On the second floor of the Hound House, Olek's room.
The personal belongings belonging to Olek were turned out one after another.
The leather bandage that binds the chest, the thick fur wrap that increases the waistline, the shorts with sausage packets sewn on, and the unknown liquid that smells like sweat, all silently describe the fact that Olek is disguised as a man.
Chapollet stared blankly at the shorts containing the sausage and murmured.
"No wonder I haven't noticed it for so many days. This guy's disguise is so meticulous."
Harrick was also in the room, and his face was filled with a sense of joy for surviving the disaster.
"Fortunately, fortunately. Now I have lost confidence in women. If it were the me before, I would probably be the target of temptation."
Rosen said nothing.
He was still rummaging around the room, not even missing the smallest corner. Judging from his appearance, he seemed to be planning to turn over the entire floor of the room.
After a while, Xia Bolay regained his composure and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
In the room, Rosen couldn't find any fallen hair or naturally shed flakes of skin. There was none on the floor, and there was none on the bedding that he slept next to him!
Rosen followed quickly.
Harrick disagreed: "What is there to know about the murderer? The most important thing now is to find the sheriff and help your mentor restore his reputation."
"I'm really sorry, I don't like men shorter than me, except of course my dearest apprentice."
Chabolai nodded repeatedly.
After coming out of the Sheriff's Department, Xia Bolay said to Rosen: "This matter involves an official mage, so we have to go to the mage guild and report the situation to them."
Rosen subconsciously wanted to hide.
"I once drank with her, got extremely drunk, and often discussed the case with her. Looking back now, I feel chills all over."
"Miss Thrandis, let's go together. When we get to the guild, you can state your grievances to Mr. Phelan in person."
Seeing that Rosen was still searching, he asked in confusion: "Rosen, what are you looking for?"
"Olek has no fingerprints. Isn't this guy a ghost?"
Then, she ignored Chapollet and the passers-by on the street, lowered her head and kissed Rosen on the lips.
Shapolai, who was half a head shorter than Thrandis, received a fatal blow. His eyes turned black and he almost vomited blood in the street.
"You, this, this, Thrandis, this is not fair, you should kiss me too."
"I really didn't expect Olek to be such a person. It's really hard to know someone's heart."
"Teacher, thank you for protecting me in secret."
Rosen nodded in agreement: "Yes, this matter is the most important. My mentor has been greatly wronged."
As a mid-level mage, Thrandis was involved in such a murder case, and the most important thing to win was the support of mage Faerun.
Rosen continued to move: "I'm looking for evidence. Sufficient evidence to prove that Olek is the real murderer behind the scenes."
Thrandis glanced sideways at Chapollet, looking helpless.
Xia Bolay followed his gaze and said: "There are beggar women like this everywhere. If you sympathize with her, don't give her money and just buy her some food."
There is a stone pier under the bare tree crown, and sitting on the stone pier is an old beggar woman with silver-white hair, a face like chicken skin, and a stooped figure.
Seeing that it was getting late, Rosen reminded: "Uncle, mentor, I have to go to the mage guild."
Beside him, Xia Bolay's chin completely dropped to the ground, and he raised his hand to point at the two of them, his fingers trembling.
He turned to the corresponding page and read: "Using the hottest blood of men as a guide, I offer my sweetest soul to the King of Neverwinter. Listen to this, and you will feel full of evil just reading it."
Sensing the inquiring gazes of Xia Bolay and Harik, Rosen didn't want to get into trouble and said with a smile: "I just feel strange and want to know more about Olek."
Rosen felt the same way: "Olek is indeed a strange existence."
It was Rosen's mentor for less than two weeks, Anna Thrandis.
The 'old beggar woman' giggled, took off the white wig and strange leather mask on her head, shook her head again, and her long, thick fiery red hair poured down like a waterfall.
"Isn't this evidence sufficient? The blood sacrifice ceremony recorded above is exactly the same as the tragic death of the victim!"
Thrandis raised her hand and caressed Rosen's cheek.
"Pfft~"
Rosen didn't say anything, but raised his hand and patted Chabolai's arm to express comfort.
This was exactly what Rosen wanted, and he nodded immediately: "No problem. It's not early, let's set off now."
Rosen laughed, walked quickly towards the beggar woman, put one hand on her chest, and bowed to salute.
Halfway through the journey, Rosen suddenly slapped his head and stopped.
Not to mention fingerprints, my hands are not sweaty at all.
Xia Bolay on the side was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped.
But before his head could move, it was fixed by the mage's hand, and he could only passively accept it.
"I originally thought I was going to be forced to leave Silver Moon Castle, but I didn't expect that my innocence would be restored in less than a day."
She has no fingerprints, no normal human metabolites, she disguises herself as a man, and she also possesses a series of weird spells.
