The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Elm Street.

Sigmund looked at the nameplate on the street and sighed softly.

The city of Liam was divided into many areas. Elm Street, where he was located at this time, was the first to develop, and many merchants and nobles were concentrated in the early days.

Although the boundary was broken later and the city changed, but slowly, it was still loved by many emerging middle classes.

In other words, this is a half-rich neighborhood.

It is not difficult to understand that even if you are a woman and you will be discriminated against at work, a lawyer can be regarded as a higher-paying profession in any world.

As a single, elite and independent woman, choosing a neighborhood with good law and order is a basic operation.

As for the issue of being single, although Rebecca did not mention similar topics, Sigmund believed that he would never be wrong.

No, it was a mistake.

After experiencing the incident at the White Seagull Manor, Sigmund is also very concerned about the improvement of another ability, not only the ability of the seer.

Now in normal times, his sense of smell is much stronger than that of ordinary people, although it will cause some disturbances... For example, Sigmund will suffer more torture in the stinky streets.

But most still do more good than harm.

More importantly, he can activate his ability to increase his sense of smell in a short period of time, and cooperate with his observation ability to discover some details that are easily overlooked.

Nowadays, although Sigmund's various abilities have been improved, he lacks the quality to use this ability.

That is the so-called experience.

And these should be supplemented by Ashley in the coming time.

"Nice environment."

Sigmund looked around.

"Which floor do you live on?" Seeing Rebecca, he took the initiative to exchange a few words.

"If conditions permit, I advise you to change to another place."

"Why?" Rebecca looked unhappy.

"This Elm Street, oh, forget it, you don't understand, but you'd better ask if there is a guy named Freddy around here." Sigmund half-jokingly.

This is his own bad taste.

"Freddy?" Rebecca seemed to be very concerned about her own safety, she didn't say it, but secretly remembered the name in her heart.

But she quickly put the question behind her, and stepped forward, approaching Sigmund.

"I promised to provide you with a temporary residence, but you didn't tell me, you will bring other people!"

"Still a woman!"

"Women can't, but men can?" Sigmund said with a smile.

"It's not about men and women!" Rebecca raised her voice.

"What time is this? Mr. Skind will appear in court the day after tomorrow, but you brought back a woman at night!" There was a little anger in her voice.

"Ashley Nova."

The female assassin behind her took a step forward to speak, and extended her right hand to Rebecca very formally.

"That's my name, I'm not that woman, I'm a private eye."

"detective?"

"Woman?" Rebecca looked suspicious.

Double-standard monsters, double-standard monsters appeared.

Sigmund tapped his forehead, suspicious of others? But you yourself are a rare female lawyer.

"Rebecca Stein."

I don't know if it's the blush of the setting sun or what, but Sigmund always felt that Rebecca's cheeks were slightly flushed when she shook hands.

"Let's get to the point quickly, I want to take a look at the case information."

After a few words, the female assassin took control of the situation, and the three of them walked towards the door side by side.

"It's very quiet."

Looking at the two women who were vaguely confronting each other, Sigmund had nothing to say. This was a four-story apartment. The three of them stood at the door for a while, but Sigmund didn't hear the voices of other residents.

"By the way, you haven't told me which floor you live on?"

"Now that there is one more person, it should be quite convenient."

"There are not many floors."

Rebecca replied in a muffled voice.

Sigmund smiled and shook his head, thinking that the female lawyer was still a little emotional because of what happened just now, but then Rebecca's answer made him instantly confused.

"I live on these four floors."

"You rented the fourth floor, all the rooms?!"

Sigmund opened his mouth, even if it was for personal safety, it was too hard.

"not at all."

"Then how many rooms did you rent?"

"I bought it."

"Buy... bought it!?"

This time even Ashley looked sideways.

The historical process of this world is somewhat similar to that of Europe in the nineteenth century, but because of the extraordinary power, many details are outrageously exaggerated.

But in general, price assets still have a reference basis.

Just like real estate.

Although Liam City can't compare with the capital Abetus, it is a seaport city after all, with many businessmen moving around. Compared with other cities of the same size, the real estate value here is higher.

Although, not long ago, Sigmund also owned a house, but their house could not be compared with this place in terms of terrain, decoration, and scale.

an apartment.

Good guy.

With reference to Lawrence's salary, Sigmund planned to calculate how long it would take to afford such a property.

But soon he gave up.

because……

"In addition to this one, so are the two next to it."

Rebecca said blankly.

An imperceptible smugness flashed in the corner of the female lawyer's eyes. It was obvious that seeing Sigmund and Ashley's surprise also made her a little happy.

Aunt……

No, it's my sister, I don't want to work hard anymore.

The rich man is by my side, but the clown is me.

"Why do you still want to be a lawyer when you have so much money?"

Rebecca is young and has extremely limited social experience, so it is naturally impossible for these assets to come from herself.

It seems that even in a different world, you can't escape the law of fighting for fathers.

"Does it matter?"

"Being a lawyer is my ambition. In addition, I also want to train more female lawyers like me!"

Sigmund nodded. These views were commonplace in the era he lived in. But in the Kingdom of Elam, there are too few women like Rebecca.

Relatively speaking, from London in the nineteenth century, it should be easier for a female assassin to recognize Rebecca's ideas.

Entering the apartment, the decoration inside is very simple. According to Rebecca, she seems to have a plan to rent these vacant rooms to women who want to study for free or at a very low price.

Listening to her enthusiastic introduction and grand prospects, Sigmund has a deeper understanding of this resolute female lawyer.

"All the information is here."

Entering the study, the case information prepared by Rebecca has been spread out on the table. Her room is very tidy, without too many unnecessary decorations. One wall is covered with large and small case entries, and the other side is Complete map of Liam Harbour.

It even includes some of the surrounding towns.

The two went up to Sigmund and quickly flipped through it. He was sorting out the information of the case, but the female assassin at the side pulled out one of the photos and looked at it thoughtfully.

"What's wrong?" Sigmund asked.

"This photo... No, there is something wrong with the dagger in the photo."

Sigmund took the photo and recognized at a glance that it was the self-defense dagger that Lawrence often carried.

"What's the problem?" he asked hastily.

Unexpectedly, Ashley hadn't thoroughly sorted out the whole case, and seemed to have found a major clue through only one photo.