After the orc spy reported the situation, he left the living room and left this beautiful little villa through the back door.
The whole process looked like a normal delivery of supplies to the door, and then the hostess called him to the living room and thanked him a few times.
This elf lady has an excellent reputation outside. She has always been approachable, approachable, and doesn't put on airs. It is normal for her to be willing to chat with an ordinary worker.
However, she remained silent throughout the whole process and seemed extremely cold.
After the spy walked far away, the maid who answered the door came to the second floor and gave the elf lady a questioning look.
"His hound betrayed him, in an incomprehensible and bizarre way."
The lady whispered in Elvish and repeated the information provided by the spy.
Her voice sounded melodious and melodious, especially soft, like a lover whispering softly in her ear.
"How can this be?"
The maid showed an expression of disbelief and also said in Elvish:
"Training hounds is a secret method unique to their clan. It is said that they need to sacrifice the flesh and blood of their loved ones to make them surrender. How could someone take them away in this way?"
"This is a ferocious monster with a danger level of 7, and it has no awe at all. It dares to roar in the face of the evil god. How can it be groveling like a dog?"
In addition to being ferocious and brutal, the Blood Ripper also has another characteristic, which is that it is as fearless as a big white goose. No matter what it faces, even if it is a monster more powerful than them, it dares to roar twice and rush forward to bite twice.
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I don’t know if it’s because I’m brave, or because my brain or eyesight is bad?
At the same time, it is one of the few creatures that is not afraid of the children of the evil god and is not affected by their mental pollution. The orcs do not hesitate to tame them in order to use them as a powerful weapon against the children of the evil god.
"I once heard a young monster scholar mention this kind of monster at a tea party. His research direction was on ferocious hounds like the Bloodripper..."
"According to him, this monster is not really fearless. It is simply not afraid of evil gods. However, according to some historical records, this monster is in awe of another monster that is more powerful and more terrifying."
"That is a terrifying existence called the 'King of Monsters', 'Dark Disaster' and 'The Apex of Monsters' by the ancients. It can make any monster surrender and kneel down. It is the god of monsters, an existence that can rival evil gods..."
"The ancients called this kind of monster 'the devil'..."
"Haha, just this name makes me shudder."
As the elf lady spoke, she subconsciously hugged her arms, with a pitiful look on her face. Even the female maid felt pity for her and wanted to put her in her arms to comfort and care for her.
It is by virtue of this amazing charm that this beautiful elf is able to get along like a fish in the aristocratic circle, making elites from various fields fall under her skirt and easily find out all kinds of information.
The maid quickly came to her senses and continued to ask:
"What do you mean, his hound met a more terrifying monster, and that's why he rebelled?"
The elf lady smiled slightly, making this gorgeous living room a little brighter, and then continued:
"It's unlikely. It's just a legend after all."
"Even the ancient books did not record the appearance of that monster, and I don't know what kind of power it has. I doubt whether it really exists. Maybe it's just the delusion of the ancients, or maybe it was the guy who wanted to attract people.
A story that my mind made up."
"But no matter what, since it is a monster that can make the Bloodripper surrender willingly, why can't it be the image of a middle-aged man or a little donkey?"
The maid listened and nodded. The lady's analysis was well-founded and convincing.
"Haha, you must have heard a lot of stories like this using cliché methods, right? It seems that guy is not careful enough..."
"It's a pity that he is just a researcher of monsters, so he has no value."
Because of the lady's beauty, men who want to get close to her can form a strong team, and there are naturally many of them who are glib and good at telling stories.
She has heard many stories, some of which are even more ridiculous and outrageous. In comparison, this devilish story does not have many highlights.
The lady smiled, blinked her bright eyes again, and continued:
"That middle-aged man must be a strong man in the empire, right? He used some kind of secret method or holy object, or maybe it was the power of the demigod realm? But I don't think the demigods of the empire still have the intention to be in the imperial capital at this time.
Catch spies."
"But this must be just a coincidence, otherwise he would not be alive to see me."
The maid nodded and asked again:
"Then what should we do next? Will people from the empire find us based on the hound?"
The lady showed a confident smile and replied:
"He is an experienced veteran and should know what to do, although he will inevitably feel heartbroken..."
