The second floor of the Hound House, Olek's room.

The personal belongings belonging to Olek were turned over and over again.

The leather bandage that tied the chest, the thick fur wrap that increased the waistline, the shorts with the sausage packets sewn, and the unknown liquid that smelled like sweat all silently told the truth that Olek was dressed as a man.

Shabolai stared blankly at the sausage shorts and muttered.

"No wonder I haven't seen it for so many days, this guy is so meticulously disguised."

Harrick was also in the room, his face full of happiness for the rest of his life.

"Thankfully, fortunately. Now I have lost faith in women, and if I were to be the same as before, I am afraid that I would also become the target of temptation. ”

Rosen didn't speak.

He was still rummaging through the room, not even the tiniest nook and crannical. He looked like he was going to turn the floor over the entire room.

After a while, Shapole came to his senses a little, and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat that quietly oozes from his forehead.

"I had drunk with her, I was very drunk, and I often discussed the case with her. Looking back now, I feel chills. ”

Seeing that Rosen was still rummaging, he asked puzzledly, "Rosen, what are you looking for?"

Rosen's movements continued: "I'm looking for evidence." There is sufficient evidence to prove that Olek is the real culprit behind the scenes. ”

Shapole patted the red-covered booklet.

Isn't that evidence enough? The blood sacrifice ceremony recorded above is exactly the same as the tragic death of the victim! ”

He turned to the corresponding page and read, "Draw on the hottest blood of men, and offer the sweetest soul to the King of Neverwinter...... When you hear this, just thinking about it makes you feel full of evil. ”

At this time, Lawson had already searched the whole room, but still did not find any familiar fingerprints, or more precisely, no fingerprints could be found in the room.

"Olek has no fingerprints...... This guy can't be a ghost, right? ”

He had just clearly seen Olek grasp the doorknob with his hands, and he was not wearing gloves, and the brass doorknob was bare.

Not to mention fingerprints, there is no sweat in the hands.

And it's not just fingerprints.

In the room, Lawson didn't find any fallen hair or natural dandruff, not on the floor, and not on the bedding he slept on!

It's weird and scary.

Feeling the inquiring eyes of Shapole and Harrick, Rosen didn't want to be too troubled, and said with a smile: "I just think it's strange, I want to know more about Olek." ”

Harrick disagreed: "What is there to know about the murderer?" The most important thing now is to go to the sheriff and help restore your mentor's reputation. ”

Rosen nodded in agreement: "Yes, this matter is the most important, my mentor has been greatly wronged." ”

Shabolai nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, I just don't think it's right. Although Thrandis was insane, he would not have done such a stupid thing. ”

Harrick muttered under his breath, "I don't know who it was last night, and I swore to catch Thrandis." ”

A trace of embarrassment flashed on Xia Bolai's fat face, but he didn't hear this.

He asked, "Lawson, shall we go then?" ”

"Okay."

Shabolai found a package, put everything he had found in the room, put the package on his back and left.

Lawson hurriedly followed.

When the two of them walked out of the Hound House and walked down the street for a while, Chapolai suddenly sighed and looked lonely.

"I really didn't expect Olek to be such a person, it's really hard to know people."

He thought he had made a good friend, but it turned out to be a sinister, cunning and murderous bastard.

Rosen didn't speak, but raised his hand and patted Shabolai's arm as a sign of comfort.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the two arrived at the Seongnam Public Security Office.

Shapole placed the Blood Sacrifice Book and a pile of evidence on the table, and told the sheriff Rafal about the cause and effect of the speculation.

The sheriff was immediately convinced.

The first is that this sacrificial treasure book is too sinister, and the pile of props disguised as men is surprising at the same time, but it also clearly reveals the dark psychology of the costumer.

The second is because of Chapole's noble status. No matter how unbearable he was, he was also a member of the Omixia family, the earl's own nephew.

Soon, the mage Thrandis's wanted warrant was canceled and changed to a restriction of liberty order, ordering Thrandis to return to the city hall to report and be questioned by the sheriff within three days.

At the same time, the bounty hunter Olek's bounty was also posted on the bulletin boards.

Coming out of the Sheriff's Office, Shapole said to Lawson, "This matter involves an official mage, so we have to go to the mage's guild and report the situation to them."

This was exactly what Rosen meant, and he immediately nodded: "No problem." It's not too early, so let's go. ”

Shaporai took Rosen and hurried to the Mage's Guild in the castle area of Silvermoon Castle.

Halfway there, Lawson suddenly slapped his head and stopped.

Shabolai walked a few steps, and when he saw that Rosen didn't follow, he retreated to his side: "Why don't you leave?"

Rosen smiled and turned to look at a plane tree on the side of the street.

