(6.18 2nd Update)

Torn skin, folded and wrinkled, is free and clear cheeks.

"Lord of Wu Luosha, Conneid, who has come back from the dead, how did you see through this bewitching mask?"

The man who stood up crushed the skin that had no effect and moved slowly.

"Your boots, the shiny glare of the old man who hides in the island, will not have that kind of fun."

"What sharp eyes, loyal dog of the Coronne Kingdom, heir of the Bella family!"

"It's outrageous, or a little tired, but it's natural."

"What? You are the legendary Evil Count! ”

The detective's profound knowledge is obviously not thoroughly developed, and even the classification of the characters is blind.

"Yes, he's the only Bell! Little meow! ”

Xiao Yi stroked the cat's head, soothed the fear in his heart, and nodded.

The taste of the food on the plate is not wonderful.

"Lord Connell,"

The detective seemed to be about to overflow with complaints, but he was still suppressed and restrained, and Tie Qing's face was ugly.

"Yes, monitoring the Earl's actions is the purpose of inviting you, and not telling you your identity is also to prevent you from retreating, after all, it is a legend, and you will always be timid. As for the identity of the investigation, that is just a pretext. ”

The stubborn detective didn't buy it, pouted but didn't dare to confide, and his grievances were suppressed by reason.

"It doesn't matter at all, no matter who it is, it's within my range, and it can't escape my eyes."

"But we seem to have caught your sight, which can be considered an accident."

Xiao Yi's round for the detective made him even more ashamed, and perhaps his boasting in front of the city lord had also been exposed.

"Isn't the Count curious? An identity that was suddenly revealed. ”

Conned, who was next to me, placed the mask in the closet and took out the fermenting red wine, which was a green sheen.

"Hehe, naïve explorer, the rumors are confirmed, and it is easy to discern them."

Xiao Yi introduced the criteria for judgment, which is almost the truth, and it is easy to choose an active young man.

"I see, although that is my credentials, it suddenly dawned on me, Mr. Detective, your work seems to lack wisdom."

Conneid looked at the detective who was introspecting, an immature profession that was difficult to play.

"Yes, thank you for the suggestion, I will fix it in time, and besides, I lost the deacon as well."

The sudden frankness made the detective himself a little mindful, ashamed of himself, and sought refuge.

"That's not your fault, if Siqi wants to escape, even me, it's hard to find binding."

"Si Qi, could it be that he is the demon who was active in the country of Turan more than ten years ago, that terrifying vampire!"

The detective was a little panicked, and he led Conneid, pulling back the once inconspicuous memories.

"It seems to be, but even I can't figure out his confusing identity, probably, that's all. But Mr. Conneid, you seem to be friends with him! ”

The detective's expectant eyes pointed to the city lord in a trance, holding his breath.

"I wanted to hide the past, that bad memory. At that time, I was just a jailer in the imperial capital, and I was inconspicuous. In the prison there is a soul waiting to be redeemed, and that is Mr. Siqi. He was silent and barely spoken. My boss at that time suggested that I make things difficult for him, and I did so. ”

"It's very beautiful, I can think of his sickness about your torture."

"Huh?"

Conneid questioned the somewhat paradoxical master-servant relationship, but smiled after deliberation.

"Perhaps the Count will be disappointed, the demon of fear, with no bondage to restrain and a scarce supply of food, which poses no threat in the slightest."

Conneid's description almost made me doubt Si Qi's existence, but the godless mind still can't be shaken, and the demon on the other hand is just as illusory.

"So that's the case, no wonder he remembers it vividly, it turned out to be just a revenge in his heart."

"Probably, after all, the shadow of punishment is difficult to disperse. So, the Earl's visit this time is not just a simple greeting. ”

Conneid poured the red wine into the glass, and the particles began to settle at the bottom of the glass, giving it a more vivid color.

"On the contrary, we are just playful children, and we have no purpose in breaking into a withdrawn world after being reckless."

The detective scoffed at my explanation, as if he had seen me through.

"Mr. Detective, you seem to want to say something about Bell!"

"Yes, this young lady, don't you think that there is an undercover teenager who has been fused with lies?"

"Eh, are you referring to Bell?"

