Rosen returned to the corner, and Mrs. Le Verrier looked at him with a flattering look.
Rosen knew that since having an affair allowed the other party to take huge risks and act as a white glove, he could also use it to blackmail the rich wife and do many things for himself.
As long as the other party continues to maintain a bright appearance, it is actually very easy to secretly solicit money, information, and even physical pleasure.
Of course, a rich lady with a little bit of looks and a little money is not worthy of letting Rosen do these menial tasks.
It’s not that you can’t do it, it’s that the harvest cannot cover the cost.
"I need a large piece of stiff paper or a thin board. Sample paper for making clothes would be good."
"I'll prepare it for you right away."
"Don't worry, I still need some good ones
Charcoal. By the way, tell me again about the characteristics of that woman’s voice.”
Mrs. Leverrier thought carefully.
These thoughts flashed through my mind quickly, but they were all guesses and needed to be confirmed.
But as soon as he saw this old woman, Rosen's mind immediately calmed down.
The figure at the entrance took a step forward, but it was a man wrapped in black leather armor.
At this moment, a figure appeared at the entrance behind Rosen, blocking him inside one after another.
Rosen looked at the quiet space in front of him, feeling awe-inspiring.
Coupled with the effect of the Crescent Staff, you can save 55% of mana.
But when things have reached this point, there is no reason to give up halfway.
Ordinary citizens are generally very gentle, but certain special circumstances can still bring out the bloody nature hidden deep in a man's blood.
The boy's slightly immature voice was raised high and spread throughout most of the market in an instant.
"Okay. Then let's go."
"Hey, young man, since she is a noble girl, why are you looking for her? Aren't you afraid of causing trouble?"
Rosen waved to greet him, but he ignored her, as if he had lost his soul.
"The reward is generous - one crown per clue -"
But this is not enough.
"Young man, you don't know, La Spring has an elephant trunk. Hehe~ Why am I telling you this? Anyway, thank you for your mercy. I will pay attention to it in the future."
"Wait a minute, my stomach is bloated and I need to drink some water."
"Well, I think she should be a noble. No, she must be a noble, because only noble women talk like this."
Without understanding the situation, Rosen did not rush to take action. He leaned against the stone wall and began to ask questions slowly.
'To go or not to go? Of course I go.'
If the situation escalated and unpredictable changes occurred, she quickly sent out her men to take her away from the market.
Of course, this matter has nothing to do with Rosen.
As you can see, the interior of the dark alley is quite spacious and is a semi-independent space separated by several tall stone buildings.
'After practicing in the virtual machine for so long, my spellcasting ability has reached four stars, and I have a mentor secretly watching over me. It's time for me to have a real actual battle.'
In order to avoid being subjected to a trick similar to flipping a convertible at the market, Rosen blessed himself with a resistance field before taking action.
Next, you may meet the real murderer, and the risk factor will skyrocket.
After a pause, he asked, "Uncle, is it not illegal to court someone?"
He quietly took out the sobering potion from his arms and drank it all in one gulp.
"Oh, how much do you plan to pay?"
But after hearing what Rosen said, he couldn't help but refute.
"It turned out to be on the roof. It scared me."
Rosen naturally understood, but shrugged his shoulders and made no comment.
Looking at his attire, he was wearing a gray cloth knee-length robe, gray cloth trousers, a money bag and an ordinary self-defense dagger hung on his belt.
Madame Leverrier held the purse tightly in her hands and breathed a sigh of relief.
The middle-aged man shook his head and refused: "There is no place name, just an unknown street. I'm stupid and can't explain it clearly, so I'd better take you there."
Because in this world, nobles cannot be punished. If nobles kill civilians, they can pay compensation.
He put away the scroll and said with a smile: "What do you call me sir?"
"Thomson."
"Gentlemen and ladies, don't miss it if you pass by~"
Rosen glanced behind him again and found that the old woman was gone.
Finally, the two came to the entrance of a dark alley near the market.
If you follow him, leave the downtown area full of patrolling guards and go to a remote place, you will most likely be killed directly.
With that said, he blessed himself with the effect of a resistance force field.
At this time, Mrs. Le Verrier had already brought over cardboard and charcoal pencils, both of which were of good quality.
"It's a good thing to take you to find someone. Just give it to you."
"Haha, of course it's not illegal, but you young man is really willing to spend money."
"Yes, yes, that's her, that's her! Mr. Rosen, do you know her?"
The middle-aged man Tom's face was obviously impatient, but he never had an attack.
"Hi~ Hi~ Gentlemen and ladies who are passing by, we are looking for someone. Please help us find someone~"
However, this also means an opportunity to uncover the identity of the real culprit.
Rosen smiled and said: "There's no need to lead the way. I'm very familiar with Silver Moon Castle. Just tell me the name of the place."
The man in gray robe who led the way before was standing near the exit, with a strange smile on his face.
"Is it her?"
"I've seen this person on the road before. When you told me, I remembered him."
The middle-aged man who called himself Tom turned around and led the way.
It's daytime now, and we're still in a downtown area. The other party must have concerns, but he is afraid of everything.
