The war horses in the sky merged together to form a human face, and Tarrant looked at the face obsessively, as if he had seen it somewhere, empty eyes, distorted corners of the mouth, no ears, and a ...... jaw There seem to be several tentacles......

"Did you hear that?!" the priest looked up at Tarrant, "I'll prove Blenger's innocence!"

"Oh......", she was already drunk, and Tarrant said softly, "His servant saw him stabbed to death......" He couldn't remember the name of the wife, and the dragon wine was eating away at his mind.

"That lowly servant!he's repenting for his deeds!hahaha," said Kiraviton, spreading his limbs cheerfully, "that every sinner may be punished!"

"You ......" Tarrant couldn't help but turn his head and quickly retract it, "he just said what he saw." ”

"He said something I didn't want to hear!"

How could there be such a person in the Light of Sanctuary, Tarrant sympathized with that organization, and even more sympathized with the leader of that organization, "Even so, how can it be proved that the mage is behind it? A person who did not show up at the scene of the murder." ”

"Kira Veton is the truth!I know it's him!" the priest laughed and pointed to the sky, "I know it's him!

A mad woman, Tarrant yawned with open arms, the strength of the wine made him sleepy, "Justice and the law will judge the murderer, but Blengue has become a paladin in the Dark Temple, a degenerate who will never return to the faith." ”

The boot slammed into Tarrant's left cheek, and the woman slowly lowered her arm, "Night...... I'll prove it in the evening, and you're also caring...... Is that the Broken Knight's business......"

Tarrant sat up with a little worry, listening to her tone as if she was planning revenge, this domineering and irrational woman would make innocent people hurt, he crawled up to the priest, his purple eyelids slowly closing, "Hey, slow down, tell me the mage's name!"

"Huh...... Doesn't matter...... He'll lick my boots...... beg me for mercy", she closed her eyes, and a bubble blew out of the corner of her mouth, and no one could hold up the dragon wine like that.

Although Tarrant couldn't agree with her character and habits, at least she could prove that she was a loving person from her visit to Mara, she just lacked rational thinking and imposed self-consciousness on everything, Tarrant looked around, she couldn't sleep here, it was getting dark, there was no patrol in the cemetery, and there was a dwarf not far away who wanted to rob the tomb, and she had to be taken away, but ...... Whether it's holding or holding on, it always seems a little strange, and Kira Veton has a bad reputation if anyone finds out...... Tarrant sighed, let's wait for her to wake up.

On the other side of the sky, the pale full moon was already hanging in the sky waiting for the night to fall, Tarrant got up and moved, it was time to pick up Katrina, but what about the woman in front of him, he twisted his numb wrist, why did she suddenly get herself drunk in the cemetery? It's so strange, is she unsuspecting of others? There are no novice-level adventurers in Blenger's team, and he suddenly thinks that this may have something to do with the "proof" of the night, the mage...... If so, her other two teammates should have appeared, and Tarrant kept an eye on her surroundings, not hearing any movement.

In any case, she has admitted that there is no evidence, that the mage is just an imaginary enemy, and that Blenger's affairs will not change in the slightest, and that the identity of the paladin of the Dark Hall will accompany him for the rest of his life, from the dragon pattern to the dark hall, to Tarrant's sigh.

The night gathered from all sides, it was almost dark, the priest was still asleep, there were no torches and pine oil in Tarrant's spirit bag, and the cemetery was not peaceful at night, there would always be something in a large cemetery that was not dead, and he had to go, Tarrant moved to the priest, "Kira Viton, it's night, it's time to prove your word." ”

The priest slowly turned his head, without a hint of sleepiness in his eyes, "Huh...... Heh, you're still here?"

"It's going to be there soon, I'm still in business", now that she was awake, Tarrant didn't want to stay longer.

Kira Veton sat up, "Don't you want to see my proof?"

The tone of concern, like that of threatening Ryan, Tarrant had to stop, "If you have evidence you can present to the sheriff." ”

"Idiot sheriff, I'll judge the sin myself!" the priest stood up, a slight metal crash in his cloak.

"What do you want to do?"

"The mage lives in the docks, lives alone, finds him and makes him confess. ”

A simple sentence full of violence and disorder, she did not approve of the rules, and did what she wanted, which made Tarrant feel a little frightened, and he lowered his voice and said, "You have no proof!

"Hahaha, if he doesn't admit it, I'll break his bones one by one," Kiraweton checked the buckle around his waist and straightened his bulging breastplate.

Tarrant glared at her in surprise, "Kira Vetton, you...... No problem, right?" he vaguely felt that there was something abnormal about her mental state, like a madness, and if she continued to think like this, Tarrant would have to control her, this woman would hurt the people around her at any time.

Kira Veton glanced coldly at the tombstone, "Mara, the pitiful little girl, I'll come back next time", she pulled up her cloak and walked forward, the hem of the cloak formed a full and smooth semicircle, "That mage must be at home, he has a guest tonight." ”

"Wait, wait!" Tarrant held out his hand to stop her, "Who is he? What organization? What is the connection with Blenger, and why do you think he planned Blenger's affairs?"

Kira Veton pushed Tarrant away, "Lovell, an illusion mage, we've been investigating him, in order to get hold of the so-called evidence, is it enough to tell the story?"

"What crime did he commit?"

"Use illusions to dominate the will of others," the priest snorted, "understand, if they could listen to me, nothing would happen!"

Tarrant recalled the first half of the sentence, spells can only affect people's will, but cannot dominate people's will, even people who are affected by mental control still have self-consciousness, he doesn't quite understand, "Which spell? whose will did he manipulate?"

"A spell that never appeared, he hid in the hut every day to achieve it. ”

"He's creating zào spells?" "Only people who are very skilled in the use of spells have the ability to create zào, it seems that this Lovell is not simple, Tarrant said: "Do you suspect that he was going to use spells to commit crimes, and then secretly investigate, and Blengue became his first victim?" "Using illusion to explain Blenger's crime may be the best answer, but it must also take into account Blenger's class, the Dragon Paladin, and the strong immunity can resist most spells.

"Stupid pigs know this fact!"

"I'm sorry for that sound...... It's all speculation", Tarrant very lightly found that a qiē only stayed at the stage of doubt.

"Do you believe that a person from the Ancient Wizard Guild can have a good goal when studying the art of control?"

The Ancient Wizards' Society, a touch flashed in Tarrant's plan, perhaps...... He should get in touch with this organization.