In Teyvat, it all begins with rescuing the grass god.

Chapter 116 It's your turn. Who told you to beat me up so much back then!

Someone died in the tribe.

It wasn't just one person who died.

This matter quickly attracted the attention of the elders.

Eight figures, including Babel, appeared at the scene of the incident.

As for why there were eight figures when there were clearly nine elders in the tribe.

That's because one of the people involved in the accident was an elder.

Gowafa.

The tribal elder is responsible for hunting large sandworms and the subsequent sale and trade within the tribe.

He and Babel were sworn enemies, and their conflicts had occurred more than once.

And now.

His death was extremely gruesome.

Gowafa's body was hanging upside down from a tree that had suddenly grown out of the tent. Dense vines bound him tightly like a cocoon. Most strangely, a beautiful red flower was growing from his mouth. Judging from Gowafa's appearance, it seemed that the blood in his body had been completely devoured by this red flower. His head, which was exposed from the vines, was shriveled up like a skull.

Fearing that the strange plant might be poisonous, no one has dared to place Gowafa's body down yet.

The elders looked at each other for a long while.

The silence was broken by a young and beautiful female elder, who immediately pointed the finger at Babel: "Babel, you sent people to do this, didn't you?"

"Teya, you must be sure to provide evidence before you speak."

Babel, who was publicly identified as the murderer, remained calm and narrowed his eyes, saying, "I admit that I do have many conflicts with Gowafa, but I did not send anyone to kill him. Besides, if I wanted to kill him, why would I do it in the tribe? Wouldn't that just be asking for trouble?"

This makes sense.

But that couldn't dispel Thea's suspicions: "I heard you recently hired a pretty boy with a grass elemental eye. Judging from Gowafa's death, it might have been done by that pretty boy who can use grass elemental power."

"he?"

"Pfft, hahaha, Thea, are you trying to make me laugh to death?"

"With his ability to almost wet his pants at the sight of a tribe's scimitar, do you really think that's possible?"

Babel said quietly, "Don't think that having the Eye of God makes you invincible. How many people with the Eye of God have we killed over the years? And don't you know what level Gowafa's martial arts are at? With his skills, how strong must someone be to kill him before he even has time to draw his sword? Don't you have any idea?"

This is a pressing, real problem.

For no reason.

A wave of panic suddenly swept through the elders.

Of all of them, Thea was the most flustered.

Gowafa, one of the strongest fighters in the tribe, is her most steadfast supporter, and she has agreed that once she becomes the matriarch, she will marry Gowafa and the two will share the tribe's power.

Now Gowafa is dead.

He directly lost his most powerful fighting force.

As the battle for the position of mistress intensifies, her own situation becomes increasingly precarious.

In this regard.

She still suspected that Babel was responsible.

Because if Gowafa dies, she will be the one who benefits the most.

However, what she didn't expect was...

Babel was completely bewildered at this point.

She really didn't send anyone to kill Gowafa.

It wasn't that she didn't want to get rid of Gowafa.

It's simply because she didn't have anyone with such strong martial arts skills under her command.

As the elder in the tribe who is specifically responsible for hunting large sandworms, Gowafa's combat strength ranks among the top in the entire tribe.

The thought that someone could kill him silently and without warning was unbearable.

Babel, who had initially felt a little excited, was suddenly doused with cold water and became deeply worried about her safety.

The ability to kill Gowafa means that this person could easily kill any of the elders present using the same methods.

"Eleven more people died violent deaths, and their deaths were similar to those of Gowafa."

The speaker was a burly man with gray hair.

After saying this, he gave Babel a meaningful look: "Those people were all involved in kidnapping your pretty boy."

As soon as these words came out.

Even the two elders who supported Babel turned their attention to her.

Including the two who insisted that Rhodes was the killer of the hunting party, the commonalities among these victims were all too clear.

Everything pointed to Rhodes.

