Guild Boss's Ambition

And Sora should also learn to communicate with unfamiliar colleagues, which is the main reason why I asked her to come out to carry out this mission.

I continued to try to persuade her, picked up the painting she had cut, and slowly asked, "Tell me what you want to say. You can say anything. For example, tell me why you cut it into two equal pieces?"

"No, not equally..."

Sora nervously waved his only remaining wing, pointed at the cut edge of the half-paper painting and murmured, "This is the edge of the picture. If you add some more, it can form a complete pattern. No, should it be called a pattern? Or should it be called pleated paper? Sorry, I know the correct name for this thing too well. Anyway, it's just a very strange object."

After listening to Sora's self-defense, Mr. Green Willow's frown finally relaxed a little.

With two dark circles under his eyes, he pressed his temple and apologized, "Ms. Sora, I'm sorry, I lost my composure just now. Please continue with the work you were doing. If anything goes wrong, I will take full responsibility, so please don't hesitate and boldly complete your hypothesis."

In a moment of buffering movement, Mr. Lvliu displayed the demeanor of a superior.

Although I don't know whether Sora fully understood Mr. Midoriya's idea, she quickly picked up the scissors and started cutting the five paintings in front of us. I watched her actions silently, but I still couldn't figure out what was going on. Could it be that I had read too few detective novels before?

After a long and brief viewing, Sora, who had finished cutting the fifth painting, returned to the first painting.

At this time, she put down the scissors and replaced them with the portable dagger hanging in the leather holster on her thigh.

As an archer, dagger skills can be said to be the most commonly used close combat technique, and Sora's ability in this regard is also unambiguous. A seven-inch long silver knife in her hand is like a flying dancer, drawing precise lines on the oil painting paper while dancing.

Gradually, as Sora continued to move, I finally figured out something.

At this point, I can only say that Miss Saint’s abstract paintings are not simple abstract paintings!

I even almost began to doubt whether she was a time traveler from Earth!

Come on! These paintings are all 3D cardboard patterns, okay?!

"This is really surprising, was this really painted by the saint herself?" I asked in surprise.

Green Willow said pessimistically: "Leia is an immortal demon king who has existed since ancient times. It is not surprising that he would understand this kind of art beyond common sense after experiencing different civilizations. But the question is, why did Lady Agatha or Demon King Leia draw these paintings? Does he or she want to convey some kind of message to the outside world?"

What lies before us is a complex of buildings that Sora has assembled using five oil paintings. One of the paintings that we cannot understand is actually the base of the map. The simple green color on it is the grass, the brown is the hillside, and the criss-crossing gray is the city’s roads. As for the other confusing parts, they immediately blend into them after adding accessories.

The remaining four paintings correspond to four accessories - four buildings.

One of the buildings is the clock tower where Teacher Isabella lives. Since I have been to the clock tower several times in person, I immediately pointed it out to Mr. Green Willow. At this moment, the clock in the painting is pointing to seven o'clock, and combined with the sun in the background, the time in the painting should be seven o'clock in the morning.

Following the pattern of the clock tower base and the map, Sora put the clock tower back in place next to the sun.

And directly south of the bell tower and the sun is the intact Temple of Life and Death.

(In fact, the Temple of Life and Death has been destroyed in the Wrath of Nature and is still being rebuilt.)

Southeast of the bell tower and northeast of the temple is the location of the landmark fountain of the food street.

The three buildings vaguely formed an equilateral triangle on the map, and at the exact center of the triangle was the location of the last accessory. It was the only accessory that was not a building. It was a peach tree with a strange smiling face painted on it. If I remembered correctly, that area should be the recreational park attached to the Temple of Life and Death.

Could it be that the purpose of this map is to mark the location of this peach tree?

Is it interesting to beat around the bush like this?

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18. Halftime break (Little Blue)

(Ulu-Lannon)

"Could it be that the purpose of this map is to mark the location of this peach tree?"

"But does it have any connection with the Saint's disappearance?"

I stared at the map and fell into deep thought. After Sora finished the map, she took out the recording crystal and took a photo of the map. Sora's ability to handle things independently was actually very good. I even suspected that the thoughts in her mind at this moment were more advanced and sharper than all of us. Hmm? Wait! How did Sora know that there was something wrong with these paintings?

"Sola, how did you figure out the truth about these paintings?"

Miss Yiren responded with a little hesitation: "That's... that... what you saw with your eyes?"

Are you going to scold us for not having eyes?!

You are definitely scolding us for not having eyes, right? !

After hearing Miss Sora's explanation, Lu Liu and I both gave a wry smile.

After a bitter smile, Mr. Lvliu asked us directly: "What do you think of this map?"

Heloise replied sternly, "I don't have any idea."

Then you just stand aside and watch us play! ! !

