I, the Lord of the End

Chapter 24, The Sofa Hidden Man Case!

In this world, equipment is divided into five levels, which are common, rare, epic, dynasty sacred weapon, and virtual realm artifact.

Among them, the first three levels can be made by mortals, and the sacred artifacts of the dynasty must rely on the power of gods, and the artifacts of the void are the most special. There are only three sources of this equipment, one is a major discovery in the ruins of the void, and the other is a very rare The reward after triggering the mission of the True God of the Void Realm, the third is casting by a certain Holy Throne Supreme. A Holy Throne Supreme can only cast one Void Realm artifact in his lifetime, and the premise is that he has extra strength and energy.

Rezland is a famous producer of rare equipment, and the Dwarf Greenham Mountains and Light Elf Magic Furnace are both famous producers of epic equipment.

Sid's previous equipment was all rare equipment, which was made by Lao Ma's blacksmith workshop. Besides, Sid had only seen epic-level equipment at noble banquets. Forged by masters, they are often one-of-a-kind, commissioned by wealthy clients, and are not only magical but aesthetically pleasing.

His current problem is that he has temporarily obtained a Void Realm Artifact. Sid, who has never been in contact with this thing before, has no taboos on how to use it.

Holding up the Holy Grail of Nightmare, gently shaking the turbid and bubbling thick slurry in the cup, Sid tried to pour out a little slurry, but immediately stopped his movements.

Don't try it now, try it later when you have a chance.

Coming out of the study, Sid saw the big sister who was dozing on the sofa. Even though she was asleep, the big sister still showed her amazing charm. The picturesque atmosphere made the original simple and unpretentious living room look like a palace. Generally, the slender and well-proportioned calves under the hip-covering uniform skirt are wrapped in thin silk stockings, and the fleshy silk feet are slightly curled up in the brown velvet pantyhose. Polished toes are covered in a haze.

Sid couldn't help but stared at the place for more than ten seconds, and then moved his gaze to the big sister's white and tender face.

Ilustias has the habit of taking a nap, and she is usually defenseless against Sid, she sleeps soundly.

The beautiful white-haired boy subconsciously wanted to reach out to his sister, but pulled back before touching her.

He understood what his elder sister was thinking. Ilustias had always wanted to take care of her younger brother. If she knew the danger she was about to face, the elder sister would definitely let him hide in the shelter and not go out.

However, after hearing Big Sister's reply, Sid has made up his mind that he will not drag Big Sister down no matter what.

Three days, at most three days, he must leave after staying here for three days, and he must leave before the Raven Knights react.

The complicated things made Sid's head a little confused. He just needed to find someone to repair the equipment and buy fresh ingredients by the way, so the white-haired boy put on a little makeup for himself, put on two pieces of stubble and put on the cloak hood, hoping De stepped quietly out of 12 Krammstrasse.

It's a quiet day for now.

Sid looked up to the sky. Although there was a storm hidden under the tranquility, this might be the last time he and his big sister spent together in recent days.

OK, it's decided, making goulash tonight!

Before stepping out of the doorsteps guarding the protection of magic, a newspaper boy was running along the cobbled path of the main street, shouting today's headlines.

"Extraordinary! Extraordinary! Front page headlines, the most bizarre murder case in history! The sofa hiding case!"

"Sir Hoffman, the dispatch officer of the Holy Empire, was found dead at home yesterday afternoon! The Tribune Knight discovered that the murderer had hidden in the sofa chair of Sir Hoffman's home!"

"The most bizarre murder case in the history of Rizran! Extraordinary, extraordinarily, the sofa hiding case!"

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"???"

"??????"

The white-haired handsome boy who was still descending the steps stood still, his mouth opened wide.

Hoffman, dead?

what did i do?
And how could this matter be in the newspapers the next day?
In the Holy Empire, the literacy rate of civilians is not high, and most of the literate people are concentrated in the first three classes, especially the Nobili and Iquis classes, while the Sivis class is literate but has little culture. The educated level of the townspeople will be relatively high, while the educated level of the peasants in the countryside will be relatively low. As for the fourth class Seus, most of them are illiterate.

In this world, printing has been invented long ago, but it was once considered a "creation of the devil" and was strictly prohibited. The Holy Empire court and the Church of the Gods of Heaven suppressed this technology, and there were only a few religious publications and official propaganda Artifacts are released.

Strict to harsh regulation is also an important reason why the world has always progressed slowly.

