The commotion had already woken Phil Gray and Patrick. They dressed and arrived at the scene, just in time to see the girl dead in the room and hear the ensuing wailing and screaming.
Eli was surrounded by farmers and many villagers, who seemed to be demanding an explanation from him. The farmer even tried to grab his clothes, but an ordinary person is no match for a god-chosen one, and Eli easily dodged them.
Phil Gray's face darkened. After questioning Ernest, he learned what had happened. He believed that his companion would not lay a hand on an ordinary girl.
His divine power focused in his eyes as he looked at the farmer.
The river of fate flows slowly, encompassing the entirety of a person's destiny.
This was the first time he had used the Eye of Fate on an ordinary person, and the effect was surprisingly good.
He saw the farmer's life; in short, he was a thief and a scoundrel who never did anything good. Before Eli, he had used the same trick to swindle more than ten gold coins from two passing travelers, which he used to build the largest courtyard and house in the village. However, the farmer also liked to gamble in the city of Duer, and he squandered all the remaining money. So he resorted to the same trick again. He saw the girl in the scene pleading desperately and sighed.
However, in the end, the farmer just wanted to swindle some money. Why did the girl die?
He pushed aside the villagers blocking the doorway and walked towards the girl's body. The farmer's wife was holding the body and weeping bitterly. When she saw him, she shouted, "You're all in cahoots! What have you done to my daughter?"
Ernest drew his longsword from his waist, its cold gleam illuminating everyone's faces, before plunging it into the ground with a whoosh.
The noise stopped.
“We don’t need to kill her,” Phil Gray said.
“It was him. He took a fancy to my daughter, went into her room and forced himself on her. When we found out, he was so angry that he killed her.” The farmer was afraid for a moment, but still pointed at Eli and said loudly.
“Ha, that merchant in the blue silk hat has also taken a fancy to your daughter? That nobleman on the red horse has also taken a fancy to her? Aren’t you afraid that one day you’ll really offend someone with a bad temper and have them kill you?” Phil Gray stared into his eyes and said slowly.
The farmer's eyes were filled with disbelief. "How do you know?" he asked, pointing at him. "It was him. He killed my daughter."
“Excuse my bluntness, but if we wanted to kill her, that longsword would have been enough. Why waste a bottle of poison?” Patrick glared at him.
"Enough, enough!" The village chief tapped the ground again with his cane, then looked at the villagers who were watching the commotion. "Why don't you go and report this to the Church of Life and tell them to come and find out what happened!"
“It will take a long time to travel back and forth,” the villagers said hesitantly. Even the nearest city, Duer, requires a day’s journey.
"I'm going too!"
"I told you I shouldn't have brought you along, you've really caused trouble." The leader walked out with a frown. His face was extremely dignified, and the aura of a high-ranking divine favorite directly intimidated everyone.
No one else at the scene dared to move.
"We'll continue our journey tomorrow. The matter of the ruins cannot be delayed. We'll deal with these things when we get back."
"The problem is, they still won't let us go, and the cause of the girl's death hasn't been determined yet," Phil Gray said helplessly.
The people staying in the adjacent courtyard also witnessed the whole thing. Mr. Dwyer came forward and carefully examined the girl's body. "She died of poisoning. The poison was extremely potent, penetrating into her internal organs, turning her entire body blue. As for the specific poison, I cannot be sure."
The group looked disappointed.
“We really don’t need to kill her. You can notify the Church of Life to investigate, but we have important matters to attend to and can only cooperate with you when we return. I suggest that everything at the scene be left as it is and let the Church of Life handle it.” Phil Gray finished speaking as patiently as possible, then winked at the others and followed the leader toward the carriage.
“You can’t leave!” the farmer and some villagers shouted.
But how could ordinary people like them possibly stop a group of divinely favored beings from leaving?
The carriage, pulled by three white horses, vanished into the night in an instant.
"Damn it, I should have just stayed out here in the wilderness for the night." Patrick crossed his arms and looked at Eli, who was frowning deeply.
“To them, our departure might be seen as us fleeing from justice,” Phil Gray said, looking at the village that had already disappeared from sight.
"Can the people at the Church of Life investigate this thoroughly? Or will they pin the blame on us as well?"
"Let's talk about it when we get back."
Phil Gray looked at Eli and said, "Don't worry, we'll investigate thoroughly when we get back from the ruins. We'll make sure you're not framed."
"You really trust me that much?" Eli asked with a smile.
“Of course, how could a chosen one of the gods of life poison a young life?” Patrick said.
Is that all?
"Because you're our teammate!"
The heavy atmosphere was temporarily swept away.
How exactly did they get poisoned? Sitting in the carriage, Phil Gray thought about what had happened that day. The girl had eaten the same dinner and drunk the same wine as them, and none of them, including the girl's parents, were affected.
In the scene he saw with his Eye of Fate, they had eaten and returned to their room to rest. The girl sat by the fire with her sister until her father came and told her to do things the way they always had. She cried for a while and then went straight to Eli's place. There was nothing special about it.
That night, it could be said that the girl only came into contact with their group.
Moreover, he believed that ordinary villagers could not possibly obtain this poison, since even Mr. Dwyer, the chosen one of the gods of wisdom, did not know what kind of poison it was, which shows how precious it was.
He pursed his lips, glancing at the row in front of him.
The three of them were catching up on sleep and didn't have any particular thoughts about the matter. After all, they didn't know much about the two Chosen Ones that Phil Gray had brought, nor did they know the truth of the matter.
With a sigh, Phil Gray also narrowed his eyes.
For the rest of the time, they traveled at breakneck speed, only stopping occasionally to let the horses rest and feed them some food and water.
Just as dawn broke on the third day, the leader stopped, and everyone got off the carriage. Before them was only a cave, which looked quite ordinary.
"We're here, this is it," the leader said.
No wonder the exact location has been so hard to pinpoint; no one would have noticed such a small cave.
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