This left Babel helpless, even if he wanted to help Rhodes cover up the truth. He could only watch as Rhodes was shoved and dragged over like a prisoner.

Same as before.

Rhodes remained as evasive as ever, and when faced with the murderous gazes of the elders, he couldn't maintain his composure, constantly looking at Babel, trying to find her to save him.

"Is this the kid?"

Upon seeing Rhodes's appearance, Thea, who had been so confident just moments before, immediately frowned.

He doesn't look like someone who would dare to assassinate a tribal elder at all; he looks exactly like those bookworms from the Order of the Monastery.

Oh, this guy is just a bookworm from the Order of the Fathers, never mind.

However, Thea was fooled by Rhodes' acting skills.

This doesn't mean everyone will be fooled by Rhodes' appearance.

The white-haired, muscular man who had previously identified Rhodes as the suspect immediately went up and delivered a heavy punch to Rhodes' stomach without saying a word.

After a scream.

Rod immediately transformed into a boiled shrimp, curled up on the ground howling miserably. Far from the image of a strongman that everyone had imagined, he was covered in snot and tears, screaming like a mushroom pig waiting to be slaughtered, which was quite annoying.

"Marcela, that's enough."

Seeing that the white-haired strong man was about to make a move, Babel directly stopped him, saying, "Didn't I tell you? He's just a bookworm from the Order of the Fathers, the kind of idiot who has the Eye of God but knows nothing. Besides, my men were monitoring him all night yesterday, and he didn't leave his tent at all."

Babel still needs the technology in Rod's mind.

Therefore, regardless of the circumstances, until it is confirmed that Rod is the murderer, the necessary safeguards must still be maintained.

"You think you can believe anything your bunch of scoundrels say?"

"Hmph, bookworm?"

"Have you forgotten the last time you went to rob that lone nerd, and ended up getting killed and left with only a cripple?"

Marcela wasn't about to give up her doubts so easily. After a cold snort, she was about to continue her attack, determined to beat Rhodes until he revealed his true strength.

The other elders also tacitly approved of his actions.

Babel couldn't resist the pressure from so many people, and could only watch helplessly as Marcela continued to punch and kick Rod.

that's it.

After enduring a beating for nothing, Rhodes finally couldn't take it anymore. He let out a strange howl, and his body suddenly flashed with green light as he pounced on Marcela.

bang——

This extremely clumsy attack naturally couldn't possibly hurt Marcela; a single kick was all it took to send Rod flying back.

this time.

Looking at Rod, who was covered in wounds and lying on the ground unable to straighten up, he no longer had any doubts.

This is a pure bookworm who possesses a divine eye but doesn't know how to use it. He has absolutely no strength and could never have killed twelve people in one night, including one of the top-ranked experts in the Tanit tribe.

"not him."

Marcela stated her judgment in a muffled voice.

"Why then?"

Thea still didn't understand.

If it wasn't Rod, then why are almost all the victims connected to Rod?

"They framed me, tried to pin a accusation on me, and got rid of an eyesore while they were at it."

"hehe--"

Before Babel could finish speaking, he merely glanced at the elders of Thea's faction, then waved his hand, ordering his men to carry Rhodes, who was still wailing, back.

The screams of Rhodes were gone.

Babel's words caused the room to fall silent once again.

Everyone was just looking at each other.

It's not good news that a powerful figure capable of assassinating Gowafa silently is hiding in the hands of some unknown elder.

Especially Teya, who has absolutely no sense of security.

After Babel stated his deduction, he became extremely flustered.

Next.

After several discussions without reaching a conclusion, the group could only make a unanimous decision to strengthen the tribe's defenses and increase the number of rotating patrol posts.

After the meeting concludes.

With a heavy heart, Babel went to visit Rhodes, who was still lying in the tent groaning. After offering a few words of comfort, he took the poison prescription Rhodes had given him and left with a smile on his face.

Her figure had just disappeared.