"Commander!!"

"Captain Festeria!!"

“......”

Many knights entered the house, all of them were busy investigating the clues of the murderer, and when they saw the arrival of Lord Festeria, they all saluted respectfully. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It was all terrible bloodstains, and when I entered the house, I felt a disgustingly strong smell of blood, like a rancid smell that was beginning to rot.

Understandably, in the heat of summer, dead bodies are in the middle of the night, until morning, and after several hours, the decomposition of the corpses is sure to occur.

The further I went, the more blood stains grew, and the ceiling, walls, and floors were splashed with black and red blood, as if I had experienced a bloody massacre, one-sided.

"Have all the bodies been cleaned up?"

Festeria didn't meet a single corpse along the way, only saw blood stains on the ground, and asked lightly.

"It's not like that, it's yes, it's ........."

Renia, the adjutant who followed him, nodded, her face began to turn pale, and her body couldn't stop shaking.

Festeria glanced at her, glancing down the hall on the first floor.

The house has a two-story structure, and the gathering hall on the first floor doesn't look like there is any fierce fighting, it's all merciless killing.

Festeria could deduce that looking at the bloodstains all over the place, the slightly messy hall, the enemy's strength was not at the same level as their completion, and it could be seen that if it was an opponent with a small gap, or if it was attacked by many enemies, the damage to the inside of the house would be more than messy, and if it was to be described, it would be similar to the feeling of a child fighting.

There was also the second floor, and Festeria looked at the stairs leading to the second floor, from which the strongest smell of blood came.

"Reynia, you can stay here, you don't have to go up with us. ”

Looking at Renia's increasingly pale face, Festeria said to her.

“...... I'm sorry, Mistress Festeria. ”

"Don't take it personally, it's beyond your reach, get some rest. ”

Festeria smiled and stepped up the stairs to the second floor.

The wooden staircase creaked as the three stepped on.

"It's strange that there is no blood here. ”

"There are no signs of battle here, and there is no damage to the staircase, which is strange. ”

Festeria stroked the handrail of the staircase through her gloves.

No one answered her questions, making her seem to be talking to herself, and the air felt heavier and heavier, as did the smell of blood.

When stepping onto the exit of the second floor, there was no confusion or hesitation, and Festeria showed a scene that was too sad.

The indescribable mood is stuck in my throat, I want to say something, no, I don't want to say anything, but I want to hit something to express my mood at this time.

Compared with the bloodstains everywhere on the first floor, the scene on the second floor can be said to be insignificant, and the shocking scene cannot be compared.

Blood and flesh were smeared all over the walls without hesitation, and I don't know how to do such a boring thing, giving people a weird and disgusting feeling.

Several tables merge crookedly together, and the gaps in them can fit a finger, which is negligible for the object placed on it, without thinking about falling down.

The blood produced by the objects placed on the table slipped through the gap drop by drop, and I don't know how long it took to accumulate to become like this, and a puddle formed under several tables, but it was not water, but blood. It may be thanks to the constant supply of blood that the puddles of blood do not dry out and remain in a slimy form.

Looking back at the objects placed on the table, the cutting surface of the neck is very flat, and the heads that can be placed on the table, the hideous faces before death are vividly left on the faces, until the heads are cut off, and this expression is maintained, which can't help but remind people of what kind of enemies they met before they died, and how they died.

The heads surrounded by flies were so sad, deprived of even the minimum of battle death, and their bodies were played with by the enemy, the mood of the three people present was extremely complicated, and the grief almost crushed their bodies.

Facing the staircase, the head at the front, the expression of Nabo was completely different from that of the others, everyone had the same expression as before death, while Nabo had an indifferent smile, as if he had accepted death, and no pain could be seen on his face.

It was this outstanding-like expression that made the three of them even more heartbroken.

On the second floor, the battle with the children was finally over, and it was replaced by a fierce life-and-death struggle, and the damage to the floor and walls was very serious, and a large hole was broken in some places, and the stools and other furniture were destroyed, which was affected by the aftermath of the battle.

Although the final result has been clearly presented in front of everyone, he still kept that glory, and the smile on his face is proof.

The murderer left nothing, and left after killing people, and the tragic situation on the second floor was like a work of art he created, for future generations to enjoy and prepare.

It's really boring, everyone who sees this scene is full of anger, and the feeling of wanting to tear the murderer apart is churning sharply in their hearts.

Festeria clenched her fists silently, her fiery red eyes slowly turning a dull crimson, anger evident in her eyes.

"What a bold man, dare to kill my brother like this, you have to be ready to be killed, bastard!"

With a punch, Festeria unleashed her accumulated anger at the wall closest to her, only to show a bloodthirsty and terrifying grin.

The powerful force was released through the fist, and a very large hole was opened on the second floor of this house, and it couldn't help but be so, and the aftermath of the fist also implicated the houses not far away, and it was forced to open a big hole in several houses before stopping.

............

"Hum ~ Hum ~ Hum ~ ........."

The man in a black robe, completely covering his body and face, hummed a happy little song through the shady woods, stepped onto a bald ground where a few weeds grew, exposed to the bright morning sun, and walked towards the ruins that seemed to have been abandoned for thousands of years.

"Hmph, Aderic, looks like you're happy. ”

The man humming the ditty stopped, looked up, and looked at the source of the sound.

The person also dressed in black robes, sitting on top of a crooked pillar on the periphery of the abandoned ruins, had the face of a girl, she shook her feet, and happily looked down at the black-robed man humming a little song.

"Good morning, carprofen. ”

The black-robed man took off the hood covering his head, and the young man looked up and replied with a smile.