(5.30 1st Update)

Sneak out of the city monitored by the imperial capital, escape the hustle and bustle of the midday routine, and the restless horse's hooves climb the gravel paved mountains to the dark natural cemetery.

Truss is at the forefront of the pursuit of death, but the eerie outfit releases the chill in the middle of summer, and the idea of transcending reality is a persistent sense of mission: to summon the life that is still wandering in the way, and return to the original source of his birth.

The ruined buildings, the glittering rubble and stones that are hard to identify, the sacrificial scaffolding, now only desolate ruins, and even mass graves refuse to overlap the site. The occasional sparrow, which flies past foraging, also rejects the infection of withering and decaying, and flies directly to the other end of the valley gap.

Special funerals, there are no solemn ceremonies, even the members of the royal family with a high blood are just imitating the order and returning to his prosaic downfall.

The ancient road opened up is relatively flat, and the coffin equipped with pulleys can also slide smoothly. It is a novel design after Truss's exploration consideration, and the obsession with convenience is the purpose of the service he provides.

"The vague wind erosion epitaph, which is no longer maintained and updated with the rout of the change of dynasty, is the fate that has been chosen!"

The sentimental words that touch the scene are almost the fun of the cliché, and the proverbs that hit the nail on the head may also be the despair of losing one's life under the tombstone.

"The sentimental melancholy, which can be postponed a little later, is now the survey of the site, whether the two of them are willing to assist in this sacred mission, the privilege bestowed by death."

Truss swept away the dust deposited on the tombstones, and ordered Siqi and Winslow to assist him in the slow progress of his work, and his busy posture reversed the daily laziness, and shirk was the state he was used to.

"The routine of tomb robbery is a blank page left for me to regret, young master, are you willing to expand the scope of knowledge?"

"Nope. As a mobile reference tool that can be carried with you, your presence can fill in the gaps that are missed, overlapping areas, and a waste of pure futility! ”

"Hehe, the young master can still maintain a sober cunning, and it seems that the majestic undead momentum is just a simple intimidation to you. Anything other than this concept is an empty shell of furnishings. ”

Siqi broke off the brown and green dense branches, skillfully tied up the prototype of the cleaning tool, and threw it to Winslow to experience an alternative enlightenment. The bad tacit understanding of the three is imitating and creating more chaos.

Broaden your horizons, the messy arrangement of tombstones is crooked, and the traces of theft are especially obvious.

"This is it, two spies who are causing trouble, let's dig it!"

Truss's choice of wasteland after a simple survey. Planted with vine-like weeds, it grows grappling perseverance in the barrenness. Instead of carrying out Truss's arrangement, Siqi fulfilled the promise of the cemetery.

The flickering of the friction flint ignited the mess of hay under the blazing heat, and the spreading fire soon created a siege trap that burned the coffin and its secrets.

"What a barbaric act! Without asking the wishes of the deceased, they decided on the way to destroy it! ”

Truss despises Siqi's decision, a more shameful means than a looting.

"Negotiating with corpses is not part of my job. The simplicity of operation cleverly avoids tedious steps and may even have unexpected gains. ”

Smoke from wind direction control. Began to collapse blindly, with a crisp cracking sound, presumably as the beating bones were undergoing a process of powdering.

"Forgetting the preparation of the necessary eulogy, the negligence of the plot may be blamed for professional luck. Count, allow me to compile a warm reproduction of the text on the improvisation! ”

Winslow stood on the outskirts of the fire, swept in his face. Adds irritability in the blazing heat.

"Hopefully, it will not be a distorted text, which will be condemned by the trial court and lead to a failure."

Winslow, who was promised, waved the branch in his hand and dipped it in the pure fire to start some kind of mysterious ritual. Standing upright, looking into the deep distance. Brewing tender restraint.

"Eternal gods, please receive a brief but sincere offer of consolation from Sekasby. First of all, I am grateful for the life you have given me, the ability to taint the noble blood of the empire, and the ability to live in a corner of the country as your guide. Perhaps it was my stupid ignorance that angered your quest for perfection, and the fall of the empire was a punishment for my family! Please allow me to affectionately pounce on your forgiving embrace, and exchange my life for your compassionate sympathy! ”

Winslow was a soulful interpretation of his fleeting life, a cunning vocabulary that deceived the gods of negligent witnesses, and a subtle way of avoiding the important that made him laugh at himself.

