Chapter 290 Two Wounds
I walked around in the woods blindfolded, smelled the blood and followed the trail.
Perhaps an instinctive act.
I didn’t know if it was because of the tendency to directly check and prepare for risk factors.
It would be nice to see it as a coincidence, and even if I said it was an inevitable result, some would have agreed.
here is the top.
It was a place where it was not strange no matter what happened, and disasters fuel confusion.
-I
covered Deokchun’s mouth as he climbed onto Tup’s shoulder.
It was an act that I wanted to make a sound even by mistake, but the clever frog pushed my hand away as if I had no intention of making a sound.
Well, how long have we been together?
the sight i am seeing.
A man lay in a clearing in the woods where a broken tree subtly obscured his peripheral vision.
A body covered in hair and a full tail.
The ears, which should have risen upward, lost their strength and drooped.
Blood flowed from his pierced abdomen.
There was a foul smell, perhaps because the intestines had burst slightly, but the thicker smell of blood tingled the tip of the nose.
An unrealistic amount of blood loss.
There is a possibility that he used a skill such as blood loss or pumped an artery.
His face, visible at a glance through his fur, was white, but his eyes were wide open as if he had seen something unbelievable.
He nodded slightly.
There may be a corpse.
It could be.
‘Of course, right after the incident happened.’
Another prisoner stood next to the body of an unknown prisoner.
A man looking at a corpse with a blank expression. Are you a raccoon beast? I don’t know, because I haven’t met Soo-in a lot. It’s not even about animals.
His trembling hands were full of blood. Blood splattered all the way to his face and his cheeks were red.
My eyes are wandering as if I was in shock.
Even I, who only used a B-class stealth skill, didn’t notice.
I mean, all my nerves are turned that way.
Kill yourself and be surprised?
Killing them so brutally?
weird.
‘There is no trace of someone else.’
With that much blood loss, it is normal that the person next to you should also splatter blood.
It almost looked like blood was spurted out, so if there was someone there, there should be no traces of blood splattered there.
The killer would have been covered in blood before we could wet the floor.
does not exist.
no matter how you look at it
Irregularly spread drops of blood.
The only trace is a raccoon boy.
is it a boy Although he looks young, it was difficult to arbitrarily determine his age because he was a prisoner.
All the circumstances point to that guy doing it, but what is this awkwardness.
“Who’s there!”
When I was slightly worried, he turned his head towards me and shouted.
Oh did you hear
I didn’t move.
Rather than saying I made a mistake, it would be more correct to say that he came to his senses.
For an NPC, this kind of stealth skill wouldn’t mean much.
I gently got up.
“This is Evileye, the climber who witnessed the crime scene while passing by.”
I raised both hands to show that I had no intention of fighting.
Opponent narrowed his eyes.
He kindly introduced himself, but why is he so impressive?
I pointed at the body with my chin.
he flinches Let’s see if there’s something stabbed.
“This is an accident. I didn’t kill you!”
Not convincing.
Even if you say so, who will agree?
Murder can be. People kill people too, but there’s nothing that a prisoner can’t do.
The same goes for NPCs. Isn’t that the case just by looking at the tower worship group?
The moment their identity was revealed, they attacked without hesitation.
Because they are a group that is extremely wary of revealing their identity.
‘Maybe this guy is a worshiper too.’
Let’s not look at it, because it might be vigilant.
He might incite other NPCs to attack me.
The 60th floor often cooperates with NPCs. It is said that it is better to maintain friendly relations as much as possible.
A colleague living together and a climber meeting for the first time. It was obvious who to believe.
“Hmm.”
scratched his head
I can’t be sure when I think about it like this, but personally, I don’t think I’m a worshiper.
Compared to the guys I’ve seen, it feels a little clumsy.
‘If it were them, they wouldn’t have been trembling after the murder.’
The trembling at the corpse before I became aware of my existence was real.
It may be true that it was an accident. But I’ll leave all possibilities open.
He lowered his raised hand and stepped forward.
The guy who took a step back reveals his teeth.
It is said that it is a beast in its form, and its teeth are quite sharp. I’m going to pull out Mr.
I ignored the growler and inspected the wolf-man’s corpse on the floor.
Well, not a werewolf, but a werewolf? done. Because that’s not important.
“There’s one more wound besides the stomach.”
I turned the werewolf’s body, still warm.
There are two stab wounds on the back of the neck.
I wonder if it’s right to say it’s a stab wound.
I wonder if it would feel like this if I dug deep with two fingers.
Just in time, the hands of the raccoon beast were covered in blood.
back of neck and abdomen. Both are fatal wounds.
“Neck belly. Where did you stab me first?”
“What are you talking about, a climber being arrogant!”
“I’m asking about the order, you asshole. The face is human, but the brain is animal?”
“You bastard!”
He jumps up and grabs me by the shoulders.
Wild eyes stared at me, but there was no great emotion.
Maybe it would have been better if he had calmed down a little more, but if someone who couldn’t control his emotions because of excitement attacked him, he would only get annoyed.
“why? Do you want me to bite you?”
There was no answer. I shook my head slightly and took off the guy’s arm.
“You asked for the order, you son of a raccoon.”
The neck and stomach were beaten in order.
