Luo Yan had more than sixty percent reason to believe that the person was indeed Miranda.
The ritual was very likely to require not only the wrong murderer to be mistakenly executed by a confused judge, but also the real murderer to take sothing from him.
Perhaps blood.
Perhaps skin tissue.
Or maybe sothing intangible, like a na.
Luo Yan looked around, his gaze finally settling on the highest point of the town—the clock tower standing in the mist.
That place should provide a view over the entire town and all its alleys.
Seeing that the Demon King had said nothing for a while, Sarah's initially sharp expression gradually turned into an embarrassed blush.
Feeling the warmth encasing her right hand tightening, she shifted the small hand that was held a little restlessly.
At that mont, Lord Demon King, who had been silent for a while, finally spoke again.
"There might be a good show soon, the rat hiding in the shadows is secretly watching us, we need to find it but also prevent it from escaping... Do you see that clock tower?"
"Yes!" Following Luo Yan's gaze, Sarah nodded vigorously as if trying to dismiss so strange thoughts.
"Good," Luo Yan looked at her approvingly and, while releasing her hand, slipped a crystal into her palm, "stay there, keep an eye on my movents, and wait for my orders... Rember, don't let anyone see you."
Contrary to Luo Yan's expectations, Sarah didn't leave but looked at him earnestly.
"You, on your own, are you sure?"
"You worrying about now," Luo Yan chuckled and patted her head, then whispered in her ear, "I am the Demon King, it's not yet ti for my minions to worry about my safety... go ahead."
It wasn't his arrogance.
With "True Eye" Youyou watching, it was almost impossible for anyone to hide their true powers.
He was confident in handling any adversary below the Gold level in a couple of moves, and if the soul level was higher than Gold...
An Undead Mage, if he couldn't beat him, couldn't he just escape?
Seeing that Luo Yan had spoken, Sarah, although sowhat reluctant, discreetly blended into the crowd and headed towards the clock tower.
At this ti, Alex and his group, previously distracted by the market, had just returned.
"We got so supplies... Huh? Where's your companion?" Alex noticed, only Luoluo remained on the street, the cloaked Beastman girl was nowhere to be seen.
Luo Yan smiled lightly and said,
"She has so things to deal with, so I let her go take care of her personal affairs first... Let's not talk about that, it's getting late, let's find a place to stay."
"That works, well—" Alex nodded, just about to ntion he knew a good inn, but Luo Yan cut him off.
"I happen to know a nice inn, co with . You must be tired, I'll treat you, let's have a few drinks and relax."
As he dropped these words, Luo Yan took the lead, following Youyou's guidance towards the "source" of the corruption.
Alex and his two companions exchanged glances, surprise written all over their faces.
The introverted "Fire Starter" Phinis whispered,
"I thought it was his first ti here..."
Alex scratched his head and shrugged.
"Well, let's follow him and see."
Although Luo Yan was a newly t person, Alex felt that this adventurer nad Luoluo did not seem like a bad person.
And this was a safe zone.
If that guy had ulterior motives, he wouldn't have waited until here to act without making a move on the road...
As Luo Yan and Alex's group headed towards the inn deep in the alley, a battalion of armor-clad regular troops slowly moved through the dense forest and reached the southern gate of the town.
This troop consisted of a hundred n, all clad in armor blessed with Holy Light.
With confird intelligence, Knight l almost brought as many aides as he could.
Gazing at the wooden fence walls, his fervent face displayed unmistakable excitent.
A voice from beyond whispered to him, Miranda was here!
Guiding him to this place were not only the chained clues, but also the grand will of Saint Sis!
An extrely vicious criminal was about to create a new legend—
With this major case closing, the residents of Thunder City would acclaim the wisdom of the Knight Commander!
As a knight under Duke Campbell's command, he had not disappointed the Duke's expectations and the mission he bore on his shoulders.
"Move into the city!"
"Yes!"
The aide-de-camp took the command and then led the well-equipped hundred-man team, as they confidently strode through the city gate, heading towards the center of the town under the astonished gazes of guards and adventurers.
Mist Town, situated on the fourth level of the labyrinth, never saw rain.
However, at this mont, everyone could feel it; an impending storm was about to break...
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