Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

King Gale felt sorry for this short but beautiful love. He kissed the girl in his arms back and spent the last time in the village with her, as a farewell to his former self.

The following plot becomes tense and rapid. Ambitious Draco fights on the battlefield, makes achievements, and gradually spreads her fame. In the fifteenth act, she will confront the betrayer in the camp in the corridor between the two towers.

This scene tests the actors' balance ability because there are no fences on both sides of the aisle, but there are protective measures underneath, so even if they fall, they will not get hurt.

If a mistake is made under the watchful eyes of so many people, the actor's reputation will surely be damaged.

The red curtain was pulled open to both sides, and two actors stood on the platform, holding Victorian-style swords, ready to perform a duel. King Draco Gale, wearing armor, had long gray hair dancing in the wind, and his face was stained with blood, as was the sword in his hand.

Opposite him was a knight wrapped in armor. Feng Qingyu couldn't see his appearance from his angle, but judging from his physique, he was a strong man.

This man is also quite famous in Victorian history, but all of his comments are negative. He betrayed the great Gaelic King and leaked military intelligence to the enemy camp in exchange for high positions and generous salaries.

This scene is a famous scene where the two people confront and duel under the moon.

The "knight" walked to the corridor of the tower with very stiff movements, and then an extremely shocking scene occurred. No one expected to see such a horrific scene in the theater.

He raised his hands, and his joints felt like unlubricated bearings and joints, severely stuck.

Under the gaze of thousands of spectators, the knight took off his head and held it in both hands. Then, the headless body tilted to the side and fell downwards.

"Snapped--"

The body fell in the center of the stage, and the head rolled towards the audience and landed at the feet of the first row of audience.

"what--"

A shrill scream broke out at the scene.

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Hedgehog Cat is asking for support for his new book, the title of which is "Forced to Become a Saint, I Turned on the Simulator".

Silica traveled to a game she had played before called "Saint Infernal Affairs" and played the role of a highly respected saint.

Becoming a saint did not allow her to live a life of luxury with no worries about food and clothing every day. This game is full of Be endings, and one will end up in a dead end if one is not careful.

However, she actually loaded a simulator that could simulate various options in advance, so she could know the outcome of each option before making a choice.

【You refuse to baptize female believers.】

[The church believes that you have distracting thoughts and should be purified.]

[You were dragged into the holy pond by dozens of female believers and confessed in front of the statue for a day and a night.]

【Ending: A person with mixed thoughts.】

[You rejected the Sixth Princess's request.]

[The Sixth Princess has developed a great interest in you and holds a great grudge against you.]

[You were reported by believers for having a chaotic private life.]

[The church has stripped you of your status as a saint and sent you to the Sixth Princess.]

【Ending: The Princess's prey.】

……

In order to avoid triggering a dangerous ending, Silica lived a life of walking on thin ice, because the attitudes of all the women around her towards her became more and more subtle.

As a clergyman with a holy mind and body, Silica vowed not to be possessed by these people.

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51. Artistic Killing

Feng Qingyu watched the head rolling to his feet, feeling terrified and a chill down his spine.

From the appearance of the skull, we can only preliminarily determine that the deceased is a middle-aged Sarkaz male, probably between forty-five and fifty years old, and nothing else is known.

His eyes were wide open and bloodshot, "staring" at the sky above the theater. His eyes were full of fear, confusion, and a hint of regret.

However, the matter was not yet completely over, the headless corpse suddenly climbed up from the ground and grabbed the sword used for performance on the ground. Although the sword was not sharpened, the front end could pierce some objects.

The corpse walked slowly to the stage holding a sword. The audience was so scared that they ran around and screamed.

They didn't know what the corpse would do next. If they were killed and had the same fate as it, it would be unbearable to watch. They might as well run away while they had the chance.

The actors on the stage and the staff behind the scenes had long disappeared, and they had no time to care about the performance or anything else.

The entire theater was in chaos, and everyone was scrambling to get out. Feng Qingyu stood there, more curious about what the corpse would do next than being afraid.

