Ian frowned.

"When did the first one happen?" he asked.

"More than a month ago. Sid sighed, "This can't be used as evidence!"

"It seems that I have to squat. ”

"Let's start our shift tonight. ”

"Hmm. ”

After a brief discussion, the two decided to take turns on duty from this moment on. He also took turns resting at night, keeping an eye on the movements of the children downstairs throughout the day, and also to see if anyone else was coming in and out of his room. Neither Ian nor Sid can believe that the kid is the murderer. They had to find evidence to complete the commission, only to wait for him or someone in the room to do something.

Both of them were ready to sleep badly for several nights in a row, but they didn't know if it was fate or the favor of some god, so they made a discovery that night.

After dark, Sid went to sleep first, and Ian was on duty for the first half of the night. Sid felt like he had only been lying down for a short time before he was pushed awake in a haze.

"Get up, Sid. Ian urged in a low and short voice, "He's out." After saying that, Sid opened the door and touched it out without waiting for Sid.

Sid immediately sat up, settled himself on the edge of the bed, and then walked out of the room lightly.

It's not really late, it's not midnight yet.

As soon as Sid stepped out of the room, he saw Ian kneeling on one knee by the stairs on the second floor, listening intently. Noticing Sid's approach, he quickly motioned for him to crouch down, then made a silent gesture.

In the warm night, there was still no wind. The hall downstairs was dimly lit, and the innkeeper had probably left only the vigil and a few candles on the bar, and had gone to rest.

"Uncle, I've kept you waiting. A childish voice came softly from downstairs. The surroundings are so quiet, and the clear children's voices are like cold spring water, pouring into the warm and dry air, which is particularly pleasant.

"You're welcome, Master Matthew. A man's voice came in a low voice, looking respectful and careful, as if he was afraid of waking up the people around him, and deliberately lowered his voice.

Sid's eyes widened immediately when he heard Matthew's name. Of course he remembered, it was the young master who mysteriously disappeared from the noble mansion that burned down in Huxin Town. At first, he thought that he might be a different person with the same name, but the conversation he heard later made him more and more sure of the identity of the child.

I heard the man say again: "After the accident, I went back once." But no one knows your whereabouts, and rumors are even spreading in the town of Lake......"

"Rumors?" the boy's voice was still clear, even smiling.

"Well, because you are missing, everyone is suspecting that you caused the fire by mistake, and you fled in fear of crime...... The man looked very unconfident when he relayed the rumors that were unfavorable to the young master to his face, but as soon as the content of his words changed, he immediately became firm again, "But I don't believe it! I know what the Lord of Wales has taught you." ”

“......”

"Matthew, are you alright?"

"Ah, it's fine. ”

"I'll take you back to Lakeheart," the man said, "I can get someone to help you rebuild the Lord's mansion, you just need to go and explain to the mayor what happened that night......

The boy seemed to sigh in annoyance.

"Uncle, it's a little hot here, let's go outside. ”

"Yes...... Yes, but it's so late, and I've heard that Kush hasn't been safe lately......"

"Oh, then let's just walk down the street next to the inn, it should be all right, right?"

"Okay. ”

After the two of them said these words, Ian and Sid heard the sound of their chairs being pulled apart, and then the sound of their footsteps gradually went out the door.

"Let's go. Ian whispered a word to Sid, and tiptoed downstairs.

There was the sound of the guy's steady breathing coming from the bar, and it seemed that he had fallen asleep. Ian and Sid reached out of the door of the inn and followed the sound of conversation as they walked down the alley to the right side of the hotel. It was pitch black outside, the lights in most of the houses had been extinguished, and the black windows were like monster eyes, quietly staring at the travelers who were still hanging out late at night.

The moon shines through the clouds, emitting a hazy and feeble white light, barely making it clear the way.

The conversation in front seemed to be getting clearer. Although the light was dim, judging by the voice, the two figures not far in front of him, one tall and one short, should be Matthew and the man he called his uncle.

Matthew's voice was smiling, "Uncle, do you know? You're right, those are rumors. ”

"I know, I know," the man's deep voice said, "I know you're a good boy and wouldn't do anything like that. ”

"No, no, no," Matthew's smile widened, "I mean, they say that I accidentally caused the fire, it's a rumor. ”

His voice became cold and sly: "Because, I set that fire on purpose. ”

"What are you talking about......" The man's voice cut off suddenly. At this time, there was only horror in his eyes, and the extreme horror made him temporarily lose the ability to speak. Before he could even scream, the man was engulfed in a cloud of mud that was taller than him.

His entire body was covered in mud, including his eyes, mouth and nose. Like a clay monster, it waved its arms with its teeth and claws, and in vain grabbed the mud from its mouth, trying to give itself the possibility of breathing. But the mud kept rising as if it were alive...... Landfill ...... Surge...... Landfill.

