"Please, please..." The crisp "click, click" sounded in the long corridor of the castle.

The plump maid wore a blue one-piece dress, ruffled apron tied into a bow behind the waist, and florals were dotted at the neck and wrists.

She has a very good figure and looks at her well-proportioned curves from the perspective of the witcher. This posture reminds Roy of Rita Need. Although she often contacts her through the Milestone in the wilderness, she has not dated her for a while since she left Vigima.

I didn't realize it and I missed it.

"Little devil!" The bald man's dull voice woke him up from his thoughts, "A month has passed since the incident, can we find clues?"

"I probably can't..." Roy rubbed his ribs, "Maybe you can."

This is why he wanted to call Resso. The witch hunter's senses can make him notice clues that ordinary people, even hounds with keen sense of smell, cannot be discovered. If some places with few people and little influence from the outside world, they can even dig out suspicious traces from a year ago.

...

The two followed the maid to the main banquet hall on the second floor, which was the venue for the celebration dinner a month ago.

The bright lights gathered the gorgeous square table in the center of the hall into neatly tidy seats, and the empty dance floor was illuminated, so clean that there was almost no dust.

Roy observed roughly, "Ms. Sylvia, you have to clean up this place several times every day, right?"

The maid looked haggard and looked a little distracted. She was stunned for several seconds before she replied slowly, "Madame Lu Yisha is extremely particular about the living environment and requires absolute cleanliness and hygiene. After giving birth to Miss Anes, the lady could not stand the slightest filth, otherwise she would not have the appetite to eat."

“So we clean the restaurant every morning, noon and evening.”

"Three times a day? Madame Luyisha probably has a cleanliness habit." Roy thought to himself, "Even if there are clues in frequent cleaning, it will be gone." He rubbed his temples, but he could not let Baron La Valerdi's mansion not be cleaned for a month, which is understandable.

Resso was a little disgusted.

For a witch hunter like him who spends many years sleeping in the wild and does not take a bath for ten days and half a month, any cleaning work is a waste of time. "It's all about personal hygiene, so that's a nonsense."

"Silvia, please take the list of guests for that banquet. Let's search the hall first..."

The maid lowered her head and was stunned for a moment. She remembered the baron's order and then left.

The two witch hunters exchanged glances and walked towards both ends of the hall.

After turning on the senses of the witch hunter, a strange light lit up in the eyes of the bald man, as if the pupils of a wolf in the dark night swept across, as his amber pupils flashed, shallow and messy footprints appeared on the ground, marks of the broom and mop dragging, and the armrests of the seat and the surrounding pillars vaguely outlined the mark of the rag's pressure.

In the air in the hall, circles of colorful "ripped ribbons" formed by smell appeared. Resor gently brushed his fingers across the table and chairs, approached the "ripped ribbons", and his nose moved.

"Let me see what the Baron ate yesterday?"

"Apple pie, bread, grilled sausage, wine Bresch, blueberry cod...smoked pork? Well...smoked pork smells, very familiar...where have you smelled it?" Resor carefully identified the familiar and complex spice smell, and then thought of the signature dish of the Chicken Cage Tavern, "The Baron's family is also a regular visitor to Old Patton?"

...

Roy stood on the other side of the restaurant, leaning against a pillar, wrapping his hands around his chest, quietly observing every corner of the hall, where the lights were not shining, and his eyes changed.

After a long time, he came to the edge of the flower window, and leaned out of the windowsill and looked down from outside. The exterior wall of the castle was made of neat marble. Although it was old, it was still smooth and flat when maintained, with almost no starting point. A clear water ditch that was artificially dug around the castle appeared about twenty meters down the wall.

The sun is shining brightly, making the ditch sparkle, which is very beautiful.

"I bet that the maids have changed the restaurant inside and out at least twice," Resor did not know when he came to Roy. "They had no sense of retaining evidence. Apart from the smell of last night's overnight dinner and today's breakfast, the restaurant was left with only the ladies' footprints, the rags, mops, and brooms cleaning...."

Resor sighed,

"You, little devil, have you noticed?"

The young witch hunter shook his head, "I guess there is no good thing in this main banquet hall, but it is not completely rewarding... Until now, I have been studying the structure and terrain of the castle. How did the murderer come in and how did he leave?"

"Anyway, it is unlikely that it was turned into these windows, with many people and eyes..." Resou looked out the window, and the castle exterior wall was straight downward. He was powerless with the skills of the witch hunter. "If you escape from the window and jump into the ditch, it will inevitably cause huge movement and arouse the soldiers' alert..."

