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"Why are you asking about this too?"

Beside the stable, Peron frowned at Hook's detectives.

He felt like he had walked a bit too much today.

Rabbit Ace habitually crossed his arms and opened and closed his lips imperceptibly, but his voice was no different from ordinary people speaking: "We just think that connecting that piece of land with the land we purchased may have greater economic benefits. .Wait. 'Also'? Who cares about that land except us?"

The hotel owner shook his head: "Mr. Bello. It's not that he cares about this land, but he just didn't mention it when we were talking about business. After all, the land you are buying now, including the surrounding area, used to belong to my family, but... .It used to mean that it is no longer my property. My great-grandfather sold it a long time ago. If not for this, I probably still have a good house to live in now."

Both his great-grandfather and grandfather were addicted to the bad habit of gambling, and the fiefdoms that the nobles relied on were also bet on the gambling table.

As a result, all the fiefdoms disappeared in the hands of these two men. What's interesting is that the reason why Perun's grandfather was addicted to gambling was because he wanted to win back the land his father had exported, but he obviously overestimated it. own level.

The laws of the Kingdom of Dorne do not allow landless nobles to retain their titles, so the great-grandfather of the current queen, Montmor V, removed the surnames and coats of arms that once symbolized nobility from the list of nobles in the House of Arms. go out.

Worst of all, not long after this incident, new laws were enacted, allowing the nobles to freely buy and sell land without restrictions.

Pei Lun still laments from time to time. If the news about his ancestor's loss of fiefdom had spread later, he probably wouldn't have to worry about his marriage now.

"Then do you know who owns that land now?" Rabbit Ace asked.

The land he mentioned included part of the river bank and swamp. They believed that if they could get this piece of land, the locals in Gev would have no place to threaten them.

Although they currently don’t have enough money to purchase land, they can apply for it.

Pei Lun didn't know what the detective was thinking. He just sighed. He was still thinking about future marriage plans in his mind. At this moment, he was weak in speech: "I don't know about this. Maybe it's in the hands of a businessman, or maybe it's in the hands of a certain businessman." It was taken back by the king and given to other nobles. But I think he probably forgot that he had such a piece of land, otherwise he would bulldoze the land and open any factory to make more money than leaving it idle."

"Okay, so have you contacted the circus person?" Robin Hood, the idler, squeezed over and almost put his arms around Pei Lun. "Their tent luggage is still on our territory. Will these people come back?"

Pei Lun didn't know much about this matter either.

Regarding the circus performers, people have discovered the fact that they are missing. This caused a bit of panic at first, but it improved when the leatherworker appeared.

It is difficult for someone to cause such horrific injuries, but if it was done by the huge pale humanoid monster, then everything would be much more reasonable. Creighton Bello, the antique dealer and sheriff from the city The gentleman's "robber conjecture" is self-evident, because there are not two bad things, robbers and monsters, at the same time.

There is only one bad thing, and that is also a good thing. As for whether the circus people themselves live or die, most people don't care that much.

"I don't know, but the body of the animal trainer is parked behind the church now. You can drag the things they left there so that they can take away their belongings when they come back to visit their companions. "

Perron offered advice, but it didn't seem to be well received.

The messy-haired detective and the detective with his trousers tied as high as the locals whispered for a while, and his expression was a mockery without malice.

These detectives didn't ask him this question just to return the property to its original owner.

Rabbit Ace mumbled and said in a perfunctory manner: "Okay, we will consider doing this. Well, let me ask out of curiosity, who are your new tenants? They don't seem to be easy to deal with."

"I haven't asked, but they don't look like they're going to stay here for a long time."

"How to say?"

"They looked dusty, and they went to sleep after booking a room. I don't know how long they traveled before last night, but they definitely don't want to waste time here. You can tell by the guns they brought. They are so hot. Waugh had no use for so many long rifles."

Pei Lun's thoughts were consistent with what he said. If it was just for self-defense, no one would go out with such a big gun. A pistol is much more convenient than this and easier to maintain. There are so many long rifles in Gévaux that have been accumulated slowly over several generations, and their types and quality can reveal traces of the development of the times.

The uniform types of guns in the hands of these new tenants prove that their status is extraordinary.

