Le Verrier ready-to-wear store.

Rosen returned to the corner, and Madame de Lévière looked at him with a flattering expression.

Rosen knew that since cheating could make the other party take a huge risk to be a white glove, then he could also use it to blackmail the rich wife to do a lot of things for himself.

As long as the other party continues to maintain the appearance of brilliance, it is actually easy to secretly ask for money, intelligence, and even carnal pleasure.

Of course, a rich wife with a little looks and a little money is not worth letting Rosen do all this.

It's not that you can't do it, it's that the harvest can't cover the price.

"I need a large piece of hard paper, or a thin wooden board, and the sample paper for proofing clothes is good."

"I'll get it for you right away."

"Don't worry, I need some good ones

of charcoal. By the way, tell me again, that woman's voice is unique. ”

Madame Le Vervier thought carefully.

She deliberately lowered her voice, looking a little hoarse, but there was a faint arrogance in her words, like the tone that is used to giving orders.

"Well, I think she's supposed to be a nobleman, no, definitely a nobleman, because only noble women talk like that."

As a ready-to-wear store proprietor, there is no shortage of opportunities to deal with high society, and her judgment has a very high degree of credibility.

"Aristocrats?"

Lawson's brow twitched slightly, feeling that things were a little tricky.

Because the world does not punish the nobles, the nobles can lose money if they kill the commoners.

Coincidentally, he was a civilian.

But things have come to this point, and there is no reason to give up halfway.

"There aren't many real nobles in Silvermoon Castle, and there are only hundreds of relatives, so it's no wonder she's afraid of being recognized by the middleman."

By this time, Madame de Lévière had already brought cardboard and charcoal, both of good quality.

Rosen took the charcoal and drew a charcoal drawing.

"Is that her?"

"Yes, yes, that's her, that's her! Mr. Rosen, do you know her? ”

"I've seen this person on the road before, and as soon as I heard you say it, I remembered it."

So saying, he handed the silk money bag back to Madame Lévière.

"Take it, let's restrain it in the future, although cheating is wonderful, it has to pay a price."

Madame Le Vervier clutched the purse tightly in her hand and breathed a sigh of relief.

But after listening to Rosen's words, he couldn't help but refute.

"You don't know, young man, that Rasplin has an elephant's trunk...... Heh~ Why am I talking to you about this, in short, thank you for your mercy, I will pay attention to it in the future. ”

Rosen could naturally understand, but shrugged his shoulders and did not comment.

I walked out of the ready-to-wear store with a charcoal drawing, and when I passed by the door, I was surprised to see Monsieur Le Verrier sitting at the door in a daze, and his face was still a little gloomy.

Rosen waved at him, but he ignored him, as if he had lost his soul.

There was something unusual about this appearance, and Rosen's heart moved, and he guessed something.

He sighed in his heart, "Oh, I hope Mr. Rasprin is well."

The ordinary burgher class is generally very mild, but some special circumstances can still stimulate a man's hidden bloodiness in the depths of his blood.

Coincidentally, most of these special cases are related to women.

Of course, this has nothing to do with Rosen.

Next, it is possible to meet the real murderer, and the danger factor will skyrocket.

It's daytime, or in the downtown area, the other party must have scruples, but everything is afraid of what happens.

In order to avoid being tricked by a convertible car in the bazaar, Lawson blessed himself with a resistance force field before starting the action.

But that's not enough.

He took a long look around the bazaar, not letting go of every corner, and then saw a white-haired old woman in the corner.

The old woman squatted on the side of the road, her face was like goosebumps, her posture was slender, and there was a begging broken bowl in front of her, which was no more ordinary.

But as soon as he saw this old woman, Rosen's mind immediately calmed down.

"Hehe, the mentor's ability to change appearance is quite high. Let's get started. ”

I took a charcoal drawing to the bulletin board of the Seongnam Market, 'brushed' it and pasted the portrait, and then began to shout loudly.

"Hi ~ Hi ~ Gentlemen and ladies who have passed by, looking for someone, help find someone~"

"Find a beautiful aristocratic girl~~"

"The reward is good~A clue and a crown~"

"Ladies and gentlemen, don't miss it when you pass by~"

The boy's slightly immature voice was raised high, and it instantly spread throughout most of the market.

One gold kronor was also very well paid, and in a short time, a large circle of people gathered around the bulletin board.

A do-gooder asked.

"I said, young man, although you draw well, you can't see your face clearly, how can you find this?"

Rosen immediately said: "This girl appeared in the market at about 9 o'clock this morning, and someone must have seen it."

"Hey, young man, since she is a noble girl, what are you looking for her? Aren't you afraid of causing trouble? ”

Rosen laughed and said: "Actually, I don't know if it's a nobleman, it's mainly because I'm beautiful, I yearn for it, and I want to find out and woo it."

After a pause, he asked rhetorically: "This uncle, courtship is not illegal, right?"

"Haha, naturally it's not illegal, but you young man is really willing to spend money."

There are also good deeds staring at the drawing board, pinching their chins to reminisce about the state.

"This back is very familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere."