The weird and bizarre scene had a huge visual impact on her, far exceeding her fear of the crime scene.

Ya Ye just frowned and stood beside Feng Qingyu, enjoying this "feast" full of weird atmosphere with her.

The corpse took stiff steps and slowly approached her head. Feng Qingyu was stunned, only a few meters away from the corpse, until an Ursus man pulled her collar hard and dragged her back for a distance, and then she woke up from the dream.

"Do you want your head chopped off, too?"

"No... I just fell into a state similar to a madness or nightmare. I wanted to move my feet but I couldn't move at all. It was like someone cast a spell on me."

"If you are afraid, admit it."

"I'm not afraid of dead people. I've seen a lot of them before, and my eyes have become immune to them."

Yaye let go of her hand that was holding onto the collar, and the two of them stood some distance from the stage and continued to watch the corpse's next move. Everyone else in the theater had left, leaving only the two of them.

"Chacha——"

"Chacha——"

The sound of the corpse's shoes rubbing against the wooden floor echoed in the empty hall. It walked off the stage, came to the side of the head, stabbed the sword into the broken part of the head like a skewer, and finally knelt beside the head, motionless.

After waiting in the theater for a while, the body did not show any strange behavior, as if it was completely dead. At this time, sirens sounded outside the door. The police from Toronto County had arrived in the shortest time possible and should soon seal off the scene.

Feng Qingyu came back to his senses from the strong visual shock and lit a cigarette for himself.

She would inevitably be questioned by the police later. She and Yaye were very close to the stage at the time and were the people who stayed in the theater the longest. They watched the whole monologue performed by the corpse and their emotions were very complicated.

"Could it be related to the surviving daughter of the wizard Leitania?"

We can only find an opportunity to investigate the identity information of the deceased and make plans after Detective Oscar sends the investigation report.

The police's intuition told her that this case was also committed by the murderer of the previous cases. Leitania is a country full of artistic atmosphere, and the murderer likes to kill people in an artistic way. There is a connection between the two.

Every time she committed a crime, what she presented was a "work of art".

52. Weird smile

Among the people who needed to be interrogated, Feng Qingyu saw a familiar figure—Elafia with silver hair and blue eyes, the administrator of the town library.

Sneaking into the theater on the street during work hours and appearing at the murder scene was indeed very suspicious. And...her race also happened to be Elafia, the same race as the suspect.

Although it is not a good idea to draw a conclusion so early, police officers are born to play a role of constantly suspecting others. Anyone involved in the incident, or related non-involved persons, will be suspected by her.

The wizards of Leithania are an incredible group. They are like a huge mystery. People from outside can never get a glimpse of the truth and can only judge based on their own opinions.

Feng Qingyu temporarily put her on the list of suspects. After the police finished questioning, the two had a chance to talk. At the beginning, Feng Qingyu directly asked the question without any beating around the bush.

"Why are you here? As I recall, you were supposed to be on duty in the library."

"I found someone to fill in for me. Louise Rogier rarely performs in this theater. The last time was a few years ago. I wanted to see her as soon as possible, so I asked someone to fill in for me. She would usually come to borrow books from me and was very familiar with the library's borrowing and returning procedures."

"Could it be... that girl from Liberi named Peg?"

"Exactly. Are you a police officer? Why are you looking at me like I'm a criminal?"

The administrator crossed her arms and had an impatient look on her face.

From the police's interrogation just now, Feng Qingyu learned her name for the first time - Rosalyn Simmons. The name is quite ordinary, the type that can be seen everywhere in Victoria and Columbia, but her appearance is too outstanding, so people can't help but like this ordinary name.

"I'm sorry, Miss Rosalyn, I didn't mean to question you. I just... uh... read too many detective novels, and sometimes I imitate the tone of the detectives or police officers in them."

She didn't want to alert the enemy, nor did she want to let people know that she had been a police officer.

"Then can I go now? Also, if you have nothing else to do, move your luggage as soon as possible, preferably when I'm not home. I hate noise. I'll give you the key to the room first, keep it safe for yourself."

