I'm really not a dragon.

Dawn is the most sacred moment of the day. The old day dies, and the new day arrives.

A ray of morning light pierced through the cracks in the wooden window, falling on Suen's eyes so that he could see the crumbling evil spirit more clearly.

Nearly an hour of fierce fighting had exhausted him, leaving every muscle in his body trembling and twitching uncontrollably. Fortunately, the evil spirit opposite him was in the same state. The hunting knife, enhanced by the enchanted weapon, was far superior to ordinary weapons; its most notable feature was its ability to harm ghosts and other magical creatures.

With his last ounce of strength, Suen threw the hunting knife, which had been imbued with magic.

With a whoosh, the hunting knife pierced the evil spirit's body, dragging the screaming spirit against the wall of books.

Dust fell from the ceiling. Su En lunged forward, gripped the hilt of his knife, and roared:

"Conan!"

The barbarian raised his hunting knife and slashed at the window. Dawn seeped through the cracks, gradually illuminating the dark room.

The sunlight shone on the struggling evil spirit, but it seemed to react like sulfuric acid, stirring up a foul-smelling fumes.

All evil spirits, ghosts, and spirits in the world have something in common—they fear sunlight, which contains positive energy.

Feeling the not-too-hot flames rising from beneath the blade, Su En released the hunting knife and collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted.

The ghost's screams gradually weakened, and its face, twisted by resentment and hatred, showed a moment of calm in the flames.

"...Grab her and bring her to justice!"

Simon Silver Shield's lips met, and he murmured, "She murdered my father and stole my body!"

Suen was stunned for a moment before realizing that the ghost was asking him to uphold justice.

He retorted incredulously, "You're offering your daughter to the devil? Your daughter is stealing your body—"

And then you fucking expect me to get justice for you?

"I just wanted to live a little longer, what did I do wrong! It's all that Moria Silver Shield's fault, she doesn't understand what filial piety is at all!"

This family of loving father and filial daughter is simply amazing!

No matter how unwilling he was, Simon Silver Shield eventually turned to ashes in the sunlight.

Suen stared blankly at the smoking ashes, countless pieces of information converging in his mind, gradually piecing together a vague outline of the event—

Initially, Simon Silver Shield made a deal with the devil Raphael, exchanging his youthful body for his...

After the deal was agreed upon, Moria Silver Shield, who was a condition of the deal, disappeared.

Simon Silver Shield also disappeared shortly afterward.

The dwarf Brian Goldbeard went to collect a debt but discovered Moria's corpse. Hmm, it seems that through special magic, one can travel from the study to an area called the Fairy Wasteland.

Perhaps, that's where Jasmine was murdered.

Then, moving to the present, Aurelia and Mel, under orders from their master, arrive at Simon's mansion to find the sacrifice, Moria Silver Shield. They unexpectedly discover Simon Silver Shield has become a ghost, and learn that his body has been taken by his daughter—

In other words, the most crucial information is hidden in the time between Moria's disappearance and her death.

Who killed her? How did she take Simon's body, and where is Jasmine now?

The more I think about it, the more my head hurts!

Su En closed his eyes, but for some reason, a young and handsome face lingered in his mind.

and many more,

He opened the panel and scrolled up until he saw a line of text that he had subconsciously ignored.

He staggered to his feet, his legs weak. "Conan, help me up! Let's go back to the hotel!"

"Master, have you discovered anything?"

Suen glanced at the text on the light screen.

[On a dark and stormy night, a group of despicable hill giants attacked a homeless girl.]

He did indeed discover that the Erwin Silver Shield he encountered last night was probably the body of Simon Silver Shield, who had regained his youth, combined with the soul of his daughter.

Fortunately, they noticed something was wrong at the time, and the drow paladins went to investigate her.

"Where's Brian?" Sun looked around. "I saw he was seriously injured. Let's go back to Dragon Bridge first. I still have some money, about five silver coins, which should be enough to ask the priest of the Temple of Compassion to cast a divine spell."

The voice has not fallen,

In a corner of the study, a mature and steady snoring sound rang out. The dwarf, his face bruised and swollen, lay peacefully asleep in the morning light.

The northern barbarian took out a leather pouch from his pocket and beckoned to Su En mysteriously.

"Master, I saw people from Candlehold holding up signs, buying the ashes that fall from evil spirits after they die—five gold coins a gram, more valuable than gold! If we sell these ashes, we'll have money!"

The embers on the ground weigh at least a dozen grams, and killing one evil spirit will guarantee at least 100 gold worth of materials.

No wonder everyone says that being an adventurer makes money!

"Wow, I never would have guessed that this dust was so valuable!"

"Yes, let's add some ash! It'll be even more valuable."

"Conan, you have a good business sense. Maybe after a few decades, you can buy a small, run-down house in Baldur's Gate."

The northern barbarian blinked, not quite understanding whether Suen was praising him or scolding him.

Suen crouched down and joined the northern barbarians in cleaning up the ashes left by the burning evil spirits.

after awhile,

Suen heard the sound of hurried footsteps and conversations outside the window.

"Someone's coming!" His expression changed slightly.

-

The Gurman Shaya surveyed the dilapidated mansion, pondered for a moment, and then asked the person beside him:

"Did you hear screams coming from inside the house in the middle of the night, and see flames coming out of it?"

"Yes, Master Char!"

A man dressed as a farmer raised his sleeve and pointed to the broken roof: "The screams were terrifying. I think there might be more than one monster inside."

Char walked around the house.

Behind the house was a circus with its doors tightly shut. He asked, "Who was the original owner of this house?"

"I heard he was a prominent figure in the city, but he disappeared not long ago."

Disappearance is tantamount to death, and given the size of the mansion, Xia could almost guess what had happened inside. "It must be a bound spirit!"

He took a money pouch from his sleeve and tossed it to the man behind him, "Here's your deposit back! I'm not taking this job."

Several men dressed as farmers suddenly became anxious. The Flame Fist people usually didn't care about this place, and if the monster wasn't eliminated, it might come out and eat people.

"Master, aren't you a monster hunter?"

Xia shook his head slightly. "Earthbound spirits require at least a level three adventure team to deal with. I'm alone, and besides, you don't have enough money."

Profiteer!

The group cursed inwardly, but pleaded earnestly, "Master, how about we collect a little more? Just one more gold coin, that's the most we can get!"

"This isn't about money!" Xia Ya's tone shifted, and he chuckled, "Don't worry, the Earthbound Spirit is difficult to deal with in its own mansion, and it can't leave its own either. Just don't go in!"

His smile froze after he finished speaking. "Could someone have gone in?!"

"At night, I saw three people go in!" a little girl said timidly from the corner.

"Did they escape?" Char asked anxiously.

"Two pretty older sisters jumped down from the balcony," the little girl said after thinking for a moment.

Xia's expression changed immediately.

Three went in, two came out, which means one person stayed in the mansion!

One Earthbound Spirit is enough to give him trouble, let alone the fact that it may have killed someone. An Earthbound Spirit that has killed someone can bind the soul of the deceased to this land and cultivate it into a ghost, a shadow, or other lesser ethereal creature.

He can't even beat one, let alone two. Going in would just be suicide.

"Farewell, everyone!" Xia Ya decisively fled for his life.

"Is there really no way for the master to solve this?"

Master Xia shook his head vigorously: "He can't be saved, just wait to die!"

boom!

The door to Simon's mansion was suddenly pushed open.

Suen stared blankly at the group of people outside the door.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd pointed excitedly at him, "Master, look! The Earth-Binding Spirit has emerged!"