When Roland left Aldo's manor, he had a bronze badge in his hand. Aldo also reminded him again and again that he had to report to the Magic Tower as soon as possible to join the guild.
Roland didn't go to the Magic Tower directly. Instead, he returned to the Lamb Girl Hotel and took a rest.
Although the players didn't need to sleep, they would still feel tired after working for a long time. However, their stamina recovered quickly, and they could usually recover after twenty minutes of rest.
While he was considering all kinds of questions, someone knocked on the door.
He opened the door, only to find that it was a woman. Recalling carefully, he realized that the woman was the one he met in the Gray Sand Village. The freckles on her face were very easy to recognize.
The woman was standing outside the door. She was rather nervous to see Roland.
"What can I do for you?" Roland observed the woman for a while and asked.
The woman was silent for a while, before she summoned her courage and said, "Lisa is my sister. I didn't know what happened to her until I came home yesterday. I'm very grateful that you saved her. "
After she finished speaking, she bowed to Roland in a serious manner.
Then, she continued, "But we're poor and can't afford two gold coins. The only thing that's valuable is my body. So, I'd like to serve you for a while as a reward. Is that okay? "
Looking at the woman's hopeful face, Roland shook his head. "That's unnecessary. You're too kind. Also, the person who really saved her wasn't me, but another companion of mine named Betta. Maybe … he'll accept your gift. "
In Roland's eyes, Betta was still a fledgling, which could be seen from his usual behavior. It wouldn't be a bad idea to let him learn how to get along with girls and how to fight them so that he could find a girlfriend or a wife in the future.
After hearing what Roland said, the woman was a little stunned, and then she looked a little bitter.
Seeing that, Roland comforted her. "Don't worry. We won't ask you to pay us back. Is there anything else?"
The woman shook her head.
Roland closed the door softly.
Looking at the closed gray door, the woman turned around and walked back in disappointment.
In fact, she had already said the same thing to the handsome young man who seemed to be a noble before she came. Then, the young man was rather shy but firmly refused her.
Then, she came here to try her luck.
She was indeed very grateful to these two sirs for saving her sister, but in her heart, she felt that this was also an opportunity. If she became the woman of one of the sirs, even if it was not for a long time, the benefits she would receive should be ten times or even a hundred times better than her selling her body in the gray sand.
But both of them had rejected her.
It seemed that he really wasn't beautiful. The two of them weren't interested in him at all.
The freckled woman walked down the stairs, and a group of sisters greeted her. Seeing her expression, they knew the result and comforted her.
The freckled woman smiled gratefully, but she felt even more bitter in her heart. She could tell that this group of sisters did not sincerely want to comfort her. On the surface, they all had a sympathetic look on their faces, but underneath their eyes, there was a mocking look of schadenfreude.
Everyone was the same kind of person, so they knew each other very well.
But the more she thought about it, the sweeter the smile on her face became, and she even felt touched.
As brothels, it was important for them to maintain a semblance of sisterhood.
After resting for a dozen minutes in the room, Roland began to practice Language Proficiency again. The spell had too many nodes and couldn't have only one effect. Even Inferior Fireball could play tricks with thirty nodes, so Language Proficiency, which had more than a hundred nodes, must have other derivative functions.
Then, he tried the nodes one by one and recorded them on the memo. About two hours later, he rubbed his dizzy head and left the hotel for the woods outside of the city.
Relying on his memory, Roland found the drag mark in the woods again. Fortunately, the scene was not destroyed by anybody else. He circled around the scene and recorded the video, before he searched for possible clues in the scene.
But in the end, nothing was found.
There was no blood, no rags, and no white protein.
If this were the scene of a prime murder, blood should've spurted out of the girl's wound. But there was nothing, which was too strange.
Then, he followed the drag mark and came to the cave again.
After a day, the stench of decay was even stronger. The gap was not blocked. Judging from the footprints, it was only Roland's and Betta's. It seemed that nobody had been here.
Covering his nose, Roland took a few more photos of the body in the cave. Then, he summoned two Hands of Magic to dig and seal the cave.
"Rest in peace. I'll find a way to avenge you. "
Roland said casually.
Returning to the city from the scene, Roland found Betta.
The boy sat on a high ground and looked down at a small house.
Roland walked to him and asked, "What's the situation?"
"The girl has woken up." Betta looked rather awful. "Just like Brother Roland said, she didn't see the murderer's face, because he attacked her from behind and even threatened to kill her if she dared to turn her head. She dared not resist, but she was scared. She could only close her eyes and let the murderer do whatever he wanted. But in the end, the murderer still wanted to kill her. She said that before she passed out, she felt that her chest was cold. It must've been an iron weapon. "
But hearing that, Roland's eyes glittered. "An ice sword!"
Betta was stunned for a moment, then he realized something. "That's right, there was no blood at the scene! Also, there wasn't much blood at the place where the body was dumped. I've been wondering how the murderer did it. I thought of many possibilities, but I didn't think of such a method. Brother Roland, you're so smart! "
If it was a magic ice sword, it made sense that there was no blood at the scene.
Roland chuckled. "Of course. After all, I've watched three hundred episodes of Detective Conan."
Betta couldn't help but laugh for a while. Then he frowned. "But there's no liquid left by the murderer. How do you explain that?"
In fact, Roland already had a guess, but it was too disgusting and perverted. Betta was still young, so Roland didn't want to speak of the possibility.
So, he changed the topic and said, "Not long ago, I went to see Aldo, the deputy chairman."
"Oh, you're planning to join the Guild of Magic?"
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