As he spoke, he turned towards Kana and flashed an apologetic smile.
At that mont.
A Knight rode swiftly to the city gate on his warhorse.
Arriving before everyone.
Seeing this situation, Lawrence furrowed his brow.
"What happened? Did sothing occur in the city?"
So urgent.
The Knight took a couple of deep breaths and nodded, "Your Highness, the Viscount Durut..."
"What is it?"
"The manor of Viscount Durut has been massacred, including the Viscount himself, all the servants, and Guards in the entire manor are dead."
"What?!" Lawrence shouted with a furrowed brow.
The news was quite shocking.
A massacre targeting a noble family.
Even Alicia furrowed her brow.
While she disliked these nobles, the sudden deaths of these nobles and the entire manor was obviously a major issue.
"Quick, take there!"
With that, everyone rushed towards the location of the manor.
As they approached the manor, it was already surrounded by nurous dignitaries.
The City Lord and officials were discussing sothing at the entrance, even shouting angrily.
"Viscount Durut died here; the Count won’t let us off easily. Damn it! Damn it!"
He shouted.
"Quiet."
Lawrence’s voice echoed.
The noisy officials and nobles imdiately fell silent.
"Alright, now take inside to see the situation."
"Your Highness, the scene inside... is sowhat too cruel," a Guard Captain said.
Lawrence furrowed his brow and glared at him.
Obediently, taking everyone inside the manor.
Entering, they saw the empty manor, with no signs of battle.
They followed the Guards to the entrance of the staircase leading down.
Then showed them the two Guards dead at the top.
"A swift thod, no signs of struggle. They were killed by a sudden attack," said the Knight Anita behind Alicia.
As she spoke, Anita surveyed the surroundings, confirming there were no signs of a fight.
"Perhaps it was soone familiar?" Alicia suggested.
After all, the two Guards had no chance to resist, and the marks below showed they were killed and moved.
"Let’s see what’s downstairs," Lawrence said.
Leading everyone and the officials behind him down the stairs, they encountered a lingering sweet scent.
Slling the scent, Alicia furrowed her brow.
Anita remarked, "A familiar scent."
Lawrence turned and looked at them.
Alicia explained, "Just a few days ago, beside a corpse caused by the Evil God, we slled this scent."
"Evil God?" Lawrence furrowed his brow.
At that ti, several candles in the cellar were already extinguished.
A Holy Knight waved, spreading a faint gold light.
They saw the ground covered with corpses.
And tentacles on the bodies of the corpses.
The surrounding assorted tools, erected stakes, and the central Evil God Array.
"Is this a... sacrificial altar to the Evil God?" Alicia said with a furrowed brow.
Kana nodded, "Yes, it’s a scenario those Cultists of the Desire Incense Burner would create."
Lawrence looked at the corpse.
The noble corpse with nurous tentacles.
That’s Durut.
This scene was right in front of them.
Only a fool wouldn’t realize.
The items for sacrificial rituals here were evidently placed a long ti ago.
The bloodstains and marks around showed that too.
This cellar had beco a site for Evil God rituals long ago.
Looking at the noble, his servants, and butler.
All appeared to have the visage of Evil God Followers.
What happened here in the past? And what was Viscount Durut’s true identity? It’s already obvious.
Lawrence’s brow twisted as his expression grew increasingly grim.
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