The rat swarm that gave birth to the 'gods', the missing magic ring...

Both clues point to supernatural power.

The changes in this world don't seem to be over yet.

The so-called 'god' of the rat swarm, in Ma Wei's eyes, cannot be regarded as a god.

Although the giant rat brought cursed power to the race, giving it wisdom and strength, it was so weak that even the fat orange who had been blessed by the goddess of truth could kill it.

It's not so much a god as a head of some kind of community condensed by faith, who uses it to protect his own kind.

Otherwise, wouldn't Fat Orange, who even a god can kill, be above the gods?

"Boss, I think it's a big deal." The communication said in a serious tone: "Do you think that even the rats in Antois Village can give birth to 'gods', then there will be no similar situation in other places?" ”

"If there are other races that have given birth to 'gods', will the troubles of today's curse continue?"

"We can't be sure whether the 'gods' of the rat colony were created by man or born naturally." "I don't think it's anything to do with Sir Antois's killer," said Mavi, "and if you catch him, won't the truth be revealed?" ”

"Everyone has run away, we don't have a clue, how to catch it?"

"Who says there's no clue?"

Picking up the mahogany-handled revolver in the drawer, Ma Wei said meaningfully: "Don't forget who commissioned us to investigate the village of Antois." ”

There is, of course, a breakthrough.

Since Sir Antois knew the murderer, his relatives and friends naturally became suspects.

As for who, exactly...

You'll have to ask the fourth prince, Arthur.

After the death of the giant rat, the curse disappears, and the crisis that has enveloped the village of Antois is gone, and the rest of the finishing work is left to the soldiers who block the village.

Before burying the graves of 20 dead cats, Mavi burned the corpses of the giant rats and hung his bowler hat on the cross in front of the grave.

"The Church will not forget your contribution today, and may your souls always be by the side of the Goddess...", pressing his palm to his chest, Mavi whispered, "Truth is paramount." ”

The dead cats, certainly not the nameless warriors, had prepared a special register for the cats as early as when they joined the church, with their names and paw prints on them.

Their exploits will be recorded forever.

After doing all this, Mavi, Yunia, and the three of them returned to the carriage parked on the path outside the village of Antois, and asked the communication to hide the cats under the seats of the carriage after making them the size of mung beans.

This method, Ma Wei didn't expect before, it was the sentence 'turning into a mouse' in the communication that provided him with inspiration, otherwise, Fat Tangerine would not have to physically hit the line of fire and lead the cat to break through strongly.

"I still don't have enough imagination..."

With a sigh of emotion, Ma Wei knocked on the front glass and embarked on the way back.

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At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, outside the fire line in Antois village, soldiers in red military uniforms were still piling firewood into the fire line to ensure that the fire was raging.

Gentleman Sean sat on the stump of a tree with an asbestos pad, staring at the path twisted in the flames, and felt his hand in front of his abdomen, trying to see the time, but feeling empty.

The already nervous mood suddenly became even worse.

"Hell," he muttered, "it's a master Hobbesian, numbered... What did I think..."

Gentleman Sean, who is still obsessed with a gold watch yesterday, not to mention how much he regrets it, if he can travel back, he must pick up the long sword hanging on the wall and give it to his irrational self!

Yunia taught him a lesson.

It turns out that the little ones...

It can also be very smart.

"Sir! Sir! Someone is out! ”

The exclamation of the soldier interrupted his reminiscences of the past, and Gentleman Sean raised his head, saw the carriage heading towards the flames, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly ordered: "Move the line of fire!" Fast! ”

Two soldiers rushed forward, shoveling away the firewood that lay in the middle of the road and clearing a passageway.

When the carriage drove out, it quickly filled it back.

Standing up, Sean gentleman took three steps and made two steps, came to the carriage, and asked Ma Wei, who got off the carriage, "How is the situation?" ”

Mavi didn't answer, pulling out the revolver pinned to his waist and finding it in the desk drawer, and handed it over.

Seeing the familiar revolver engraved with the letter A on the hilt, Sean Gentleman was silent.

