When I returned to the Hound House again, I saw the door open from a distance.
Rosen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Harrick was at home, otherwise he wouldn't have known who to borrow money from.
He walked over quickly, and before he entered the door, he heard Chabollet's loud laughter coming from inside.
"Ahahaha~ I can go to the Rose House to be cool again."
As soon as he heard this, Rosen knew that there was no need to worry about money. Whether it was the income from selling paintings or Chabolai completing the bounty mission, he had money anyway.
He strode inside.
Harrick was sitting facing the door. When he saw Rosen, he immediately waved to him vigorously.
"Aha~ Our great hero is here~"
Rosen was overjoyed that his painting was sold, and at a good price.
The slightly anxious mind immediately relaxed, which was very good. Now I no longer had to ask for money.
As he said that, he looked at Rosen and said in a solemn voice: "I carefully observed the location of each murder and found that the location of each murder was not far from your mentor's residence."
Harrick's face turned pale when he heard this: "So cruel?!"
"Fortunately, I was not met by the uncle, otherwise our stunning studio would have to close down as soon as it opened because of the tragic loss of our friend."
He carefully put away the money bag and asked curiously: "Who bought it from a scammer?"
Although Silver Moon City is a big city and the bathing map is really good, there is no reason why the price will increase tenfold at once.
Because as far as he knew, for aristocratic children to find a tutor to learn magic, the annual tuition fee alone would start at at least 200 crowns. Good tutors are priceless but not marketable.
"Last night, the patrolling guards nearby heard the screams first and rushed over to check. This caused the murderer to flee in a hurry and not have enough time to clean up the scene. As a result, many traces were left."
She sighed like this and stood still with her arms spread wide, allowing Rosen to untie her hair accessories and take off her dress.
In an instant, a series of information flashed through his mind.
Rosen didn't feel distressed at all about this.
'The victims in the murders were all young men, and they all died in extreme excitement. If Thrandis is really the murderer, then her changes seem to be explained. She may be seducing me!'
Rosen spread his hands and smiled teasingly.
Xia Bolay curled his lips and said: "The three foreign men are very strong, and one of them is a low-level warrior. He has been involved in some battles along the way."
Rosen came back to his senses, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and said with an 'apology' on his face: "Teacher, forgive me for being rude."
Rosen also had the same doubts.
"Oh, Rosen, you are truly my dearest apprentice. If you continue like this, I won't be able to help but fall in love with you."
"Sold a full 50 crowns. This is yours, 25 crowns, every penny is more, you click on it."
Wherever Rosen needs to touch with his hands, he has been very skilled in using his magic hands in the past two days.
As soon as he thought about it, the mage's hand took over the wallet, and when he thought about it a little more, he already figured out the number of gold crowns in the purse.
"The traces show that the murderer has good skills and knows some magic. He should be a wandering female mage who has not been systematically studied."
After leaving the Hound House, Rosen ran all the way back to the south of the city market.
Both Rosen and Harrick looked astonished.
Immediately afterwards, more details that he had ignored came to mind like a flood.
"I have seen countless women in my life, but I have to say that the beauty in this painting is absolutely rare in the world. If I can kiss her, even if I die on the spot, I will be willing to do so."
The bathtub is made of oak, fully twice the size of the original, and the material is extremely solid. It's heavy, but it doesn't matter.
The interior of Thrandis House has been greatly changed. There are many more daily utensils, and the bathtub filled with warm water is already steaming behind the carved wooden screen.
Rosen said nothing, waiting for Chabolai to continue to tell more news.
"Take this. If there is an emergency, blow the whistle as hard as you can. I will keep an eye on the area for the next few days. I will rush over as soon as I hear the whistle."
After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the door.
Chabolais did not keep the two of them waiting long.
Along with it, I also transported more than a dozen buckets of clean water and filled the three newly purchased large water tanks in the kitchen.
"How can you be taken advantage of? This "Bathing in the Forest" is a rare masterpiece. If I hadn't known that you were in urgent need of money, how could I have sold it so easily? Right, Charbolet?"
I just got the 25 kronor, and I spent 12 kronor before I warmed it up.
"Thank you, uncle."
Rosen's heart beat faster and faster, and all the thoughts in his mind disappeared.
"The fighting ground was full of mud, and the murderer rolled several times in the mud, leaving marks."
Xia Bolay nodded repeatedly, a trace of intoxication flashed in his eyes.
