Adventurer of the Elf World

"This..."

The scene inside the room was weird. Seven people sat neatly on the sofa in different postures. Some of them even held bottles of wine in their hands. They looked drunk.

But the strange thing was that these people were only broken to the neck, and their heads were not on the body at all.

The muscles at the broken end were uneven, as if the head was twisted off alive by brute force.

Some of them could still leave most of their necks, but some were directly broken in the middle, revealing the yellow spine, and even worse, the throat was pulled out and forcibly broken, leaving half of it hanging on the body.

As for the heads of those people, they were neatly piled up and placed in the direction of the door.

These people seemed to have their heads removed when they were awake, and their facial features were distorted to a limit that humans could not, but they were all full of fear and pain, and their eyes were bulging out.

The ground was full of blood flowing, and finally merged into a stream and flowed out from the crack of the door.

As soon as the two opened the door, they looked at the heads inside, and just one look seemed to make them fall into some kind of despair.

One person subconsciously raised his hand and slapped his companion, but his action made the man even more frightened. His legs softened and he fell to the ground, making a meaningless cry.

"Ah!"

The man suddenly found that his hand felt a little sticky. He looked subconsciously and saw that he was sitting on the bloodstain, with his right hand covered in blood.

"Ah!!!"

An even more exaggerated cry came out. The man didn't care about anything else at all. He rolled and crawled from the corridor and rushed outside, shouting loudly.

"Someone is dead!"

"Someone is dead!"

"The boss is dead!"

The other one was a little better, but he couldn't help but turn around and run away when he saw his companion like this.

…………

A residential building somewhere in Tokiwa City

Before dawn, an old woman with gray hair and haggard expression got up from the chair, looked up at the gray sky outside, sighed, and walked into the room.

This slight sound startled the person on the bed, who struggled to get up, and a slightly hoarse voice sounded.

"Wake up~"

"Hey! You're not well yet." The old woman hurried over when she heard this, sat down beside the bed and supported him.

"Don't worry, it's just a sprain. I'm fine~" The old man sat up slowly, leaned on the pillow, and smiled at his wife.

But this smile was a bit forced. Bruise can be clearly seen on the old man's face. In addition, his face was pale and bloodless, giving people a feeling of decline.

Looking at the old man's weak appearance, she showed a distressed expression on her face. Thinking of what happened yesterday, she was even more angry, but there was more helplessness.

"Alas~ They robbed it, so why did you go up~"

"That's our wedding token! How could I watch them rob it? If I were ten years younger, I would definitely be able to..."

The old man couldn't help but get angry when he heard this. He wanted to sit up straight, but the slightly bigger movement involved pain. His face suddenly became worse. He held his waist with his hand and gasped in pain.

"Oh~hiss——"

"How is it! Are you okay?" Seeing this, the old woman couldn't help but feel more distressed, and her eyes were slightly moist.

"It's okay~ It's okay~" The old man waved his hand, slowly leaned back, and muttered: "I really can't refuse to accept my old age..."

As soon as the silence fell, the old man asked: "How much money is left at home?"

The old woman couldn't help but pause when she heard this, and spoke after several seconds.

"No matter what, we have to live. Don't think about it now. Just stay calm and recover from your injuries."

The old woman naturally knew the family's financial situation and didn't continue.

The old woman also fell silent when she saw this, and stood up after a while.

"Are you hungry~ I'll prepare breakfast for you."

The old woman who went out looked even more haggard.

Those people took away all their savings and even beat them up. If they had money, they would have gone to the hospital long ago instead of being forced to recover at home.

The old woman came to the kitchen to check the food, and it was almost finished. At that time, she could only sell the house.

"Ah~"

The old woman sighed and started to prepare breakfast.

But she suddenly found a cloth bag on the kitchen table.

When was it put there?

The old woman was a little strange, but she often forgot things, so she didn't care too much and walked over to open it.

It looked like clothes were cut and wrapped randomly, but the things inside made the old woman exclaim.

One hand covered her mouth and the other hand pressed her rapidly beating heart.

Her voice alerted the old man in the house and shouted outside.

"What's wrong! What happened?"

"Nothing!"

The old woman shouted, fearing that her husband would get out of bed, and hurried to the room.

But this time her footsteps were not as heavy as before, but seemed a little brisk.

As soon as she entered the room, she saw the old man struggling to get up, and hurried over to hold him down, complaining: "What are you doing~"

"What happened just now? Are you okay?" The old man didn't care about himself, but asked a question instead.

"It's okay! Wait a minute."

The old woman smiled and went out again to get the cloth bag and spread it on the bed.

"This!"

The old woman saw something in the cloth bag at first glance, and reached out to pick it up with trembling hands, with an expression of disbelief on her face.

The old woman reached out and grabbed her husband's hand and said excitedly: "Yes, someone sent it back."

"Just get it back..." The old man grabbed his wife's hand with his backhand and put the ring on her hand again. A trace of color appeared on his pale face, and a smile appeared again.

The old man also found a note in the package and opened it to read it.

The words written on the note were neat in shape, but a little strange in the details.

However, these two old people did not see it. They only knew that the content above was that the criminals would be killed, the things would be returned, and there would be some compensation.

The two people took inventory and found that the valuable jewelry that had been stolen was not bad at all, and there was indeed more money.

In addition, there are two bottles of Moo Milk in the package.

The two old men looked at this note and couldn't help crying with joy...

Similar things happened in many places in Joban City. When I woke up in the morning, I found that there was an extra package at home for no reason. It contained stolen property. If there was any damage, I would bring compensation.

"Honey! Our money is back!"

"Oh! Some good person can help us~"

"Thank God~"

The ordinary people involved in this incident have emerged from the haze shrouded by Team Rocket, but they are only a small part of Joban City, an insignificant part.

The shadow from Team Rocket is still lingering over Joban City.