Chapter 110
Al arrived at the restaurant earlier than the agreed time and gave a gold coin to the middle-aged woman who worked as a waitress in the private room. The information he obtained was indeed more comprehensive than that given by the priests, including what the victims did for a living, their personalities, how many people were in their families, who they had conflicts with, who the priest had secretly accepted money from...even their appearance was commented on.
There were no other forms of entertainment in this era, and gossip was a way to kill time and relax the mind, especially since so many people had died in succession. It could be said that the entire city of Ita was discussing the dead during this period. Strength lies in numbers, and the private affairs of the deceased were dug deeper.
The guests were so handsome that the woman was willing to chat with them even if they didn't pay, not to mention that they were so generous. She talked even more excitedly, without taking a breath for a while. The prince, who had never been exposed to the gossip of the common people, was dazzled by her words.
When Abner came in, Al interrupted the waiter and asked someone to serve the food. The woman then left with a feeling of unfulfilled desire.
The cheerful young man sat down and drank a cup of tea. "Just now I seemed to hear the servant mentioned the name of a victim. What were you talking about?"
"I want to find the common points of the deceased so that I can help you find the murderer."
Abner tightened his grip on the cup and pretended to be expectant, "So what did you get?"
The silver-haired young man raised his eyebrows. "You have been in Ita City for so many days. Tell me what you have found out first. Maybe we have the same idea."
Abner knew who the murderer was and what the purpose of the murder was from the beginning, so why did he investigate?
After hesitating for a while, he finally said with a guilty conscience: "The victims are either priests or believers. The murderer must be a dark race that hates light. I just don't know which race it is. Otherwise, I can find its whereabouts based on its characteristics and preferences. What do you think?"
Al poured him a glass of water. "It seems that we have different ideas... I think the murderer is more like a human seeking revenge."
grass!
Abner was shocked. This kid...
"Why do you say that?"
While gazing at his colleagues' expressions, Al slowly spoke, "You know what most priests are like on a daily basis. It's normal for them to be disliked. I heard from the servant just now that the dead civilians were all fanatics, and their families also had very devout beliefs like them..."
When the woman mentioned them, she showed no sympathy for the tragic deaths of these people. They were all poor people living at the bottom of society. Some fanatics just thought highly of themselves and felt that they were connected to God. They looked down on non-believers and called others heretics.
That would be fine, but if a priest casually said that someone's soul was corrupted or that someone seemed to be bewitched by the devil, these fanatics would threaten that person with violence.
Al briefly summarized the common features of the deceased, and then said, "The murderer obviously made a selection. One of them is nearly a hundred years old. There are so many believers of light, why would he choose a dying person? Other than seeking revenge, I can't think of any other reason."
In this era, there are no wars to act as meat grinders. If there is a plague, there are still potions and wizards to help. It is much better than the ancient world of Aiel.
However, given the backwardness of medical technology, life expectancy was not very high. For civilians to live to be nearly a hundred years old, they had to be either extremely healthy or spend their life savings to buy magic potions to prolong their lives.
Tsk, Al sneered in his heart, at such an old age, he still has the energy to offend people.
"The murderer has a talent for magic. Fortunately, the Vatican has records of every suspected incident of black magic. We will go back to the church and look through the files from the past few decades. Maybe we can find clues to confirm his identity."
Abner opened his mouth, but couldn't think of a reason to stop it. With Al's intelligence and sensitivity, he might be able to determine who the murderer is today!
Oh... that shouldn't be the case, that person is already dead in the records... but Al may be able to lock onto the right incident and suspect that it's that person's relative or something.
Abner was silent for a few moments, and finally pretended to agree: "Your analysis makes sense. Let me check the files. Didn't you say before that you would try to lure the murderer out tonight?"
"It's okay. I can look at the files while wandering around. It's too boring to just wait for someone. Leave me something to do."
Abner was choked and didn't know what good excuse to use to take over the matter.
The silver-haired young man lowered his eyes to look at the flower petals in the cup, hiding the smile in his eyes. In fact, he was not interested in reading a lot of files. He might as well practice magic with that time. He just had a bad taste and wanted to tease his colleague.
"By the way, what was your original plan?"
Abner replied gloomily, "I just plan to patrol at night to see if I can run into the murderer committing another crime."
Al was very enthusiastic to help. After hearing what he said, he immediately made arrangements. "This is not bad. The citizens stay indoors at night, so any movement on the street is quite noticeable. Then Winster and I will go to the West City where the church is located to guard it, you will go to the East City, Yaerlin will take the magic dragon to the South City, and Austin will go to the North City. What do you think?"
"Your Highness is alone?"
Auston said it was no problem, "If I can't beat him, I can run away."
Because he is a paying player and has all kinds of equipment, Al is at ease leaving him alone.
"...I have no objection." What else could Abner say, "You have always been reliable. It's great to have your help, haha!"
Al curved his eyebrows and gladly accepted the forced compliment. "It's strange that you didn't bring a team of paladins this time. We came here specially because we saw that you were short of manpower."
He was teasing people and saw Winster looking at him with a smile out of the corner of his eye. Al knew that Winster must have seen through his bad intentions and according to his love-brained personality, he might be praising him for being cute in his heart.
Al suddenly remembered that Samuel would deliberately play with his mentality when he was bored in the past. His current behavior is exactly the same as Samuel's!
Tsk, it must be Samuel's influence that made him become so bad.
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After the gathering, the two parties separated temporarily. Abner returned to his previous residence and used the crystal ball to contact the troublesome guy again. The image in the ball was still foggy and the other party didn't want to answer his call at all.
