Sven looked at the dark red wall in front of him, because it had been some time, the blood stains on the wall had long since dried, and the aura of magic had dissipated a lot, but Sven could still sense Manfred's magic aura from this wall.

The palm of his hand stroked the slightly grainy wall, although he knew that the wall was covered in Manfred's blood, but Sven didn't care, his fingers touched the dark red dried blood, and his mind began to imagine what Manfred's expression would be like at that time.

"There are only traces of Manfred's magic here, and we have found no signs of other magicians. "Honestly, it seems a bit bizarre, Manfred has encountered enemies in this neighborhood twice, and each time he escaped with serious injuries, and the strength of the enemy seems to have completely overwhelmed him, but we haven't found even a trace of other magic." ”

Sven didn't answer, he just looked at the wall.

"Manfred is here, he was knocked down on this wall, and the other party knew him well, so he used great pressure to put him on this wall, forcibly squeezing out the blood from his body, and at the same time emptying his mana. ”

Swain analyzed that although the magic power in his body was not very sufficient now, his perception could still tell him a lot compared to the half-people like Cesarthurso who needed to use magic sensing props.

"But there's no trace of magic here?" asked Sesartha, puzzled, this was what he was most puzzled about, he knew Manfred's strength quite well, so he never believed that anyone could suppress Manfred without magic, and even beat him so miserably.

"If there is a trace of magic left, then things are much easier, our opponent is an unusually cautious and cunning fellow. Sven frowned, Manfred was already the most difficult guy he had ever encountered, but after Manfred became a vampire, the great pain was imprinted on his spirit, making this terrible opponent unable to restrain his madness, and impatiently exposed himself to Sven, so Sven was able to defeat him with the help of Atropos's power, but this time the opponent has been hidden in the shadows, not to mention who the other party is, and even the purpose and reason for their actions are difficult to deduce.

He craned his neck and looked around, the neighborhood was on Apu Boulevard, between Cape Cathedral and the Ministry of the Interior, and considering that the Ministry of the Interior building had burned down, the Ministry of the Interior had lost its proper function in that event, so Swain did not think that Manfred had come here to meet anyone.

"Search the area, Manfred's hideout is likely to be here. Ruling out the option of Manfred coming here to see someone, Swain decided that Manfred was here because his hideout was there.

"I have commanded them to do it. Cesarthurso was indeed a very talented man, and he had thought of this for a long time, "but there are few inhabitants in this neighborhood, and it is close to the Ministry of the Interior, and it is not part of the main residential area, so there are very few people living here. Since the incident of the Ministry of the Interior, the nearby merchants and families have hurriedly avoided the turmoil of the Ministry of the Interior, especially when the Connaught army mistakenly hit a cannonball on Apu Avenue, and almost no one dares to stay here anymore, so the residential buildings in this area are empty, and the shops are almost not open. ”

Swain nodded, the trauma of the civil war to De Weide is extremely profound, it has almost completely shattered the arrogance of the people of the imperial capital in the past, for this city that has attracted much attention, people can only cherish its past glory, while carefully stepping back into the homeland that they were once proud of.

"Manfred is a cautious man, and although he is sometimes dominated by madness, he has always been very careful when it comes to details. Search carefully and do not miss a single place. ”

"Yes......" Cesarthurso looked at Swain with a slight hesitation, and he couldn't help but wonder why Swain seemed to know Manfred so well, and he and Manfred had only known each other for three months.

Swain didn't seem to see Cesarthother's eyes, his eyes and attention focused on the blood on the wall.

"Something strange, isn't it?"

"Huh?" Sethuseso hadn't come back to his senses, and he was a little unresponsive to Swain's sudden change of subject, "What do you mean?"

"Look at the blood on this wall," Sven said, pointing to the red that covered almost the entire wall, "how can we get this entire wall splattered with blood?"

"Hmm-" Cethurso frowned and thought, he had worked with Manfred much longer than Swain, so he was impressed by Manfred and unshakable, in his opinion, it was normal for Manfred to have a lot of blood on his body as a vampire, and Cethother, who had not really been exposed to the battle between magic envoys, also took it for granted that magic could easily do this.

"Manfred should have been in this position, hitting the wall. Swain stood at the darkest part of the bloodstain and looked at the crimson sight, "The bloodstains are almost all splattered in all directions from here, so it must have been from here that the enemy Manfred faced at that time squeezed him against the wall and crushed all the blood out of his body. ”

Listening to Swain's description, Thessameso suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"But how do you get blood to spill all over the wall and not drop a drop on the ground?"

