I loudly pointed at the little woman who was currently sobbing in the auntie's arms. The other villagers in the room all had expressions of shock and disbelief. In their minds, this young couple had just gotten married not too long ago, and they were always so attached to each other that their relationship couldn't be any better.
The one who was the most heartbroken about Jack's sudden death was Rose. She had already fainted from crying several times. How could she possibly have done it?
"The evidence is the cause of Jack's death. The knife wound on his neck wasn't a true fatal wound, and the bruised handprint on his neck wasn't either. His ashen complexion was the key. He was poisoned to death! The handprint on his neck was only an act of him wanting to breathe in his desperation. The open door and the missing necklace were only fakes to disguise himself as a bandit. "
"Evidence? The evidence is this half-filled bottle of poison that we found in your backyard! Rose, do you dare to show me your cutlery? There must still be some poison left on it. Don't tell me that all the dishes are broken! "
It was obvious that my reasoning wasn't very logical. However, Rose wasn't a rich girl who had received an elite education. She was just a village girl who had never seen the world before. When I suddenly shouted at her and waved the medicine bottle in front of her, she immediately panicked and let the cat out of the bag.
"… I didn't do it on purpose. I just wanted to scare him. Who told him to use my dowry to gamble? Our family can't even afford to eat anymore … Wahhh, who knew that rat poison would actually kill him."
Alright then, the cause of pitiful Mr. Jack's death was also discovered. It was actually rat poison that was necessary for murder.
"Even if he lost all of my dowry, he … he actually cheated on me, with Carl from the jewelry store next door. Heehee, Jack actually cheated on me with Carl for three years, and he only married me to cover it up. That's why I made it so that he would never be able to see him again. "
Alright then, Carl seemed to be a male's name. It would seem that Jack's tastes were rather unique. However, I looked at Rose, who was crying and laughing at the same time. She was so angry that she was gritting her teeth and laughing at the end. Her smile was obviously hysterical. While I sighed at how much information I had just received, I also had other thoughts.
"It seems that for Comrade Jack, the same sex is true love, and heterosexuality is just instinct. How can people of different genders fall in love … See, he just died after less than three months of heterosexuality."
But for us, who were just outsiders, this was enough. The rest would be left to the locals to solve. Still, I was quite proud of the fact that we were able to complete the task of finding the murderer so quickly.
"Solving the case miraculously in two hours. From today onwards, please call me Detective Rolo!"
"… Who doesn't know that this woman is the murderer? You're the only one wasting time looking for evidence. You're having so much fun. "
On the other side of the wooden table, the smaller Feline Thief was fiddling with the cat ears on her head with a displeased look on her face. Her yellowish-brown cat tail was also drooping weakly. It seemed that the new Feline Thief, Heloise, was still very unhappy with her new identity and equipment.
"Nonsense! I've watched more than three hundred episodes of Detective Conan and Kindaichi's methods. I know at least two thousand ways to kill people and their motives. That's not something you guys can easily see through. Hmph, the wisdom of mortals. "
"… You seem to have forgotten that I was the one who taught you undead magic. The dead man's resentment is all wrapped around that woman. Even if you don't use a soul-summoning spell, his remnant soul is constantly screaming in the room. It's obvious. Remember to perform an exorcism ritual later. Otherwise, a resentful spirit might appear. "
You could do this? I was so astonished that I opened my mouth wide. I had forgotten about this trick. It seemed that being a detective in the magical world wasn't easy at all. Undead mages would definitely be able to solve murder cases if they worked as police. They were truly fierce at stealing jobs. However, the others continued to attack my confidence as a famous detective.
"… There's still the smell of poison on the dead man's lips. There's also the smell of poison on that woman's hands. The smell is quite fresh. It should have been done about two hours ago. "
The great Druil had a bitter smile on his face as he rubbed his nose. However, I could see the pride hidden under his seemingly calm expression. As a Druil who specialized in transformations, the strength of a bear, the speed of a leopard, and the nose of a dog were all child's play in front of him. He was playing with the strength of a SemiDragon, the speed of a griffin, and the sense of smell of a shadow wolf. He would be able to detect poison of this level with just a simple sniff.
And when I looked at the eager Kolos … I didn't say anything else and immediately turned around. How could I not know? As a judge who specialized in judgment, as well as a high-level priest of the God of Law, sinners would have nowhere to hide in front of her. She probably wouldn't even need to use any Divine Arts like lie detection. A simple judgement spell would be enough to solve all problems.