I almost fell down because of Heloise's answer, and I immediately spoke to grab everyone's attention: "I think this oil painting is very likely related to the disappearance of the Saint! Mr. Green Willow, when were these oil paintings of the Saint completed? In addition to these oil paintings, does the Saint have any other works?"

Hearing my question, Mr. Lvliu took out a notebook from his pocket, opened a page, and said as he read: "According to the art room manager, the paint for the Saint's room was suddenly asked for by the manager at the end of last month. Before that, there was no record of the Saint painting any oil paintings."

"The end of last month? The time is pretty close to when the Saint disappeared..."

After some thought, I pointed to the map intuitively and said to everyone present: "No matter what, we should immediately look for the peach tree on this map! This is definitely the key clue to this missing person case! If we are lucky, we can even find Miss Agatha at the scene! Solve the case right away!"

"wrong."

Suddenly, Mr. Green Willow said in a calm voice, "We are not the ones who are going to look for the peach tree. I am the only one. As you said, we may find the Saint directly on the spot, which also means that we may directly encounter the Demon King Leia who has successfully taken over the body."

Indeed, by the contract we made at the outset, we were bound to act as safely as possible.

"Can I come along?"

When I was secretly feeling unwilling, Sora over there had already raised his hand to fight for it.

Her efforts were met with a cold rejection from Mr. Lvliu: "You don't have that ability."

The next moment, Heloise giggled and asked, "What about me?"

Mr. Green Willow examined the high elf, frowned and said, "You are barely qualified."

Heloise raised her eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Does barely mean it's okay?"

Mr. Green Willow replied impatiently: "You can understand it that way."

After getting a positive answer, Heloise smiled and said, "Okay, I understand. Well, dear famous detective Mr. Green, I wish you a safe journey. The three of us won't send you off specially!"

"You mean... Damn it! Damn it!"

There is no doubt that our Mr. Green Willow has once again played a trick on Heloise. This time he was smart enough not to question Heloise's inconsistent attitude, otherwise what awaited him would only be the cunning humiliation from the fake Big Goblin.

In this way, Mr. Green Willow temporarily left the team and embarked on an unknown journey alone.

After Mr. Green Willow left, the three of us unanimously agreed to go find food first. Although Mr. Green Willow had told us that the monks would provide us with free meals, after seeing the saint's boudoir, we had indirectly understood how hard the monks' lives were. In order to avoid feeling bad about our stomachs, we all preferred to go a little further away.

After walking for twenty minutes, we finally found a few restaurants.

Since the Winged Sola doesn't eat birds, we didn't try the most popular chicken pot.

We picked a small restaurant that sells hot pot, ordered two dishes each, and prepared a table full of rich and colorful dishes.

If it were the Earth era, and three girls were to call so many, I would definitely think it was a waste.

But as a high elf, Heloise has an unusual appetite like a goblin. Every time she eats in the stone house, she will occupy a seat for four people by herself, otherwise the dishes she ordered will most likely not be served. Ever since she had her first meal in our stone house, the hostess would arrange a special seat for her.

The battle tonight was also quite intense. After the initial six dishes, our pseudo-big brother Miss Brin ordered two side dishes, five side dishes, and three bottles of wheat wine. After eating all this, she finally said happily under Sora's ghostly gaze: "Not bad, just half full!"

Like me back then, Sora, who was blind to everything, began to question the physical laws of the world.

She stared at Heloise's flat belly and murmured to herself, "Where did all the food go..."

The pointy-eared high elf laughed cheerfully and said, "While we are eating, we goblins have already digested and transformed the food in our stomachs. All the food will be transformed into smaller energy cubes and stored somewhere in our bodies. The operating principle here is probably similar to the magic stones in the monsters' bodies, right?"

"So, Heloise, you're not a big goblin..."

After hearing this ridiculous explanation, Miss Sora, who didn't know the truth, showed an expression of humility and willingness to learn. Then she asked a sharp question: "Besides the high elves, can intelligent human races such as the Winged Men and Orcs learn to eat like the goblins? And store food in their bodies in advance?"

Heloise replied, "Although the operation methods are different, we can actually simulate the same effect through artificial magic. On the other hand, food blocks are not a technology that every goblin possesses. In response to various factors in the breeding environment, we goblins will effectively adjust our bloodlines to adapt to the environment as quickly as possible."

To this day, our Heloise is still trying to convince herself that she is a giant goblin...

The rational and simple Miss Sora had her own opinion: "But isn't Miss Heloise a half-blood goblin?"

Yes……

For safety reasons, Heloise's current ears are goblin ears disguised by Bai Ye using props.

As for her own ears, the high elf lady unwaveringly adopted the strategy of escaping reality: "Are you talking about my ears? Someone must have replaced my original ears without my knowledge! Think about it, aren't those necromancers very good at limb transplants? They must have transplanted them!"

"I see, I've learned a lesson from you!"

