Griffith and the others waited for a while to get rid of the shackles of the solidified slime. If Griffith hadn't stopped him, the embarrassed Lana and Mura would have chopped up Geros, who had been hammered and full of teeth, into flesh on the spot.

"We need to find out what he knows," Griffith said. "How could our whereabouts be known by a street gangster."

"It's not an ordinary street gangster," Sonia watched as the white solidified body turned into powder in front of her eyes, "This should be the extraordinary ability that can be embodied unique to the monster pathway sequence 9 and a half people. The capability of each pathway sequence. There is a big difference, and you will have the opportunity to master other powers after you are promoted."

"This kind of ability should be rare on the battlefield," Fiona patted Lana's shoulder, "It is said that it is not uncommon in the city, it is very suitable for small-scale battles, and it is not disturbed like magic. "

"The types of Extraordinary abilities vary widely, and the number of abilities that each Extraordinary can master is limited. Unlike magic, which can be learned and trained in a standardized way, it is also uncontrollable," Iseus had already woken up from his coma, "Actually, it is not What a big deal."

"Have you recovered your memories?" Sonia asked curiously.

"Hmm, memories, um," Iseus nodded,

"Of course."

...

"So, a gangster named Geros knew the whereabouts of the Viscount and the ladies from some channel, and attacked you there? Three armored cavalry, can't beat an informal Beyonder?" The investigator in black Sitting in front of Griffith, he said sternly, "Do you think we will believe it?"

The Bayerland police came several times in the past two days, inquired about the attack, and assured the Earl Court to immediately search for the Cook gang. Professional police stations have been set up in the kingdom's cities and most towns to replace the city defense and security forces to fight crime. In addition, the royal family has also established a Central Bureau of Investigation to detect and combat crimes across regions and within the royal domain.

The Central Bureau of Investigation and the police department have a large amount of funds. Although they are not as powerful as the army system, they also have huge manpower, equipment and intelligence support, as well as exclusive Beyonders. With their involvement, Griffith didn't need and couldn't get involved in the Cook gang case.

Not only do you not need to intervene, but you also have to accept severe inquiries and investigations. The first thing the investigators and the police suspected after learning about the case was the three of them, Sutolar, who suspected that some of them were communicating with the gang.

"Zeros' ability is very characteristic. Although his strength is not strong, he can concretize Beyonder characteristics," Griffith said honestly, "It's unexpected."

The investigator looked at him with an indescribable gaze for a few seconds before saying, "You can leave now. If you have anything to report before the next investigation, contact us through the courier at the Earl's Court."

...

My experience in the past two months is really wonderful~

First, the daughter of the elf consul was attacked. Now that I think about it, although the power of the attack was not great, Isis, a weak apprentice mage, was able to evade the prophecy and divination of the elves. Diya and her family were not prepared at all. What good can Isis do by hunting Galadia? Was Rudias, who he once followed, complicit in his conspiracy?

Then the earl's daughter and her friends' private outing plans leaked out again. Except for the six people present, no one should know about the travel plan in advance. Who leaked the secret? I'm not a traitor, are Rana and Murat traitors? Can't think of you two with big eyebrows...

The most unreasonable thing is, why would I be involved? I'm just an ordinary person!

It can be said that I cannot avoid the attack on Sonya, so what happened when Galadia and I met?

Griffith used a charcoal pen to list his thoughts on a piece of paper,Try to figure out the relationships and connections in it. However, there is no connection between these fragmentary facts and clues.

Also can't explain why I'm drawn into these events and conspiracies... so coincidental, it's the flavor of conspiracy.

Griffith became more and more confused, the missing information and cryptic clues wrapped around him like a cobweb from which no way he could escape.

Wait a moment! Is it because?

No, no, is this possible?

However, that seems to be the only way to explain it!

A lightning-like thought came to Griffith's mind, sending a chill down his spine.

...