Order is important. You can figure out if he’s crazy or what kind of guy he is.
It’s better if you get stabbed in the stomach first.
The wound on the back of the neck could be an additional wound caused by the guy being shocked and unable to control his strength after death.
Even at worst, it’s a confirmed kill.
Conversely, if you ripped off the back of your neck and stabbed your stomach.
‘It’s retaliation.’
It’s too cruel to be a confirmation kill.
It can’t even be considered an accident.
If there is no resentment, if the nature is not cruel, it cannot go that far.
At least in my common sense.
It would be different if the beastmen were a particularly cruel species, but when I think of Rilka, I don’t think that’s the case.
Well, there may be individual differences.
In the first place, since Rilka is not close to the group of beastmen, it is difficult to see it as a general case.
I guess roughly.
Daelimwon would be a group of prisoners.
‘Rilka is a child abandoned in a dimension.’
The message that came to my mind when I became his successor.
One important point here.
Although Rilka and Daerimwon have a rough relationship, they do not enmity or hate each other.
If the real Rilka had a deep grudge, she would have asked for something that could damage Daelimwon.
Asking to get rid of a specific person or accepting their apology.
I don’t know what happened.
just a little concerned
I don’t know about anyone else, but Rilka was the first NPC I came into contact with after entering the tower.
After thinking about something else for a while, the raccoon opened his mouth.
The guy who looked around to see if he was still nervous bit his lip and looked up at me.
His eyes, which had been filled with hostility, took on a slightly clear light.
“To be honest, will you help me?”
“Look and see.”
“I don’t refuse. Yes, there is no way a mere climber would refuse.”
There seemed to be a misunderstanding, but they didn’t bother to correct it.
All you want is give and take.
If you don’t ask for something unreasonable, I’m thinking of fitting it in moderation. Not
because I have a crush on
him…
Anyway, I’m a climber.
Since Daelimwon is a group of NPCs, there is a possibility that it will be difficult to mix with them.
How open would it be if it were open to outsiders?
A situation in which he learned his weakness. It was good to hold the hilt if you could.
He glared at me and opened his mouth.
“Please defend me on this matter.”
defense?
I frowned.
Are you asking me to turn a blind eye to murder?
“I didn’t kill him, really. look.”
The raccoon who swallowed saliva put his hand on the wolf beastman’s corpse.
Two lines torn off the back of the neck.
He hooked his index and middle fingers into hooks, overlapping the wound.
small.
The raccoon’s hand was small compared to the wound, considering it was done by the same person.
“There was blood on you.”
“It’s true that I stabbed you in the stomach. But Behiga is stronger than me! There’s no way you can’t stop an attack like this!”
“As a result, I couldn’t stop it, but I mean.”
It’s strange even if you believe his words, and it’s strange if you don’t.
“Is there anyone else here besides you?”
“No it wasn’t.”
“Who did the wound on my neck?”
“I don’t know.”
Is there a master who can avoid even the eyes of NPCs?
Or is he lying?
There are not one or two uncomfortable parts, but the shape has been captured to some extent.
The wolf beastman, who was fatally wounded in the neck, was unable to block the attack of the raccoon, which would have been blocked by the original, and his stomach was pierced.
kind of accident.
That must be why he was shocked and trembled.
If you connect it like this, it should be connected.
It’s still a half-guess with an empty middle.
“Me and Behiga often sparred. Other people know that too. Today was the same as usual. Why did this happen…”
The guy muttered softly.
Whoa. I let out a breath. Is Behiga the name of the deceased prisoner?
With his mouth open and his eyes wide open, he closed the eyes of the dead wolf-man.
He then lifted it with his shoulders, but perhaps because he was tall, his feet touched the ground.
I thought it was lighter than I thought, perhaps because all the blood had drained out.
“Listen behind.”
“Uh uh uh.”
The guy who rushes behind and supports Behiga’s legs.
I don’t care if there is blood on my body or not.
“Did you ask for a defense?”
“huh.”
“Then request it as a formal quest.”
It’s not like I’m serving, and I have no intention of getting involved in a murder case with my bare hands.
“On the condition that you can destroy it at any time if you are the culprit.”
“Because it’s not me!”
“You’ll see that when you see it. I already have faith when I saw it. I am reporting the situation.”
It’s a first look. The first impression wasn’t good either.
There is a part where we act together because we want each other, but there is no loyalty.
He’s still a suspicious guy to me.
“What is your name?”
“Morto.”
“Right. Don’t be fooled and give me a quest.”
“Tsk. okay.”
[Morto’s Defender – Unexpected Quest]
– Morto got caught up in an unknown accident.
-You, who are caught up together, help him prove his innocence.
-Special Contract: Cancel the quest if Morto is the culprit.
-Reward: Raccoon Mask (AAA) Ticket to Raccoon Den.
[Do you accept the quest?]
You put in the special contract properly.
I accepted the quest.
I don’t know what a raccoon burrow is, but you’ll know when you get it.
Then the road to go is also boring.
“Let’s decide what to say. One more there.”
I turned my head towards Morto.
“Anything about a wish-granting pond.”
I wonder if it was an illusion. It seemed that the guy’s eyes were shaking.
