"Your descendant was killed in the demon worship incident, too? Why didn't the Church report it? "Katrina asked in surprise.
Vampires were as "evil" as sorcerers. The Church could've made him the culprit of the incident, too.
Viscount Carendia shook the wine glass in his hand. "He was a descendant I left behind when I traveled to the Schachran Empire. He was an excellent noble. Therefore, after the Church confirmed that he was a vampire from his body, the nobles put pressure on the Church to keep it a secret in case the image of nobles was ruined. After all, the 'evil' sorcerers would take responsibility for everything."
"That explains a lot. Then, have you found any leads, Mr. Viscount?" Katrina nodded gently, dispelling the doubts in her heart. She asked expectantly, hoping that this vampire viscount, who had also found the cemetery, would have more clues.
Leaning against the trunk lazily, Viscount Carendia did not seem to care about his image at all. "Although I can sense the death of my descendant from a long distance away, I cannot confirm which descendant it was. So, by the time I gathered enough intelligence and came here, most of the valuable leads were already gone. Chances are that I didn't find as much as you did."
"Have you examined the body of the Knight? What sealed his bloodline power? " While asking, Katrina opened the tomb with magic, but she did not abandon the most basic wariness. Although he was an acquaintance, it did not mean that he was not dangerous.
"I'm indeed very good at identifying the traces on a body." Viscount Carendia shook his head as if Katrina had asked the right person. "But there has to be a body for me to examine."
Katrina was briefly stunned. "Are you saying that there is no body in the tomb?"
The tomb was opened, and the coffin slowly floated out under the power of magic. Then, the black cover was flipped aside, revealing the inside of the coffin that only a few pieces of noble clothes and an urn of ashes.
"If we can figure out that something is wrong with the body, how can the people who organized the demon worship party not think of it? According to the intelligence that I asked, although the nobles suppressed the incident, they dared not be careless because of the dual identities of vampires and demon worshippers. Therefore, they purged the body with fire before they buried it. "Basking in the light of the Silver Moon, Viscount Carendia's face was changing.
Double identity as a vampire and demon worshipper? This Knight seems to be a descendant of Viscount Carendia … Katrina thought to herself.
"I've investigated his family and found nothing suspicious. His closest friends are also nobles. Under the protection of the Knight and the red robe, it is unrealistic for us to investigate them one by one. We might as well sneak into the inquisition and look for the investigation records of the Church." Viscount Carendia smiled bitterly.
That's very similar to my 'plan'. Katrina secretly complained, "I can apply to the Congress for the help of senior-rank sorcerers."
You can ask your father for help. They should be powerful vampires at the Count or Duke level.
"This is my descendant. Until there is no real danger, as his' parent ', I have to find the murderer in person." Viscount Carendia said solemnly, which was rare for him.
Parent … Looking at Viscount Carendia's young and handsome face and his dazzling blond hair, Katrina suddenly felt that it was absurd. Those species with long lifespans were like the senior-rank sorcerers who had prolonged their lives and maintained their youth. If nothing went wrong, they would be able to see the grandsons of their grandsons' grandsons … It was unimaginable for her, who was only in her twenties.
"Recently, I've been investigating the sorcerers who died here and looking for the people he was in touch with. However, except for some people who saw him during part of the trades, nobody saw him during the adventures and missions. There's no telling who he was with. He must've hidden his face. I wonder, do you have any leads on that?" Viscount Carendia revealed the purpose of his appearance.
Katrina thought for a moment. She was alone in this place. Although she had Heidi's latest research, Calcate City, as the third largest city in the northern province, had a lot of people who were as strong as her. There were also a few radiant knights and red robes. It would be better to have one more helper. Therefore, she told Viscount Carendia the key points of the intelligence that she got from Yakov.
"Sir Duda. He is one of the nobles that my descendant often visited. It seems that he is indeed a suspect." Viscount Carendia spoke as if he were reciting a poem. The laziness on his face was gone, and his gold eyes were glittering.
More importantly, this Sir Duda was often mysterious, and he was one of the targets of Viscount Carendia's suspicions.
"So far, most of the leads have been cut off, but the few remaining leads all point to Sir Duda. Perhaps, we should find an opportunity to 'visit' him. Katrina, do you want to come with us?" Viscount Carendia called Katrina's name as if they were old friends.
Katrina said with a vague smile, "I was going to invite you too, Mr. Viscount, but Sir Duda has been living in a villa in the district of nobles, which is very close to Count Count Calcate's residence and the villa of the Knight. I'm afraid that we'll have to wait for another opportunity."
"He will leave the city sooner or later." Viscount Carendia drank up the wine and waved his right hand. The black cape on his back unfolded like a pair of bat wings. "I'll invite you when the time comes."