Two years after leaving the non-commissioned officer school, although Griffith's studies continued on the front line, it was still incomparable with formal education. After the attack, he spent most of each day studying in the Larmor family's library, preparing for school soon after.

After the investigator left, Griffith had just returned to the library and sat down not long when Captain Heinz Flag sent someone to summon him to his office and asked him to give a detailed explanation of the events of the past few days.

Griffey had just finished reporting when a sergeant knocked on the door and said to Director Heinz, "Your Excellency Captain Flag, the Deputy Commander of the Capital Region has called you to Tussock Street in the lower city."

"Oh? What else did you say?" The armored cavalry director stood up strangely, picked up his hat and coat and walked out.

"The deputy commander ordered to mobilize the nearby Sutolar team to go together," the sergeant replied, "The gang that attacked the Viscount, Miss Larmor, and Miss Xia Long have been found and are being surrounded by the police and the city defense in Tasso. K Street."

...

When Griffith and the others arrived at the scene, Tussock Street was surrounded by three floors inside and outside.

Armored armoured carriages guarded the intersections, and the Royal Capital policemen with strong crossbows were prostrate on them. At the mouth of the sewer manhole in the distance, the police officers had already picked up the iron cover and sent people to block it.

A city defense officer in yellow armor was pointing at the map beside the carriage and dispatching reinforcements to various positions. After discovering that Captain Heinz Flag brought Griffith over, he immediately stood at attention and saluted.

"I'm District Commander Cody. The gangsters are guarding this sewer, and we've blocked the sewer exits in the neighborhood, but we're not sure how long we'll be able to hold them," said the officer in charge of the scene. "The gangsters don't know. Where did he hire a fallen mage to hold a passing baron and couple hostage, and they were newly married soon. The families of the two have already come to the scene, and they are very dissatisfied with our slow progress.

"The situation at the scene is very complicated. Our soldiers were ambushed from all directions in the dark sewers, and they were unable to fight back. So we asked our superiors and hoped to get reinforcements from knights."

The reporting commander looked around, and the five Shutorals were sorting out their equipment and weapons.

"If it's a knight or a great knight..." Commander Cody thought for a while, but still summoned the courage to speak his mind, "I noticed that all the apprentice knights from various families were present, and they faced the fallen mages. May not be able to catch up.”

"I understand, Commander Cody," Heinz Wilhelm, the Inspector of the Armored Cavalry, was already neatly dressed, "if these young men can't fight against the rats in the sewers, it proves that they are ineligible for further training in the kingdom. When they fail, You'll see the knights appear."

...

Griffith was soon joined by the other four of his makeshift squad. The person at the head was a tall, blond girl with a bright and bright face.

She is wearing a fine silver armor that still shows attractive curves. Her pupils are azure blue and bright red, which are gorgeous and eye-catching.

"Hello, I'm Ophelia von Ishtar, the second-level captain of the 501st Wing of the Assault Cavalry, specializing in reconnaissance, shooting, and melee combat," Shutoral with different eyes waved to the side , pointed to a blond man with a calm temperament and said, "This is Wolfgang Midemeyer, heavy infantry."

The other two were Murat and Rana, whom Griffith already knew. The two of them both said when their companions reported their specializations.

"Heavy Infantry Murat."

"Fat cavalry Rana, hand-to-hand assault."

Griffith thumped the breastplate with his right hand and said to the companions of the temporary squad:

"Griffith Blanton, 502nd Wing 2nd Squad Leader, Lancer."

"Well, we are neighbors on the Eastern battlefield~" Ophelia nodded, "Lancer, will you be the first one to go?"

"No, I'll go first, Griffith is behind me," Murat clapped the shield in his hand, "The attack on the city guards who went down before was all the dark arrows in the shadows. I will resist. "

"Then behind Griffith are me and Rana," Ophelia nodded. "Medianmaia, finally, take your shovel. If the sewer collapses, I hope to escape as soon as possible."

