God-level Demon Hunter

"Speaking of which, although the murderer has already had six practical experience, his methods are still outrageously crude. After I finish speaking, what do you guys think?" Francis faced the crowd, and the crowd suddenly fell into a depressive silence.

"If there is no comment, I now need to take the body back for further autopsy."

The knights seemed to be still silent in the grief of the tragic death of their colleagues, and no one responded.

"Who is the first to find his body?" Roy spoke first.

"I……"

A young knight came out from the crowd, with green stubble on his chin, tired expression, bloodshot eyes, and severe lack of sleep.

"Last night, I was in a patrol team with Simon Knight. He said... he said it was convenient to go, but he went there for a while and didn't come back. Then I... I found his body in the alley."

"Damn it! It's all my fault!" The young knight slapped himself rather remorsefully, and a bright red slap mark appeared on his cheek.

"I should have gone with Simon last night. Don't act alone, don't act alone, the head of the group has warned me many times! I used to do it well, but yesterday..."

"You, reflect on it for me later!" Cleveland sighed again, and patted the young knight on the shoulder comfortingly, "I can't blame you for this matter. The area around the palace was almost completely destroyed by the brothers. The first and outer three layers are rounded. Who would have expected that guy to be so elusive."

"But for a quarter of an hour, I don't believe that the murderer can subdue Simon Knight silently within a quarter of an hour, and make him into this miserable state again?"

"That's right..." The same expression appeared on the faces of a dozen or so knights. "Among the more than 200 White Rose knights in Ireland, Knight Simon's strength is second only to Captain Cleveland..."

"In terms of swordsmanship, Guang is better than me." Cleveland said with a heavy heart.

"Unless he was attacked..."

"Okay..." Roy raised his hand to signal the knights to silence, "Let's not talk about time for now. Now, I have a very important question that I need you to answer for me."

"Master, as long as it helps to catch the murderer, we will tell you everything." Cleveland patted his chest, and the others nodded heavily.

"How does this Simon knight behave in ordinary times?"

"Knight Simon has outstanding abilities and a great sense of responsibility. He has shared a lot of the pressure of my daily duties. Most of the time I am busy in the palace." Cleveland looked at the corpse, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, "His character is worthy He is noble, humble, and gets along well with the brothers in the regiment, and often spares his only free time to help the vulnerable groups in Elland."

"If there is anyone in the White Rose Knights who can thoroughly implement the five virtues of knights. It is not me, the leader, but Knight Simon..."

For a dead man, there is no need to be jealous at all, so the group of knights all praised him, and there was a lot of praise.

Roy rubbed his chin after listening, "This guy is really perfect, dazzling like the sun. I think Knight Simon should be especially popular with women, right?"

"It's not..." Cleveland looked at the witcher in surprise, not knowing why the other party brought up this matter suddenly, but thinking that the other party might have found some clues, he answered truthfully, "Knight Simon's character and appearance are impeccable." , it's just a pity that his family background is quite special."

He hesitated, hesitated to speak.

"Some unpleasant words?" Seeing this, Roy persuaded, "If Simon is still alive, he must hope to catch the murderer."

Cleveland gritted his teeth looking at the corpse, "An upright knight shouldn't talk about other people's good and bad after death. But now I have no choice... If there is any disrespect in my words, brother, your spirit in heaven must understand me."

"Simon's family originally came from Nasser in the southern border, but after Nasser belonged to Nilfgaard, some members of his family moved to Erlande. Since then, they have not been very popular with the native land. He is welcomed and suppressed by the forces. His family is declining day by day, and his population is dying, and now, he is the last blood of the Patrick Latin family in Ireland."

"So, although he bears the name of a knight, the local nobles dismiss him and refuse to accept his marriage request. And he looks down on the daughter of a commoner and a merchant."

Cleveland seemed to feel it, "The Knights of the White Rose are very similar to his situation. Because our base is in Vizima. The Knights are also an 'foreign force' in the eyes of most of the prince's courtiers. The diehards have always been with us. There are all kinds of problems in the dark."

"If it weren't for the kindness of His Royal Highness, the Knights would have been driven back to Vizima long ago!"

……

"Sorry," Cleveland breathed out, "I was a little excited just now."

"Speaking of Knight Simon, maybe he was hit too hard in his marriage, so he devoted most of his weekdays to work. He didn't talk about women."

