God-level Demon Hunter

Mrs. Louisa stared at the thin face of the boy on the bed, and said softly, "After burying the body, His Majesty cleaned up the clothes and left first. Then I looked for the boy, but unfortunately he didn't know where he hid. I am worried that the master will notice the problem, so I will go back to the banquet hall first... I should look for it again..."

"You searched the maid's bedroom next to the garden, but there is no one there?"

The woman shook her head, "It took me a few minutes to hear Rosie's screams in the banquet hall, and I realized that this child had an accident."

The demon hunter almost believed the woman's words, and even told about the tryst with Foltest and the murder and hiding of the corpse. There was no need to hide what happened to Ariane.

"Then who made Arrian look like this...Could it be that the boy suffered a blow, was overwhelmed with grief, and passed out?" This thought flashed away, Roy shook his head, the conclusion was too untenable And his intuition told him that besides Mrs. Louisa and Foltest, there was a third person near the garden that night.

the real murderer.

"The servants of the castle who were interrogated have all been cleared of suspicion... Who did I ignore?"

"Both of you, I've finished what I need to say..." Louisa interrupted the witcher's thinking and brushed her hair, "If you have any questions, feel free to ask, I will never hide anything, I just beg you not to talk about things. Pass it outside."

The woman revealed the secrets accumulated in her heart, shed the last trace of tension, her expression became calm, and she regained her previous radiant, charming and elegant demeanor.

"If this matter is leaked out, the La Valette family will be ashamed. Master... According to the master's stubborn temper, the possibility of breaking with Foltest cannot be ruled out. When the time comes, war will break out in the entire La Valetti family. How many people will die if it affects innocent townspeople. How can the two masters bear it?"

"We are not engaged in charity, so what does it matter to me whether the people of the barony live or die?" Lei Suo dropped a harsh sentence, but then changed the subject, "But we promised that the death of Amos has been completed. It's a foregone conclusion, it's useless to talk too much... If you wash away the stigma on the three Avelines, return them justice and give them generous compensation."

"The kid and I will naturally keep our mouths shut."

Observing the woman's expression, Roy went on to say, "Unless we have to, we have no interest in tearing apart the face of the king of Temeria and becoming wanted criminals."

However, he had other ideas in mind—this trick could be used in the future.

Mrs. Louisa looked at the identical expressions of the two masters and apprentices, but couldn't see why, so she could only sigh.

"Since the Sea Scorpion Acrobatic Troupe is the master's friend, then I will try my best to persuade the master, and generous compensation is not a problem." The woman pursed her lips, "But there is only one premise...Ariane must not have an accident, otherwise the master The sea scorpion must be buried with him."

"The hunter who set the trap can untie the trap..." Leto said, "Only by finding the murderer who killed Arian can he be rescued."

"This is where the difficulty lies," Roy explained, "All the clues point to you, madam, and His Majesty Foltest, but you were busy disposing of Amos' body at the time, and if you ruled out the suspicion, then the investigation will come to an end." A dead end..."

Who on earth could be stuck at that point in time, and no one knew about the curse on Ariane, and for what purpose, just to steal money?

"Next, let's at most look for the previous omissions and gather all the guests that night. It will be difficult to make breakthroughs in a short period of time. Can Master Ariane hold on..."

Madam Louisa's nose was sore, she couldn't help hugging the boy in the blanket tightly, sobbing softly.

Roy remained silent, slightly moved.

Most demon hunters were separated from their parents when they were very young, and did not enjoy too much family affection, like Reso and the Oaks brothers.

And Roy and the old Moore couple have not seen each other for quite a long time.

The woman in front of her had betrayed his husband and even acted as an accomplice to the murder, but at this moment, her true feelings were indeed revealed.

Time passed by inadvertently, and when Louisa recovered from her grief, she wiped away the tears on her face, pursed her red lips, and said puzzledly,

"I have a question, I'm holding it in my heart, I really can't figure it out. The investigation of the two masters can at most prove that Foltest has been to the garden. Why do you connect me with him?"

"Just because we left the hall in the middle of the banquet, we made a conclusion that we meet in the garden? It's too arbitrary!"

After the woman asked, the witcher fell into deep thought.

Roy knew the filth of the baroness and the king of Temeria because of his previous experience, and he was a prophet to a certain extent, so this hazy thought came to his mind shortly after starting the investigation.

And Leto...

"The Chicken Coop Tavern!" The bald-headed Han Dynasty woman explained, "We enjoyed a 'show' at the Chicken Coop Tavern. Two bold drunks satirized your affair with His Majesty, Madam."

After finishing speaking, a deep gully appeared between Lei Suo's brows, realizing the contradictions in the previous conversation

According to what was seen and heard in the castle, Lady Louisa's secrecy was almost impeccable, and apart from him and Foltest, there was no third insider.