After a while, he sighed, took the pistol, and said with a gloomy expression: "It turns out that he is really dead.... What is the cause of death? ”

"Stab wounds." Ma Wei told the clues he had found with Fat Orange and the communication: "The murderer grabbed Sir Antois by the neck from behind and plunged the tip of the knife into his heart, and Sir Antois failed to put up a strong resistance..."

"Don't talk about it."

Gentleman Sean raised his hand to signal Ma Wei to stop, rubbed his chest that was a little sluggish in breathing, and his face turned slightly pale.

He could never have imagined that Sir Antois would die so aggrieved, and as a companion in the past, he couldn't help but feel a little indignant and sad at this moment.

Seeing that he did not look like a disguise, Mavi revealed the next message: "Is Sir Antois wearing a ring on his left index finger?" ”

"Yes, a gold ring inlaid with green agate."

Gentleman Sean took a few breaths and replied, "You should have seen it, it was three years ago, he bought it from the auction." ”

"I haven't seen it, the ring was taken by the murderer."

"What?"

Frowning, Gentleman Sean said in surprise: "Although that ring is worth 500 gold pounds, you won't kill people for it... Could it be that the murderer was a manor servant or a villager? ”

500 gold pounds is not a small number...

People die for money, birds die for food, and people kill for money, which is not only rare, but also abounds.

While sailing at sea, Ma Wei had seen many fights over a piece of jewelry, even at the cost of killing the other party to snatch it.

Not to mention 500 gold pounds, even 1 penny can sometimes be the fuse for murder.

But....

Sir Antois's death had absolutely nothing to do with money.

can become a murderer of aristocratic acquaintances, and his social status must not be low.

The problem is in the ring.

"The identity of the murderer is unknown for the time being."

Ma Wei did not say his reasoning about the identity of the murderer, and he was not sure of the true identity of Gentleman Sean, even if the other party was a subordinate of the fourth prince Arthur, he could not fully believe it.

In the Antois Village incident, the only one worth believing in is the fourth prince Arthur.

As the lord of the knight's allegiance, the fourth prince Arthur had no reason to kill Sir Antois, who was loyal to him, unless the other party betrayed him, but if the other party betrayed him, he would kill him, so why bother to block the scene and entrust the Church of Truth to investigate?

This is simply paradoxical.

There are dozens of better ways to put on a show than this, and in the mind of the fourth prince, Arthur, will not choose the stupidest way.

In contrast, the knights under the fourth prince Arthur are not necessarily without suspicion....

"How's the rat?" Gentleman Sean asked.

The rat colony that occupies the village and estate of Antois is the most important problem.

"It's settled, you can let the soldiers in and clean up the corpses..."

After a pause, Ma Wei glanced at the soldiers around him and asked, "Are they reliable?" ”

"Don't worry, they are all old subordinates, and the fathers of many people have served under Sir Antois, and they will be passed down from generation to generation, and there will be no problems."

"Okay, the commission is complete, it's time for us to go."

"Wait!"

Shouting out to stop Ma Wei, who turned around and was about to leave, Gentleman Sean hesitated for a moment, and after a short inner struggle, gritted his teeth and asked, "That gold watch made by Master Hobbes... Can you sell it to me for 1,000 gold pounds? You will definitely not be able to sell it at this price if you take it to a pawn shop or second-hand market, after all, people also want to make money. ”

After taking a deep look at him, Ma Wei took out the gold watch he had been carrying with him and threw it away: "Deal." ”

Mr. Sean opened the lid of the watch and breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the number and unique private logo on it: "Thank you... I don't have that much money right now, can I go back and have someone send it to the Church of the Truth? If you don't feel at ease, I'll write you an IOU right now. ”

"You don't have to write an IOU, a gold watch can't buy your dignity."

For the Rickman family, who owned a large maritime trading company and had a strong family, 1,000 gold pounds was a lot, but it was by no means too much.

Gentleman Sean doesn't have to ruin his reputation for the money.

For a businessman, honesty is more important than anything else.

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When the Mavi and the others returned to New Ross City, it was already dusk.

As the sun sets, most of the people have finished their day's work, and some of the family members go back to dinner, and the bachelors go into the tavern with laughter and laughter, listen to the melodious music of the accordion, order a glass of butterbeer and chat, and sing when they are drunk, and then go home drunk late at night.