Another knight added, "Brothers also go to Peacock Garden to relax occasionally. But for Simon Knight, drinking is okay, but he has always been extremely restrained when it comes to women. Sometimes people joke and describe Simon Knight as a An ascetic ascetic."

Roy crossed his arms and stared at the corpse in silence.

According to the knights, why would a person who is not greedy for sex be chosen by the murderer as a sinner for sex.

He is a hypocrite?

Or a lover?

At this time, Dennis Kramer, the commander of the guards, waved to Roy behind the knights.

After a moment the dwarf whispered in his ear,

"I have investigated the knights on that list... more than that, all the White Rose Knights, a total of 25." The dwarf handed a piece of parchment, "the family information is all on it, how about it, am I interesting enough? "

"Thanks a lot."

While flipping through the pages, the boy asked slowly, "Kramer, as far as you know, besides Simon, are there any other knights with a Nilfgaardian background?"

"No..." The dwarf shook his head resolutely, "The remaining 24 Knights of the White Rose are all natives of Temeria."

"Are there any Nilfgaardians in their ancestors?"

"I don't know about that!" Dennis Kramer said, blowing his beard and staring. "Roy, you won't ask me to check their ancestors for eight generations again?"

"never mind."

Roy shook his head, his face sinking like water.

At present, the most suspected Simon actually died.

If he is really a murderer, can he kill himself and put on such a disgusting look?

Impossible.

But it is not necessarily true that Simon is an innocent victim!

He had a Nilfgaardian background, was an upright man, and apparently had no womanhood, but was found guilty of the crime of silver lust by the murderer... and the purpose of the whole ceremony was to sacrifice to the noble woman in the palace.

Between the two it seems...

The boy returned to the knight, and he wanted to test an idea.

"Master Roy...cough cough...let me take the liberty to ask, have you discovered anything?"

Facing the suspicious eyes of the knights, Roy nodded and said, "I already have some clues about the identity of the murderer."

"Every knight, can any of you take me to the house of Knight Simon?"

His eyes swept across the crowd of knights.

"The houses of the first six deceased... I have investigated almost all of them, and I think there are some clues in Simon Knight's house..."

Chapter 13 Knight Love Story

Everyone fell into a brief silence.

"Master Roy, I have a good relationship with Knight Simon, and I know him and his family quite well. Why don't I take you there?"

A person walked out from the crowd, it was the young knight who patrolled with the dead yesterday,

"Then trouble you."

"Knight Salvatore is at your service! Please follow me, Your Excellency the Demon Hunter."

……

The residence of the Patrick Latin family is located in the northwest corner of the city, a modest garden.

Surrounded by rusty iron fences, the courtyard is overgrown with weeds, and the ground is covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves, which is obviously neglected.

Along the path of the main entrance, there is a dry fountain in the center of the courtyard, and behind the fountain is a three-story building. The side walls of the building are covered with ivy, and occasionally the pale texture under the rolled-up wall is exposed.

There are two lion statues made of bluestone in the left and right corners in front of the main entrance of the building, and a date is engraved on the lion's body tablet.

"1240, the Moon of Maturity"

"This is the date Patrick Latin Estate was established."

Salvatore added, while Roy looked around the huge and empty courtyard in amazement, "Knight Simon lives alone in such a big house, and he doesn't even invite a servant. Doesn't he feel lonely and depressed?"

"The brothers of the knight order have never heard Knight Simon complain. Maybe their family is used to this quiet living environment."

The two came to the closed main entrance of the manor. Roy looked up and saw a window on the second floor that was ajar. He didn't make any unnecessary movements, his knees were slightly bent, and his figure jumped on the spot.

"Wow-wow-wow"

Salvatore only felt that the blurry figure in front of him was so flexible that he was not like a human being, using his hands and feet on the wall like a gecko, and jumped into the window in just one breath.

Salvatore didn't know what to think, a trace of solemnity flashed across his face, and then he barely climbed up to the second floor relying on his excellent physical fitness as a knight.

The second floor is the living area. There are more than a dozen spacious and tidy bedrooms, except for the beds that have been made, there is nothing there, not even a dressing table, wardrobe, or decorations.

"I didn't expect Simon Knight to be a guy who advocates minimalism, but—" Roy wondered, "His family has been rooted in Ireland for decades, how can it be so poor?"

