"Thank you very much for the information, Mr. Myers. Rockefett stood up, calming Mr. Myers, who was a little emotionally fluctuating, while motioning for the officer to call the next person over, "You can go and rest now, rest assured, I promise that Sean's affairs will not have any impact on your couple's business." ”

Perhaps it was the last reassurance that reassured Mr. Myers, and he exhaled slightly, his face recovered a little, and slowly walked out of the room with Rockfit's kind support.

The police officer returned immediately, but did not bring a single witness, but instead brought in a knight in armor.

Although Rockett seems to have a good social status as a sheriff, it is only for commoners, and he has no aristocratic status, even if he is only facing a low-level knight, he has to be polite, and if necessary, he has to give up his power.

"Are you ......?"

Rockeft knew the knight's identity with just a glance at the coat of arms on the other's armor, but he still chose to ask the question.

"I am a subordinate of Lord Arnold Svan Feglaf, Duke of Cold Mountain, and I am under the orders of Lord Duke of Krone to enforce the curfew issued by His Highness Alcott in the district of Krona. ”

Rockefett was stunned, then realized that the sun had now set.

"I'm Sheriff Rockfit Nelson of the Cathedral District, and I ......"

"I know who you are. The knight unceremoniously interrupted Rockefett's explanation, "Again, I know why Your Excellency is here. Either way, now that the curfew has begun, even if you're a sheriff, you're not exempt from the statute. ”

Rockefett was silent for a moment, and from the tone of the other party, he fully understood the fact that it was impossible for him to continue the investigation today, so he did not drag his feet, and simply asked the other party to leave.

"If you're going to come here to investigate the case in the future. Before Rockefett left, the knight continued to remind in a businesslike tone, "Please be sure to come here early, today is a special case, and I will not allow it next time." ”

Rockefett hurriedly responded, and then hurriedly left the apartment and rode back to the garrison.

Along the way, he didn't see anyone other than patrols on the streets, and if it weren't for the sheriff's uniform on his body, Rockefett might not even have the guts to walk among these cold mountain collar men who were eyeing him.

It wasn't until he experienced it himself that he understood how frightening the cold winter-like aura of killing people in the cold mountain led people was.

However, the timing of the knight's appearance just now seems to be too coincidental......

Before arriving at the police station, Rockefett's mind was still recalling what had just happened.

Normally, they shouldn't have known that I had come here to investigate the case, unless I was on the street during curfew and the patrol had jurisdiction to question me, but the knight had come straight to the Merses' apartment to look for me, apparently on purpose. He knew who I was and why I was here, and then he used the curfew to ask me to leave as soon as possible, and his purpose seemed to be more focused on getting me to leave than enforcing the curfew.

After this conjecture appeared in Rockefett's mind, it spread irrepressibly.

Could it be that he was preventing me from further investigation? Although this possibility is uncertain, if this is the case, then does it not mean that the Duke of Leng Shan is inextricably linked to the assassination?

This terrible thought made Rockefett's body tremble, and the conspiracy hidden in it was simply colder than the cold wind of winter.

That day too, as soon as the assassination occurred, the carriage of the Tamska family appeared, and that Miss Michelia was clearly the eyes and ears of Duke Cold Mountain, and it was like this from the beginning, and Duke Cold Mountain had been paying attention to this matter from the beginning.

Rockefett cocked the stand-up collar of his coat while cautiously staring at the patrols that walked by from time to time on the street, cautiously observing whether they were noticing him.

The water in this case is too deep, damn it, this can't be investigated.

Rockefett just wanted to give up, and he had another difficulty in his heart.

But...... If this case can't be found out, and the chief cardinal can't explain it, it's really a dilemma. How could I be so unlucky to have such a thing!

With a sigh, Rockefett arrived at his own security station.

Because it was night, and now that the curfew was in place, there were very few people in the garrison, except for a few guards on night duty, who sat crookedly in their chairs and dozed off, the whole police station was almost silent, and it was uncomfortably quiet.

Rockefett didn't alarm anyone, and went back to his office, he himself was very sensitive and panicked about all the turmoil, and for the conspiracy whirlpool he was in, Rockeffit just wanted to escape as soon as possible, and he didn't have any desire to delve in.

Standing in front of the window, looking at the dead street, Rockefett couldn't help but hold his breath every time the patrol walked through the street, as if they might rush into the police station that was supposed to be a security barrier at any moment and bring himself to justice.

"You're worried about your safety, but you've completely forgotten what that uniform represents. ”

The sudden sound in the room startled Rockefett, and he shuddered and turned around, looking for the source of the sound.

"You've almost touched the truth, but not only do you not even have the courage to tell it, but you're not even willing to move your finger forward an inch to actually touch it. ”

After searching to no avail, Rockefett finally realized that the voice was not coming from a corner of the room, but directly in his head.

