Chapter 23 Black Cat, you are black...

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Black cat, you're black...

Although my scalp was not numb, there were indeed a wave of chills coming from my heart.

This man's death was so curious that Caesar was a little calmer. Although he had seen many dead people and many had seen many strange deaths, most of the murderers were the petite and delicate black cat, which made him feel calmer.

What kind of split hatred can make this girl do such a thing?

Caesar's eyes looked at the chest and abdomen of the deceased. Even if it was covered with black orchids, it could not hide the blade of the cold light. A huge blade penetrated the chest and abdomen of the deceased, which seemed to be a fatal blow.

But it is definitely not a fatal blow, because the murderer is a black cat, a curse master who is proficient in the protective skills of the Necromancer lineage but is still a delicate little girl. Maybe he killed a mercenary leader who has experienced many battles with such a straightforward and unequalized sword?

The black cat uses the curse power of the curse master.

The most unacceptable thing among the seven professions is the necromancer - this group of wise men who pursue the balance between life and death are mostly firm people who do not care about other people's vision. Their power is full of aggressiveness, extremely efficient, weird and deadly effects. The three single-class professions derived from this, the necromancer, the curse master and the dark mage, are all full of aggressiveness.

It is completely different from the three single-class professions of Paladin.

The following paladins are divided into Knights of Light, Warriors and Prayer Masters. Knights of Light control powerful Holy Light combat skills. The Warriors also have various powerful elemental damage auras and spiritual power to increase combat power. But the Prayer Masters are different. Apart from the protective martial arts tailored for them by the Pope Hall, their skills have no ability to attack at all.

But this is not the case with necromancers who pursue high damage and high efficiency. Necromancers can summon powerful skeleton troops and four ambassadors of earth and steel, flame and blood to fight for him. The dark mage uses strange bone skills and poisonous power to fight, while the cursed masters use various seemingly illusory but terrifying curse battles.

When he first received the education of the Temple of War, Caesar was stupid and naive to think that the Curse Master and the Prayer Master had no direct attack ability. At most, he used the Curse Power to weaken the enemy as a support force - but soon he became so amazing - he completed the lower limit of the Necromancers who learned the Fortress ten thousand years ago... Well, it was creativity.

According to classics of the Temple of War, among the three-series skills of the Necromancer, the most terrifying and inhumane skill is not the skeleton summoning skills that can transform corpses into warriors, but these seemingly inconspicuous curse spells.

Take the lowest level of "damage deepening" curse for example. It is no less important than the "heating" of the wizard and the "screaming" of the Saint Seiya. Even the most extreme necromancers will study this skill - because this skill can rot the enemy's wounds through a series of functions, thereby destroying their combat power and vitality.

But just like all the skills of the Soul Tree of All professions, this skill is just the foundation and has infinite development possibilities - no one dares to underestimate this first-level curse skill, because if used by the eighth-level curse master, it will be enough to turn any profession below the seventh level into a pool of rotten pus - completely rotting from the inside out.

The micro-spirit secret vision skill that can temporarily blind the enemy can make people blind forever after continuous practice and modification.

It can steal the curse of life that slowly loses vitality. When you reach the peak of your training, you can directly kill someone to fuck him, or even manipulate the origin of the other party's life as you wish, turn it into your own use, or let it explode directly and kill people invisibly.

There is also the top "aging" curse, which does not directly aging the other party's body, but rather makes the enemy think of the scene of death through the necromancer's understanding of death, and then the enemy will become slow and numb and extremely old. When practicing this skill to the extreme, it will directly show the other party's death, instantly allowing the other party's soul to receive the wrong command of death, killing people with eyes, pointing directly to the essence between life and death.

There are countless such things, and these terrifying curses carried the enslaved anger and were killed ten thousand years ago. The hatred of the foreign tribe was affected by the enemy. The eagle could not open its eyes, the dwarf could not lift the hammer, the tall ogres were drawn from the source of life and turned into a pool of meaningless powder. The high elves became hysterical and could not even release simple magic. Today, the selection of the power inheritance of necromancers is the most stringent, because powerful forces must be controlled by a strong mind. If you are not careful, it will be the consequence of the collapse of the sky and the earth.

"So I don't... Black Cat can get the legacy of the Curse Master..." Caesar whispered, "Among the three single-class professions, especially the Curse Master's assessment is the most serious. The academic fortress never welcomes apprentices full of hatred and darkness. Is that right?"

This dead unlucky guy must have been destroyed by the curse of the black cat... But the curse that the black cat does not take heavy measures and does not practice deeply has time-effectiveness - mainly because the darkness is not strong enough, and the human body has the resistance to vitality to drive out external troubles, so after the curse disappears, there must be no curse. Adding blood to the black orchid to arrange flowers is enough to wipe out all clues.