The servants in the castle, even Baron Baron, knew nothing about it, and it was only in the garden night that Little Arion accidentally found out about it.

Then why, in a tavern several miles away, two confused drunks would know the inside story?

Things are too unreasonable.

"Drunkard has another identity, Redania's spy?" The bald man pondered, "To play a good show in front of us?"

"Master, are you joking? Two drunks? It's absolutely impossible!" Mrs. Louisa frowned slightly, her pretty face was displeased. The bald man obviously made an excuse at random, but——

"The Chicken Coop Tavern, the one on the outskirts of the Barony?"

"You've heard of it too?" The two demon hunters looked at each other, feeling a strange feeling in their hearts.

"At the beginning of spring this year, the master took our family on a spring outing, passed by the tavern, and had a meal..." Louisa lowered her pretty face, her tone became more sad, "I still remember that meal clearly...the tavern The signature dish of the smoked pork is an out-and-out delicacy, with a kind of irresistible magic...which made Arion crazy. Since then, I have often sent people to the tavern to buy..."

"Unfortunately, my Ariane..." Madam rubbed her son's emaciated face, wanting to cry.

At this time, Roy's mind flashed back to the situation they investigated in the banquet hall, and the hall was filled with the compound aroma of smoked pork.

"Ma'am, have you eaten that dish recently?"

"The servants just went there yesterday... The owner of the tavern is very picky, and will reserve enough portion for the castle every week. After all, the master likes it very much."

"The owner of the Chicken Coop Tavern...Old Barton?"

"Maybe, I can't remember." Louisa asked curiously, "Why did the two masters pay attention to him?"

Roy didn't have time to talk to women anymore, his back was pressed against the wall, his thick black eyebrows were almost twisted into a ball, he rubbed his temples, with a confused expression on his face, "Old Barton...why can't I remember what he looks like?! Leto?"

"What do you mean?" Lei Suo shook his head slowly with a solemn face, "I can't remember his face either? Could it be that old Barton and those two drunks are not ordinary people?"

"What is the identity?"

……

"It's just a waste of time to entangle the identities of a tavern owner and two drunks. The two must have accidentally forgotten."

Louisa took a deep breath, as if grabbing the last straw, and begged, "Look at Ariane again, save this child... Didn't the witch doctor's prophecy clearly mention that the witcher Will awaken those who sleep."

"The witch doctor's prophecy...there may be clues in it!" Roy's heart moved, and he asked eagerly, "What exactly did that prophecy say?"

Louisa was taken aback, and Lei Suo gave the answer,

"Covered with blood but with kindness in his heart, he walks through the fog, exposes the ugliness, shatters the reflection of blood, and awakens the sleeping people."

Roy fell into deep thought, only one sentence was interesting,

"The bloody reflection... what kind of reflection do you mean? The water surface, the wall, or—"

He muttered a few nervously in a low voice, his eyes widened suddenly, as if he was being poured head-on by a bucket of cold water in the hot noon, and his heart was chilled from head to toe!

A goosebump crawled out of the skin, and the witcher stiffened like a frightened beast.

"Mirror?!"

"The third participant, could it be that the guy who cast a curse on Arian—"

Roy's soliloquy suddenly stopped, and an extreme silence strangled his throat.

When he raised his head, he suddenly found that the big bald man opened his mouth slightly, revealing his pale teeth and scarlet gums, but he was strangely unable to speak a word, and even every muscle on his rough face fell into a stillness.

Mary Louisa sat on the edge of the bed, stretched her swan-like neck, caressed Ariane with one hand, leaned forward, and looked at Roy with beautiful eyes expectantly.

But her originally vivid and beautiful face, like a mold poured into mud, became stiff, dull, and lost its vitality.

Not only that.

Everything around fell into a stillness, including the breathing and heartbeat of Lei Suo, the baroness, and Aryan, the sunlight pouring in from the window, and the gentle breeze were all frozen. Everything seemed to be held down by an invisible magic hand in an instant. Hit the pause button.

Except Roy.

He felt a strange gaze, and the dark golden pupils slowly moved to the window.

The windows were fully opened, and the chirping of the birds disappeared.

Under the window sill... Under the window sill, a man's face appeared at some point, with a pair of abyss-black eyes staring into the room——

The corners of his mouth are slightly raised, his cheeks are raised and wrinkled, his eyelids are retracted, and kind and gentle crow's feet are revealed at the tails of his eyes.

He was smiling strangely, but his facial features were constantly changing like the surface of a lake blown by the breeze, and several completely different faces were reflected in the pupils of the demon hunter's dark gold——

Edelsberg's missing owner of the herbal shop, Tross, the mayor of Kona Village on the shore of Lake Vizima, Boyev, the bagger of the White Orchard Tavern, the village headman of Lower Warren, old Patton of the Chicken Coop Tavern...