"Of course, as we all know, it's not for nothing that words like 'evil' can dominate."

The detective is confident that his inferences about himself may just be paradoxes. Glancing at me, and glancing at Conneid.

"That's right, but Xiao Yi is also very evil! Maybe it's contaminated by assimilation! ”

Xiao Yi took my arm and occupied the same line of resistance.

"Mr. Detective, you're exaggerating. According to the feedback information, the Earl's slight demeanor is brewing a disaster. ”

Conneid's reminder makes the detective a little unhappy, and there is no affiliation to vent his emotions freely.

"Don't you want to talk about it? The deception of the Grim Reaper, the creation of false images. ”

"It's just a simple trick, there's nothing to show off. But since the Count is interested, I will tell you about the plan to hide from the world. ”

Conneid took a deep breath, banishing some of the cold haze.

"A year ago, I was recruited by a club and offered absolutely good terms. I heard that the Earl has fought with them several times, and according to the current situation, it should be a complete victory. ”

"Yes, I relied on maneuvering between the royal family and the bandits, and applied the rules to balance the relationship between the two sides, but the source power of the Black Coat Society is more abundant, and it is difficult to say that it is uprooted and defeated."

"The Black Society?"

The detective's inadvertent surprise was matched by a crooked face.

"You mean the Black Society? The gang that manipulates the folk cult? ”

Again, I'm afraid that my calloused ears are missing some auditory hallucinations.

"That's right, it's the powerful organization of the Shadow Escape, but it was easily tricked by the Earl. At that time, I had been controlled by their spies who had infiltrated the city, forcing me to accept the treaty, and in desperation, I chose to fall off a cliff during a monitored hunt. ”

"That's a risky move, and even if you have a vine tied to it halfway, there is a possibility of sacrifice."

Conneid shook his head, denying my offer of an ancient livelihood.

"No, I don't need the help of the vines, it's the morning I've been waiting for, and the fog is still heavy, so I can hide in plain sight if I just fall off my horse and roll into the grass beside me. It was already a few days after the detour down the mountain to find the body, and after being blinded by the sun, wearing my clothes, they naturally did not pursue anything when they got the good news, and even replaced it with impostors. ”

Conneid's subtle narration is a big gamble, and because of this, it pays off.

"So, Mansion 68 is your residence?"

"Exactly, it was my hidden place, and because it was not open to the public, it was mistaken for a haunted house by the outside world, but the accident was more perfect, and life was quieter."

"So on the day it burned, you hid somewhere in the house?"

When I think back to the plot of that night, it always seems that some kind of connection is missing, and everything goes on naturally.

"No, or my scattered bones will be annihilated with ashes. In fact, it has been idle for a long time, after all, there are always jealous people in the glorious buildings, and the treasures that are coveted are not in a wonderful situation. ”

I was overjoyed by Conneid's denial, at least the princess's unrevealed identity would continue to be peaceful.

"Oh? So what's going on here? ”

I touched the intricately carved wooden table, with the figure of a skeleton carved on it, locked.

"It's a base that I spent a lot of money building and few people know about. I recruited and operated my own forces, secretly fighting against the Black Society, but it was difficult to gain a foothold, after all, the ownership of the land had been completely controlled by them. But it's the ban on ships they've imposed that makes me safer here. ”

"I see, although I don't know what is going on, some of your direct troops are already lurking in the city and preparing to counterattack!"

"Yes, I heard that the Earl has already met with them, this skull is my original creation, it is a man sent from the frontier, I have a good relationship with their warlords at the top, and they are willing to help me restore my rule."

Conneid looks forward to a bright future, but the broken wings may easily be destroyed.

"What research do you have about the Black Society?"

"The Black Clothes Society, hum, is a gang of rabble, street gangsters, rural peasants, vulnerable."

The detective is confident in his frivolous judgment, mocking the organization that has lost ground.

"I don't think so, although the Black Coat Society has gone underground, it still retains its combat power, I have met with their high-level leaders, it seems that there are orphans of the previous dynasty, and their power in prestige should not be underestimated."

The more sane Conaid points to the crux of the matter, the parasitic attributes, which are difficult to tear completely. (To be continued.) )