Guild Boss's Ambition

In order to prevent her husband from cheating, the boss's wife at work also sat down.

Without the help of the proprietress, the dwarf guy in charge of the store immediately became busier.

But as a customer, I can only mourn silently for this unknown waiter.

Since the lady boss of the restaurant was sitting at the same table, it only took a few minutes to order. On the contrary, as the wife of a new good man, Ms. Sigrid obviously paid more attention to the female colleagues her husband met at work. As soon as she warmed up her chair, Mrs. Black Rabbit showed a meaningful smile.

She took out a magazine which was very famous in the industry - Qunfangji.

"Well, you are Miss Lannong, right? You are even cuter in person than in the book!"

"Uh - no. Isn't it just the image taken by the recording crystal?"

Although she was saying flattering words, Sigrid only made me feel full of aggression. Even though I thought I had not done anything that could be misunderstood, she was still wary of me.

"No, this recording crystal can't capture your true temperament, Miss Lan Nong. A petite girl like you with a sad face is the type that can inspire the sympathy of others the most. As long as you shed tears, I think even the most hard-hearted man will melt for you! Even if it's the stars in the sky, they will pick them and give them to you."

Although it is a compliment, why does it sound so harsh?

For Nanbert's sake, I could only smile bitterly and respond, "How can it be so exaggerated? If I really had such a strong appeal, our Stone House would not still be such a small guild. In our industry of poster girls, there are still many seniors with strong competitiveness. When it comes to beauty that can make fish sink to the bottom of the water and geese fall to the ground, and beauty that can make the moon hide and flowers blush, it is still used to describe the three beauties!"

In order to disperse Sigrid's powerful firepower, I opened the page in the collection of beauties that introduced the three beauties.

The so-called Three Beauties refers to the three most popular poster girls in the city of Mopolis.

But even though the three beauties in the magazine were so beautiful, Sigrid didn't react much to it. Instead, she directly reopened the page describing our stone house and said in disagreement, "What three beauties? They are already stars on the altar. Basically, no man would really want to get them, right?"

After a pause, Sigrid pointed at the photo of Blanny and said with a smile, "Look, Miss Lannon! What are you talking about three beauties? Isn't your Miss Blanny also very beautiful? Just by looking at her, you can tell that she is an iceberg beauty who can seduce people to death. Moreover, she is a peerless beauty with both talent and virtue!"

As Sigrid commented, I took a sip of the plum wine in my glass.

"It's so sour..."

"It's so sour..."

I looked at Mr. Nanbert who was sitting diagonally opposite me, and saw only a man who was concentrating on eating.

"Great wisdom but foolishness..."

"Great wisdom but foolishness..."

I belatedly realized Mr. Nanbert's slowness and secretly offered him a glass of plum wine as a tribute to his good wife management.

Dry.

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4. The Devil Who Eats People's Hearts (Little Blue)

(Ulu-Lannon)

After Sigrid had unilaterally commented on each of the prostitutes in our stone house, Mr. Nanbert on the other side had already eaten his fill. Looking at the couple, one of them was jealous and the other pretending to know nothing, I had to put on a polite smile and try to find other opportunities to change the subject.

but……

Mr. Nambert didn't seem to intend to keep me in the crossfire of his wife.

After finishing his meal, this elegant scholar smiled as bright as the sun. He took out a newspaper from his briefcase, opened a page and shared it with us, saying, "Wife, come and read this piece of news."

After hearing her husband's speech, Sigrid, who had been talking incessantly, immediately became quiet. Her two long white rabbit ears drooped down obediently, and she looked like a little woman who knew how to listen carefully.

After making his wife shut up, Mr. Nanbert said with great regret: "Even though the wrath of nature has ended, our city of Mopolis is still not very peaceful. It seems that some kind of nocturnal monster has sneaked into our city. Several people have been killed. It seems that everyone's heart has been taken away by the monster."

A monster that steals hearts?!

I took the newspaper and read it, and I was shocked.

According to the reporter's report, the number of deaths has risen to six today. The bodies were found on the 2nd, 4th, 13th and 15th of this month. The number of victims varied in each case, and there were no witnesses at the scene. The most horrifying thing is that the bodies of the victims were found in the Qingyun Road area!

Sigrid, who was reading the same newspaper as me, was equally worried: "The living room of a private house, the dark alley of Sakura Street, the preparation room of the Windmill Arena, the women's bathroom of the Night Bookstore... Apart from being sparsely populated places, the locations where the murders occurred have no obvious commonality! How can we prevent this?"

Sigrid looked at her husband with dependence, as if she were looking at a world-famous savior hero.