On the outside of the Qingshui ditch, more than a dozen fully armed soldiers were standing guard.

In addition, according to Roy's observation, the patrol soldiers on the first floor of the castle were denser and there was almost no blind spot area. The witch hunter at the main entrance of the castle had also seen it. Without the Baron's invitation letter, it could not enter at all.

"Assuming the murderer was not Amos, it was most likely from the inside of the castle: the baron's servants, or mixed with the guests who were invited by the baron that night..."

"That guy knows quite well about the situation of the castle..." Roy further analyzed, "only he can deal with Amos quickly and concealably..."

...

"Two masters, this is the list you want..." The maid Sylvia handed the witch hunter a piece of velvet paper with gold edges. Roy browsed it roughly, and there were about twenty names. "Elvis, Auston..."

"A total of twenty-four guests came that night..." Sylvia explained thoughtfully, "There are twelve baron merchants, the confidants of the five masters, the relatives of the six masters and their wives... and one..." Sylvia came to the witch hunter and looked at the name of the first row of the list, "Testav... This is an adult from Vigima, a close friend of the master..."

The witch hunter smelled the faint fragrance of Sylvia's body, and a trace of doubt flashed through Dark Gold's pupils, and then the corners of his mouth twitched, "Testav...this name..."

"Two masters know him?" Sylvia blinked her big round eyes and said curiously,

"I have seen each other, and I have to say that the relationship between Mr. Teletustra and Baron Baron is really 'kind'..." Roy said meaningfully. "Ahem...get back to the point, Ms. Sylvia, Baron Baron trusts you so much and sends you to assist in the investigation. I believe you know something about the guests on this list?"

Sylvia crossed her fingers in her lower abdomen and nodded solemnly.

"How are they getting along with Master Arian?" Resault interjected, "Based on your understanding and inference, are there any relationships that are particularly close or not very harmonious..."

After hearing this, Sylvia replied without thinking, "I know this. Since the birth of Young Master Arian, I have been by his side, watching the Young Master grow to thirteen years old..."

The maid's round face showed a hint of maternal glory, "Silvia can guarantee that the young master is an upright, brave and kind person. He is as dazzling as the sun. He dreams of becoming a knight with noble character and has always followed the knight's dogma. He is gentle and friendly to anyone, let alone the guests on the list, even the servants in the castle, the people of La Varedi outside the castle like him very much, without any rift."

"What about the children of these guests? Is there any conflict between those playmates who are about the same age as Master Arian?" The bald man asked further.

Sylvia shook her head decisively.

"Are you sure?" The witch hunter became a little suspicious of her firm attitude.

"To be honest, Sylvia has been serving the La Valerdi family since her grandmother's generation and has always been responsible for nurturing the family's offspring... I raised Mr. Arian..."

The witch hunter knew it, and it was no wonder that Sylvia made such a statement. She probably regarded Arian as her son.

Basically all nobles and wealthy people will hire professional mothers to take care of their newborns. On the one hand, the child's biological mother and noble ladies cannot bear the sin. On the other hand, this is also a custom that demonstrates identity.

"Then Ms. Sylvia..." The demon hunter closed the list and pondered for a moment, "Please take us to the side hall to see... the room where the Sea Scorpion acrobatics team was resting, and the bedroom where the Young Master Arian disappeared... Let's go to the Sea Scorpion's room first."

Sylvia nodded, but before turning around, he begged sincerely, "Two masters, please be sure to catch the real murderer and wake up Master Arian, Master Arian... He has always admired the witch hunter..."

"What do you mean?" Resor and Roy both looked strange. In their impression, it is already rare for aristocratic children to not discriminate against "mutants". How can they start worship?

"Young master couldn't sleep when he was a child..." Sylvia pursed her red lips, and a trace of memories flashed in her clear eyes. "I just like to hear me tell him the stories of the witch hunters, especially the stories of the witch hunters White Wolf, Lunfuri and her bandits... He was particularly envious of the white Wolf's swordsmanship..."

"That guy Geralt is so famous?" The two witch hunters felt complicated after hearing this, and then comforted, "Ms. Sylvia, please believe in the credibility of the Snake Sect's witch hunter. Since we have accepted the Baron's commission, we will definitely do our best to save Master Arian."

"The most important thing is to save the sea scorpion..." Roy added in his heart.

"Let's lead the way now. There's not much time left, we have to hurry up!"
Chapter completed!