The Kingdom of Leal, Yorkshire, is a luxurious manor outside the outskirts.

The continuous wheat fields wrap the entire manor, and the sun shines down from the extremely high horizon, and the golden luster keeps rising and falling, and the manor is hidden in this wheat wave.

In the entire area, there is no other sound except the rustling wheat ears.

But at this moment, the originally quiet wheat fields suddenly sounded violently, like a jet plane passing through the sky, extremely noisy and harsh.

A blue figure suddenly appeared from outside the horizon in the distance, then flashed a few times, with layers of air waves, and then walked straight towards the small house next to it, pushing the door open and entering.

In the room was an old man with white hair and beard sitting, holding a transparent glass cup, drinking the light brown viscous liquid inside. The old man was a little hunched, his arms were dry and small, but in his deep purple pupils,

Exudes an unusually dazzling luster.

His eyes were not normal pupils, but a flowing star.

"Festo, you are here." It seemed that the old man didn't raise his head, but just said lightly: "Is there anything to ask me for?"

"Vidan was killed." Fisto walked in, and the air wave behind him disappeared. "The crime scene was greatly damaged, and I can't track down the murderer."

His skin was blue all over his body, with blue hair, blue eyes, and blue lips. He could tell at first glance that he was not a normal human.

"...Vidan is your distant nephew." The old man put down the glass in his hand and then swept his eyes; "Since the scene was greatly damaged, how can you be sure that he was killed by someone.

It is not surprising that the blood sacrifice ceremony itself has made it so dangerous.

This sounds strange. Although Festo looks weird, he looks extremely young, at most only in his twenties. Vidan, who is forty or fifty, is actually his nephew.

"His blood sacrifice was not successful, but was forcibly interrupted." Fisto shook his head and said in a deep voice: "I found traces of fighting in the remains of the ruins. Vidan should have been beaten to death by someone. That guy

Really... I told him that he should not focus on research, so that he can't fight hard and have a single means. He can't even beat a slightly normal virtual realm."

Not to mention the death of my nephew is completely unexpected, at least it was prepared. The Force who was completely buried in research was extremely single, and his strength was limited compared to that of the seventh-level martial artist.

However, his nephew was killed, and the murderer was destined to compensate him.

He then turned his eyes to the gray-haired old man, took out a dark golden pocket watch from his arms, and placed it on the other party's table: "Carref, the star of life, your nature can help me lock in the murderer, I will give this time

This is for remuneration.”

Each Force master has a different protocore, so the essence of control is also different. For example, some are fire, some are water, some are speed, some are poison, and some are divination. There are many strange things. This is the essence of Force masters.

"Golden cage watch...you are quite generous. It seems that you have gained a lot of benefits in Billy's ruins in the past few years."

Karrev glanced at the dark gold pocket watch on the table and let out a faint chuckle.

"It's not your business." Fisto frowned and whispered: "Just give me a message... or not."

"help."

Karrev smiled loudly, then wiped his hand on the table, and the dark gold pocket watch disappeared instantly.

He then looked at Fisto and asked in a low voice: "Is there any clues and traces of the murderer?"

"The entire ruin was destroyed, I can only find this..."

Fisto swung his hand and a piece of rag fell on the table. Although it was covered with dark soil and dust...

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