Mr. Nanbert did not disappoint his wife and analyzed leisurely: "Although at first glance, the murderer's method of committing crimes does not have a fixed pattern, but the time aspect can be predicted in a targeted manner."

Yes, Mr. Nanbert made it clear at the beginning.

The murderer is a nocturnal monster.

After thinking for a while, I asked, "If the murderer is a nocturnal monster, where would it hide during the day? Our city of Mopolis was under martial law a while ago. Under the close surveillance of the military, not to mention ordinary monsters, even high elves may not be able to hide their whereabouts──"

Mr. Nanbert made a bold guess and said, "The monster is very likely an intelligent monster."

The young lady shook her ears in fear: "Like a vampire?"

Having carefully studied the Monster Encyclopedia, I rejected this hypothesis: "Vampires generally don't feed directly on the heart of their prey. According to the description of the case, this is more likely to be done by other monsters. But since the target monster is intelligent, why would he risk openly confronting the Alliance officials and committing the crime?"

Mr. Nambert asked: "Is there any commonality in the identities of the deceased?"

I checked the newspapers and didn't see any common points: "There were six dead in total. A professional male adventurer died in his living room, two female light monks died in the dark alley of Sakura Street, a cleaner died in the preparation room of the Windmill Arena, and the last two dead were a mother and daughter who died in the bathroom of a bookstore."

Mr. Nanbert couldn't help but frowned: "How strong are the male adventurer and the two monks?"

I read the report from beginning to end again, but still couldn't find any relevant detailed explanation.

"There is no detailed information about the deceased, not even his name. Wait, the two of you eat first. I'll go to the grocery store next door and buy a few more copies for your reference."

Having said this, I left the couple and went out to buy four more current affairs newspapers.

Sometimes I am so stubborn that I have to find out the truth.

God helps those who work hard. Among the four newspapers, the most unethical one clearly listed the identity and name of each deceased, allowing us to have a new assessment of the entire unsolved case.

The adventurer who died in his own living room was the dancer Rijiefu from Happy Garden. He was a relatively well-known character, probably having the strength of the lower platinum level. If he were to be harmed, it would be a truly incredible event!

At this moment, Mr. Nanbert's thoughts immediately jumped to another level.

He said in a tone of disapproval, "I didn't expect that an adventurer like Jeff would appear in recent days. No wonder the Procuratorate deliberately blocked the news. With the popularity of the Justice Daily, there must be very few people who would notice this incident. Although this approach can indeed prevent people from panicking, it actually exposes the public to danger."

"That means I can't go out alone at night these days──" I said distressedly.

Unexpectedly, Sigrid, who was just jealous, took the initiative to make such a suggestion: "After dinner, please let Nanbert accompany you back home, Miss Lannong. There must be a small path from here to the stone house. After eight o'clock, there will be few people walking on that path. It would be bad if something unexpected happened on the way."

"No need, no need. Don't look at me like this. I can fight off the pervert by myself! Uh, okay, okay! Whatever you say... I'm just a weak woman who can't even tie a chicken... I'm just that kind of weak woman who can't even tie a chicken..." I wanted to reject the couple's kindness, but in the end I could only agree with resentment.

We ended our discussion of the unsolved murder case and, at Sigrid's curiosity, turned to some lighter topics. Then Mr. Nanbert used his admirable conversation skills to perfectly block the corrosive fire of his wife. It is no exaggeration to say that he passed through the green bushes without getting a single leaf on him.

If it weren't for Mr. Nanbert, who was eloquent and knew how to play deaf and dumb, other ordinary people, if they met Sigrid, the jealous wife, even if they really did nothing wrong, might bring disaster upon themselves because of some careless words. For example, the knight girl named Menger-Ehard was the type who could easily fall into the Shura field.

"Thank you for the treat, Miss Sigrid!"

The white rabbit lady waved her hand and said with a smile, "What are you saying thank you for? Miss Lan Nong, you are too polite. I should be the one to say thank you. From now on, I will count on you to help look after Nanbert when I am working. If he makes any move, please remember to tell me. I will ask the chef to prepare a delicious meal for you!"

Lady Sigrid...

Are you really a manly person to say in front of your husband that you are going to send someone to monitor him?

"Okay! I will definitely help Miss Sigrid keep a close eye on Mr. Nanbert!"

"Then I'll trouble you, Miss Lannong!"

I said goodbye to Miss Sigrid in silence, and then I set off on my journey home under the escort of Mr. Nanbert.

Just as Miss Sigrid said, on the way back to the stone house, there was really a path that suddenly became deserted. In addition, there was no light from the surrounding buildings, which made the atmosphere on the scene seem even more terrifying. If I were alone at this time, I would probably spend an extra fifteen minutes to get to the relatively brightly lit commercial avenue.