The five Cytolars were fully armed and stepped into the dark and damp sewers.

Murat at the front held a large rectangular infantry shield, and the whole person hid behind the shield. The second and fourth warriors who followed behind guarded the left and right, and Ophelia was in the center with a strong bow. At the end of the team, the heavily armored Midianmaia was armed with a steel axe, with a shovel and shovel on his back.

This is a standard Shutoral tactical squad. This configuration is used when they are fighting in the jungle or in the streets on the border of the kingdom. Even if they are suddenly attacked and ambushed by an enemy several times their size, they can persist until the reinforcements arrive.

Griffith, holding a short gun, followed Miura lightly. In a narrow area such as a sewer, a short gun, although inconvenient to swing, still has a great effect.

One after another faint rays of light passed through the gaps or holes on the top of the head and sprinkled on the silver armor. The Shtolars held two torches, one foot deep and the other shallow, carefully advancing in the darkness.

"Clang!" A feather arrow shot from the darkness towards the torch, smashing into Mura's shield.

"Be careful!"

As soon as the words fell, another feathered arrow flew over, passing Murat's helmet and swiping past Griffith's head with a "swoosh".

The Shutorals rushed in the direction the feather arrow flew in. Ophelia pulled the bowstring and shot an arrow in the shadows.

Her arrow even had a silvery white light, illuminating the slippery wall of the sewer. Griffith looked down the light, and saw two men with frightened faces winding the crossbow machine in their hands.

The silvery-white light was fleeting, and Rana quickly pulled out a flying knife and threw it. The enemy at the front fell to the ground with a scream, and his companion threw the crossbow machine and ran away in a panic.

Ophelia opened her bow and shot with an arrow, and there was a plop in the darkness, followed by a painful wailing and the sound of paddling.

Griffith rushed up, holding a spear with one foot on the back of the shot enemy, "surrender or die."

"Ugh," the captured gangster shouted twice with dirty water and was pulled up.

"Don't kill me, I'm just doing errands!" The gangster shouted in spite of the pain, "Boss Cook said that as long as we delay here for three hours, we can cut through the wall and escape."

"How many of you are there?" Griffith asked. "Any armor?"

"Less than 50 people, most of them went to the wall," the gangster said reluctantly. "Boss Cook has a suit of mail."

"what else?"

"No, no more!"

In the dim light, the gangster stared at the apprentice knights in iron armor under the firelight. The air was suddenly silent.

Griffith pulled out the dagger from his waist, inserts the right hand of the punk and crosses it upwards.

"Ahhhh!" The gangster screamed immediately. But the rest of the Shtolars were completely indifferent, either watching him silently, or watching him indifferently.

"Go on." Griffith spat out emotionless words from behind the sturdy visor.

"Mage, we have a mage who can freeze water like a spear," the gangster growled. "I don't know much! Really! He's always wearing a mask and doesn't speak."

"Is there a trap?"

"Several groups with bows and spears!"

"What else do you know?"

"No, I really don't know anything else!"

"Well, he didn't lie," Ophelia said softly. "It seems he doesn't know more."

"Oh, how did you know?" Griffith glanced at his companion who also wore a visor, and broke the gangster's neck, "Let's just leave it at that, let's move on."

"Hey! Aren't you taking prisoners?" Ophelia complained.

"He was trying to hide his intelligence."

"Then there is no need to be so straightforward. We have already returned to Bayeran. If we kill people as dogs as before, what will the kind-hearted citizens of Bayeran think of us!" Ophelia waved her hand, "Forget it. , and there is no one to escort him back now. But you have to tell us the next time you kill a prisoner."

"Well, no problem," Griffith wiped off the blood of the dagger on the gangster's clothes, and put it back into the scabbard around his waist. "You're right, but I didn't think about it carefully."

After solving this trouble, the Cytolars moved on as if nothing had happened. Not only was the light dimmed in the sewers, but the roads were also twisted and twisted.