Mystic Dominator

The fisherman who came over nodded to Ronald before introducing the details of the victims.

This unlucky **** whose stomach was dismembered was called Yake, a fisherman who lived alone in the village. He is unmarried while no relatives are alive, and he has not had any disputes with others recently.

To briefly summarize-

The deceased was a bachelor who had little interaction with other people, a fisherman who lived alone, and there was not much possibility of vendetta.

Ronald frowned.

If it is a randomly selected victim, then things will be more troublesome.

In serial murder cases, this is often difficult to detect.

However, in order to appease the fishermen, Ronald decided to share his findings.

At least the inhabitants of Celefis cannot be made to fear that trumped-up hunter.

"Cough cough—"

After coughing twice, Ronald raised his voice and said:

"Everyone, the fatal wound on Yake was caused by a sharp weapon!"

"He died of a sword injury, not the bite of that kind of beast. You should know what that means, right?"

Hearing Ronald's words, the fishermen around were all silent.

Although they only stay in Celefis all year round, that doesn't mean they are all fools.

Residents of the same village were killed by the sword...

For them, this is a very bad reality.

After waiting quietly for a few seconds, Ronald sighed secretly when he saw the confused faces of the fishermen around him.

Immediately regaining his energy, he continued:

"Where is Yake's house? Who can take me there first?"

"..."

What responded to Ronald was an air of silence.

At a time like this, no fisherman has the time to stand up.

- They lack a backbone.

"Tsk—"

Ronald smacked his lips, and simply continued to speak to the surrounding fishermen:

"This matter is not what the monsters in your mouth said, but a murder initiated by real people, so I think it's best for someone to take me there."

"Find out the truth as soon as possible, this will be good for everyone!"

The surrounding fishermen fell silent again.

After a few seconds, the man who was closest to Ronald, who told him about Yake just now, took the initiative to speak:

"This... Mr.?"

Ronald introduced himself:

"Just call me Ronald."

The man immediately responded:

"Okay, Mr. Ronald."

"I know where Yake's house is, so let me take you there."

"Thank you."

After a few words of effort, the two of them communicated, and Ronald immediately walked towards the interior of Celefis under the leadership of the man.

In fact, the place where the deceased lived was not too far from the dock.

He was a fisherman after all.

Just not more than 500 meters away from the pier, there is a small lonely house, sandwiched in the middle by the downhill corner of the dirt road in the village.

Just looking at the pitiful appearance of this house, it is no problem to treat it as a warehouse.

"You stand guard at the door first, I'll just go in and see for myself."

After instructing the fisherman behind him, Ronald walked to the door of the house alone.

When his master was dead, Ronald stepped forward without hesitation.

boom-

The fragile door opened immediately.

Walking into it, everything immediately came into view.

The poor and shabby room has the same height inside and outside, and you can't see any comfortable and warm living environment at all.

If you don't know where you are.

Even if Ronald was told that this was a fisherman's house living in the Middle Ages, he would definitely believe it.

Shaking his head, Ronald did not express any emotion, and soon began to inspect the house.

There are really very few things in the house.

The tattered bed, the cabinet without the door, there is not even a good table in the room, only a rough and joined chair, and the dismantled door serves as a dining table.

In addition, there are some tools for fishing, as well as a small stove for cooking, and the stove for heating is connected to the wall of the room, which can also be seen as the result of his own transformation.

Such a house will be inspected soon.

—There is nothing suspicious in it.

Standing in the ventilated room, Ronald began to think.

Today's murders don't seem like the murders of irrational spellcasters.

The possibility that the enemy family seeks revenge is also very small.

So what would make Homicide decide to kill an innocent fisherman?

A copycat crime?

Or is it lurking at a deeper level, something like a mysterious side ritual?

Or in order to achieve some ulterior purpose, the other party hopes to arouse the fear of the residents of Celefis?

There are so many possibilities...

While thinking about it, Ronald also walked out of this humble house.

The fisherman seemed to guard the door very faithfully and did not let anyone approach here.

Immediately, Ronald said:

"I'll go to church first, and I'll definitely handle this matter before I leave."

"You can tell everyone to disperse first, and don't need to gather at the pier."

"Okay, sir."

The fisherman was going to obey and leave, but he only took two steps. He turned to look at Ronald with very complicated emotions in his eyes:

"Sir...Are you really sure you can solve it?"

"I confirm."

Seeing the fisherman's expression, Ronald's tone also became serious.

"This matter will definitely be resolved, please believe me."

"OK."

After receiving such an answer, the fisherman simply left here.

After silently watching the man's back disappear, Ronald returned to the church on his own. The time it took to go back and forth, in fact, did not add up to more than an hour.

So when he returned to the church, there was basically no change here.

The boy who had delivered the letter had been sent away by the priest, and now Connie was sitting alone in the empty prayer hall, feeling and praying.

Looking at the opponent's back, Ronald simply said directly:

"Mr. Connie, where are the other mysterious people in Celefis?"

"Can you tell me their names and addresses?"

Without any hesitation, the priest answered directly:

"Apart from me, there are actually only three people."

"They are the herbalist who lives at the head of the village, the blacksmith who lives in the middle of the village, and the carpenter who lives in the village."

"..."

Herbalists, blacksmiths, and carpenters...

After bowing his head and thinking for a few seconds, Ronald said:

"Try to simplify the information and talk about their situation."

"OK."

Father Connie still did not refuse.

Putting the book in his hand to the side, he immediately stood up from the chair:

"Among these three people, the herbalist and the carpenter are both locals who have lived in Celefis for more than two generations. Their ancestors are all mysterious people who were eliminated because of their failure to learn spells."

"As for the blacksmith, he was a survivor of a shipwreck a few years ago."

"People from other countries who chose to live in seclusion here because they lost all their wealth."

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