He seemed to have melted into the darkness and climbed nonstop, leaving chuckles and humorous remarks in the end. "He has a big shot behind him. Do we not? Perhaps they are even bigger and more perverted. Hehe …"
"More perverted …" Katrina subconsciously repeated. Then, she looked around and patted her chest. "I almost described my teacher as perverted like him. Thankfully, my teacher is not here …"
Time flew. While Yakov was both worried and expectant, he accepted the title of Knight and became Sir Yakov. He was given a manor outside of the city and a fief on the desert. So, he packed his stuff and led Anna and his subordinates to the manor.
"Sister Katrina, are you really not coming with us?" Anna's eyes were brimming with tears. She couldn't bear to part with her sister-like friend. After her mother passed away when she was little, she lacked the care of an older woman.
Yakov coughed and stammered, "As a matter of fact, Katrina, you need to find a place to live too. Hotels cost money."
Katrina shook her head with a smile. "Over the past few days, I've found a few partners who are going to explore the underground of the desert with me. So, I'll go with them. Thank you for your kindness. I'll visit you in the manor after the adventure is over. "
By then, it would probably be the official farewell.
"Sister Katrina, you've found new partners? Why didn't I know that? "Anna asked in confusion.
"You've been busy these days. How would you know?" Katrina and Layria were both patient and meticulous. That was why they distinguished themselves in the study of the properties of materials.
"In fact, with your qualifications, Sister Katrina, you don't need to acquire wealth at all. Too many people want to give it to you." Anna said half-jokingly.
Katrina smiled and rubbed her long blonde hair. "Although it's easy, it's not what I want. Only when I've truly mastered something that belongs to me will I be able to take it with confidence and go further."
She was tactfully rejecting Anna's hint with the attitude of arcana studies.
"Sister Katrina, you're so sophisticated …" Anna sniffed.
You haven't seen the real sophisticated things yet … Remembering the Evans Field Equation, the Lucien Equation, and the weird features of microscopic particles, Katrina had mixed feelings. It was the most cutting-edge field of arcana, but probably none of the arcanists had really understood it. Even her teacher said that he was often troubled and that whoever was not confused by the microscopic domain and quantum mechanics had never studied them.
Thinking about that, she suddenly felt that there was a deep chasm between herself and her friends. She could not fit into their lives, and they could not understand everything that she studied.
After seeing Yakov, Anna and the rest of them off, Katrina packed her stuff and checked out of the hotel, joining the crowd on the street.
As she walked, Katrina flipped her blonde hair and lowered her eyelids to cover her green eyes. Then, she hurriedly turned here and there in Calcate City, shuttling through the streets and alleys.
Just as she was trying to pass through an empty alley, a muscular man with a rough face and gray hair suddenly appeared in front of her. He chuckled and said, "You're very sharp, but it's not enough to get rid of us!
His nose twitched and he looked like a pervert. "The fragrance on your body betrayed you."
At this time, a burly man followed behind Katrina and blocked her escape route. "Madam, are you trying to tempt us by choosing this deserted street?"
"Why are you following me?" Katrina asked in a slightly 'shivering' voice.
"It's your fault for hanging out with them …" The muscular man in the front suddenly stopped and smiled. "Let's do it. We still have time to get intimate with the beautiful lady."
As soon as his voice fell, he saw Katrina raise her head. Her pair of dark green eyes were like the clearest lake in the forest, swaying, swaying, and captivating.
The muscular man behind her snatched Katrina's neck. Suddenly, he felt pain in his cheek, and his teeth flew out. He hit the wall.
He looked at his companion who attacked him in shock. "You?"
A bright green light flashed, and his eyes lost their brilliance. He stood there in a daze.
Clap, clap, clap. Applause echoed. A blonde man in a black shirt and a red coat leaned against the wall at some point. He smiled and said, "Sometimes, magic is indeed very convenient."
"Mr. Viscount, I didn't expect to meet you again." Katrina bowed politely.
"No, I'm here for you, because Sir Duda left the city for his manor." Viscount Carendia walked to Katrina.
When he passed by the muscular man, he suddenly twitched his nose and said in disgust, "What a filthy smell. They're barbaric werewolves. Damn it. Are they involved in this, too?"
"Werewolves." Katrina looked at the two muscular men with gray hair and screened them with magic.
… …
The night was dark.
Yakov was suddenly woken up from a nightmare, only to discover that he was exhausted. He looked around in shock, only to see Anna and the other mercenaries who were also caged in the same cell.
"Well …" He finally remembered that the previous battle was not a nightmare but a real thing. However, he was knocked out because he could not resist the Grand Knight.
"Boss …" Anna's sobbing voice echoed. She did not understand why they were attacked in the knight's manor when they had gotten rid of the dangerous life of mercenaries. Furthermore, they were attacked by a bunch of enemies that they could not resist! She shuddered in fear when she thought about it.
Were they going to die this time?
Yakov took a deep breath and suppressed his panic with his Knight's Will. He comforted his companion. "Don't worry. Since they did not kill us directly, it means that we're still useful."
"Hehe. You are not killed because the ritual requires living people." A gloomy voice echoed outside of the cell.
Yakov's pupils constricted. "Sir Duda!"
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