"...It's so miserable." Caesar went over and over again, but did not see anything worth noting. Black Cat was extremely intelligent and was a famous dark detective. The detective killed people. He was really experienced - countless chaos appeared to scatter the possibility in all directions, and each appeared to misunderstand, burying the truth into the fog, covering the bloody sadness and chilling blood. If it weren't for the novel of Black Cat, what the Black Cat would do, he would probably have a headache at such a bad death scene.

But he didn't want to go against Black Cat - after all, although there was no memory of her, the content was full of real longing, and all these things need to be asked clearly.

However, the most important thing - the black cat is a catwoman, an orc, and a member of the Northland.

Just this reason, Caesar would try his best to conceal the black cat, and even if the matter was revealed, he would save the black cat. Regardless of her motive for killing was the flame of revenge or desire? The evil thoughts of desire, the orcs in the north could not be dealt with by humans in the Middle Earth. From his order to destroy the three kingdoms of the North and the restraining forces under the three fortresses, the north was no longer silent. It would become a powerful backing for all the barbarians and orcs who left the North, and it was also the only country with the only right to judge.

Caesar raised his hand and condensed the flames, but hesitated for a moment and put his hand down. He originally wanted to have a big explosion to disrupt the place a little more, but he gave up. Since the Black Cat was ready, then let it go.

He finally glanced at the dead man lying on the bed of black orchids. His body was covered with black flowers as if he was planted with flowers, as if he was nourishing the mysterious flower with flesh and blood. He was so cruel that he had not done anything sinful. However, his revenge was over, and his feelings before his death were unknown, but he could finally be purified.

Thinking of this, Caesar was shocked and then suspicious in his heart.

The chaos here is so perfect. As mentioned before, countless scattered clues point to countless erroneous reasoning, which seems to fully exert the experience and accumulation of the case solved for several years, showing the terrifying wisdom of the Black Cat.

But as smart as a black cat, she left a clue of obvious flaws like a novel that was not packed up when she left? It was definitely not an omission, it was definitely an intention, so what was she hinting?

"Sorry, because there was a small problem, I had to stay here for a few days, and I would be very busy." It was already early the next morning, Hatsune had a full sleep yesterday, so she got up early and prepared to have a good time to play.

But Caesar didn't seem to have much trouble with this guy - at least now.

"Did I... cause trouble for Caesar?" Wu Ke didn't jump. Hatsune Miya was drinking the sweet porridge in the bowl in a small sip. Hearing this, he raised his head timidly, with a faint flash in his eyes, and he looked like he was about to cry.

"..." If it were a few days ago, Caesar would have been tricked, at least he would feel a little guilty, but now...

"Um... Woo......" Thunderbolt stretched out his hands, pinched Hatsune Miku's tender cheeks, and gently pulled it outward, turning the singer's smile into a funny look. Hatsune Miku waved his arms in a panic, as if protesting, but Caesar would stop? The whole room was filled with Brother Caesar's grin and pretending to be pitiful, not to mention that your behavior can be called malicious cuteness... Do you think the same move will play a role in the Saint Seiya for the second time? It's so sweet, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha..."

"I clearly succeeded four times..." Hatsune Miku stroked her slightly red cheeks, "Caesar is a bad guy. If she was always so violent, no girl would like it."

"It turns out that Hatsune doesn't like me anymore...I'm so sad..." Caesar cried while covering his face.

"I don't like Caesar... I don't treat you guy..." Hatsune Miku quickly explained, but woke up from the middle of the journey and immediately became angry, "Caesar's, I hate it the most."

The shy look of her teeth and claws was not as crazy as she confessed in front of countless people at the concert that day. Instead, she became more and more shy, shy, and arrogant at any time.

This may be called...love.

The two chatted for a while, and Caesar also talked about what happened last night. Of course, with the powerful sixth sense of Saint Seiya, he hid the discord about Sakiya, and the matter of Elquit was also mentioned in a nutshell - it also seemed to be fun, and it was to talk to someone, in short, it was just very comfortable.

During this period, a small problem occurred - he seemed to underestimate Hatsune Miku's curiosity and curiosity, and when he heard the murder case and Caesar's show-off explanation, the girl's little detective soul suddenly exploded. Caesar's carry a large number of books belonging to Hatsune Miku, and he used all kinds of mystery, murder, fantasy, romance and travel legends - according to the song girl, she relied on reading to relieve boredom when she was bored, and she was also a talent for talking and fighting.