As the proprietress of a clothing store, she has no shortage of opportunities to interact with the upper class, and her judgments are highly credible.
Rosen immediately said: "This girl appeared in the market around 9 o'clock this morning. Someone must have seen her."
Then, he held the crescent staff tightly, pressed one side of his body against the thick stone wall, and walked forward step by step.
Rosen looked ‘joyful’.
Rosen's heart moved and he wanted to ask
At this moment, a middle-aged man in his late thirties separated from the crowd and strode forward.
There are also busybodies staring at the drawing board, pinching their chins in a state of recollection.
Rosen laughed and said: "Actually, I don't know if he is a noble. The main thing is that he is beautiful. I am yearning for him and want to find him and woo him."
There was something unusual about this appearance, and Rosen's mind moved as he guessed something.
As soon as he opened his mouth to look for someone, a mage came to his door, which most likely meant that he was right. The real murderer had been secretly observing his every move.
After a few seconds, a stream of information flashed through his mind: 'Get the 'Focus on Spellcasting' effect, reducing mana consumption by 25% for 30 minutes.'
Rosen followed him a few steps away, walked dozens of meters, and glanced at the white-haired old woman again intentionally or unintentionally.
"The figure from the back looks familiar. I seem to have seen it somewhere."
"Young man, I have seen her. Come with me and I will take you to find her."
Rosen was slightly shocked. He looked at the man carefully and found that he had an indifferent expression, his eyes were slightly gloomy, and his face was a bit weathered.
It can be seen that there is an exit across the open space, but the light of the exit is still dim, and no pedestrians can be seen. It is not clear where it leads.
Although he walked very slowly, it miraculously remained in Rosen's field of vision.
The sudden appearance of the portrait made the other party lose their sense of proportion.
A place like this is an excellent place to set up an ambush.
Well, he guessed it right.
Looking back, you see a busy street with people coming and going. Looking forward, you see a quiet space with slightly dim lighting, with no one in it.
His heart moved: "Looking at his temperament, he looks like a wandering mage who is unhappy."
"I am coming."
"She deliberately lowered her voice and looked a little hoarse, but there was a touch of arrogance in her words, like the tone she was used to giving orders to."
"Take it and restrain yourself from it in the future. Although having an affair is wonderful, you have to pay a price."
He took the charcoal drawing to the notice board of Chengnan Market, pasted it with a brush, and then started shouting loudly.
The instructor is watching over you in the dark.
A name that is everywhere, obviously fake.
He looked around the market carefully, not missing every corner, and then he saw an old woman with white hair in the corner.
"Boy, you really don't know how to live or die!"
"Noble?"
"Hey, wait for me, my shoelaces are loose."
He might face the real murderer ahead, but he didn't dare to face it alone.
Coincidentally, he is a civilian.
asked a busybody.
"There are not many real nobles in Silver Moon Castle, and there are only a few hundred relatives. It's no wonder she is afraid of being recognized by the middleman."
Coincidentally, most of these special situations are related to women.
The reward of one gold crown was really generous. After a while, a large circle of people gathered around the bulletin board.
"Hehe, the instructor is quite good at disguise. Let's get started."
"Young man, although you are good at painting, you can't see your face clearly. How can anyone find it?"
He sighed inwardly: "Oh, I hope everything is well with Mr. Lasplin."
I was shocked and immediately opened the adventure log to check. I soon found that the old woman turned into an alley. After a while, an inconspicuous figure appeared on the roof of the alley.
I walked out of the clothing store with the charcoal drawing. When I passed by the door, I accidentally saw Mr. Le Verrier sitting in the doorway in a daze, with a gloomy look on his face.
With that said, he handed the silk purse back to Madame Le Verrier.
Rosen took the charcoal pencil and drew a charcoal drawing.
"This way."
Apart from his external temperament, it was also because this person did not ask about the reward that ordinary people were most concerned about when he opened his mouth, but directly wanted to take him away.
Rosen's brows twitched slightly, feeling that things were a bit tricky.
"State your identities?"
The old woman was squatting on the side of the road, her face was like chicken skin, her body was hunched, and there was a broken begging bowl in front of her. She was nothing more than ordinary.
Thomson walked into the dark alley first, and a voice came: "Come in, she's inside."
"Hey, brother, can you walk slower?"
Why did Rosen judge that the other party was most likely the real murderer's subordinate?
Considering that the old woman could not move too fast, Rosen deliberately walked slowly.
After walking about thirty steps, he completely entered this dimly lit triangular open space. There were no doors, no windows, nothing on the stone walls surrounding the open space.
I found that the other party had already stood up, hunched over, and walking on the road with a cane.
The most eye-catching thing is his eyes. The pupils are pure white and the pupils are invisible, but the whites of the eyes are blood red, which looks very strange.
"Looking for a beautiful noble girl~~"
A hoarse sound came from the man's throat.
"Kid, you are so annoying!"
After reading a lot of feedback, I feel that the reasoning part deviates from the main line. I will reduce the number of similar plots in the future.