Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

The latter smiled and shook her head: "Sir, unless I lock you in a closet, your very presence is an extremely dangerous weapon. Compared to you, the revolver in your holster is as cute as a child."

After making the playful remark, the elderly lady stood up: "I am Lillian·Marlene, dear Mr. Malin, what brings you here today?"

"I’d like to know where Lieutenant Harsan·Chandler’s hometown is, I mean my subordinate, Harsan·Chandler. I need to find him for a matter," Malin said, taking out a potion made from the fruit of the World Tree from his pocket and placing it on the table: "A small sip each day can improve the ladies’ health and also their skin."

The last sentence was too powerful a weapon, and the ladies on duty immediately happily accepted the gift, and that elderly lady also found the hometown of Harsan·Chandler for Malin.

Nearly two hundred kilometers southwest of Copenhagen, in the southern part of the Free City of Danpu, there’s a major town called Koser Town, considered to be a transportation hub for land trade with the southern countries.

"Thank you, madam." Malin smiled, took the old lady’s hand in his, and traced the emblem of the Goddess of Harvest Church on it, at the same time a transport portal was opening up behind him.

It was only then that the old lady seemed to understand as she widened her eyes: "Sir, what exactly do you need Harsan·Chandler for?"

"Harsan·Chandler is under my command. I heard he returned home for five days, neither writing letters nor any messenger mentioned anything. I think there’s something fishy," Malin said as he took two steps back, making a noble’s bow: "If I’m not mistaken, the Dole Vince family seems to be the lord of the town. What is their relation to the Vince family in The Capital?"

Malin’s smile made the old lady frown, but she eventually gave the answer: "They are a branch family, Mr. Malin."