Then, Rosen did all the laundry, boiling water, installing bathtubs, screens, etc. himself.
"Tomorrow, I will come over early tomorrow morning to paint, two paintings at a time."
Harrick's eyes were astonishingly bright. He took out a bulging money bag from under the table and handed it to Rosen.
He remembered clearly that the "Antique" painting shop in Whitehorse Town only charged 2 crowns a piece, which later only went up to 5 crowns.
"Speaking of which, three foreigners died in the Chengnan Market today. The death was extremely miserable. Everyone's eyes were gouged out, their private parts were also cut off, and all the blood in their bodies was drained."
Ignoring the slightly panicky atmosphere in the market, I ran past the shops one by one.
Harrick's voice came from behind: "Rosen, when will the next painting be painted? The wealthy businessman who bought the painting wants to buy a few more."
"This just proves my charm. I'm very happy."
"I won't go into the specific analysis process. In short, judging from the traces, the woman who committed the murder was over 1.7 meters tall, with a plump figure and a large bust. She needed to use a large cup to corset her breasts."
He took out a whistle from his pocket and handed it to Rosen.
‘Female, over 1.7 meters tall, plump, big-cupped, good at magic, the murder location is near the house’.
25 kronor, no more, no less, just right.
"Okay!"
When taking off the corset, Rosen's heart suddenly moved.
Thrandis's voice rang out: "My dear apprentice, are you fascinated by your mentor's body?"
"Wait a minute, I can understand everything else, but how did you analyze the bust size?"
Now that he has spent this little money to find a mid-level mage with outstanding talent and serious teaching attitude as his tutor, he is really making a lot of money.
Chaballet continued.
Although Chabolai and Harrick would definitely borrow money, they were still a bit uncomfortable borrowing money.
Looking at Thrandis in front of him again, Rosen's heart beat uncontrollably: "Is it completely consistent?"
Harrick and Charbolet laughed loudly together.
He walked over and sat on the chair: "How much did it cost?"
Harrick was puzzled.
Although the evidence is not sufficient, there are too many similarities that give Thrandis an aura of suspicion as a murderer.
"I'm leaving first. My instructor has assigned me a lot of things, and I'm still very tight on time. I have to rush back to deal with it."
Thrandis smiled, extremely satisfied with these changes.
It seems that the wooden floor slab could not support the bathtub filled with water, so several load-bearing wooden columns were installed under the building.
Ordering bathtubs, screens, new clothes, new bedding, new tableware, etc., as long as they could improve the comfort of Thrandis's life, he ordered a new set of them all.
"It's so big, it has to be a big cup, no!"
Having said this, he motioned to Harik to give him a glass of mead. Harik simply drank three cups and divided one cup between each of them.
"Because of this, the mage guild in the city also sent several battle mages to assist in the investigation."
Considering that he had a lot to do in the afternoon, he didn't delay any longer.
Rosen carefully put the whistle into his pocket.
Upon hearing this, Harrick disagreed.
The remaining 13 crowns were kept in case of emergencies.
"Uh hahaha~~~"
"Oh~"
After buying the things, he spent 2 silver coins to hire a few oxcarts to deliver the purchased things to Thrandis's door.
But at noon, he suddenly changed back and exposed his body in front of an apprentice he had only known for two days.
He moved as fast as possible and by three o'clock in the afternoon, he was completely finished.
Rosen's magician's hand was now very powerful. After a little effort, he moved the bathtub to the second floor.
Strange voices upstairs at night.
"This is enough to show that the murderer probably lives in that area. Before the murderer is brought to justice, you must be more careful!"
This does not include the money spent on purchasing magic teaching materials and equipment.
After taking a sip of mead, Chabollet continued to tell the story of the case.
After laughing, Chabolai's face straightened up and he rarely became serious.
Rosen stood next to the screen, with one hand behind his back and the other stretched forward, bowing and inviting: "Teacher, I will wait for you to undress."
When he woke up this morning, Thrandis's personality changed drastically. He was thousands of miles away from him and had changed his clothes.
Thrandis lifted his legs and stepped into the tub, lying down in the warm water sprinkled with rose petals, and immediately sighed comfortably.
"Hmm~ This is much more spacious than the original bathtub~"
She turned to look at Rosen, with a smile as bright as a flower.
"My dearest apprentice, continue to scrub my body. But remember, only use the hands of a mage."