"Relying too much on God is a one-sided consolation, and if it were me, I would definitely complain about the murder, and it would be difficult to find a home for an unknown cause of death."

Siqi teased Winslow's vanity, and there was no slight starlight in the bright background color.

"No, no, no, first of all, it must be made clear that reproduction is nothing more than a frame ethics set by the Creator, and the inherited bloodline is a family inheritance and has nothing to do with God."

Truss is also picky about the meaning of the truth, which is indeed a ripe fact, the rules of continuation of the living body.

In addition, if God knows how to be forgiving, then choosing a silent argument will save more time. Sympathy is just an illusion of the criminal bandits, an excuse to numb themselves. ”

I stepped on the last spark, and destruction was as simple as that.

"The tacit understanding of the three people who share the same hatred is difficult to refute! But that's it! ”

Winslow shook his head helplessly, ending the fiery festival and not allowing the sophistic prayer to be changed.

Si Qi crouched down, flipping over the backlog of ashes, looking for clues that might have been missed.

"Hmph, disturbing the bad taste of the ashes, it's really lonely!"

After Truss's taunts, she also began to fiddle with the hidden fire and observe little-known secrets.

"Earl, I am a little concerned about your situation, the evil man lurking around, maybe the breath of life will be a little harder!"

Winslow, who still kept his senses, did not join the inexplicable treasure hunt, but told ugly topics.

"Perhaps it was my tenacious patience that wore away their expectant gazes, and it was clear that their breathing was more obstructed, and I was wasting my peaceful life in a steady rhythm."

"Huh? Also! ”

The pretentiousness of my revelation caused Winslow to hesitate for a few seconds, and then quickly regained his composure, revealing a shocking smile that could also be summed up in the mutated perverted population.

"Found it!"

Si Qi and Truss were pleasantly surprised to find that they were holding different objects, and they respectfully and humbly gave each other the first to tell the story they set.

"The remains of corpses often hide important evidence, and this bronze brooch, although blackened by the fire, should be very recognizable after being rinsed with water."

Truss unscrewed the dry cap of the kettle and washed the buried evidence. A faint layer of ash peels off, and it is a clear beauty.

"It's the object that stuck in Mr. Sekasby's throat, and it's why he can't convey the truth clearly. It must have been tearing off important items that could confirm the true identity of the murderer at a moment of crisis, and for fear that the matter would be revealed, he could only hide in a hidden part of his body. ”

Truss mimicked the scene at the time, pouring out her mouth to devour the brooch realistically.

"The Count must have seen something like this!"

The slender cylinder has extra wings inserted into it, and the dream of soaring is a unique symbol in the army, which is applicable to almost every branch of the military. I've seen the exact same brooch on my father's military uniform.

"It's the end of the warlord's initiative! However, it is still difficult to delineate the exact location of the wide range. ”

"That's why I need more subtle proof, a criminal who has nothing to hide!"

Si Qi did not wait for my hesitation to think, and continued the dialogue that Truss ended, explaining the truth he had discovered.

"My evidence is obviously digested much earlier, having melted into the gut and still retaining its sad end. Young Master, we may be going through an unprecedented disaster! ”

Siqi blows off the dust, it is a badge of pure gold, very familiar, it is a unique product of the country of Coron, imprinted with the image of a lion belonging to the nobility, a contender for the throne!

"Was it the gentleman's instruction? But Prince Vela didn't give a timely clue, and if I expected it to be right, it was some hungry kitten who couldn't wait to eat. ”

"Young Master means that the situation in the country of Coron is changing subtly? And the law of competition that has been broken is not accidental. ”

Siqi whispered about the change in the situation, the pure part he hadn't stepped into.

"Well, a few days ago, Prince Vera sent a private letter through the channel, King Tucker's situation seems to be very delicate, he has not presided over the court meeting for many days, and he refuses to meet any nobles, as if he was coerced, under house arrest!"

"What, the king is in crisis? Are we going to return to the empire and guard the integrity of democracy? ”

Winslow was a little anxious, the Guardian who had sworn allegiance was still a sacred duty he longed for, and even if it was an unrelated position, he wanted to overcome obstacles and accomplish feats without merit.

Pacing around in the hot ashes, suddenly stopped, stared into my eyes, and I saw myself transparent.

"Perhaps, it's time for a counterattack, and the responsibility for the murder is beyond doubt!"

"The young master is really evil! Concealing the blame! (To be continued.) )