Wizard, I have a different world

"The one just now seems to be Mrs. Anne?" Karl looked at the carriage going away, thoughtfully.

"yes."

Kaili nodded:

"Anne Boleyn, after the earl's death, all the rich property belonged to her alone. She is a well-known noblewoman in the city."

"but……"

"She is getting more and more beautiful."

As he said this, he subconsciously licked the corners of his mouth and looked at the carriage going away with a look of reluctance.

Carl shook his head.

There are many disputes in front of a widow, not to mention such a beautiful and wealthy widow.

He had also heard the story of Lady Anne, who was born into a wealthy businessman's family, married into a wealthy family, and became a widow at a young age.

The rich inheritance left by her husband and her beautiful appearance made her the favorite of many men.

No one called her Mrs. Boleyn, but Lady Anne.

However, this beautiful lady never remarried, and she exclusively enjoyed the title and wealth of countess.

There are rumors that she has never been with a man, especially a young and handsome boy. Over time, she has become what some people call a slut.

There are those who are envious, jealous, and contemptuous.

It is said.

A marquis was her guest in bed, and due to the identity of her dead husband, no one in the city dared to offend her.

Because of this, Kaili was obviously unhappy and did not delay the young man from getting on the carriage.

Experience taught her that one should never underestimate a woman's desire for revenge, especially a beautiful and powerful woman.

Of course, these have nothing to do with Karl, he is more concerned about the sudden sense of crisis just now.

Killing intent!

Or something else.

No matter what it was, the aura leaking from Miles' body aroused his alertness.

This feeling has never happened before.

‘Is it possible that practicing the Poison Wolf Breathing Technique can also increase your ability to perceive danger? ’

‘Or is there something weird about the guy named Miles? ’

Karl touched his chin, his eyes showing thinking.

"ah!"

"Dead people!"

While he was deep in thought, an exclamation came from behind.

When the two heard the sound and looked around, they saw that the crowd was in chaos. Some people poked their heads out curiously, while others quickly moved away.

"What's going on?"

"Looks like someone found a body!"

"Walk."

Karl put away his thoughts:

"Go over and have a look."

As a city inspector, no matter how responsible I am, I cannot turn a blind eye when encountering this kind of thing.

The body was found in a smelly ditch. It was just bones except for skin. It was so shriveled that it looked like a mummy that had been dead for decades, or like a wooden stick that had been drained of moisture.

The scene upon entering is horrifying, disgusting, and weird.

"Judging from the clothes, she should be a young woman, but there is nothing obvious about her from this situation."

Carl endured the peculiar smell and bent down to check:

"There are two red spots on the neck. Could it be that he was really sucked to death by a vampire?"

"Vampire?" Kaili's eyes lit up:

"The young man named Miles just now had incredibly white skin. Could it be that he did it?"

According to legend, vampires have very fair skin.

"Do you really believe there are vampires?" Karl raised his head and glanced at him:

"Even if there is, it seems that vampires can't come out during the day. If you are really suspicious, you can apply to have the person arrested. I'm afraid Mrs. Anne won't agree."

"Forget it."

Kaili simply gave up this plan:

"Let's investigate first and then talk about it. Speaking of which, this is already the fifth similar murder case in the city."

"The deceased were all young women."

"Oh!" Karl straightened up:

"Has it already been five?"

When I met Chief Dinah at the church a few days ago, the other party mentioned a similar case.

"never mind."

After clapping his hands, Karl looked at the figures running over:

"Leave it to the police...there's actually a night watchman?"

There are inspectors and police officers in the city to maintain law and order, and the Holy See also has similar positions called night watchmen.

It's just that few cases alarm the Night Watch.

Unless it involves worshiping evil gods, fire thieves, or some weird cases.

Kaili also looked puzzled, obviously he had just found out.

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In the eyes of people who have not studied autopsy, a corpse is just a corpse, and it is difficult to find any clues.

After being handled by professional police officers and night watchmen, Karl lost interest in drinking and came to Safi Street alone.

The most famous tailors and shoemakers in Signo City are gathered here, as well as the largest clothing stores, watch stores, cane stores, etc.

His old clothes were worn out.

In addition, after practicing the poisonous wolf breathing method, my body shape seems to have changed again, and I also need to change my clothes.

"gentlemen."

The clerk with a tape measure hanging around his neck greeted warmly:

"Is there anything you need?"

"I want to customize a few sets of clothes." Karl stood in front of the display cabinet and looked at the several sets of men's suits inside.

And said:

“Not too much silk.”

It should be that silk is too rare here, and the popular dresses can be matched by both men and women.

The Baroque or Rococo style can still be said to be elegant and luxurious on women, but men also have gorgeous silks and gauze sewn on their collars and sleeves, which is really hard for Karl to accept.

There are also lace and white stockings, which challenge his aesthetic limits.

"no problem."

The clerk doesn’t mind the picky customers:

"Do you have a sample? Or tell us your specific requirements, we can customize it according to your requirements."

"Material should be mainly velvet and brocade, no layers of scarves, the simpler the better." Carl stroked the clothing material and said:

"The coat should be to the knees. Do you have a sample of military uniforms here? I plan to modify it with reference to the military uniforms."

"Yes."

The clerk nodded, and the customer's request flashed through his mind. He only felt a little strange but did not question it:

"I'll get it for you."

"Okay."

Carl nodded.

He prefers modern three-piece suits, which will certainly look too different here.

However, there is a transition between Baroque and suits, and neutralizing each other can also meet the requirements.

In his opinion, the clothing of the Kingdom of Gondor now has a trend of developing towards women and excessive decoration.

This is also normal.

The abundance of materials will dazzle people, and naturally pursue luxury, and all kinds of materials will be added desperately.

And when you get used to these, you will pursue simplicity and freshness, and no longer pay too much attention to the appearance.

"Tighten the waist from the back seam or the sides, and let the hem open, so that it is convenient for riding and does not affect strenuous activities."

"The waist should be fitted, and as for the gorgeousness..."

Carl thought for a while and said:

"Add some gold thread embroidery, but not too complicated, night watchman? No, I don't want that style."

The clerk had never heard of so many requirements, so he simply invited the tailor master, and the two gestured to discuss.

The tailor seemed very interested in Carl's proposal, especially the details, and listened very carefully.

At first glance, it looked like an apprentice seeking to learn.

"Wait a minute."

Carl suddenly stopped discussing and looked towards the front hall, and two familiar figures came into view.

The landlady Mary and her daughter Jenny.

"Jenny."

Looking at the ladies' dress in front of her, Mary looked embarrassed:

"Three pounds, this is too expensive for us, and this kind of clothes can only be worn occasionally, it is not practical."

"I am going to attend a party, should I wear the old clothes you sewed for me?" Jenny stamped her feet:

"Mom, I finally passed the exam of the Barrow Singing Group, isn't it worth buying a dress to celebrate?"

"But..." Mary lowered her head and said weakly:

"This is too expensive!"