Chapter 238
Birds Chirping and Flowers Fragrant
When Eivass slowly woke up again, he found himself lying in the bed of his inn room.
He subconsciously felt something was not right, but couldn’t recall what it was for a moment.
“Fox, come look quickly!” a clear, energetic child’s voice called from beside him. “It’s so beautiful here!”
…Such strong intuition. He hadn’t even spoken a word; just by opening his eyes, she sensed that someone else was here now.
Was this the sensitive intuition of a Compatible Person of The Path of Beauty?
Eivass followed the sound and looked over, finding Daiya leaning by the inward-pulled window, intently looking outside.
It was then that Eivass realized why he had felt a sense of incongruity—
“…The rain has stopped.”
He murmured in a low voice.
It wasn’t night outside; it was already morning. Last night’s storm had subsided, but a fine drizzle still fell.
And at this moment, Eivass saw just how beautiful it was outside—
The sky was so high and bright. A dense forest could be seen not far outside the window, and there was a lake like a Sapphire.
This inn seemed to be halfway up the mountain. Looking to the other side, one could vaguely see a village at the foot of the mountain.
The storm seemed to have caused no damage to the forest; they remained intact. The aura of the storm still lingered in the air, and the whole World was Clear and Moist.
Eivass immediately understood why Isabel was watching so intently.
She actually loved this kind of natural environment. But due to her Identity, Isabel couldn’t easily leave Glass Island.
Isabel had long known that Shepherd’s Bay Country was a famous tourist destination… After all, many Knights from Glass Island would go to Shepherd’s Bay Country for fishing or hunting during their holidays or hunting seasons. But she herself could only look on with envy.
Thinking of this, Eivass patted Daiya’s head and casually said, “Speaking of which, after the final exams are over, I plan to take a trip to Shepherd’s Bay Country with the Detective.
“If you want to come… perhaps I could mention it to your grandmother?”
“Really?”
Upon hearing this, Isabel’s eyes suddenly brightened. “Would she agree?”
“Perhaps. I’m not sure.”
To avoid making Isabel too hopeful, Eivass could only speak vaguely.
Isabel thought for a moment, then quickly calmed down. “Never mind, I won’t go.”
“Aren’t you going to try?”
“Neither of you are the type to be playful. You would suddenly leave mostly because you have some important business to attend to. If I followed, I might cause you trouble… After all, wouldn’t you have to split your attention to take care of me then?”
“Daiya” turned back, looking up at Eivass with her sparkling eyes. “So I’ll stay here. It’s a rare holiday, and a good time to improve myself.
“I plan to have the Teacher give me special training—if I successfully Ascend this time, I’ll reach the Third Tier. Then, when I encounter something… I won’t be so powerless.”
She said in a low voice, “Then I can help you… Mr. Fox.”
“It’s not appropriate to call me Mr. Fox now.”
Eivass squatted down, bringing his gaze level with Isabel’s.
He narrowed his eyes, a slight smile tugging at the corners of his lips. While stroking Daiya’s hair and ears, he said in a mischievous whisper, “Call me Dad. This is required for the role-play.”
“Daiya’s” face instantly flushed red.
She hesitated for a moment, subconsciously glancing around, then said in a very soft voice, “Dad, Daddy…”
—Ah, satisfied.
Eivass let out a pleased sigh. “When I realized you might be role-playing as Daiya, I was looking forward to this. This is a collectible element that cannot be missed.”
“Is it that important…”
Daiya puffed out her cheeks. “If you want to hear it that much, it’s not impossible to say it outside…”
“Never mind, I’m afraid of getting hit.”
Eivass smiled and refused.
“By the way,” Daiya said softly, “are we back to reality? The rain outside has stopped.”
“…It’s hard to say.”
Eivass narrowed his eyes and casually stroked Daiya’s little head.
He found her hair so smooth, and the more he stroked it, the more natural it felt. “Let’s exchange information first. They should be coming down soon too. Let’s go out and take a look.”
As soon as he stepped out the door, he saw the old Inspector coming out from the next room.
Pure White looked at Eivass and nodded slightly. Then, without a word, he followed the two of them.
Next, the door to the couple’s room also opened. Everyone except the dancer came out and followed them down.
After exchanging glances, everyone smiled at each other, giving off a friendly yet mysterious atmosphere. Daiya subconsciously grabbed Eivass’s clothes. Eivass paused for a moment, then clasped her hand in return.
When everyone went to the Hall, they saw the Reporter still waiting around the Hall.
But unlike before, upon seeing them approach, the Reporter subconsciously showed a wary and anxious expression.
“What happened?”
Pure White asked with great authority. “This—what’s going on?”
—They saw the front desk clerk shot dead at the table again. Just like in every floor above.
The only difference was that this time, the Reporter’s gun was not in his hand but had fallen inside the front desk.
“I don’t know anything—that’s what I’d like to say, but I doubt you’ll believe me.”
The Reporter spread his hands helplessly and sighed. “Because the gun is indeed mine. But he really committed suicide!
“He suddenly went mad, saying ‘this is a dream,’ then snatched my gun and shot himself!”
Mr. Reporter didn’t seem to know anything for sure.
He had stayed here to preserve the scene and hadn’t gone anywhere. Because if he left, or took his gun away, it would be impossible to explain.
“…You’re really an honest person.”
Eivass said with a tone of exasperated affection. “Aren’t you afraid of being framed by staying here?”
“I hope you’ll come with me.”
Pure White said sternly. “The memory detection of the Inspection Department will tell us if what you’re saying is true.”
“Ai, no… that won’t do!”
The Reporter’s expression became flustered. “If my memory is scanned, I’ll die! No, haven’t I already proven my innocence by protecting the scene here? If I had taken the gun away, you wouldn’t have found the murderer, would you?”
“But we can’t rule out one possibility,” Pure White said sternly. “It’s that you intentionally thought in reverse, precisely to dispel your suspicion.”
“Do you need to keep acting, Merlin?”
Wisteria sighed with disinterest. “Or do you want to do it again?”
“…What Merlin?”
The Reporter frowned, very resistant. “In any case, I will not accept an investigation. Fine, I’ll tell you, because I am—”
But at this moment, Eivass suddenly moved, firing a shot directly at his head. The Reporter’s forehead was hit, and he fell to the ground with his eyes wide open in death.
“—He’s indeed not Merlin.”
Eivass cleared his throat slightly and said slowly, “Let me explain.”
A little late, here’s the first chapter—
Today there will be three updates, at least seven to eight thousand words, and it will be finished directly!