With a tone of admiration on her face, Miss Sora solemnly wrote down Heloise's testimony in her notes.

Since Heloise's identity is a secret, I didn't go out of my way to correct her statement, in order to avoid Sola, who is surprisingly sharp-minded, from having unnecessary suspicions about her. I just drank my juice silently while listening to the pseudo-goblin and Miss Wingman saying those strange words in unison...

As they talked, the topic turned to Sora's single wing.

Without too much taboo, Heloise asked this sensitive question directly: "By the way, Sola, how come you are missing one wing? Is it congenitally defective or acquired?"

Sora was visibly stunned by Heloise's question, and then answered honestly, "I was born with a defect. The actual reason is unknown. According to my father, it was related to my mother's difficult childbirth. However, even if I lose a wing, I can still fly, but I can't fly as well as other members of my race."

"You must be very helpless, right?"

Heloise seemed to share the same feeling and said, "In any group, if you become an outlier, you will definitely encounter a lot of criticism. In people's common sense, there is no dwarf who can't forge iron, and no goblin who can't sneak. All winged people are good at flying in the blue sky and white clouds. If you can't do these natural duties, it is a kind of original sin."

Somehow, I always felt that Heloise seemed particularly calm at this time.

But she shouldn't have experienced any discrimination by the goblins, right?

Listening to Heloise's sigh and sympathy, Sora did not deny it. She nodded blankly and said, "It is true that I am more or less troubled. So compared to my hometown, I like this city of Mopolis more. People here will not laugh at me for not having a wing that can fly. Instead, they will envy me for having a wing that can fly."

"Is there only the logic of half a glass of water and another half a glass of water?"

"By the way, is Sora's socially awkward personality caused by discrimination in her childhood?"

"However, although Sora looks likable at this moment, her usual words and actions are quite excessive..."

Looking at Sora's performance during this journey, I really think that she deserves to be loved by everyone. Even though her way of doing things is a little unconventional, she is a kind-hearted girl after all. Judging from the fact that she insisted on finding a playmate for Zifeng, what she cares about is not the reward for the adventurer's mission.

Of course, her kindness also brought her opportunities.

The suspicious Mr. Green Willow agreed with her motives, and because I had a reputation for being intelligent, the three of us were hired by the Detective as his assistants, which increased the reward for finding Agatha from twenty silver coins to about seventeen gold coins, and also provided an opportunity to face challenging work.

Maybe not all kindness will be taken away by dogs.

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19. Park (Little Blue)

(Ulu-Lannon)

Most adventurers are lazy.

Short working hours and high rewards are the working model they are accustomed to.

Of course, there are many kinds of people, and Sora is the type who works very hard.

She is the kind of person who believes that hard work will bring results.

After dinner, Sora took the initiative to go back to the evidence room to continue searching for evidence. Seeing that she was so dedicated and willing, I was naturally happy to work with her. I found a passerby to send a letter to the stone house, telling Lian'er and the others that we would not stay overnight, but did not reveal the details of our work.

After all, the letter was not delivered by us personally. It would be bad if someone opened it halfway and let the matter of the saint spread.

Having said that, we who have signed the "Confidentiality Agreement" really need to be careful about what we say and do. Now, if we say something wrong, we will be sentenced to five years in prison and pay a large amount of compensation.

When we returned to the evidence room in the monastery, Mr. Green Willow, who had been out for reconnaissance, had returned before us. He was holding a sandwich and looking at the moon outside the window in deep thought. His trousers had more dirt and sand on them than before he went out, and it seemed that he had already been to the recreation park indicated in the oil painting.

"Mr. Green Willow, did you find anything in the recreation park?"

Seeing him appear, I excitedly went to meet him: "By the way, Qingyun Road is at least 45 minutes away from here by car. What kind of magic did you use to run a round trip in an hour?"

He quickly swallowed the half-eaten bread, forced out a tired smile, and answered loudly: "We, the Church of Light, have secretly set up many teleportation points throughout the city. Remember, this is a secret that is not disclosed to the public."

"Then don't tell me!" I yelled angrily.

"If I don't tell you, won't you doubt me?" he said with a scoundrel smile.

"..."

I was speechless, feeling that I had more and more secrets to keep, and the responsibilities I shouldered were getting heavier. When I think about it carefully, our current job is not a simple one, but an epic task that may threaten the survival and rise of the entire city of Mopolis. We shouldn't be the only ones following up on this matter.

With this in mind, I asked hesitantly, "Mr. Green Willow, besides us, is there anyone else investigating this matter?"

Mr. Green Willow shook his head and replied, "No, for now, I am the only one looking for the Saint. The Church does not want this to be made public, and our external forces are preparing to face the worst-case scenario. In other words, they all hope that I can find Leia, because Leia is the most deceptive demon in the world today."

At this moment, Heloise came over with a subtle smile.