The administrator, Miss Rosalin, put a bunch of new keys into Feng Qingyu's hand and glanced at Yaye beside her with curiosity, as if she had misunderstood something.

Feng Qingyu was too lazy to explain. If they talked about this matter next time, she would just clarify that they were just colleagues.

"Thank you, I'll be quick."

"Goodbye."

When Rosaline turned around, Feng Qingyu clearly saw a change in her expressionless face.

The corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a strange sneer. It was an extremely excited emotion, a feeling of joy for something. Looking again, Rosalin's light figure sank into the crowd and quickly disappeared.

Why is she laughing?

The afternoon sun was still strong, and the bloody sunset cast a layer of orange-red light over the theater, making it look more and more like the fire that had burned for a day and a night many years ago.

An uneasy atmosphere was spreading from inside the theater to the outside. Blue and white cordons had blocked off the theater and its surroundings. All irrelevant personnel were dispersed, leaving only police officers to continue the investigation.

I just saw the female police officer with the bad attitude again. Last time, she was handling a case at the doorstep of Feng Qingyu's house. She mocked the infected person mercilessly and even almost went to the level of verbal abuse.

Feng Qingyu still remembers her opening remarks clearly.

——Why are you here again? Are you the god of death? Why do you kill people wherever you go? I hope I don’t see you at the next murder scene, otherwise I will detain you as a suspect.

——Really, the nature of the infected is indeed vulgar and cruel. They do look like that, but I don’t know what they are like in private.

……

The female police officer's prejudice against infected people is like a mountain, which she will probably never be able to remove in her lifetime. Unless she encounters a love story as beautiful as Romeo and Juliet, and falls for the charm of an infected person, she would rather put aside her prejudice and cross this mountain.

"I also hope I won't meet you again next time."

She whispered to the female police officer's back.

Yaye has a lot of questions to ask and never holds them back.

"I never thought you would be so poor that you would sell such a beautiful house and rent a house outside. It's a pity to have so many books and furniture. Do you need my help?"

"Hey...it's not like that. Let me explain."

Feng Qingyu pulled Yaye to a quiet and deserted corner and lowered his voice.

"This is a very troublesome thing to explain, and I need some time. There is a coffee shop across the street, I don't know if you have the patience to listen. I promise, it will only take a cup of coffee."

"As long as you pay for it."

After the thrilling case and police questioning, both of them were thirsty and hungry, and a cup of coffee was obviously not enough to resist the wave of hunger.

Eventually, they bypassed the cafe and ate at Victoria's basement restaurant.

As we all know, Victorian restaurants are very expensive, and a meal can cost tens of thousands. In order to calm down, Feng Qingyu was able to accept the prices on the menu.

Once people are subjected to strong stimulation, they will induce impulsive consumption behavior. She may be in this stage now.

Due to the Londinium and Hillshire incidents, the situation in Victoria has been turbulent recently and business has not been good. Major restaurants have lowered the prices of their dishes to attract customers or launched promotional activities to increase sales.

Compared with the last time I came, the price has dropped by nearly 20%.

"Anything you want, you're welcome. Puberty girls should eat more. Your teacher asked me to take good care of you, especially your diet. Don't always look at healthy recipes. Occasionally eating something high in calories will make you happy."

Feng Qingyu turned the menu to the fried food section and pushed it to Yaye.

Yaye just glanced at it and said, "The life of adults is so decadent, filled with the smell of cigarettes, alcohol, grease, and cheap perfume and powder. Of course, the adults mentioned here do not include Teacher Kal'tsit and everyone in Rhodes Island, but only you."

"Wow... You always give me such bad comments. What on earth do you dislike about me?"

"Nothing. I'll have fish and chips, a lamb chop, a bottle of vodka, a vegetable salad and a chocolate cake."

The self-disciplined Ursusfilin people took a great step and stopped worrying about those messy health problems. This is what this young girl should look like, making her even more lovely.

If Kal'tsit could see this scene, she would be sincerely happy.

The indifferent girl gradually opened her heart to her.

53. The Riddler’s True Disciple