Sethurso also thought about this question, he felt that it was more likely that the other party had dealt with the traces on the ground, because he had been looking for Manfred's magic traces here for a long time, so it was clear that although there was a trace of mana left by Manfred's blood on the ground, it had nothing to do with the walls. Thinking about it this way, the person who defeated Manfred probably didn't want people to find the traces on the wall, so he used illusion to cover up the walls that couldn't be cleaned, and at the same time cleaned the traces on the ground, and Manfred stayed here for a long time, probably waiting for the other party to retreat before leaving, so those people didn't clean up the bloodstain.

But if you think about it this way, there are a lot of things that can't be explained, why did those people let Manfred go, he deliberately cleaned up the blood on the ground, obviously he didn't want to be known, but he let Manfred go, while hiding the traces, while leaving a living mouth, isn't it a contradiction?

Cesarthurso looked at Swain, a question that perhaps only he could answer.

Swain looked at the wall for a moment, as if his mind had been immersed in another dimension, and there was not even anyone else in his eyes, and Cethurso did not dare to disturb him, for fear of disturbing Swain's thoughts.

Suddenly, Swain reached out and grabbed Cesarthother's shoulders and shoved him against the wall.

Cethotherso was startled at first, but immediately understood what Swain meant.

Thesthelse's back hit the wall, exactly where Manfred was supposed to be.

Sven looked up at the dark red marks at the top of the wall, then lowered his head again to look at the blood stains around Thessame.

"Manfred is much taller than you, but this wall is at least ten meters high, and even with Manfred's height, it is much shorter than this wall. Swain gestured with his hand, as if estimating the outline of Manfred's body, "If Manfred really splashed blood when he hit the wall, then the range of the splash would not be so large, and the blood would be concentrated in the place where Manfred was in contact with the wall, and at most it would be sprayed to the surrounding area for dozens of centimeters, not nearly ten meters high." Moreover, being able to knock Manfred down the wall and squeeze out so much blood from his body means that the opponent Manfred is facing is very strong, at least the strength has reached the level that can crush Manfred, and only in this way can he do this. But if this is the case, this wall will not be intact, and Manfred's stature and his physical strength are not comparable to ordinary humans, and colliding with this wall so violently should leave marks on the wall, but this wall is not damaged except for being splattered with blood. ”

Sven squinted, his eyes deep in thought. "Maybe we thought the other way around from the beginning, it wasn't Manfred who shed so much blood after being wounded, but he did it himself, and he probably knew that he had no chance of winning when he faced the enemy, so he simply chose to break his tail to survive, throwing away most of his blood in exchange for a chance to escape, and his opponent saw Manfred so resolute, and simply gave up the shot, so as to avoid being injured unworthy by Manfred's counterattack. ”

Swain remembered the bullet that Yang shot into his palm, after he saw the scene, he was basically sure that the place where Manfred emitted a lot of magic power at the beginning should be the place where Sophia shot the bullet into his body, although Cesarthurso and others couldn't detect it, but as Sophia's brother, Sven was still very sensitive to detect the faint Jericho's magical aura in the air.

This aura was all too familiar to Sven, he could sense even a tiny part. Swain himself has never been here, and the only one who comes here with this kind of aura can only be Sophia, only she is the closest to Swain, and at the same time, she will also be contaminated with plenty of Jericho's magical energy.

Sophia shot the bullet into Manfred's body, but Sophia herself didn't know the effectiveness of the bullet, and she didn't even know Manfred's true identity, so someone must have designed it and induced her to do it step by step, and this person should be the guy who forced Manfred to give up most of his blood in the alley.

Who could it be?

Sven searched his brain for someone who had the ability and the motivation to do so.

There wasn't any trace of magic other than Manfred, and the man didn't seem to use his magic, but there was another possibility, the man was able to automatically erase the traces of magic he left behind, and he wasn't afraid of being noticed. Confident, bold, but at the same time quite cautious, calculating every step with extreme precision out of everyone's sight, as if he was born a blade in the shadows, cunning and difficult to deal with.

Looking back on what happened in the past month, there is only one thing that can be left like this.

"Cethersor," said Swayn after a long thought, "give Herbert's case to Artmis, give her full authority to investigate, and tell her." ”

Swinn paused, his gaze deepened, as if to see through the bloodstained wall in front of him to see the man who had once stood in front of it.

"Set the suspicion as Seresi Daxda, who was supposed to die in the incident at the Ministry of the Interior. ”