Beneath the bare canopy was a stone pier, on which sat an old beggar woman with silver hair, a face like goosebump, and a slender figure.

Chapole followed his gaze and said, "Such beggars are everywhere, if you have sympathy for her, don't give her money, just buy her something to eat."

Rosen couldn't help laughing: "Uncle, you should go and get a pair of reading glasses."

"What do you mean?"

Chapole was confused and unconvinced.

"My eyes are so good. Ten miles away from a young girl, I could tell at a glance whether the other party was chaste or not. ”

Rosen laughed, walked quickly towards the beggar, touched his chest with one hand, and bowed.

"Mentor, thank you for protecting me in the dark."

The old beggar woman was stunned for a moment, and then let out a crisp laugh: "My dearest apprentice, how did you recognize me?"

Rosen smiled slightly and pointed to his forehead: "Mentor, in my memory, you stayed near me all day today." ”

The 'old beggar' giggled, took off the white wig and strange leather mask from her head, and shook her head again, and her long, thick fiery red hair poured down like a waterfall.

It was Rosen who recognized his mentor for less than two weeks, Anna. Thrandis.

Chapole on the side was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped.

Thrandis smiled, "Chapolais, thank you for sending me a great apprentice, otherwise it would have been a bit of a hassle this time."

There was no smug look on Rosen's face, and he smiled: "Mentor, if you hadn't been secretly protecting, I wouldn't have dared to investigate desperately. And I'm sure it's just a small issue for you. ”

Thrandis raised her hand and stroked Rosen's cheek.

"No, no, no, my dearest apprentice, the mentor is really in trouble, and you must have noticed that this incident is very strange, and there are some incomprehensible existences involved."

Rosen agreed: "Olek is indeed a strange being. ”

There are no fingerprints, no normal human metabolites, a woman disguised as a man, and a series of wacky spells.

In short, the more you dig deeper, the more you feel that this guy is unfathomable.

"I thought I was going to be forced to leave Silvermoon Castle, but I didn't expect to regain my innocence in less than a day."

"And all of this depends on the tireless efforts of my dearest apprentice."

As she spoke, her onyx-like eyes looked at Lawson, which were full of soft light.

Then, ignoring Shaporé and the pedestrians on the street, she lowered her head and kissed Rosen on the lips.

Kissing on the street is very immoral in this world, and people will point to the backbone and scold.

Rosen subconsciously wanted to hide.

But before his head moved, he was fixed by the mage's hand, and he could only passively accept it.

In front of the fragrant kiss, Lawson was quite calm at first, but after five or six seconds, he didn't let go, and the idea of promoting narrowness suddenly arose in his heart.

"Mentor, you forced me to do this."

Quietly stuck out his tongue and licked it, thinking that he would be punished, but he didn't expect Thrandis to respond.

Rosen's heart fluttered, and his heart pounded and accelerated.

If he was on Earth, his hands would definitely not be idle, but in the face of a powerful mentor, he would not dare to be too presumptuous.

After a few more seconds, Thrandis finally let go of her restraints, her eyes rippling with water, and she looked at Rosen's face carefully for a while, and then leaned into Rosen's ear and whispered softly.

"I'll give you a big reward when I get home later."

Next to him, Chapole's jaw fell to the ground completely, and he raised his hand to point at the two of them, and his fingers trembled.

"You ...... This...... This...... It's not fair, Thrandis, you should kiss me too. ”

Thrandis squinted at Shapole with a helpless expression.

"I'm sorry, I don't like men shorter than me, except, of course, my dearest apprentice."

"Poof~"

Shapole, who was half a head taller than Thrandis, received a fatal blow, his eyes blackened, and he almost vomited blood in the street.

Seeing that the time was not early, Rosen reminded him: "Uncle, mentor, I still have to go to the Mage's Guild."

Shapole let out a long sigh, his face barely returned to normal, and he waved his hand vigorously, as if to wave away the loneliness of height in his heart.

"Miss Thrandis, let's go together. When you arrived at the guild, you were in time to present your grievances to Mr. Ferron. ”

Mr. Feron, a high-ranking mage, has a powerful 15-star spell-casting ability and is also the leader of the Silvermoon Castle Mage's Guild.

In the mage world of Silvermoon Castle, whether it is personal prestige or magic cultivation, he is second only to the Great Moon Sorcerer, Count Omisia.

As a mid-level mage, Thrandis was dragged into such a murder case, and the most important thing to win was the support of Mage Faerun.

As long as Mage Feren believed that Thrandis was innocent, almost no one would question the outcome.

After that, just say hello to the Seongnam Sheriff's Office, and the sheriff will immediately revoke the ban on Thrandis's movement.

Thrandis smiled slightly, "That's what I mean. ”