Gloomstone City.

The majestic Temple of the Goddess of Mosya.

In a deep hall.

With the chanting of a third-order nun priest, a milky white light descended from the sky and then converged on the little finger of Gune's right hand.

With a burst of tingling, Gune could feel his qi and blood begin to converge on his little finger.

When the light dissipated, the little finger of Gune's severed right hand actually regrew intact.

However, the color is slightly reddish and the skin is slightly translucent. Apparently flesh and blood newborn, not yet mature.

In order to allow these third-order nun priests to cast a life spell on themselves, Gune spent a full three thousand gold coins.

Sacrifice, in this era, is a very rare existence.

However, a spell is worth three thousand gold coins, and this kind of price is also extremely expensive.

After the treatment, Gune got up and left under the guidance of the Templar.

Leaving the majestic Temple of Mosia, Gune headed straight for the mansion of the Count of Scales.

Today is the day when the Earl of Scales invites the people to join the council.

When Gune handed over the invitation and entered the conference hall under the guidance of the servants, there were already more than 20 people here.

In the spacious and palatial hall, a long table made of red and strange ironwood looks extraordinarily heavy.

On both sides, there were many viscounts and barons, who exchanged their heads with each other and talked endlessly.

With a slight glance at his gaze, Gune saw his position, which was a relatively low position.

Among the many viscounts and barons in the area of Gloomstone City, Gune has just inherited his father's title, and he is young and his title is not high, so naturally it is not Gune's turn to achieve the top position.

Gune walked to his place and sat down unconcernedly.

In the crowd, naturally, there will not be too much attention to Gune. Except, of course, Baron Griffin.

The hatred of the two hundred thousand gold coins, Baron Griffin, was as real as a knife carved into his heart. But he didn't dare to trouble Gune, and once Gune was scared of the Griffin.

This time, all the twenty-six lords of the Lords around Darkstone City participated in this council. After all, the evil spirit is raging, and no one can stay out of it.

When Baron Scales arrived, the conference hall, which was still a little lively, suddenly fell silent.

Goune looked over.

I saw that the Earl of the Scales Mountain was wearing an ordinary white aristocratic robe, and his figure was not tall or tall. But there is a majestic and sharp aura between the eyebrows, this kind of person who has been in the upper position for a long time, the momentum is far from being comparable to ordinary people, and besides, he is also an extremely terrifying source force warrior.

"Ladies and gentlemen. What is the best way to deal with this incident? After the Earl of Scales Mountain took his seat, he didn't talk nonsense and went straight to the topic.

"I think that we and the various fortresses should unite with each other to deal with the people, and we should do our best, and we will always be able to find that damn evil spirit mage." Someone said so.

"That is, we will join forces together, and once we find clues, we will definitely make that evil spirit mage have nothing to hide."

"Agreed."

"That's true."

Many people in the back nodded in agreement.

In the corner, Gune watched without saying a word as the many nobles spoke.

After some discussion, everyone's voices gradually became quieter. Then, Count Scaly Mountain looked around at everyone for a week, and then said slowly: "Do you all think that this is really the work of the evil spirit mage?" ”

"Isn't it?" Someone below was surprised.

"As far as I know, it is indeed the work of the evil spirit mage, that group of people, they are the villains of the evil sequence, they use the dark death as a rule, and believe in evil spirits, so they will do such evil things."

There is no shortage of nobles who hate evil spirits to make a big statement.

"Yes."

"That is, only those evil people would do such a unconscionable thing."

Seeing that everyone below was saying this, the Earl of Scaly Mountain couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Actually......"

Suddenly, in a corner, a rather crisp voice sounded leisurely.

"Huh?"

When everyone heard this, they immediately looked over.

It was Gune, who was sitting in the corner below, who spoke.

"Oh?" Seeing this, the Earl of the Scaly Mountain also looked at it with a little surprise.

"It doesn't have to be an evil spirit mage or anything like that." Gunne said lightly.

"If it's not an evil spirit mage, who else can there be?" Someone asked rhetorically.

Gune was not in a hurry to refute, but slowly elaborated.

"According to my experiments on the dried corpses that died, these deceased, their bodies, lost their qi, blood, essence, blood. But the bone essence was not lost. ”

"And the bone spirit is what necromancers usually draw on. And it's something they desperately need. ”

"At the same time, I have also surveyed three homicide scenes. It was found that only near the scene would there be traces of the murderer's footsteps, and his footsteps were light and large. And in other places around the scene, there are basically no traces of the murderer's steps. ”

"How can you conclude that there are no traces around, rather than being covered up?" Not all aristocrats agreed with the views expressed by Gune.

"You don't have to take my word for it. But please keep the courtesy of a nobleman, and don't interrupt my elaboration. Gune glanced at the aristocratic man and said coldly.

"Also, if you look closely at the various locations of the crimes, you will understand that this murderer is moving very fast. In one day, he was able to cover distances of hundreds of kilometers. And there is no pattern to the location of its crimes. A bit of an intention to shuttle back and forth. ”

"Of course, it's not difficult to cross a hundred miles in a day. But is it necessary for an evil spirit mage to carry out repeated crimes that travel hundreds of miles back and forth? ”

"And in general, evil spirit mages don't kill twenty or thirty people at a time. Those necromancers, even low-level necromancers, can kill hundreds or thousands of people at once. ”

"Therefore ......"

Gune's voice, though not loud, was clear in the hall.

"When all the traces, traces, and phenomena are united."

"I think the murderer is not an evil spirit mage, but a foraging for food—the blood clan."

"Bloodline? Bloodsucker? ”

"What are you kidding? Bloodline? ”

"How did the Bloods come to us?"

"It's nonsense, it's nonsense." The guy who was coldly despised by Gune before was even more busy refuting.

After listening to Gune's tirade, the entire conference room exploded.

On the contrary, the Earl of Scales Mountain, who was on the right seat, had a slight smile in the corner of his eyes.

Even the Tulip Viscount on the side looked at it with a rather solemn expression. Viscount Tulip was killed, his heart was angry, but unfortunately the enemy is difficult to find, even if he is angry, he is helpless, this time by Gu Ne analysis, suddenly he saw some hope.

"According to the information I have received, this murderer is a blood clan nine times out of ten." Earl Scales' words were very penetrating and leisurely bloomed in the audience.

Suddenly, the people who were still talking around stopped abruptly.

What Gune said, everyone refuted one after another, but as soon as Count Scales opened his mouth, no one dared to refute it out of voice.

Seeing this, Gune sneered in his heart, a group of guys who tended to be inflammatory.

"You're ......," Count Scaly Mountain looked at Gune.

Gu Ne's remarks just now made the Earl of Scales Mountain quite surprised, many of his exploration masters, many parties joined forces, only then did they barely deduce that the enemy was not an evil spirit mage, but a blood clan, and this young guy in front of him actually had such eyesight, means, and ability, so sure that the enemy was a blood clan, it was really not an ordinary person, at least, it was much better than the many wine bags and rice bags that tended to be inflammatory.