As soon as Rosen's heart moved, he wanted to ask

At this moment, a middle-aged man of thirty-seven or eighteen years old parted the crowd and strode forward.

"Young man, I've seen her, come with me and I'll take you to her."

Rosen's heart was slightly shocked, and he looked at this person carefully, and found that the other party looked indifferent, his eyes were slightly gloomy, and his face was a little vicissitudes.

Look at his dress again, wearing a gray cloth knee-length robe, gray cloth trousers, a money bag hanging from his belt, and an ordinary self-defense dagger.

His heart moved: "Look at this temperament, it looks like an unsatisfactory wandering mage."

As soon as he opened his mouth to find someone, he was approached by a mage, which most likely showed that he had guessed correctly, and the real murderer had been secretly observing his every move.

And the sudden appearance of the portrait made the other party a little out of proportion.

Inevitable that the situation would escalate and unpredictable uncertainties appeared, she quickly sent her men to take her out of the bazaar.

Why did Rosen judge that the other party was most likely the real murderer's subordinates?

In addition to his temperament, it is also because when this person opens his mouth, he does not ask about the remuneration that ordinary people care about most, but directly wants to take him away.

These thoughts flashed through my mind, but they were all guesses, and they needed to be confirmed.

Rosen smiled and said, "You don't need to lead the way, I'm very familiar with Silvermoon Castle, you can just give me a place name."

The middle-aged man shook his head and refused: "If there is no place name, there is no nameless street, I can't tell if I am stupid, so I will take you there."

Well, he guessed right.

If you go with him, leave the downtown area full of patrol guards, and go to a remote place, there is a good chance that you will be killed directly.

However, this also means a chance to find out the identity of the real murderer.

'To go or not to go?' Go, of course. ’

The mentor is watching over in the dark.

He put away the scroll and said with a smile: "What do you call Mr.?"

"Thomson."

A name that is everywhere, clearly fake.

"Oh, how much are you going to get paid?"

"It's a good thing to take you to find someone, you just look at it."

"Okay. Let's go, then. ”

Rosen's face was 'happy'.

"This way."

The middle-aged man who called himself Tom turned around and led the way in front.

Rosen followed behind him a few steps away, walked dozens of meters, and looked at the white-haired old woman again, intentionally or unintentionally.

I found that the other party had already stood up, hunched over, on crutches, and stumbling along the road.

Although it was slow, it was magically always in Rosen's vision.

Considering that the old woman's speed could not be too fast, Lawson also deliberately walked slowly.

"Hey, wait for me, my shoelaces are loose."

"Wait, wait, my stomach is swollen, I need to let go of some water."

"Oh, I said big brother, can you go slower."

Tom, a middle-aged man, was visibly impatient on his face, but he never had a seizure.

Eventually, the two came to the entrance of a dark alley near the bazaar.

As you can see, the interior of the dark alley is quite spacious, and it is a semi-independent space separated by several tall stone buildings.

Looking back, there is a lively street with people coming and going. Looking ahead, it was a quiet, slightly dimly lit space, and there was no one in it.

Such a place is an excellent place to set up an ambush.

Rosen glanced behind him again and saw that the old woman was gone.

Shocked, he immediately opened the adventure log to check, and soon found that the old woman had turned into an alley, and after a while, an inconspicuous figure appeared on the roof of the alley.

"It turned out to be on the roof, it scared me."

He may face the real murderer in front, but he doesn't dare to face it alone.

Thomson was the first to walk into the dark alley, and a voice came: "Come in, she's inside."

Lawson looked at the quiet space in front of him, and his heart was awe-inspiring.

'I've been practicing in the virtual machine for so long, and my spell-casting ability has reached four stars, and my mentor is secretly watching, so it's time for me to have a real fight. ’

Quietly took out the sobering potion from his bosom and drank it all in one gulp.

After a few seconds, a stream of information flashed through my mind: 'Gain the effect of 'Focus Cast', which reduces mana cost by 25% for 30 minutes. ’

Combined with the effect of the Crescent Staff, you can save 55% of your mana.

"I'm coming."

As he spoke, he blessed himself with the effect of resisting the force field.

Then, grasping the Crescent Staff, one side of your body pressed against the heavy stone wall, you walked forward step by step.

After walking about thirty steps, he completely entered this dimly lit triangular clearing, and the stone walls around the clearing had no doors, no windows, and nothing.

You can see that there is an exit on the opposite side of the clearing, and the light of that exit is still dim, and there is no movement of pedestrians, and I don't know where it leads.

The gray-robed man who led the way before stood near the exit, with a strange smile on his face.

"Boy, you really don't know whether to live or die!"

At this moment, a figure also appeared at the entrance behind Lawson, blocking him one after the other.

Without figuring out the situation, Rosen did not rush to make a move, he leaned his back against the stone wall and began to ask unhurriedly.

"Tell me who you are?"

The figure at the entrance stepped forward, but it was a man wrapped in black leather armor.

The most striking thing is his eyes, the pupils are pure white, and the pupils are invisible, but the whites of the eyes are blood red, which looks very weird.

The man made a hoarse sound in his throat.

"Kid, you're so annoying!"