He had received soldiers from Sasha City last month, and they gave him a similar feeling. However, Pei Lun did not dare to conclude that these new tenants were soldiers, because many of them had clothes that did not fit the size and looked like they were from Robbed from civilians.

But as long as they haven't been proven to be robbers, Pei Lun has the right to earn their money.

"If you are curious, you can go and meet them yourself, but I can't guarantee that they won't find it offensive."

Having said this, Perun tilted his head and listened to the sound. Behind the stable was the wall in the backyard of the hotel. His savings were hidden near the warehouse. If those men wanted to do something bad, he would be able to hear it here.

Ace rejected this suggestion. He looked at little Perun and didn't ask any more questions, because the boss didn't know anything either.

After sending Perun away, the detectives returned to the temporary rental house to continue their discussion. They had differences on whether they should be wary of these new gunmen.

It is obviously not common for a dozen gunmen carrying long rifles to come to Jevo. Although they have not seen those people with their own eyes, they also believe that such an organization with extraordinary equipment can be put together if these people do not leave from Sasha City. Soldiers, then their identity is worthy of scrutiny.

Robin Hood spat and poured some tea made from inferior tea leaves into his cup.

"Damn it, I went to bed very early yesterday and didn't even see them coming."

"Who isn't? It's rare that it's not so bright at night." Kit handed the cup over, but Robin Hood ignored him.

After putting down the teapot, Robin Hood held the teacup and walked around the room, wondering: "Where did that boy Ian go? I don't think I saw him today, and he didn't come back last night."

"I only know that he went to church today." Rabbit Ace said. He peeled a piece of candy for himself, put it in his mouth, then leaned back comfortably on the chair and closed his eyes to meditate.

"Anyway, there is no other job that requires him here. And after he heard about the monsters appearing in the hotel, he became extremely enthusiastic and seemed to want to make some contribution to the local people. I simply gave him a holiday."

"His brother's body must have frightened him." Farmer Hankit curled his lips and fumbled from his arms. He remembered that there were still a few homemade cigarettes left. "The monster that killed Charles is not here, and is already dead. There is no point in doing this. He is just doing free work for the locals."

Robin Hood snorted, and he was willing to say something good for this little brother: "Kit, I bet you would be worse than him after seeing those corpses. Your farmer's heart can't stand that. picture."

Kit's hands froze in his arms and he turned his head to look at him: "What did you see then?"

"When you went out to smoke, we were responsible for collecting the corpses." Robin Hood put down the cup and his face became serious: "Do you know how spiders eat?"

Kit's body trembled, he had already thought of some pictures.

"Of course I know. They use a special toxin to melt the meat of their prey, and they can keep the shell intact after drinking up the broth."

"Then you should be able to imagine the consequences of using this method on humans, right?" Robin Hood asked him in a cold tone.

Kit stopped talking, and even though Ace the Rabbit still had his eyes closed, he couldn't hide the traces of force on his eyelids.

"It would be wrong to say that that group of people left no remains at all, but those remains"

Robin Hood raised his hands to form a circle the size of a human head: "It's probably only this big in total. Even the bones have been melted a lot. What's left are basically hair of different colors, whole scalps, Fragmented teeth and finger bones, I guess these are the most difficult things to decay in a human body. The church people there collected them, but they haven't been buried yet. They may be purifying them with flames. I guess they don't want us to put these away. Take away the relics that have been contaminated by evil spirits."

Ace sighed and straightened up: "Both Ian and I saw Ciel's finger, which was the one that was newly reattached after being cut off. There was also a document that was probably a suicide note hidden inside, but it was also corroded. Most of it.”

"Fortunately, I didn't look at it at the time." Kit was just thankful.

Robin Hood shrugged: "So you should be able to understand Ian. If a person is very sad, it is understandable that he does anything extraordinary."

"Also, I think what Ian is doing so far is pretty normal."

"Priest Lewis, please put down the gun. You are no match for me in terms of shooting skills."

Ian was almost stating a fact.

After a lot of exercise, he showed no obvious fatigue, and his determination and perseverance polished it into a sharper instrument.

Opposite him, Priest Louis was leaning against a big tree, panting, his golden hair clinging to his forehead due to sweat, but he was still concentrating on guarding against this stranger who had been chasing him for no reason all night.