. It was now facing the face of Saliva, which seemed extremely terrifying to it, which directly made his body tremble again.

Tail: "Hello, hello, hello!"

Saliva: "? What are you talking about, meow?"