Until the destruction of the Fourth Griffin Dynasty, the strength of the Holy Empire Palace and the Church of the Gods of Heaven was greatly damaged, and the control over the people was weakened. The fifth Hart Dynasty founding emperor Theodore II believed that it was unnecessary to be so strict. At that time, the Supreme Lord Saint Boniface, who was the guardian of the court of the Holy Empire, agreed, and the folk newspapers were gradually released. Even so, the restrictions on newspapers within the control of the Holy Empire were still very large, and it would be better here in Rezlan.

"Extra! Extra!" the little newsboy was running on the street, waving a newspaper, sweating profusely, shouting vigorously.

"Give me one." A hooded man stopped him.

"Okay, sir, two..." The tabloid's fairy tale hadn't finished yet, and the two copper coins had already landed in his hands. He wanted to say thank you, but the visitor had disappeared.

The little newsboy thought he was dazzled, so he rubbed his eyes, but it was really gone, only the two copper coins were still there.

He didn't think too much about it, as long as the money is in his pocket, the little newsboy continued to wave the newspaper: "Extra, extra, sofa hiding case!"

The little newsboy’s voice was from near to far, while Sid felt the chill in his heart from far to near. He held his breath, and opened the newspaper with only two pages. Most of the newspapers printed some unnutritive things, and Sid quickly found what he wants to see.

Sofa hiding case!
"Yesterday afternoon, Sir Hoffman, a dispatch officer from the Empire, was found dead at home. The cause of death was stabbed from behind with a dagger. His body was discovered by his family at night."

"The tribal knight officer received a report from Mrs. Hoffman, and immediately rushed to the scene to investigate. According to the investigation of the tribunal knight officer, everyone present made a shocking discovery. Sir Hoffman not only died of a murder , And it was a premeditated and far-reaching murder! Someone hid in the luxurious sofa chair in Sir Hoffman's house, and attacked from inside the sofa chair while Sir Hoffman was not prepared."

"Sir Horton, the tribal knight who was interviewed, said that judging from the dry food in the sofa chair, the murderer not only hid in the sofa chair to carry out the assassination, but also lived in the sofa chair for a period of time. In the 700 years since the founding of Zlan, there has never been a shocking case, and the court of the Helvetia Kingdom solemnly announced that it must find out the murderer and seek a fair explanation for Sir Hoffman."

"Sir Hoffman was born in a fishing village in the Principality of Raven. As a Sivis, he has always upheld the word 'loyalty', and practiced the general requirements of "loyalty, service, justice, and strictness" in practical actions. It interprets all the original missions of the first holy Falcon Emperor Romani for mankind. Sir Hoffman's life is a life of unremitting struggle for the cause of the Holy Empire and mankind. It is a life of loyalty, diligence, integrity, hard work and simplicity. , I hope that the people of the Empire and the Kingdom of Rezland will continue to unite with one heart and one mind, work hard, maintain social harmony and stability, and make important contributions to recasting the glory of the Empire like Sir Hoffman!"

"A funeral service for Sir Hoffman will take place in three days' time."

The more Sid looked down, the more troubled his face became.

The report is not long, and many details were not disclosed, but this is normal, after all, the case needs to be solved.

As for calling on everyone to learn the spirit of Hoffmann?Let’s say goodbye to this. If all the people in the empire were like Hoffman, they would probably be doomed long ago.

What puzzled Sid the most was, did Hoffman kill himself?
If Hoffman killed himself, how did he run out like a normal person that afternoon?

If Hoffman didn't kill himself, how about being stabbed from behind with a dagger and hiding on the sofa?

Sid was confused by what happened. He didn't tell anyone about his assassination plan, including his good friends and big sister. Only he knew from the beginning to the end. Under such circumstances, how could anyone reproduce it perfectly? own plan?

And from the limited information in the report, it can be known that the murderer did it on the sofa just like Sid.

This is really too strange, too strange, Sid originally wanted to go out to collect information, but now he is not even sure whether Hoffman died at his own hands.

Thinking about it carefully, everything that Sid has experienced since he attacked Hoffman has a strange taste. It seems to be a coincidence, but it is not like a coincidence. One thing is intertwined, Sid Now he is even more convinced that he has been caught in a huge conspiracy. This conspiracy may have started from the appearance of Samir, it may have started from his own actions against Hoffman, and it may even... start from his own birth.

