Celestial Mage

Chapter 49 Kid, you are so annoying!
Le Verrier clothing store.

Rosen returned to the corner, and Mrs. Le Verrier looked at him flatteringly.

Rosen knew that since having an affair would allow the other party to take a huge risk as a white glove, he could also use it to blackmail the rich lady and do many things for him.

As long as the other party continues to maintain a glamorous appearance, it is actually easy to secretly ask for money, information, and even carnal pleasure.

Of course, a rich wife with a little beauty and a little money is not worth letting Rosen do these low jobs.

It's not that we can't do it, it's that the rewards can't cover the cost.

"I need a large sheet of cardboard, or a thin board, and sample paper for proofing clothes is fine."

"I'll prepare it for you right away."

"Don't worry, I still need some good
charcoal pencil.By the way, tell me again, that woman's voice quality. "

Madame Le Verrier thought carefully.

"She deliberately lowered her voice, making her look hoarse, but there was a hint of arrogance between the lines, like the tone used to give orders."

"Well, I think she should be an aristocrat, no, she must be an aristocrat, because only aristocratic women talk like that."

As the proprietress of a clothing store, she does not lack opportunities to interact with the upper class, so her judgment has a high degree of credibility.

"Aristocrat?"

Rosen frowned slightly, feeling that things were a little tricky.

Because the nobles cannot be punished in this world, and the nobles can lose money if they kill civilians.

Coincidentally, he is a commoner.

But things have come to this point, there is no reason to give up halfway.

"There are not many real nobles in Silvermoon Castle, and there are only a few hundred relatives. No wonder she is afraid of being recognized by the middleman."

At this time, Mrs. Le Verrier had already brought over the cardboard and charcoal pencils, both of which were of good quality.

Rosen took the charcoal pencil and drew a charcoal drawing with a 'swipe brush'.

"Is it her?"

"That's right, that's her, that's her! Mr. Rosen, do you know her?"

"I saw this man on the road before, and I remembered it when I heard you say it."

With that, he handed the silk purse back to Mrs. Le Verrier.

"Take it, and restrain yourself in the future. Although cheating is wonderful, there is a price to pay."

Madame Le Verrier clutched the purse tightly in her hand and let out a sigh of relief.

But after hearing what Rosen said, he couldn't help but refute.

"Young man, you don't know that Rasprin has an elephant trunk. Heh~ Why am I telling you this, anyway, thank you for your mercy, I will pay attention to it in the future."

Rosen could understand it naturally, but he shrugged and didn't express his opinion.

He walked out of the clothing store with a charcoal drawing, and when he passed by the door, he accidentally saw Mr. Le Verrier sitting at the door in a daze, with a gloomy expression on his face.

Rosen waved his hand to greet him, but he ignored him, as if he had lost his soul.

This appearance is a bit abnormal, Rosen's heart moved, and he guessed something.

He sighed inwardly: "Oh, I hope Mr. Raspring is all right."

Ordinary bourgeoisie are generally very gentle, but certain special circumstances can still inspire a man's hidden blood.

Coincidentally, most of these special cases are related to women.

Of course, this matter has nothing to do with Rosen.

Next, you may meet the real culprit, and the risk factor will rise sharply.

It's daytime now, and it's still in the downtown area. The other party must have scruples, but they are afraid of everything.

In order to avoid being subjected to a trick similar to a convertible car turning the head at the market, Rosen blessed himself with a resistance force field before starting to act.

But this is not enough.

He carefully looked around the market again, not letting go of every corner, and then saw a white-haired old woman in the corner.

The old woman was squatting on the side of the road, her face was like chicken skin, her body was hunchbacked, and there was a broken begging bowl in front of her, which was very common.

But as soon as he saw the old woman, Rosen's mind immediately settled down.

"Hey, the mentor's disguise ability is quite high. Let's start then."

Take the charcoal drawing and come to the bulletin board in the south of the city market, 'swipe' to paste the portrait on it, and then start yelling loudly.

"Hi~ hi~ ladies and gentlemen passing by, you are looking for someone, please help find someone~"

"Find a beautiful noble girl~~"

"The reward is good~one crown for one clue~"

"Gentlemen and ladies, don't miss it when you pass by~"

The boy's slightly immature voice was raised high, and it spread across most of the market in an instant.

The reward for a gold kroner was really generous, and after a while, a large circle of people surrounded the bulletin board.

asked a good-natured person.

"I said young man, although you draw well, you can't see the face clearly. How can people find it?"

Rosen immediately said: "This girl appeared in the market around 9 o'clock this morning, someone must have seen it."

"Hey, young man, since she is a noble girl, why are you looking for her? Aren't you afraid of causing trouble?"

Rosen laughed and said, "Actually, I don't know if it's a nobleman. The main reason is that I'm pretty. I yearn for it, and I want to find out and woo him."

After a pause, he asked back: "Uncle, courtship is not against the law, is it?"

"Haha, of course you don't break the law, but you young man is really willing to spend money."

Another meddlesome person stared at the drawing board, pinching his chin to recall the state.

"This back is very familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere."

As soon as Rosen's heart moved, he wanted to ask
At this moment, a 37-year-old middle-aged man separated from the crowd and strode up.