"Who are you?" Rockeffit calmed down as quickly as he could, "if you want to say anything to me, then why don't you say it in front of me? If you just want to scare me, then this boring prank should stop." ”

The voice was silent for a moment, and Rockefett guessed that the other party was also thinking about whether to show his true colors. This made Rockefett somewhat relieved, at least one of the people who would respond to his words still had the possibility of communication.

"You should be able to guess who I am. ”

In Rockefett's sight, the quill on the table came to an end, and in front of him, the quill drew a pattern on the paper as if it were being held.

Rockeft wasn't a hillbilly who hadn't seen magic, and the scene wasn't horrifying to him, but it gave him a hint.

"And you should know why I'm coming to you. ”

The muffled voice became a little clearer, and it sounded like a child's voice.

Rockefett immediately remembered what Mr. Myers had told him about the "demon" who appeared in Sean's room.

The quill brushed quickly across the paper, and although it was not very accurate, Rockeft could still tell that it was the coat of arms of the Figlaf family, Duke of Cold Mountain, the Burning Knight.

"Get your duties done. ”

"Why?" Rockefed, who calmed down, gradually expelled his fear, although he was not 100% sure of the other party's true identity, but Rockefett was no longer afraid of the other party, "I can't figure out why I want to do this, to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, this is human instinct, I really can't think of any reason why I don't follow this instinct." ”

"Then I'll give you this reason as you wish. ”

The moment the skin on his chin felt the coolness, the hairs on Rockett's whole body stood up, and he was sure that as long as he refused, there would be a gorgeous cut on his neck.

"It's a reason," Rockefett continued to defend himself as he raised his hands to signal that he would not resist, "but it wasn't convincing enough compared to my reason for not doing it." If I choose to do what you ask me to do, then I will not end up much better than being killed by you, not to mention, then my family will also be in danger. ”

The other party did not respond, but pressed the sharp blade against Rockefett's throat a little tighter.

"Moreover, if you don't give me a little help, I, a small sheriff, will not be able to deal with such a big man!" Feeling the killing intent of the other party, Rockefett hurriedly said.

"How can you help? ”

Seeing that the other party had at least considered his own words, Rockefett breathed a sigh of relief.

"First of all, I have to at least figure out what you want me to do. What is Sean's relationship with you? What does his death have to do with Duke Lengshan? Do you want me to help you avenge you, or let the truth come out?"

When Rockefett asked the previous question, there was a bloody streak on his neck, and the blood was dripping down his collar. But the next question made the other party stop his hand.

"Your curiosity shouldn't be used in places you can't tread, sheriff. In contrast, even if Duke Leng Shan seems to be on top of the ladder and doesn't look like a big man you can deal with, at least now he is still in the same world as you. ”

The blade on his neck was released, and Rockefett could finally gasp for air.

"Do you want me to defeat him? Justice always has to pay a great price to defeat evil, and I know this quite well, if the power of justice is limited, or the power of evil is too great, then it is better not to say the phrase 'justice will prevail' so easily. ”

"The surface of things always hides too much truth, so you mortals can't see the world clearly. Do not inflict good and bad on others so easily, because you do not yet understand what is good and evil, and what is good and bad. Your eyes will be blinded when the rules that prevail on order are reckless, and you will be oblivious to the good deeds that have been carried out in the darkness of the night when they are stopped. ”

Rockefett pouted, as a sheriff, of course he knew this truth, and he didn't need the other party to teach him, let alone a child to teach him.

"What are you, then? Are you a nameless knight who hides his true face and wants to persuade me to carry out righteous deeds, or is he a villain who has forgotten his fears and wants to put me in a doom from which I will never recover?"

A great force acted on Rockefett's body, pushing him directly to the window, and pressing him tightly.

"Sheriff, you who live in order do not understand how stupid you are with your self-righteous righteousness and evil. My purpose is not to do good, nor to do evil, but I only want to avenge my poor Sean, and what is good or evil in such a thing? Where in this world is there any good or evil that is good and righteous to one and evil to another. After all, good and evil are just what those of you who are used to being slaves are accustomed to.

I am neither righteous nor evil, I dwell in the invisible and untraceable chaos. I'm an abomination, and I'm crazy, but that has nothing to do with me. Only you will be deceived by the hypocrisy of order, and only you will be self-righteous to fantasize about the evil enemy, in the delusion of defeating him to prove your justice. Evil, which is nothing more than a toy granted to you by the Order, is obsessed with it, and you have long since lost sight of what you want. ”

The paper with the Burning Knight was picked up by the other party and shook in front of Rockefett's eyes.

"I don't care about evil, I don't care about justice, I just want to avenge poor Sean, that's all. ”