The young man cursed a few times. Anyway, they were not very familiar with each other, not even friends. It would be none of his business if she was exposed!
If that man met Al and a fight broke out, he wouldn't help. Seriously speaking, he and Al were much closer.
After sulking for a while, Abner thought about the man's reason for killing, and still contacted his helper with some sympathy, asking him to take the troublesome person away quickly.
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At night, the citizens stayed indoors, everything was silent, and the cold moonlight shone on the rows of low earthen houses, making the whole city look even more desolate.
The silver-haired young man was wearing a conspicuous priest robe. He had a gentle look on his face, and the slightly loose clothes made him look thin and easy to bully.
The black-eyed young man next to them was also very young. They walked leisurely and talked very closely, like a pair of very good friends.
Neither of them was carrying any weapons, and if the murderer was targeting all priests indiscriminately, they would be good targets.
Samuel put his arm around the young man's shoulders and said, "Don't you want to look at the file you just got?"
"I'm just teasing Abner. If you're interested, take a look." The records in each chamber were pretty much the same, so he was too lazy to read them.
Samuel pinched his soft earlobe, "Want to find the murderer? I can help you."
Al turned his head to look at Him, "How are you going to find it?"
"If he is a dark-type talent, when he uses his power, I can sense the mobilization of the dark elements in this city."
Wow, is this the realm of the strong? Al immediately took out the magic book from the space ring and started to study! He really wanted to experience what it felt like to be a god. At the very least, he would advance to become a magic god.
The young man did not hesitate at all and directly rejected his lover's kindness with a smile: "I don't need your help."
The happy smile on Samuel's face froze, and he frowned, "Why?"
Al glanced at him and said, "Are you sure you don't want me to pay any price to make the deal?"
Samuel fell silent.
"Heh~" He knew that this guy would take advantage of him whenever he could.
However, Al was also somewhat curious about what excessive demands He would make, so he asked casually.
The God had a wooden face, but his tone sounded a little aggrieved, "I just want you to act like a spoiled child and beg me."
“That’s it?!” Is this true? It’s so pure?
Samuel rubbed the kid's head unhappily, "What else? How else can I embarrass you?"
Seeing the young man's skeptical look, Samuel didn't say much, otherwise it would seem that He cared too much about this matter.
Tsk, he used to act cute and coquettish when I was coaxing him (El:??), but since we were together, he has become more and more aggressive.
"I really don't want to know where the person you are looking for is now? No need to make an exchange."
Al nodded at this, but he was not looking for someone to capture him, he was just curious about the man's identity and his relationship with Abner.
"What do you say? I call out the most greedy priests for him to kill? It would be even better if he could get rid of the bishop as well." This would save him from having to find the evidence before cleaning them up.
Oh... No, the bishop has the Holy Light Seal on him, which is too harmful to those with dark talents.
Al even thought darkly that he might as well get rid of the bishop himself and then put the blame on the murderer. He believed that the man would not mind.
But he soon gave up the idea... The young man pressed his solar plexus, and reflected on whether he had executed too many people some time ago, which made him accustomed to life and death and became indifferent.
Killing people at will is not good, and framing people is not good either. He has to stick to his bottom line. He doesn't want to become the kind of person who treats all living things as ants...
The two of them were walking and chatting casually. It was Samuel's first experience walking on the street with his lover, and he quite liked it.
It would be even better if they could hold hands. He saw many young men and women like this, and it should feel very good... Unfortunately, the boy was too ambitious and had a book in his hand, so he couldn't hold hands with him.
Forget it... Samuel comforted himself that being alone with his partner was much better than during the day. And he was indeed someone He favored. He looked really good when he was working hard. He was completely different from those rubbish who dreamed of God's grace falling from the sky!
The God was very proud of his lover and couldn't help but kiss the young man on the forehead.
Al didn't mind, but just asked Him to pay attention to whether there was anyone around when taking advantage of Him.
I have been walking for a while, and the only noise in the city is the occasional chirping of insects and barking of dogs.
Samuel suddenly looked in a certain direction and laughed, "This is the first time I've seen a human black magician in my life."
There is actually a survivor who has not been discovered by the Vatican like him.
Al followed Him and rushed over quickly, not to a place near the church, but even far out of the city, to a barren mountain full of tombstones. He happened to see a dozen ragged skeletons, who were being controlled by dark magic and walking towards the direction of Ita City.
A ray of white light floated by, blocking the magic on them, and the skeletons fell to the ground with a crash.
He just used fire as a method of killing. He and Abner could still tell the Bishop's Court that it was mages from other departments who framed the dark race. This kind of thing happened a lot anyway. It was what happened when they contracted the dragon.
But the skeletons running all over the city could no longer deceive people. Even the lower-class civilians knew that this was a means of dark magic, so Al could only stop it.
"Someone from the Holy See of Light?"
The black mist dissipated, revealing a young man in a grey linen cloak. His skin was pale from not seeing the sun for many years. His face was sinister and his eyes were burning with hatred. "This is something that has nothing to do with you, but you insisted on seeking death!"
Al was a little hesitant. He should have tried his best to have a friendly chat with this person and ask him what grievances he had, but...
He had fought with an unconvinced succubus not long ago, who also used magic, but the feeling was very different from the battle between humans.
Al now wants to spar with a real dark mage and see their methods, so he might as well take this opportunity to have a fight. It is so rare to meet a precious dark mage, and Samuel, the non-human, does not count!
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