Mystic Dominator

The fisherman who came over nodded to Ronald, before introducing the details of the victim.

The unlucky guy who was disemboweled was called Yake, and he was a fisherman who lived alone in the village. She is single and has no relatives alive, and has not had any recent arguments with others.

To sum it up briefly -

The deceased was a bachelor with little contact with other people, a fisherman who lived alone, and there was not much possibility of vendetta.

Ronald frowned.

If the victims were chosen at random, things would be even more troublesome.

In serial murders, this is often difficult to detect.

However, in order to appease the fishermen, Ronald decided to tell his discovery.

At least the residents of Celephis cannot be made to fear that unwarranted hunter.

"Ahem——"

Coughing twice, Ronald raised his voice and said:

"Everyone, Yake's fatal wound was caused by a sharp weapon!"

"He died from the injury of a sword, not from the bite of that kind of beast. You should know what this means, right?"

Hearing Ronald's words, all the fishermen around fell silent.

Although they only stay in Celepis all the year round, it doesn't mean that they are all fools.

Residents of the same village were killed by sword...

For them, this is a very bad reality.

After waiting quietly for a few seconds, seeing the confused faces of the fishermen around him, Ronald sighed secretly.

Immediately regaining his spirit, he continued to speak:

"Where is Yake's home? Who can take me there first?"

"..."

Responding to Ronald was an air of silence.

At this time, no fisherman has the leisure to stand up.

- They lack a backbone.

"Tsk—"

Ronald smacked his lips and continued to speak to the fishermen around him:

"This incident is not what the monster in your mouth said, but a murder initiated by a real person, so I think it's best for someone to take me there."

"Find out the truth as soon as possible, it's good for everyone!"

The fishermen around fell silent again.

After a few seconds, the man who was the closest to Ronald, who just told him about Yake, took the initiative to speak:

"This... sir?"

Ronald introduced himself:

"Just call me Ronald."

The man responded immediately:

"Yes, Mr. Ronald."

"I know where Yake's home is, so let me take you there."

"Thank you."

After the two of them communicated in a few words, Ronald immediately walked towards the interior of Celephis under the leadership of the man.

In fact, the place where the deceased lived was not too far from the pier.

He was a fisherman after all.

Not more than 500 meters away from the pier, there is a small lonely house sandwiched by the downhill corner of the village dirt road.

Just looking at the pitiful appearance of this room, it can be regarded as a warehouse without any problem.

"You stand guard at the door first, and I'll go in and have a look myself."

After giving instructions to the fisherman behind him, Ronald walked to the door of the house alone.

With the owner already dead, Ronald stepped forward without hesitation.

boom--

The flimsy door swung open immediately.

Walking into it, everything comes into view immediately.

The poor and simple rooms have the same height inside and outside, and there is no comfortable and warm living environment at all.

If you don't know where you are.

Even if you tell Ronald that this is a fisherman's house living in the Middle Ages, he will definitely believe it.

Shaking his head, Ronald didn't express much emotion, and soon began to check the house.

There is really very little in the house.

A tattered bed, a cabinet without a door, and there is not even a good table in the room, only a chair that was rough and joined together, and the door of the cabinet was removed to serve as a dining table.

In addition, there are some fishing tools here, as well as a small stove for cooking, and the stove for heating is connected to the wall of the room. It can also be seen that it is the result of self-renovation.

Homes like this will be inspected in no time.

—There is nothing suspicious in it.

Standing in the drafty room, Ronald began to think.

Today's murder does not look like a spellcaster who lost his mind.

The possibility of the enemy seeking revenge is also very small.

So for what reason would Murder decide to kill an innocent fisherman?

Imitation crime?

Or is there something deeper lurking, something like a occult side ritual or something?

Or, in order to achieve an ulterior purpose, the other party hopes to arouse the fear of the residents of Celephis?

The possibilities are simply too many...

While meditating, Ronald also walked out of this humble house.

The fisherman seemed to be guarding the door very faithfully, not letting anyone approach it.

Immediately, Ronald said:

"I'll go to church first, and I will definitely deal with this matter before I leave."

"You can tell everyone to disperse first, so you don't need to gather at the pier again."

"Okay, sir."

The fisherman planned to leave obediently, but he only took two steps before he looked back at Ronald with complicated emotions in his eyes:

"Sir... are you sure you can fix it?"

"I am sure."

Seeing the fisherman's expression, Ronald's tone also became serious.

"This matter will be resolved, please believe me."

"OK."

After receiving such an answer, the fisherman simply left here.

After silently watching the man's back disappear, Ronald returned to the church on his own. The time it took to go back and forth was actually no more than an hour in total.

So when he returned to the church, there was basically no change here.

The boy who had delivered the letter before had been sent away by the priest, and now Connie was sitting alone in the empty chapel, touching and praying.

Looking at the back of the other party, Ronald said directly:

"Mr. Connie, where are the other mysterious people on Celephaz's side?"

"Can you tell me their names and addresses?"

Without any hesitation, the priest answered directly:

"Apart from me, there are actually three people."

"They are the herbalist who lives at the head of the village, the blacksmith who lives in the middle of the village, and the carpenter in the village."

"..."

Herbalists, blacksmiths, and carpenters...

After bowing his head and thinking for a few seconds, Ronald said:

"Try to simplify the information and tell them about their situation."

"OK."

Father Coney still did not refuse.

Putting the book in his hand on the side, he immediately stood up from the chair:

"Among these three people, the herbalist and the carpenter are locals who have lived in Celephas for more than two generations, and their ancestors are all mysterious people who were eliminated because they failed to learn spells."

"As for the blacksmith, he was a survivor of a shipwreck some years ago."

"People from other countries who chose to live in seclusion here because they lost all their wealth."