Familiar but always neglected and forgotten faces turned into middle-aged men with scabies head, aquiline nose and chin covered with scruffy stubble.

"Roy, you found me..."

He said with a smile.

Chapter 12 Meet all your wishes

Countless black butterflies formed a pair of huge wings behind the man. The wings flapped twice quickly. He soared into the air, tapped his toes over the window sill, and then stepped on the invisible stairs in the air, step by step and landed lightly. On the floor of the bedroom, the whole picture was revealed before the eyes of the witcher.

His figure was neither tall nor strong, and his facial features were extremely mediocre. Apart from the pair of pure black pupils that could not find a trace of white, he had no other characteristics.

Dressing is also very popular.

An old yellow dungaree jacket on the upper body, blue leggings underneath, two single-shoulder satchels crossed in front of the chest to form a cross, hanging on the left and right waist respectively, swelled and bulging, filled with something unknown, black under the feet The moccasin boots are in their early years, the toe is slightly deformed, and there is a ring of yellow mud on the edge of the shoe.

From the outside, he is no different from a wandering businessman, dusty and unkempt, placed in the crowd, like a drop of water melting into the sea, inconspicuous.

But when his gaze swept over Roy's skin, the latter immediately felt a sharp pain from a steel needle. At the same time, it seemed that his clothes had been stripped off, and he could no longer hide any secrets in his heart.

The witcher lightly bit the tip of his tongue, the slightly fishy smell of blood brought him back to his senses, and then he bent his spine, tensed his limbs, his toes gripped the ground, and his temples kept beating like a feline with fried fur.

……

"It's a beautiful afternoon, it's best for old friends to reunite after a long absence." Gunter Odim folded his arms and leaned comfortably by the window, saying hello.

His voice has a unique tone and rhythm, resonant and ups and downs, as if reciting an ancient poem, full of tension.

But the witcher clearly saw the fleeting philistine and shrewdness on his face, like an experienced businessman ready to solicit business.

"Who is your Excellency? We know each other?" Roy pretended not to know anything about him. He was even more vigilant and took a step back unconsciously.

At the same time, there is still some curiosity in his eyes, this curiosity is definitely not fake, he can hardly observe useful information from the other party.

This mysterious man was shrouded in the fog of the abyss.

Gaunt O'Dim

age:? (insufficient perception)

gender:?

Identity: Mirror Master, Glass Kid (a wandering businessman who sells mirrors)

? (Need to obtain more information to unlock the hidden identity)

Attributes:?

Skill:?

……

"Dude, you can call me O'Diem, Gunter O'Diem, or Mirror Master...Relax, I don't mean any harm, I just want to have a friendly exchange with you."

The man spread his hands, and the smile on his face became gentler, "As for you who think I'm unfamiliar, you shouldn't, let me remind you... at the Edelsberg Herb Shop, the White Orchard Tavern... and not long ago We have all met once at the Chicken Coop Tavern... Counting it, I have paid a lot of 'little effort' for your journey."

Roy frowned and recalled for a moment, and then his scalp tingled.

Sure enough, his ominous premonition in the White Orchard was not groundless. Although Gaunt O'Dim didn't show up immediately at that time, he had been observing secretly.

What made him even more chilling was that he hadn't noticed any abnormalities from the beginning to the end, and his perception seemed to be malfunctioning, and a very small part of his key memories seemed to be sealed by an invisible force, making him blurred.

He was kept in the dark for a long time.

"Master Mirror, what is your purpose of following me?"

"No, no, the word stalking seems too unfriendly..." the man whispered softly, "It should be called investigation. As a fastidious businessman, I need to carefully select customers."

"customer?"

"You can understand that the vast majority of people, such as these three, are just grains of sand in the hourglass of time, a weed in the lush vegetation, lacking the value of attention."

"But you are unique... a stowaway, your mind is covered with a veil, you have a unique ability, and you are smart enough!" Master Mirror paused.

"As early as in Edsberg, I noticed that the lives that died under your hands lost their souls. This ability has been further verified in the Baibai Orchard...How did you do it without signing a contract?"

The man folded the five fingers of his right hand together, his dark pupils narrowed into a slit, and every muscle on his face cheered, "Crazy soul, desperate soul, pious soul...mysterious soul, why don't you follow me on the road and witness a Miraculous journey?"

The man suddenly moved his nose, and took a deep breath towards Roy. At that moment, he was like a cat smelling fishy smell, or a hungry man facing delicious food, with intoxication on his face and a flash of excitement in his eyes. Deeply hidden greed.

It's chilling!

……

Roy's face sank like water.