Care must be taken now, as Sydra hooded her too conspicuous features.

In the past, he could still cry out for injustice, but now he already knows that he is different.

Fortunately, this place in Rezlan is not as strict as the Holy Empire, and most of the mercenaries pay attention to personal privacy, so the mercenaries in Rezran like to wear hoods as standard equipment.

Avenue Geneva, Old Mark Blacksmiths Guild.

As usual, the industrious old horse got up before dawn to let the apprentices go to work, and he personally supervised the efforts of the apprentices.

"At your age, at your stage, how can you sleep? Are you promising?"

These are the original words of Lao Ma, I have worked so hard as a boss, why don't you apprentices work hard?

Caught out of the warm quilt by the old horse, the miserable blacksmith apprentices could only drag their heavy bodies and start preparing early.

This is roughly the daily life of the vast majority of apprentices in the entire Holy Empire. If they want to learn technology, they can only endure it. Many blacksmith apprentices are "easy to use" and cannot become regulars after learning for more than ten years. Finally, they have been working as helpers for a lifetime.

However, even as a helper, it is much better than farming and grazing. The minimum annual income of a helper blacksmith is 15 gold crowns, which is the minimum wage standard for a helper blacksmith promulgated by the great priest Cecilia.

As soon as this decree came out, I don't know how many helpers burst into tears in gratitude to the great priest, and they almost worshiped her as a god.

And Sid also believes that doing more work as an apprentice blacksmith can at least learn more skills, which is better than going to work as a coolie and entering an electronics factory to label.

Not long after entering the blacksmith shop, Sid immediately became alert.

There are guests in the blacksmith's guild!

In the old horse's reception room sat a knight dressed in serious standards.

This man Sid recognized, he was Sir Horton, the tribune of Baden Street!

How did he come to Lao Ma's blacksmith guild?

Sid had a bad feeling in his heart. He walked to the corner and secretly listened to the conversation in the house.

"It's really an earth-shattering case." The old horse's voice came from inside the house: "Since the news came out yesterday, it is said that many nobles in the city have taken apart their sofa chairs to see if there is anyone inside. Hey, there is no one inside the sofa chair. No one, a few cuckolds (as the imperial saying goes, referring to green hats) found men under their beds and in the cabinets, guess which big celebrity was found?"

Sid was also familiar with another voice. It was obviously Sir Horton, the tribune knight: "Whinny, right? He's the only one."

"Ha, you guessed it right, Brother Horton, he hid behind a flower pot on the balcony of a lord's house with his bare butt for more than two hours, hahaha, I really laughed to death!" The old horse laughed wantonly, looked particularly happy.

"That guy Whitney, what if he gets caught?" Sir Horton's voice was quite helpless: "He is a noble light elf, and he is also the most legendary Silver Hand family, that is Silver Hand! Silver Hand Ah, Silver Hand, it’s not a particularly serious crime, who dares to touch him? At most, he can be sent to the elf embassy for criticism and education, at most.”

"Damn, the light elves are also divided into grades, how can those people in the light elf embassy dare to criticize the education master?" Lao Ma was also very helpless when he talked about this matter: "Speaking of which, those noble bastards from Solei back then They owed me several hundred gold crowns, but they refused to repay them with various reasons. I went to ask for it a few times and even sat at the gate of their castle for a long time before paying me back a third. After hearing this, Whitney told me I went together, and those grandfather knights were so frightened that they chipped in to pay me back on the spot."

"No way, who made him a silver hand?"

"Yeah, he is Silver Hand, not to mention us people, even the Black Eagle Royal Family has to give Silver Hand face."

Sir Horton was silent for a few seconds, his voice became blurred: "Old Mark, tell me the truth, do you know anything about the Sir Hoffman case? This is very important to us, if you can Provide valuable clues, and the Helvetia Kingdom Council will definitely thank you!"

"I'm a stinky blacksmith, how could I know the inside story of this case?" The old horse seemed to be particularly afraid of being involved in this matter, and Sid heard a movement: "I can tell you, Brother Horton, we Shi The Mitt family has never committed any crimes since 200 years ago, and no one has ever been involved in a crime, so you can't blame me!"

"I didn't wrong you." Sir Horton immediately said: "But this time the Hoffman case, the Kingdom Council has set a deadline of two weeks for us to solve the case, but we really can't find any other clues, so far there is only one key suspect. "

"Who?"

"Mercenary middleman, Sid!"

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