"Report this matter to the Owl, and then we will continue the previous investigation. We must seize the time to find out what happened on the Tower of Truth that day?"
"Tower of Truth..."
The maid murmured in a low voice, with a slight confusion in her eyes, and continued to ask:
"Do you have any clues now?"
The lady shook her head helplessly.
These days, she has tried her best to inquire about this matter in her social circle, but in the end she found nothing.
Three weeks have passed, but there are still many doubts about the entire Imperial Capital attack. Even the Empire itself has not figured it out, let alone spies like them.
At present, people only know that the attack was carried out by the notorious Apostle organization, and that two of the empire's demigods betrayed it. It was only through the cooperation of the two traitors that such a big thing could be accomplished.
The two traitors also mysteriously disappeared after the incident, and the abandoned family were all arrested and sent to prisoner-of-war camps and military prostitution camps on the northern defense line last week to vent the empire's anger.
There are still two biggest doubts.
One is how the chaotic dream was destroyed?
The other is, what exactly happened on the Tower of Truth?
Regarding the first question, the lady inquired about some information. It is said that an imperial saint was present at the time. Although he did not want to reveal his name, he said this afterward:
"The dream was destroyed by my husband and daughter. They killed the dream manager and the dream collapsed."
This piece of information was so outrageous that the noble lady judged it as worthless false news. She believed that the saint had suffered severe mental pollution, his consciousness had fallen into confusion and blur, and he was talking nonsense.
Because according to the clues provided by others, this saint is still unmarried and has never even touched a man's hand. Where did he get his husband and daughter?
As for the second doubt, there was also an imperial saint present at the time. He still refused to reveal his name and said afterwards:
"I was in a huge crisis at that time, and then my dear family came to save me in time."
This news is still too outrageous and is still worthless fake news.
Because that saint is also unmarried and has never been in love, so how can he be dear to him?
It seems that the mental pollution she suffered is equally serious, which makes people sympathize.
The two pieces of false news made the lady feel a little funny, and at the same time a little bit indignant.
Most of the male saints in the empire had corrupt private lives and were extremely immodest. They had to marry several wives and keep mistresses outside. Many of them had so many illegitimate children that they even opened schools and even came to pay attention to her.
embryo.
On the other hand, what about female saints? They can't even find a boyfriend, and they can't get married at a young age?
Hell is empty and the devil is in the world. My whole body is shaking and my hands and feet are cold. How can I stand up?
All in all, no one knows what happened at the Tower of Truth that day.
Many people believe that the empire should have used a level 0 sacred object to resolve the matter.
Because there are rumors that the protective circle of a certain level 0 holy object has been lifted.
At the same time, there was an obvious phenomenon of supernatural failure at the scene, that is, the mysterious disappearance of supernatural power.
In the face of higher-level extraordinary beings, low-level extraordinary beings will no longer be mysterious or extraordinary. They will appear dull and ordinary.
This usually occurs after using rule-level sacred objects.
Therefore, the task that the lady received from her supervisor was to find out what happened that day through her social circle. If the empire used a level 0 sacred object, then find out which one it was.
There is no doubt that this is the most core secret of the empire. Even though the noble lady has so many subordinates, no information can be found.
"This task is too difficult and dangerous, and it is very likely that it will not be completed..."
The lady sighed helplessly.
"However, I can try to inquire about the mysterious strong man who stole the hound. This is also valuable information, and I should be able to pass it on to the Owl."
"He has revealed his appearance and his iconic metal prosthetic limbs. It shouldn't be difficult to find out."
"Furthermore, from the description of the 'Hunter', he is a particularly handsome and elegant middle-aged man, which makes me a little curious..."
Since the death of her husband, the lady has been trying hard to maintain the image of a chaste widow. Although she frequently goes into social circles and has received numerous licks, no one has ever slept in her bed or licked her mouth.
An old hunter.
She knows very well that this beautiful body is her biggest bargaining chip and her most critical trump card, so she will naturally not abuse herself casually and make her trump card lose value.
She must play her trump card in the most critical place.
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And the mysterious strong man who aroused her interest was standing in his stable, looking at the dying licking dog in front of him.
It had lost its vitality and lay on the ground helplessly, looking longingly at the little donkey in front of it.
"You were still alive and kicking last night, why did you suddenly die?"