Harric muttered in a low voice: "I didn't know who it was last night, but I kept vowing to catch Thrandis."
"I will give you a big reward when I go home later."
At this time, Rosen had already searched the entire room, but still could not find familiar fingerprints. To be more precise, he could not find any fingerprints in the room.
The second reason is because of Chapollet's noble status. No matter how unworthy he is, he is still a member of the Omicia family and the count's nephew.
"I have very good eyesight. If a young girl is ten miles away, I can tell whether she is chaste or not at a glance."
He quietly stuck out his tongue and licked it, expecting to be punished, but unexpectedly Thrandis actually responded.
"What's the meaning?"
Xia Bolay sighed, his face barely returned to normal, and he waved his hand vigorously, as if to wave away the loneliness in his heart about his height.
The old beggar woman was stunned for a moment, then let out a clear laugh: "My dearest apprentice, how did you recognize me?"
In front of the sweet kiss, Rosen was calm at first, but after five or six seconds, he still didn't let go, and the thought of narrowing suddenly arose in his heart.
Chapollet was confused and refused to accept the explanation.
Rosen couldn't help laughing: "Uncle, you should get a pair of reading glasses."
A trace of embarrassment flashed across Chabolai's fat face, but he pretended not to have heard this.
Thrandis smiled and said: "Xia Bolay, I have to thank you for sending me a great apprentice, otherwise it would be really troublesome this time."
He just saw clearly that Olek grasped the door handle with his hand, without gloves, and as a result, the brass door handle was shiny.
As she spoke, her onyx-like eyes looked at Rosen, full of soft light.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, the two arrived at the Chengnan Sheriff's Department.
"No, no, my dearest apprentice, the mentor is really in trouble. You must have noticed that this incident is very weird and involves some incomprehensible beings."
The first is because this sacrificial book is too sinister, and the pile of props used by women to disguise themselves as men is surprising, but it also clearly reveals the dark psychology of the person who pretends to be a man.
Soon, the wanted order for Master Thrandis was canceled and changed into a restriction of freedom order, ordering Thrandis to report to the city hall voluntarily within three days and accept the Sheriff's questioning.
At the same time, bounty hunter Olek's reward was also posted on various bulletin boards.
Chapollet put the "Blood Sacrifice Manual" and a pile of evidence on the table, and told Sheriff Rafale the inferred causes and consequences.
"And all of this relies on the unremitting efforts of my dearest apprentice."
"Okay."
Xia Bolay took Rosen and quickly rushed to the mage's guild located in the Silver Moon Castle area.
Charbolet found a package, put all the things he found in the room into it, put the package on his back and left.
It's weirdly scary.
In the mage world of Silver Moon Castle, he is second only to Count Omicia, the great moon magician, in terms of personal reputation and skill cultivation.
If he were on Earth, his hands would definitely not be idle, but facing a powerful mentor, he would not dare to be too presumptuous.
The Sheriff believed it immediately.
Xia Bolay walked a few steps, but when he saw that Rosen didn't follow him, he stepped back to him and asked, "Why don't you leave?"
After the two of them walked out of the hound house and walked for a while on the street, Chabolai suddenly sighed and looked lonely.
Moreover, fingerprints are not the only abnormalities.
"Yes, yes, I feel something is wrong. Even though Thrandis is mad, he would not do such a stupid thing."
Mr. Fearon, a high-level peak mage with a powerful 15-star spellcasting ability, is also the president of the Silver Moon Castle Mage Guild.
"Teacher, you forced me to do this."
Rosen smiled slightly and turned to look at a sycamore tree on the street.
Rosen smiled slightly and pointed to his forehead: "Teacher, in my memory, you stayed near me all day today."
In short, the more I get to know him, the more I find this guy to be unfathomable.
He asked: "Rosen, let's go then?"
After continuing for a few more seconds, Thrandis finally released her restraints. Her eyes were filled with water and light. She looked at Rosen's face carefully for a while, then leaned into Rosen's ear and whispered softly.
He thought he had made a good friend, but he turned out to be a cunning and cruel bastard.
Chapollet patted the brochure with the red cover.
Kissing in the street is extremely offensive in this world, and you will be pointed at your spine and scolded.
There was no trace of pride on Rosen's face. He smiled and said: "Mentor, if you hadn't been secretly protecting me, I wouldn't have dared to investigate desperately. And I believe that this is just a small problem for you."
Rosen's heart skipped a beat, and his heartbeat accelerated.
As long as the Faerun mage believes that Thrandis is innocent, almost no one will question this result.
Afterwards, as long as you say hello to the South City Sheriff's Department, the Sheriff will immediately lift the ban on Thrandis' movement.
Thrandis smiled slightly: "That's exactly what I meant."