It is worth mentioning that Hatsune Miku's glasses look is so cute. She is wearing wide pajamas, leaning over on the wide bed, with snow-white calves, and shaking her green ponytails. She reads novels under the soft lights. She occasionally looks back and smiles, wearing purple-red striped glasses adds a different kind of beauty to the girl - and then she will be bullied unreasonably by Caesar and take advantage of it...

In Hatsune Miku's somewhat reluctant gaze, Caesar left the room. Compared to the girl's decision to be with Caesar, Caesar was already awakened. She was facing a world she didn't have. Her willful requests had already caused him trouble. If she insisted on following her, it would not only distract him, but also make him hate him...

But this world is not a rational world, but humans will not decide to live by rational thinking alone.

"Sure enough, I'll be lonely..." Hatsune Miku fell on the bed, fiddling with her nails with green onion nail polish, "I hope I can be with Caesar..."

Of course, the target is the shop called the Night Family, the old nest of the Black Cat, and the Black Cat Detective House.

The two bodyguards who were knocked unconscious by him would sleep for several hours and wake up at about five or six o'clock. During this period, there might be shifts at night, so theoretically, the unlucky guy's death will be quickly and the city lord will be alarmed.

It's useless to be alarmed - the killing formation set up by the Black Cat is so meticulous. Except for those who are gifted and have a strong talent for reasoning and detectives in this world, perhaps only those ninth-level saints can see through the cause at a glance and use their own means to find the evil spirit. It is obvious that Margret no longer has such a person.

The evil bald Rodan may be able to do it, but according to his temperament, he probably won't be the city lord, otherwise the agent of Malgrat's dark world would not be a black cat.

So the city lord probably had no other way except to appease the mercenary leaders who were angry or surprised and terrified - after a few hours of poverty, he would probably only call the black cat to save the scene.

Caesar came to see if the black cat is there. If the black cat pretends to detect clues, that is the most funny thing. However, Caesar vaguely realized that the black cat probably won’t do it.

Before she kills enough people.

There were already guards wearing heavy armor at the door. Caesar went straight in, but the guards didn't dare to stop them at all, because Caesar came towards him, and naturally there was an unstoppable aura. They were not weak in their legs and were already excellent soldiers.

There is no one on the shop on the first floor because the evil stars at the door are enough to block all the business.

The second floor saw the back and forth steps, which sounded like a person paced anxiously, and asked a few questions from time to time, and then received a helpless answer. The person who answered was Sakiyo, it seemed that she had not left either.

"Who" Caesar did not deliberately restrain his steps. Walking on the stairs on the second floor caused the alertness of the people on the building. Caesar ignored the two big men holding their knives at the stairs on the second floor and walked quickly. With each step, the two big men blocking the stairs took a step back, and were forced to retreat continuously by invisible and intangible power or aura.

"Here you." Caesar looked left and saw Sakiya Siriya sitting upright in the living room. The maid stood up, showed a bright smile, and bowed slightly to him.

"Well, isn't the black cat yet?" Wu Zhuo didn't jump. Caesar ignored the tense guards around him and walked to Sakiya, "Didn't she say the detective office is only open at night? Someone came to entrust during the day?"

"Sixteen Ye, this one is..." It seems that Shiliye Saki's name is also quite loud. The neatly dressed middle-aged man and the guards around him looked at her very seriously, and they did not look down on her maid outfit at all.

"This is Druid Induchi," Sixteen Ye first sought Caesar's opinion, and then solemnly introduced to the middle-aged man - so considerate that Caesar felt embarrassed - and then recommended to Caesar, "This is the Sheriff of the City, His Excellency Brut, who is directly responsible to the city lord and is responsible for the safety of the city."

"It turns out that it is Enduqi, a powerful profession, paying tribute to you." Among the seven professions, the most popular one is actually the Druid lineage, because they are kind enough, indifferent and helpful - it is worth mentioning that Paladins rank second because of various reasons.

But Caesar could still keenly feel that when the other party bowed his head and bowed, a trace of scrutiny still flashed in his eyes - this is not surprising, because there was a murder in the city lord's mansion. In such a sensitive period, any sudden stranger is worthy of doubt, let alone a professional - even a druid.

But now he is a druid who advocates the harmony and kindness of nature, so he has to follow the routine of returning the gifts. When the Seven Crowns gathered in the north, he occasionally chatted. Aozaki Aoko also mentioned the customs of the druids. For these, they can still imitate them, which is considered as if they are not missed.

After being polite, the cautious temptation immediately unfolded the purpose of forgiveness and admonition, Enduqi came here..."
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