"Anyway, she is me - a one-sided old acquaintance. If you can help, please help me, by the way..." Roy remembered another thing. Trisse, like Coral, was also a victim of the Soden Mountain Battle. Although she survived tenaciously from the battlefield, her body and mind suffered heavy damage.

It hasn't healed for many years.

"Find an opportunity to remind her? But she is not coral, and she can't spoil me. She won't believe me pretending to be a ghost... I will do this then."

The Knights of the White Rose and the Witch Hunter's purpose does not conflict. But Roy tried not to expose his actions against advanced vampires.

Who knows if that thing will have other companions, and then "receive" to come to settle the score with me in the future.

...

In the sycamore forest.

Fritz, who had a few acne on his face, looked at the high sun, his cheeks wrinkled like bitter gourd, and his left hand was futilely blocking the sunlight - the dazzling sunlight made him dizzy and his abdomen swelled like a bucket.

He rubbed his stomach in embarrassment.

Immediately afterwards, a continuous gurgling of intestinal rumbling made his face flush.

Especially when the beautiful lady looked over here.

Ou, my God, I am a beautiful lady like a fairy, making a fool of myself in front of my dream lover. Is it God’s punishment for me to be greedy?!

"Oh, why did you eat that steak last night?!"

He wanted to dig a crack in the ground and drill in.

"Fritz, you really can't stand it. Go and solve your personal problems first!" The leading Cleveland Cavalier smiled gently at him, and patted his shoulder with a thick and powerful palm, "We'll watch here."

"Everyone has such a day. For the honor of Bai Rose, be more open-minded!"

"Go, Fritz!"

"What's the shame of your big man?"

"I'll choose a tree for you? Just click it directly!"

A group of colleagues immediately responded with kindness and "mockery".

"Oh, then thank you, boss!"

The sorcerer's eyes seemed to be on his back.

The young White Rose Knight hurriedly covered his stomach and rushed into the woods at a speed of 100 meters.

Before the volcano in your body was about to erupt, you found a big tree and squat down!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sound of cannons shook the sky! It poured thousands of miles away!

He narrowed his eyes comfortably, his mouth bent slightly, and he let out a satisfying moan, and his cheeks flushed with a happy blush.

He was extremely happy, floating in the air, and there seemed to be hallucinations in front of him. A graceful and lively yellow butterfly spirit flew past, and staged a beautiful dance from left to right.

He was drunk, with a smile on his lips, and his expression stiffly sat backwards, sitting on the warm and stinky beach.

"Hey... man... I didn't mean it... but men always have to have such a trial, well, it's better than trash pits." A male voice full of apology rang, "Let's talk about the progress of the investigation, what clues have you found about the five dead and murderers?"

"Five...the five dead are all young..." Fritz replied rigidly and mechanically, "Three men and two women, ages from fifteen to eighteen... from five different villages...the death time is day and night,"

"They... have simple interpersonal relationships and have never formed a deep hatred with anyone... and ruled out the possibility of vendetta."

Fritz continued, "The five dead were extremely tragic, and they were torn into pieces by something."

This can perfectly cover up the symptoms of excessive blood loss.

"After the wound analysis, the forensic doctor ruled out the possibility of wild animals such as wild dogs, grizzlies, and leopards."

"The sheriff believes that the murderer may be a ghoul or a sinister..."

Roy shook his head. These two monsters would not tear people apart, they would only bite people into crippling.

"But consultant Triss found that the deceased had one thing in common... never had sexual experience. This should be the criterion for the murderer to choose the target."

"That's how the high-level vampire is really a pervert who cares about it. Virgins and virgins, pure men and women, and the blood of fear after suffering." Roy complained, "The taste is different."

He covered up the ominous feeling in his heart. Those who are so particular are usually old antiques.

And the older the vampire is, the better.

"So the ogre with low IQ is ruled out..." Fritz paused, "Consultant Triss believes that the perpetrator is a cursed werewolf, hiding in a certain village, disguised as a normal human."

Roy shook his head again. The death of the victim was indeed very similar to the werewolf's crime.

However, the werewolf after the transformation will emit a strong body odor that is different from other wild animals... If the werewolf commits a crime, the scene will usually leave a smell, which will not last long, and it will not escape the nose of the witch hunter.

Butroy didn't notice it.

"We have searched all the twenty-five villages in the crime area, and no strangers have been in and out of the past month... In addition, Ms. Merligord used mind reading techniques on thirty-seven suspects."

"One of them eliminated the possibility of their crime."

This saved me a lot of effort.

Roy felt that this trip was worthwhile.

"We mobilized the villagers to search the five-mile area, but we couldn't find any clues."

"The investigation is temporarily in a bottleneck...Ms. Merligord believes there are clues left on the scene, so we return to the search and patrol by the way."

"Have you found this thing?" Roy suddenly took out the cave fluorescent mushrooms found in the previous place from his arms.

"There is... Lord Cleveland, I found this mushroom, but no one cared about it."

Such important clues are ignored.

Sure enough, the demon hunter has such a strict logic?

Roy shook his head, and his guess became clearer.

The high-level vampire was not hidden in the village, it had a great possibility to hide it-

"What are the plans for the Knights next?"

"Bait operation... According to our investigation, the frequency of the murderer commits crimes is nearly once a week, and the time is almost the next killing." Fritz told the story without resistance, "We have chosen the target, a sixteen-year-old knight apprentice, who was dispatched to lure the murderer to appear."

“When and where to act?”

"Tomorrow night at 8 o'clock, full moon night... five miles east of Hop Village, open space on the bank of the Curry River."

Roy's heart moved. He didn't believe that high-sucking is so easy to be fooled, otherwise the Queen of Night would have caught that guy long ago.

But tomorrow night, I have to join in the fun.

The complicated gesture of the five fingers of the left hand began to slowly cancel, and Roy apologized at him, "Okay, man, you have never seen me before, you will forget all the conversation between us. You only remember that you pulled it for too long just now, and you were exhausted and accidentally sat down... Uh... it took you 30 seconds to count down before you recovered your strength."

He looked at the ugly face with acne-faced face, a little unbearable, and quickly added,

"You used these thirty seconds to review your past life... Today's experience is a cruel trial, and only blood or stench can water the most beautiful roses. You don't feel shame, you are full of joy, because you have left the shackles of vanity and are further away from the true knight's honor!"

"You have grasped the essence of the Knight!"

After the words are finished.

The figure of the witch hunter instantly turned into bubbles and dissipated in the air.

Fritz, who was sitting on his own shit and urine, woke up and shook his head as if he was in a dream. He moved his nose, subconsciously touched his sticky butt with his right hand and reached in front of him.

Despite the foul smell.

But he smiled calmly, his eyes quickly went from confusion to firmness.

At this moment, all the timid, embarrassed, disgusted, and all the negative emotions left him.

He felt like he had won a tough challenge.

For yourself, there is nothing difficult in the world, and the road ahead is smooth.

"Fritz," he casually wiped the yellow and sticky dirty things on the thick bark of the sycamore tree, raised his pants with confidence, put on white steel armor, and strided towards the way he came.
Chapter completed!