"Young man, I have seen her, come with me, and I will take you to find her."

Rosen's heart was slightly shocked, and he looked at this person carefully, and found that the other person's expression was indifferent, his eyes were slightly gloomy, and his face was a bit vicissitudes.

Looking at his attire again, he was wearing a gray cloth knee-length robe, gray cloth trousers, a money bag hanging on his belt, and an ordinary self-defense dagger.

His heart moved: "Looking at this temperament, he looks like a wandering mage who is unhappy."

As soon as he opened his mouth to look for someone, he was approached by a mage. There is a high probability that he guessed correctly, and the real murderer has been secretly observing his every move.

The sudden appearance of the portrait made the other party lose his sense of proportion.

Inevitably, the situation would expand and unforeseen variables would appear, so she quickly dispatched her men to take herself away from the market.

Why did Rosen judge that the other party was most likely to be the murderer's subordinate?

In addition to his external temperament, it was also because this person didn't ask for the reward that ordinary people are most concerned about when he opened his mouth, but directly wanted to take him away.

These thoughts flashed quickly in my mind, but they were all speculations and needed to be confirmed.

Rosen smiled and said, "You don't need to lead the way, I am very familiar with Silvermoon Castle, just tell me the place name."

The middle-aged man shook his head and refused: "There is no place name, just a nameless street. I'm stupid and I can't explain it clearly. I'll take you there."

Well, he guessed right.

If he went with him, left the downtown area full of patrolling guards, and went to a remote place, he would be killed directly in all likelihood.

However, this also means the opportunity to uncover the identity of the real culprit.

'To go or not to go?Of course it is. '

The instructor is watching over in the dark.

He put away the scroll and said with a smile, "What's your name, sir?"

"Thomson."

A name that's all over the place, obviously fake.

"Oh, how much do you plan to pay?"

"It's a good deed to bring you to find someone, just look at it."

"Okay. Let's go then."

Rosen looked 'happy'.

"This way."

The middle-aged man who called himself Tom turned around and led the way.

Rosen followed him a few steps away, walked tens of meters, and glanced at the white-haired old woman intentionally or unintentionally.

It was found that the other party had stood up, hunched over, leaning on a cane, and walking on the road with bumps and bumps.

Although the walk was slow, it miraculously remained in Rosen's field of vision.

Considering that the old woman's speed should not be too fast, Rosen deliberately walked slowly.

"Hey, when I get off, my shoelaces are loose."

"Wait a minute, my stomach is swollen, I need some water."

"Hey, I said big brother, can you walk slowly."

The middle-aged man, Tom, was obviously impatient, but he never had an attack.

Eventually, the two came to the entrance to a dark alley near the bazaar.

It can be seen that the interior of the dark alley is quite spacious, and it is a semi-independent space separated by several tall stone buildings.

Looking back, it is a busy street with people coming and going.Looking forward, it was a quiet space with slightly dim light, and there was no one in it.

Such a place is an excellent place to set up an ambush.

Rosen glanced behind him again and found that the old woman was gone.

Surprised, he immediately opened the adventure log to check, and soon found that the old woman turned into an alley, and after a while, an unremarkable figure appeared on the roof of the alley.

"It turned out to be on the roof. It scared me."

He might face the real culprit ahead, but he dared not face it alone.

Thomson walked into the dark alley first, and a voice came: "Come in, she is inside."

Rosen looked at the quiet space ahead with awe-inspiring spirit.

'After practicing in the virtual machine for so long, my spellcasting ability has reached four stars, and my mentor is watching over me in secret. It's time for me to have a real battle. '

He quietly took out the sober potion from his arms and drank it all in one gulp.

A few seconds later, a stream of information flashed in my mind: 'Gain the effect of 'focused casting', reducing the mana consumption by 25% for 30 minutes. '

Combined with the effect of the Crescent Staff, you can save 55% of mana.

"I am coming."

As he said that, he blessed himself with the effect of resisting force field.

Then, holding the crescent staff tightly, one side of the body is close to the thick stone wall, and walks forward step by step.

After walking more than 30 steps, he completely entered this dimly lit triangular clearing. The stone walls around the clearing had no doors, no windows, nothing.

It can be seen that there is an exit on the opposite side of the open space, but the light of that exit is still dim, and no pedestrians can be seen, so it is not known where it leads.

The gray-robed man who led the way was standing near the exit, with a weird smile on his face.

"Boy, you really don't know how to live or die!"

At this moment, a figure appeared at the entrance behind Rosen, blocking him one after the other.

Before he understood the situation, Rosen didn't rush to make a move. He leaned his back against the stone wall and began to ask questions unhurriedly.

"Report your identities?"

The figure at the entrance took a step forward, but it was a man wrapped in black leather armor.

The most striking thing is his eyes, the pupils are pure white, the pupils cannot be seen, but the whites of the eyes are blood red, which looks very strange.

A hoarse sound came from the man's throat.

"Child, you are so annoying!"

　After reading a lot of feedback, I feel that the reasoning part is a bit off the main line.Similar plots will be reduced in the later period.

Another: three more today.

　
(End of this chapter)