In the alley, he struggled silently, even when he slammed into the outer wall of the inn, he still couldn't make a sound. All sound was muffled by the soft mud.

At this moment, a pale blue light pierced the darkness in the alley and shot straight towards Matthew. This arrow, which was as fast as a thunderbolt, was less than an arm's length in front of Matthew, and it sank into the sea like a stone, and disappeared without a trace in an instant. Once again, the alley was plunged into darkness.

Again, an arrow glowing with a pale blue light came there, followed by another, a third, a fourth. As the light of the pale blue arrows faded away, the sound of fluttering continued to be heard in the depths of the alley. Ian knew that every one of Frynn's arrows had hit its target, but it was as if they had all been shot in the mud.

The last arrow sank into the mud protecting Matthew, and the alley fell silent for a moment. But for a moment, Matthew only felt a wind in the darkness hit him.

With a bang, he suddenly felt his heart shake, and the mud protecting him seemed to be cut apart by a strong wind. Through the diagonal incision in the mud, Matthew caught a glimpse of a figure. The man was not far in front of him, dragging a strange black greatsword, the tip of which was pointed diagonally at the ground.

Sid took a sip and cursed secretly, "Even if you bring back a corpse wrapped in mud, it can be regarded as evidence...... But if you want to watch you kill people from the sidelines, I really can't do it. ”

Sid used Ian to control Flynn to release arrows in a row, silently rushed to Matthew, and then swung a sword to cut off the mud monster protecting the opponent. But he felt that the other party didn't seem to be moved at all, and muttered: "Dad, someone is bullying Mom!"

Immediately after, I only felt a gust of wind on the left side of my face, and subconsciously reached out to block it. With a "snap", something slapped heavily on his left hand gauntlet, which shocked his arm and made his arm numb, and the whole person was slapped to the right. Whoosh and a few more arrows flew in, briefly illuminating his surroundings with a pale blue glow, and the assailant's face was reflected.

A humanoid monster made of mud.

The man who had been wrapped in mud had disappeared from his body at this time. He was lying under the wall of a side hotel, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

"Ah, that's pretty......" If the moonlight had been brighter tonight, Ian and Sid should have been able to see Matthew's eyes, staring straight at Frynn. Then, the mud monster he called "Daddy" sped towards Flynn with a bizarre gliding action.

Ian was taken aback, he didn't expect this seemingly clumsy mud monster to travel at such speeds. He drew the sword from his waist as he urged Fryn to leap backwards.

But what made him feel even more astonishing was happening before his eyes. The slithering mud monster ignored Ian, and like a bouncy ball, it suddenly sprang up on the ground and shot at Frynn, who was leaping in mid-air. Just a little, Flynn's toes were touched by the mud, and she was immediately caught in more mud. In the blink of an eye, the mud monster had already enveloped Frynn's entire body.

"Hahaha, pretty sister, let me hug you......" Matthew's eyes flashed with greed, "Tell me, tell me, why are you so beautiful?"

"Ian!" Sid shouted when he saw the scene behind him, "Lift!" as he tried to remind Ian to release the Manifest Frynn's psychic powers. The child controlling the mud monster was clearly using psychic powers, but this strange and terrifying ability was unfamiliar to him and Ian. Now that the fight is over, it is of course necessary to choose to unmanifest Flynn for the sake of safety.

But Ian was like a stone statue, unresponsive. Sid could only see two pale blue flames in Ian's eyes in the darkness, still fluttering with light. The young man's face was solemn at this time, and his brows were tightly locked. He felt a strange psychic power hit his spiritual world, peeking into his memory, but he instinctively refused to back down. Because, he found that he also embodied Flynn through his spiritual power, and integrated into the other party's spiritual world.

He saw many images.

Sid saw that Ian didn't react, and didn't know if he was in danger, but fortunately, the light of inspiration in his eyes was still there, and Flynn was there.

As soon as he turned his head and looked at Matthew in front of him, he thought that as long as he killed the main master in front of him, Ian's side would naturally break the siege.

But to kill a ten-year-old child...... The veteran was a little overwhelmed. Since the beginning of the battle, he had had held out a glimmer of hope that there would still be room to avoid a head-on confrontation with the child. But the soldier's actual combat experience had clearly told him at this moment that he could not tolerate the kindness of a woman, and he and Ian were facing a very likely murderous habitual offender. Sid finally turned his heart sideways, clenched the hilts of his sword in both hands, and slashed back from his lower right to the upper left.

There was a "click" sound, and the sharp sword momentum in his hand was unexpectedly frozen. It's like being stuck in dry land that has been dried in the sun, and you can't get in or pull it out. Looking at Jian Feng, a mud monster with a strange description and inhuman facial features blocked his eyes again. His two-handed sword was stuck in the mud monster's thick arm.