"Oh! Mr. Majiya! It's really you!"
The Oak Town merchant, who had been "invited" to identify someone, kept wiping the sweat off his forehead, forcing a smile, and warmly greeted old Majiya: "The fellow said he saw someone familiar, and I never expected, never expected it to really be you."
Old Majiya nodded: "Mr. Panno."
"Yes, yes, it's me." Panno, whose name was called, glanced nervously at the surrounding soldiers and feigned ignorance: "Are you also going to Artemis? Visiting a friend?"
"To redeem a person." Old Majiya replied bluntly, "My eldest son was captured by His Excellency Montaigne, I'm going to ransom him."
"This...that...I..." Panno was extremely embarrassed, his fat face turned beet red, and he struggled to say a single sentence: "Wish you luck."
The young man with the saber, observing that the Oak Town merchant confirmed old Majiya's identity, nodded and signaled his subordinates to lead the merchant away.
