The obese middle-aged woman was kicked in the stomach, but fortunately, there was a lot of fat on her belly, and although the force of the boss's lower leg was heavy and she woke up screaming in pain, she didn't actually suffer much damage.
"Who kicked …" The obese woman rubbed her stomach and cursed, but when she looked up and saw her boss, she was startled and immediately jumped out of bed.
Because she was sleeping, she was dressed very thinly, but neither Roland nor the boss of the compound had any sexual thoughts when they saw her, and they even felt a little nauseous.
After all, overlapping layers of fat jumping up and down in front of one's eyes was really not aesthetic at all.
"Boss, why are you here?"
The woman's expression was a little apprehensive, but also a little ingratiating.
"This Mr. Mage has something to ask you." The boss of the compound pointed to Roland.
The woman looked at Roland and immediately lowered her head again. Even the boss was wary of a spellcaster, so she naturally didn't dare to have any bad attitudes.
"Where did you get these clothes from?" Roland picked up the silk gown again and dangled it in front of the woman. "I believe this is definitely not something you can afford."
When the obese woman saw the silk gown in Roland's hand, her expression changed drastically, and she jumped up and lunged at Roland while shouting, "That's mine, mine, give it back to me!"
But just as she jumped up, she was pressed down again by two blue Hands of Magic, and she couldn't move.
The boss swallowed as he looked at the two huge blue translucent hands.
And the obese woman, who was pressed to the ground, finally came to her senses at this point. She was facing a spellcaster. In the stories of the commoners, spellcasters were very scary. They would often turn people into frogs or mice, then dry them and grind them into magic potions. They also heard that the effects of magic potions made from humans were much better than ordinary magic.
In short … the image of spellcasters among the civilians was extremely frightening.
"Answer me, where did you get it?" Roland asked.
Roland didn't have much of a negative expression, not fierce at all, but this calm appearance, in the eyes of the frightened woman, was also the calm before the storm.
She trembled and stammered, "By the river behind East Street."
"Tell me in detail how you found this piece of clothing."
Fearing that Roland would really get angry, the fat woman immediately told him what had happened.
It turned out that it was yesterday morning. Early in the morning, after receiving a few old men who didn't have much money, she went to the river behind the street to wash her body.
At that time, it was dawn and there was no one by the riverside. When she came to the riverside, she found that there seemed to be a faint flicker of light on the grass by the beach. Then, when she walked over, she found the clothes.
Although she was a commoner, she was a woman. She had an innate concept of whether clothes were good or not.
She carefully folded the dress on the spot and put it inside her clothes … She was fat, so she stuffed a folded, thin silk dress into her clothes. No one would be able to tell that she was hiding something from the outside.
Then, in this way, she took the clothes back to her little room.
Today, she tried to wear it but found that her body was too big for her. Feeling depressed, she threw it on the chair and went to sleep.
But he didn't expect that Roland's magic spider would accidentally encounter it.
"This thing doesn't belong to you. I'm taking it with me," Roland said lightly.
"I picked it up … Sir, you can't do this." The fat woman made a final struggle. "Please give it back to me."
Roland was about to go out when he heard her words. He turned around and smiled. "You should be glad that I was the one who found this dress. If it had been discovered by someone else, such as Antis of the city guard, you would be in prison now, receiving cruel torture. "
The fat woman was frightened and didn't dare to cry again.
Roland said to the owner of the compound, "If you're smart, you'd better forget about this, or else the consequences …"
The owner of the compound was pale. Although he was rich, he was only a businessman. Even if he had a noble family behind him, it was impossible for him to go against a Mage for him.
Hearing this, he nodded vigorously.
Roland put the dress in his Backpack and left the rather odd-smelling brothel compound.
As he walked, he removed the two magic spiders.
Now that the clue to the quest had been obtained, staying any longer would only slowly consume his magic power.
Walking down the street, Roland opened the quest system.
Side quest completed: "Clues to the Queen."
Character EXP gained: 221.
Side quest accepted: "Find the next clue."
Roland came to the river in the city not far behind the brothel compound.
According to what the fat woman had just said, she had found the silk dress around here.
Roland stood on the grass by the river and subconsciously pinched his nose.
In the entire capital area, including the suburban towns and villages, there were about two million people living on this land.
And within the walls of the capital, there were nearly half a million people.
The waste water of half a million people was discharged into this river that passed through the capital.
Now there were many blobs of yellow and white stuff floating on the surface of the river.
The river was very, very smelly, and at this moment, there were many untouchables on the riverside, carrying the "golden liquid" of their masters and dumbly pouring it into the river.
Roland stayed nearby for a while and couldn't stand it anymore, so he dropped the two magic spiders and ran away.
He was now glad that he had derived Detection spells early on.
Otherwise, if he had to search around this river on his own, he would probably have to give up in less than half an hour and then delete the quest.
If the quest was gone, he could trigger something else, but for him, a modern person who loved cleanliness, to work in such a stinky environment, he really couldn't stand it.
It was fine to say that he was spoiled or had no willpower, but he wasn't going to do it.
It wasn't like it was a matter of life and death.
He retreated to the vicinity of East Main Street and let the two magic spiders search nearby, while he found a tavern and sat down.
The tavern was quite noisy, but after he went in and sat down, it was much quieter.
After ordering a glass of fruit wine, Roland began to think about the queen this time.
There were still too few clues right now. He didn't know that the queen had been captured by a Mage and then found a piece of clothing related to her.
The appearance of the clothing by the river represented many possibilities.
For example, the queen had appeared by the river, or something bad had happened there. It was also possible that this was a diversion tactic by the murderer, deliberately dropping a piece of clothing to lure people toward the river while he escaped with the queen somewhere else.
But these were just guesses and not accurate. However, there was one thing that Roland was at least certain of.
The queen's figure was very good.
The waist of the silk dress was very narrow, and the silk at the chest had two lumps that stretched slightly outward in an arc … This was clearly a sign that it had been stretched out.
I'm as meticulous as a hair, and I do have the talent to be a detective.
Roland was somewhat smug.
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