Before returning to Selephis, Ronald carefully put his notes in his top pocket.

He has verified that this note is fine.

There are no signs of casting, nor are there any interference from the power of spells.

It is simply a work record written by a researcher named Orr when recording work, as well as a diary.

Under the starry night, the fishing village located by the sea appears in view.

All scenery is from far to near, and is no different from when you leave.

When Ronald returned to the interior of Selephis, it was already early in the morning.

Many fishermen who are preparing to go to sea are preparing for work.

The fishermen are still worried that the fictional hunters will appear and then blew them open and take their lives.

But they have no choice.

If you don't go out to fish, let alone the economic situation of their own family, Selephis, a fishing village close to Berlinwich and whose main way of survival is to take the fishing industry, will inevitably decline.

It really needs to develop to that point.

It would be okay if there were not many people, but if there were hundreds of people, the poor who had nothing to come into the tourist city of Berronwich...

Living in this environment.

The villagers of Selephis certainly knew what that would end.

So from the beginning, the result is destined.

Regardless of whether the investigator's actions are successful or not, people will not leave unless they kill the people in this town to the point where they cannot survive.

The life of fishing must continue.

For the residents here, things are so simple and straightforward.

call--

The southwest wind blew gently in the distance, and Ronald quietly walked into the village.

Breathing at the salty and wet sea breeze at the tip of his nose, he returned to the only church in Selephis.

It's getting late.

After nearly a whole day of work, Ronald planned to take a break first.

When he returned to Berlinwich, maintaining his energy in advance was the state he hoped for.

Otherwise, as for the current situation of Berronwich, he would have really thrown another body that would explode in front of him.

There are things that can make yourself cover, but there are not always things.

Without alarming anyone, Ronald rolled over from the church wall into the courtyard.

Because he had explained before leaving, he didn't have to wake up the sleeping priest and just found an idle room to rest on his own.

The church had only served three investigators before, and everything was ready.

Lying on the bed, finally hiding the black fog at the door of the room.

Before Ronald fell asleep, he reached out to touch the notebook in his pocket.

Some damp paper sheets pressed against their bodies and felt uncomfortable.

But he maintained this state, and he closed his eyes and gradually fell asleep.

——

It was a very ordinary night.

No one disturbed Ronald, he got a pretty good rest.

When he woke up the next day, the priest had finished his work in the front worship hall and was resting on his chair.

Seeing Ronald walk out of the porch next to him, he waved his hand immediately:

"Mr. Ronald."

"How was the rest yesterday?"

"Not bad." Ronald nodded.

He was not in a hurry to leave at this time, but planned to talk to the priest before leaving.

Just like chatting between friends, he calmly followed the priest:

"Mr. Connie, I want to know something."

The priest nodded immediately:

"Speaking."

Ronald then asked:

"Did you know that other people had similar situations before the initial killing of the fisherman family?"

“Others…”

The priest showed a thoughtful look on his face, but then he turned into a bitter smile:

"To be honest, I don't know much about this."

"Although Selephis is just a small place with a hundred people and most of its residents are troubled by poverty, a small amount of people still exists because it is closer to Berlinwich."

"The possibility of someone being killed before is not without it."

"But even if it exists, I don't know."

“…”

Ronald was silent for two seconds before asking the questions he really wanted to know.

"So how much do you know about the murderer who caused this incident?"

As soon as he heard this question, the priest's eyes became complicated instantly.

After a moment of silence, he spoke helplessly:

"That child is called Orl..."

"About a year ago, he came to Selephis on a ferry, saying that he planned to inspect the coastal conditions on Berlinwich and then draw a detailed map of the coastline to offer it to the Queen, which is no different from other people on the mysterious side."

[    ] "At the beginning, he showed a kind character, and he liked to play with the children in the village."

"I really didn't see any clues."

"If Mr. Willard hadn't found him keenly, I'm afraid it would be the day when my turn was killed, I wouldn't have thought that he would be such a person..."

In line with his own responsibility to monitor the movements of mysterious personnel.

When facing Ronald, the "Investigator", the priest's description was very honest and had no intention of hiding his own ideas.

This result also proves what Ronald saw in his notes.

——This guy named Orr was indeed a good person at the beginning.

It was only because of the subsequent research on Magic Book that it finally became what it is today.

Then, the question arises.

Where is the magic book that makes a destructive work-oriented person who is currently stored?

Was it taken away by Mr. Willard and the others, or was it still hidden in the fishing village of Selephis?

Ronald prefers the latter.

The church is ultimately a mysterious institution under the Queen's management. Regularly submitting written mysterious records is the official work content.

If the investigator recycles a magic book.

So no matter whether this thing is the original text or not, it should be introduced to church members and then archived the information.

But yesterday afternoon, Willard and the other two investigators left without mentioning this.

From their attitude.

It seems that it is just an incident of simply treating a normal cult warlock and attacking innocent ordinary people.

Thinking of this, Ronald spoke:

"So where did this man named Orr live before?"

Then, the priest shook his head with a wry smile:

"Mr. Willard and the others have been there and have not found anything."

"There is no external influence of books, nor is it forced by others. Everything is done by Ord himself."

“…”

Faced with such an answer, Ronald considered whether to take out the notes and let the priest take a look.

There was no secret involved in this thing, and he didn't mind letting the priest see it too.

Slap sex-

However, at this moment, the sound of rapid footsteps came from outside.

A little boy in linen clothes ran to the church in anger and shouted in embarrassment:

"Father Connie!"
Chapter completed!