Life seems infinitely beautiful, but under the calm surface, there is an undercurrent.

As soon as he walked into the church, Mavi smelled the aroma of animal fat, wafting from the kitchen.

"I'm exhausted..."

The source picked up a bowl of mint water and drank it down, slumped onto the bench, and never wanted to move again.

Now he has only one question in his mind:

When is the meal opened?

"Oops, you're back!"

Hearing the commotion in the church, Mrs. Cecil, carrying a kitchen knife, came out of the kitchen, still with a few brown feathers hanging from her body, and said with a smile: "It's going to be dinner soon, wait a minute... Qasim! Qasim! ”

A young man in a black leather jacket, with slightly curly brown hair, bright eyes, and a few freckles on his face, walked out and grinned at Mavi: "Father, long time no see. ”

"Long time no see, Qasim, when did you come back?"

"Hmm... An hour ago, I asked my chief for leave and rushed back early. Kasim scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "Mother wrote to me and asked me to bring back two pairs of mountain sandpipers and a wild duck, so I have to go to the knight's place first..."

As a nobleman, Stille often goes out hunting, and the fat roasted mountain sandpiper (yù) is his favorite food, and he has to come two every day, and he is also very good to his attendants, and often divides some prey.

On the way home, he not only asked the knight for two pairs of sandpipers and a wild duck according to his mother's request, but also went to the market to buy a whole fresh leg of lamb, basil leaves, cumin and nutmeg... And, of course, an ounce of black pepper in a glass bottle.

"This is Father Priest, your daughter?"

When Qasim saw Yunia hiding behind his father, he immediately took out a small iron box, which contained two large disc-shaped chocolates, which were exclusively supplied by the army, and could not be seen on the market at all: "Do you want to eat it?" ”

In Yunia's longing gaze, Mavi nodded, "Take it." ”

"Thank you, Brother Qasim!"

"Huh?!"

Sitting on the bench resting, the communication heard the goddess call Qasim, and suddenly sat up straight, looked at Qasim, who was the same age as himself, and his expression gradually distorted.

Uncle Wen...

Brother Qasim...

Their seniority, no matter how you look at it, can't be so much different!

The communication in his heart was extremely unbalanced, and he took out the wine jug and planned to take a sip, but he found that he had already finished drinking, and rushed upstairs in a huff and went to his small wine cellar.

Although Yunia was asked to accept the chocolate, Mavi did not allow her to eat it, for the simple reason that the chocolate provided by the army...

"The Sword Comes"

There's some 'leftover' added to it.

The aim was to increase the soldiers' combat excitement and reduce their fear of death.

Even if it is not a time of war, it is generally not necessary to add 'lefts' to chocolate, and Ma Wei does not dare to bet on it.

Who can say for sure whether it will be added or not?

Of course, Kasim will not give the chocolate with the 'left ingredient' to Yunia, it is just a greeting gift, just accept it, it doesn't matter if you eat it or not.

"How's it going?"

Inviting Cassim to sit down, Mavi took out a mint leaf and stuffed it into his mouth and chewed: "Does Knight Stilld still take you out hunting often?" ”

"yes, he's still like that."

Qasim smiled and said: "The wild ducks near the garrison of our army are almost finished by him, and at this rate, it is estimated that no wild ducks will come to Lister Marsh next year to lay eggs." ”

"Hmm... Have you received any orders lately? ”

"Orders?" Qasim thought for a moment: "Priest, are you talking about the assassination of the Pope, this morning, there was indeed an order from the London garrison to our Roserly Army..."

Turning his head to look around, Qasim suddenly lowered his voice: "The London garrison requires us to unite with the Royal Navy to guard the passes in and out of Wexford County from both land and sea, and now there are cavalry patrols near the railway, strictly tracking down suspicious people of unknown origin, I heard that Belfast has also sent many senior police inspectors to various cities to take over the police!" ”

"Father, you were a lieutenant in the Royal Navy back then, and Wang Du should have a lot of friends, do they have any news there?"

"I haven't been in touch with them for a long time..."

Mavi shook his head: "Knight Stille is also a lieutenant in the Roselear Army, didn't he tell you anything?" ”

"There is..."