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"Yamonia." Although the former roommate is now dressed as a man, after all, they have been with each other for a while, so Secura still recognizes her identity.

"Now I'm Arthur, do you want to meet at my house?" Yamonia suggested, glancing at the blood-stained turban on Secura's hand.

"Okay." Putting on a new turban, Secura replied, if it wasn't for the secret of Yamonia, Secura probably wouldn't have gone with her.

"My carriage is just by the side of the road." Yamonia said as she walked, and it was not difficult to see from her dress that Yamonia came from a well-off family.

The carriage stopped in front of a large independent white mansion, and the servants immediately stopped their work and saluted Yamonia when they saw Yamonia.

"Stop tonight's meeting, I have important guests to entertain." Yamonia handed the top hat to the servant waiting at the door, "I am not allowed to approach the study while I am discussing with the guests."

"Understood, Mr. Arthur." The servant bowed and saluted, then stepped back, and then passed on Armonia's words to the other servants.

Yamonia led Secura to her private study, locked the door and drew the curtains.

"Long time no see, you have disappeared a few days after Salvatore was attacked." Yamonia pulled the chair in front of the desk, "Don't worry, the walls here have been soundproofed, people outside It's impossible to overhear our conversation."

"Yamonia, although I really want to talk to you slowly, but I have something very important to do." Secura lowered his head slightly, his eyes filled with exhaustion.

"In your state, what could have been successful will fail, right?" Yamonia also noticed that Sekurad's spirit was very poor.

"Maybe." Secura found another chair and sat down.

"If you can trust me, if I can help you, I am willing to contribute, and you can also take this opportunity to rest at my house."

"Why do you want to help me?" When they were roommates, Yamonia was quite indifferent, so she couldn't think of any reason for Yamonia to help her.

"If I say, because of your woman, I want to help." Yamonia smiled and said, "It's a ridiculous reason, right?"

"It's really ridiculous. But I think it's very reasonable." In such a country where sexism is very serious, it is not surprising that women who have been oppressed for a long time have a mentality to help each other. In times of difficulty, people tend to be easier. become united.

"So, are you willing to accept my help?" Yamonia held out her hand.

"...I can't tell you too much." In this case, taking Yamania's advice seemed like the best thing to do.

"I see."

"Thank you." Secura stood up and took Yamonia's hand.

Secura stated that he wanted to find the sinner's grave, and told her what he could reveal to Yamonia.

"You are very lucky. I have a lot of information on the cemetery of sinners. Give me a day and I will find out the cemetery seat you want to find."

"sorry to bother you."

"You're welcome, after all, you are my guest now. I will let the servant prepare a room for you. Or do you prefer to relive the days when we were in the same room?" Yamonia showed a wicked smile .

"If you want me to pay your intelligence fee in this way, I will have **** with you." Secura replied seriously.

"I-I'm just joking."

"What a coincidence, I was just joking."

After Yamonia asked the servant to bring Secura to the guest room, she went to the bookcase and pulled out a book with a red cover.

There was a keyhole on the cover of the book, and Yamonia opened the lock with the key that she had always carried.

"I didn't expect that I would still use this information one day." At the beginning, the reason why I went to collect information on the sinner's cemetery was because I wanted to find that person's body.