When the sky was hazy, Green opened his eyes.

After dressing, Green walked out of the room, and immediately saw a pool of blood at the door.

The red-black blood stains stood out on the wooden floor.

"Huh?" Green paused, "Did something happen last night?" ”

Because his consciousness is concentrated in his heart at night, not in his body, Green is not aware of the situation around his body, and when his body is completely defenseless, it will be very dangerous if he is attacked. However, with a thousand shadows here, Green doesn't have to worry about being abducted by traffickers while he is sleeping.

Chikage: "A man was killed here. ”

"Here? Who died? ”

"A**."

"What about the murderer? Did you see what the murderer looked like? ”

"I didn't see the looks." Chikage said expressionlessly, his slightly slanted bangs covering his left eye, and a cold glint flashed in his exposed right eye, "But I can see the cloudy magic in his body, he is a person with strange magical powers." ”

I went downstairs to get a basin of water, and after washing up, I felt energetic and refreshed. After that, Green walked into the hall on the first floor.

Downstairs in the hall, a group of depressed people were sitting at several tables, and the tavern owner was personally delivering food to the front desk.

"Boss, have a breakfast." Green sat down on a chair at the bar.

The tavernkeeper told the kitchen backstage Green's order and returned to the counter.

"I heard that a ** died last night?"

"What happened right at the door of your room." The halfling looked at Green curiously, "You look weak, but you were so noisy last night, didn't it wake you up?" ”

I'm so sorry I'm weak!

"I sleep more deeply and don't wake up easily. Can you tell me what happened? ”

"Mi'er was killed."

"Mi'er?" Hearing the tavernkeeper's words, Green raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling that he had heard the name somewhere.

"A hostess who works in a tavern. Now I had to find someone again. The halfling boss couldn't help but complain.

"Huh? Isn't it the one who died? ”

“**？” The halfling boss said disapprerovingly, "It's okay to do some physical transactions with guests in private, and it can also help those mercenaries vent their energy." ”

Boss, you're really open.

"The young master of the aristocratic family shouldn't be able to understand it, right?" The halfling boss glanced at Green.

"No, it won't. There is an old saying in my hometown, 'Enough food and clothing to know honor and disgrace, and warehouse is solid and knows etiquette'. For the poor, just to survive is already exhausted, and dignity and morality are naturally not considered. No one wants to give up dignity if there are conditions. ”

"Huh~ A very philosophical sentence." The halfling boss seemed intrigued, "Where is your hometown?" ”

"A place far away." Green was not willing to continue dwelling on this topic, "Have you caught the murderer?" ”

"Not yet. The guards are investigating in the direction of the cultists and the undead. ”

"Huh? Can you already be sure that cultists and undead did it? ”

"Heh~ The method of digging out the uterus and taking it away is not like what a normal person can do."

Green couldn't help but take a breath of cold air: "Uterus? ”

"yes." The halfling boss also felt a little uncomfortable when he remembered the scene he saw last night.

"It seems that the murderer is a very murderous person." Green sighed.

Murderous?

The halfling boss couldn't help but glance at the girl behind Green. If you want to talk about cruelty, this woman who looks very weak is probably not inferior at all.

The halfling boss couldn't help but recall the situation last night. That kind of terrifying spiritual power, as well as the murderous aura and bloody smell displayed in it, is not something that can be possessed by killing one or two people.

While Green was chatting with the boss, a militiaman left the table and walked over to Green.

"Hello, sir. I'm the sheriff in town, can I ask if you found anything last night? The bearded militiaman politely asked Green.

"I slept so badly that I didn't know what was going on."

The answer did not surprise the bearded sheriff: "I wonder when Your Excellency plans to leave?" ”

"If nothing else, I'll leave today." Greene paused, "What?" Any questions? ”

"The investigation of the case may take a while, if you can, I hope you can stay in the town for a while."

"Hmm...... If you pay for room and board, and you are willing to pay me one gold coin a day for lost work, I can consider it. Because he is not a murderer, Green's attitude is very calm.

Hearing Green's request, the sheriff felt a little embarrassed. The cost of accommodation in a hotel is not cheap, and the cost of one gold coin per day is even more outrageous! It's not that they can't afford it, but it's obviously impossible for the sheriff to pay out of his own pocket.

"This ...... I need to ask the sir. "It's better to pay out of your own pocket or something. The bearded sheriff felt that this matter should still be reimbursed at public expense.

"Please. I'll wait until noon at the latest. If there is no reply, I will leave before noon. ”

"I understand."

The bearded sheriff waved his hand to a few militiamen not far away, and after giving some orders to some of his militiamen, he left alone, apparently going back to ask the commander for instructions.

Seeing the sheriff leave, Green didn't pay much attention. In Green's view, this is really not a thing worth caring about, and this matter really has nothing to do with him - the case or something should be handed over to professional police and detective high school students, and adults like themselves only need to cheer and shout 666 on the sidelines.

As a shadow lord hidden behind the scenes, Green has a lot to do, and he doesn't have time to waste time on such inconsequential side plots. However, many times, the more you don't want to cause trouble, the more things will find you.

As soon as Green finished eating, the sheriff walked into the hotel with a small team.

It was a well-armed squad, and the members of the team were not wearing leather armor, but silver half-body armor. But what really cared about Green was that there was also a priest of Pero, the god of light.

A well-educated priest is, in a sense, a teacher and territorial advisor, sometimes a guest doctor and judge, dealing with various livelihood demands, equivalent to a senior civil servant in a locality. Apparently the priests who regularly interacted with the commoners were more respected than the high-ranking nobles and the king-appointed officials—especially those who believed in good gods.

The priest of Pero, the god of light, was a handsome young blonde with beautiful blonde hair and a gentle smile that could easily be liked by people, especially women. However, for men, handsome guys who are too handsome are not very popular. Anyway, when Green saw this smiling face, he felt the urge to smash it with a punch!

Green definitely didn't admit that he was jealous.

"May the light of the sun be with you." After giving Green some blessings, the handsome blonde guy didn't say anything about the murder, but instead invited Green to a banquet.

"Your Excellency Viscount Green, Lord Viscount Eorel would like to be able to have lunch with you."

Hearing the way the other party was called, Green couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.