Since the trail was quite eerie, I wanted to add some more sound to the environment.

"By the way, Mr. Nanbert, you deliberately arranged for me to meet your wife tonight, right?"

Hearing my question, Nanbert laughed and generously admitted his plan.

"My wife lacks a sense of security. If I don't let her have full control over my work environment, she will be nervous all day long. That's why I used this little trick without your consent."

"Well, anyway, today's dinner is very good, so I won't bother with you this time!"

"It's great that you like our craftsmanship - eh? Be careful!"

As I was walking, Mr. Nanbert suddenly reached out and stopped me, preventing me from going any further.

After hearing his warning, I suddenly noticed a strong smell of rust in the air.

This smell of rust is the smell of memory. Fifteen days ago, it filled every corner of my mind.

"The smell of blood..." I murmured uneasily.

"Be ready for a fight."

Mr. Nanbert reminded in a low voice and took out a night pearl from the space ring.

The night pearl is a very rare lighting tool. It instantly illuminates the area within a five-meter radius around us.

Although it has a powerful lighting effect, it can only last for about three minutes.

So, Mr. Nanbert and I discovered a man lying in a pool of blood. We did not see any other suspicious people in the other lighting range of the Night Pearl. There was only a mottled bloodstain extending to the other end of the path. In order to confirm the condition of the man, Mr. Nanbert signaled me to stay where I was, and he walked over with his staff in hand.

Before he could get to the man, I pulled out my M29 revolver and said, "He's dead."

Mr. Nanbert looked at me in surprise and asked, "How did you know?"

"Because I didn't see the health value..."

To avoid suspicion, I repeated my old tune: "Because I have a pair of true eyes."

Mr. Nanbert nodded slightly, returned to my side, and led me back to the entrance of the path.

“We are going to report this to the prosecutor’s office.”

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5. The Devil's Letter (Little Blue)

(Ulu-Lannon)

That night, after discovering the body in a dark path, we informed the nearby guards of the incident.

The guards took our statements and then let us go.

Two days later, we found newspaper reports of another heart-hunting murder.

The place where the murder took place was exactly the path we passed that day.

perhaps……

The deceased we found that night was the same victim as in the Hearthhunting murder case.

Today, two days later, as usual, we received a package from the Adventurer's Guild.

The content of the mail package is a newly added task list.

When Mr. Hai was still alive, I would have reclassified these new tasks according to their difficulty, but now it is a new personnel and new work style. In order to avoid unnecessary disputes, I just took apart the task list and quickly reviewed it, and then sent them to Mr. Nanbert's desk intact.

"It really haunts me—"

Having already read the contents of the package, I sighed to Mr. Nanbert in a complicated tone.

"What's wrong?"

The new appraiser who was sorting out the list of contract adventurers gave me a gentle look.

If I were a woman today, I would definitely be electrified by his eyes.

But I am a man! Although I have some doubts myself, I am sure that I am a man!

But I'm a man at heart!

My face was a little hot from being electrocuted by the electric eyes. I quickly looked away, found the parchment with the platinum-level mission in the heavy package, and handed it to Mr. Nanbert: "Look! This is a mission. It feels weird no matter how you think about it, right? How come it finally comes back to us after so many twists and turns?"

"Heart Hunter Monster Subjugation?"

After reading the contents of the parchment, the gentle Mr. Nanbert couldn't help but reveal an expression that said, "Come on, those guys from the Adventurer's Union are too much. How could this mission only be platinum level? The fact that this monster can successfully kill a platinum adventurer should be upgraded to legendary level!"

"So you want to REJECT?"

When the mission provided by the Adventurer's Association does not meet the actual difficulty, the guild that obtains the mission file can refuse to accept it. The rejected mission file will be handed over to the Adventurer's Association's chief mission appraiser for re-evaluation. If the result of the evaluation is reasonable, the difficulty of the mission and the reward of the mission will be adjusted according to the actual situation.

On the contrary, if the result of the evaluation by the chief appraiser is to maintain the original judgment, the guild that refuses the mission will lose the right to REJECT once. Each guild will have the right to REJECT twice a month, so unless we are really sure, we will not easily submit a REJECT to the Adventurer's Association.

Mr. Nanbert said with certainty, "There won't be any mission that needs to be rejected more than this case. Let the Adventurers' Association increase the difficulty level of the mission as soon as possible so that this murder case can be solved as soon as possible. Miss Lannong, I will write a statement of refusal of the mission later. I hope you can hand it over to the Adventurers' Association in person."

"So urgent?"