"Your Highness, Little Feather told me that she saw the entire process of that woman poisoning the dead man. Beifeng and his wives strongly condemn such a vile act. "
If it wasn't for the fact that Little Feather was a sparrow, even a sparrow could have a harem. Beifeng's simple and honest smile was quite deceptive. But as far as I was concerned, Yawen and Cohen were probably the only ones in my team who didn't know what was going on. After all, they were cannon fodder with useless intelligence — I mean, melee job classes.
"… Do you think that lies will be effective in front of a true dragon?" Little Red casually added insult to injury.
"Your Highness, our daily training includes simple criminal investigation like this. We dark elves also have a certain amount of research on poisons. It was quite clear from the moment we saw the corpse."
Yawen, who was always honest, seemed to be in a difficult position when she saw how depressed I was. However, she wouldn't lie to me.
My youngest disciple Cohen didn't say anything. Instead, he kept nodding in agreement with my inference. But as a poor farmer's child, as well as a strange Knight whose intelligence was more than twice his strength, he noticed the half-empty bottle of pesticide the moment he entered the room and noticed all the clues.
Still, I had to give face to my master. As for me, this lame fake expression of amazement and excessive nodding of approval was the best way to add insult to injury. It made me feel even more ashamed.
"Magic and whatnot are so annoying! It's the unorthodox path to directly flip to the end of a detective novel to find out the true culprit. Famous detectives never need any magic! All we need is sharp observation skills and imagination. Can't you just use the evidence and clues to make logical deductions and slowly force the culprit into a corner? "
Everyone had astonished expressions of "Don't we already have magic and Divine Arts? Why do we need to go through so much trouble?" This made me feel even more embarrassed. It turned out that my reasoning from the very beginning had been unnecessary. And so, my urge to cry transformed into action.
"… I hate this unscientific world the most! How are famous detectives supposed to survive like this? You unorthodox path people who only read guides when playing detective games! "
The mayor of Buga Town, Old Bob, finally relaxed as he watched the villagers take Roth away. But no matter how chaotic the situation was, Buga Town's rarely seen murder case had been solved, which was truly worthy of celebration. As for the mage team leader who was currently drawing circles in the corner … cough, mages were a rather special job class. This was probably some sort of special celebration ceremony, so Bob wisely pretended not to see anything.
"Goose-rice tofu. I came from the Great Tang of the Midlands to the Western Paradise to pray to Buddha. These are my three disciples and my mount. The one with the dragon head is a black dragon horse. He just learned how to walk on his own, so he doesn't allow anyone to ride him during his rebellious phase. The dark-skinned elf is my third disciple, Monk Sand. The one with the aquiline nose is a muscular man, and he's Zhu Wuneng who can transform into a pig. My first disciple … Heloise, can you transform into a monkey? Damn it, you actually bit me! "
From the moment Roth introduced himself, the old village head felt that this venerable mage seemed to have been hit in the head by a meteor. Roth's imagination was especially wild.
Roth didn't understand what Roth was saying at all, and it seemed like he didn't even hear what Roth said at all. But it seemed that one couldn't judge a book by its cover. The rumor that the crazier a mage was, the more powerful they would be was actually true. Roth had just hired Roth not too long ago, and the case had already been solved in less than two hours.
It was already quite strange for a murder case to occur in a town that had always been peaceful. Roth also felt a lot of pressure and stares when he hired new adventurers to investigate the murder case. Especially since the members of this adventuring team were all very strange. There were beastmen, half-dragons, elves, Druil, and even humans. They were all very strange and unreliable.
But now, the facts proved that he had made the right choice. Both the witness and the evidence were present, and the criminal had honestly confessed. Naturally, this was an ironclad case that could be explained to the villagers. Roth was quite pleased with his own judgment, and couldn't help but thank the adventuring team members.
By the time Roland recovered from his depression, the fifteen silver coins he earned from solving this case had already been used to pay for today's sumptuous dinner and two weeks' worth of hotel fees. Although it still wasn't much, this was already the largest amount of money he had earned in the past month.
Unlike epics and legends, real adventuring teams were like this. This was especially true for ordinary adventurers in the relatively peaceful central plains. They would spend most of their time running errands like helping Charlie's family find a dog or helping young Rydley deliver a love letter. Rather than calling them adventurers, it would be more accurate to say that they were a group of hired temporary workers.
Some people became adventurers in order to have an exciting life as an adventurer. However, it was actually quite rare for a Dragonslayer Quest to slay demons, and it also had a high requirement on strength. Top-level adventuring teams that had the ability to complete such a quest would have to consider whether it would be worthwhile to invest and obtain such a high difficulty Dragonslayer Quest.
For the Lagraz Kingdom, which had been peaceful for so many years, even a group of goblins appearing on its borders would be a major threat. Even the royal Knight squadron would fight to farm some Honor and military achievements, so the adventurers in the Lagraz Kingdom were even more unsightly. Any mercenary or adventurer with even the slightest bit of ambition would consider going to another country to make a living.