"You don't know," Salvatore sighed, "The salary level of the knights is not high, and it is not enough to maintain such a large garden as Simon's knight's house. What's more..."

"Knight Simon will also use part of his salary to help the poor in Elland, and he will be more righteous to the brothers of the Knights!" He showed a trace of gratitude on his face, "I am ashamed to think about it, to tell you the truth, I did it a few years ago I have wandered around and almost lost all my family property, who would have thought that there would be an emergency at home, if it was not for the generosity of Brother Simon, I would regret it for the rest of my life."

"I clearly remember that because of this generosity, Brother Simon accompanied me to eat black bread that even the poor despise for a month."

"No wonder..." Roy said strangely. "But now that Simon is dead, the Patrick Latin family has no successors. Who will inherit this garden?"

"The Knights will send someone to Nasser to find a distant relative as his heir. It's just that it's not peaceful there recently."

"That's right... Nasser, which is close to Sintra and south of Soden, isn't it exactly where the Nilfgaardian army was stationed two years later, before the start of the Northern War."

Roy sighed secretly, it is not surprising that there is a little trouble in that place now.

……

The demon hunter stroked the soft bed with his palm, and rolled comfortably on it under Salvatore's surprised gaze, "Who are you going to live in with so many empty beds in the house?"

"To pay homage to his dead relatives." Salvatore said earnestly, "I was invited by Knight Simon to be a guest in this manor. He introduced to everyone that his relatives lived in the rooms on the second floor. He It is meticulously cleaned every few days.”

Roy turned his noncommittal eyes on Salvatore's face, and jumped up from the bed flexibly.

"The inspection on the second floor is almost the same. Go to the first floor."

The first floor is fully furnished and finally has a little popularity.

But the witcher wandered aimlessly and irregularly. Every time he passed a room, he went up to touch it, and sometimes stomped the ground with his foot in a weird way.

Unfortunately, I searched for a long time and found nothing.

And Salvatore has been hanging behind him not far or near, his eyes moving with an unknown meaning.

Until the two came to the study on the first floor, Salvatore suddenly narrowed his eyes and slowly approached the witcher.

"These collections are worth a lot of money."

Roy raised his head and brushed his fingertips carelessly across the spine of a book on the bookshelf, paying attention to the other's demeanor and expression.

"Books are probably the most valuable collection in Simon Knight's family."

The muscles on Salvatore's face were tense, and he quietly took two steps closer to him, firmly pressing the hilt of the sword at his waist with one hand.

"What is this?" Roy turned his head suddenly without warning, and Salvatore let go of the hilt of his sword as if his hand was burned by flames, and an ugly smile appeared on his stiff face. "what book?"

""Knight's Love Story", this kind of 'pure' reading material is actually kept at home. It seems that Simon is not as completely lacking in desire for women as he appears on the surface. It is a bit strange, the handwriting and ink marks on the cover are not printed at all, Could it be that this book is a novel written by Simon himself?"

"Let me see, the pages are old, and seem to be turned frequently."

Roy muttered and turned back to his body, lowering his head and staring at the book.

"Dated on every page. It's a diary, but packaged like a book."

And Salvatore calmly pressed the hilt of the sword again,

"Read it and listen to it? Let me also see what shocking works the perfect Simon Patrick Latin Knight can create."

The demon hunter nodded, flipped open the thin scroll, and recited,

"My most trusted friend, Simon Patrick Latin, was dead when you opened the book. Please help me deliver this book to her."

the following--

"In the month of germination in 1258, I met you for the first time—a graceful, luxurious, and glamorous woman. This is a fateful encounter, the love of my life... my rose."

"Your smile is brighter than spring, your eyes are full of autumn waves, and your lips are softer than roses."

"You are like the sun, warming my frozen heart... I am desperately trying to learn everything about you..."

……

"The opportunity is that day...he insulted you again, insulting you as an old hen that can't lay eggs, I comforted you, and you took pity on me..."

Just after reading a few sentences, the witcher suddenly widened his eyes.

"There is a strange thing in the book!" Roy twisted a pair of bright red lace underwear between his index and middle fingers, then turned his head,

"Why are you sweating all over your forehead? Your face is so ugly, Knight Salvatore, what's wrong with your body?"