Of course, if the adventurers and mercenaries were in an area where the flames of war never stopped, the adventurers and mercenaries there were even stronger than the military. Adventurers would grow by fighting against monsters every day, and some would even dare to accept combat quests. There were even quite a few mercenary kings who became true kings.
Just relying on commission would obviously be insufficient. Most of the adventurers' income still depended on the spoils of war from quests. There were quite a few adventurers who would steal from their enemies and eat their employers. That was why adventurers and mercenaries didn't have a good reputation. This was especially true for new adventuring teams that didn't have a good reputation.
That was why most adventuring teams would try to accumulate their own reputation and reputation. Even slightly higher-level quests would have requirements on the adventuring team's level and reputation. Not just anyone would be able to accept such quests.
Old Bob had chosen the Silver Coin adventuring team, which had no reputation at all, because this type of murder case between farmers was destined to have very little profit. The small town would also be able to offer pitifully little commission. Large mercenary groups and veteran adventurers wouldn't even be interested in such a thing, which was why he had this group of youngsters try it out. He never expected that the case would be solved so quickly, which was quite a pleasant surprise.
As for me, choosing this small border town near the Bardi Empire was the result of careful consideration.
This town was surrounded by mountains, and the Eloin Mountain Range stretched for several thousand kilometers. Every week, there would be mountain dwellers coming out of the mountains to explore the world. Becoming an adventurer who could earn a living just by working hard was obviously a good job. That was why it was relatively easy to verify adventurers' identities here. It was impossible for the government officials to enter the mountains to verify their identities. It was also quite common for adventurers to form teams from the same hometown. However, there weren't many adventurers who would choose to stay in a peaceful town where there wasn't much profit to be made.
As for the Silver Coin adventuring team, a large number of new people meant that it would be easy to create fake identities. The small number of permanent residents meant that the management wouldn't be strict, but it would save a lot of trouble. The Silver Coin adventuring team could stay in this small town for a while and learn to imitate the locals' accent. This would also make it easier for them to do business in the nearby countries.
As for me, that Myth-ranked Quest would only be activated in the Mage Country's Cloud Tower. It was obvious that it was an important Quest. However, I didn't intend to go there directly. I wouldn't feel at ease if I didn't go to the Bardi Empire to take a look at the legendary Dimensional Door to the Undead Planes. In order to make a more accurate judgment, I would need to sneak in and take a look for myself.
Originally, I had intended to sneak into the Bardi Empire directly. However, the Bardi Empire's strict management system for adventurers and mage registration would obviously be quite troublesome. It would be quite troublesome if the Undead Emperors and the Bardi Empire's officials surrounded and attacked me. That was why I chose to take a roundabout route to save the Bardi Empire.
The Lagraz Kingdom wasn't a particularly powerful kingdom. However, due to the royal families of the two kingdoms being related, the Lagraz Kingdom had a good relationship with the neighboring Bardi Empire. The citizens of the two kingdoms often interacted with each other. Although this small town wasn't exactly prosperous, it wasn't far from the main road leading to the Bardi Empire. The government's tolls and hotels were far too expensive. Many veteran merchants would rest in small shops or residences far away in order to get a bargain.
My plan was quite simple. Since there were merchants here, there would naturally be plenty of opportunities to recruit guards. I would wait until I met a wealthy merchant from the Bardi Empire who had a strong enough status, find a suitable opportunity, and show off my power to sneak in.
The stronger the Dimensional Door, the larger it would be. The moment it was activated, the more obvious the elemental fluctuations would be. It would be impossible to hide it. Perhaps I would be able to accomplish my goal of scouting by simply following the merchant.
"But waiting is so boring. I've already made my neighbor, Catherine, look for a kitten six times. How about I make a cat meat hotpot, or send Heloise over to appease this silly naughty child who feeds her cat bones and lollipops every day?"
Since the situation in the Northlands was progressing well, and I wasn't in a rush for time, I enjoyed my time here as if I were on vacation.
Of course, since this adventuring group consisted of far too many different species, it was far more wasteful to spend money than to earn money. In the end, the villagers viewed my adventuring group as a second-rate mage from a wealthy family who had bodyguards (the muscular Eaglestorm), concubines (the elves), and pets (a certain cat girl was still tearing at them). This was completely understandable.
Several weeks had already passed. Little Red had finished off the last of the town's alcohol supply, and all the quests that had been posted in the town had been completed over and over again. However, I still hadn't met any suitable opportunities or merchants. However, the other person I had promised to meet with came looking for me.
"Lilith? Why are you here so quickly, Amelia? "
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