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In this era of wizard domination, only wizards and descendants of wizards were usually allowed to become nobles.

Marven's father wasn't a wizard, his grandfather was. Marven's grandfather was a high-ranking wizard in the Southern Wizarding Alliance, and at that time, Riverbeach City had not yet been established, and he led his followers to expand the territory and open up many new lands for the Wizarding Alliance in the wilderness. According to the agreement of the Wizarding Alliance and the Pioneer Wizards, a part of this land, which is now known as the White River Valley, became the domain of Marven's grandfather.

Because the new territories were carved out and approached the wilderness, they were freer than the major southern city-states, and did not need to be under much command from the Wizarding Alliance, except for regular tax payments to the Wizarding Alliance. Only when there is an urgent mobilization will it be necessary to respond to the call of the Wizarding Alliance.

Marven's grandfather had two children, the eldest of which was Marven's father Jean, and the second son was named Miller. After Marven's grandfather's death, Jean inherited the White River Valley and put the territory in order. Miller, because he had no inheritance rights, received a large inheritance, and left the White River Valley with the additional wealth that Jean had privately gifted.

This Uncle Miller in Marven's impression has been gone for many years. It wasn't until last year that he suddenly returned to the south. It is said that he is now doing very well in business and is a rich businessman. Miller purchased a property in Riverbeach City. The brothers had seen each other many times, and Jean was very happy with his brother's return and treated him very attentively.

In the memory of a simple teenager, although Uncle Miller was a little stingy, he was still very good to his brothers.

But in today's Marven's view, those things in his memory have revealed many clues:

In the six months since Miller returned to Riverbeach City, his father Jean's health suddenly began to deteriorate - you know, forty-year-old Jean was in the prime of life, as strong as an ox, although he did not know witchcraft, but he was indeed a real second-order warrior, and he once single-handedly eliminated a mutated stone-toothed boar that broke into the territory. It stands to reason that his bodily functions could not have regressed much at this time.

Even illness can hardly cause any trouble to such a strong warrior.

But because of an inexplicable serious illness, half a year ago, his father Jean died. Marven, who was only 14 years old, inherited the territory and title and began to govern the territory conscientiously.

This is very difficult for a 14-year-old, but judging from the results, he did not do a bad job.

"Although this young man is kind and cowardly, he is still very talented in internal affairs."

At the funeral of his father, Jean, Miller also came and cried a little in a mock way. Some very strange things were also said. ”

"The timing of his return coincided with his father's death, and it is indeed possible that he did it. It is said that in the early years, this Uncle Miller had always hated his father because he could not inherit the territory. Perhaps this was the trigger for the incident. He has money now. So he came back to take revenge on us. ”

Perhaps, he also wants to snatch the inheritance of the White River Valley. As long as I'm dead, the younger Pooh will certainly not be his match. He's bought off the Akron Gangs and Riverbeach City Hall, and the White River Valley is his! ”

……

In just a few minutes, Marven thought of a lot of things.

This Uncle Miller is indeed very suspicious. But things can't be concluded so quickly, they don't have evidence yet.

"Whether or not Uncle Miller is doing it to us, we need to investigate further."

Marven quickly said, "Maybe those two members of the Akron gang can solve our puzzles." ”

"What do you mean?"

"Follow me, take your steps." Marven whispered: "Two people, leave one alive." ”

……

At the front door of the Burning Horse Inn, in the dark alley, the thieves scanned the unchanged scene in front of them in boredom.

There was a delicate hourglass at his feet, and the sand on the upper layer was almost gone, which meant that it was time to say the code.

"That woman probably slept like a dead pig, what else is there to monitor, I heard that the employer likes this half-elf very much, and asked to be captured alive by name, it seems that tomorrow the boss will have to take action himself."

The thief fiddled with the dagger in his hand, so thought.

He looked at the roof not far away, where another sentry was diligently observing.

However, at this moment, his eyes suddenly shrank!

A sneaky shadow is approaching that companion on the roof!

"What people!"

The thief's eyes narrowed, his perception was so high that he could tell that it was a stealthy person.

Thieves from other gangs?

Before he could open his mouth to remind, his back suddenly cooled slightly!

"Oops! Someone spotted my stealth!? ”

He turned around suddenly, only to see the half-elf female swordsman rushing towards him with a long sword in her hand.

Her eyes were locked on him, apparently knowing where he was hiding!

The thief reacted quickly, and with a deft turn, prepared to go around the alley and not confront the swordsman head-on.

However, at this moment, a shadow suddenly flashed in his afterglow!

A dexterous shadow took three steps and two steps, falling from the roof, blocking his path.

The thief looked bitterly at the corpse of his companion on the roof, his mouth a little dry.

Such a decisive and neat method of killing......

This guy can't be a real assassin, right?

From the time he appeared when the other party sneaked up and was about to kill his companion, to the appearance of the elf female swordsman, it was only two or three seconds before he had already completed the assassination?

It's a fantasy!

Where have the gangsters in the market seen this kind of murder method! This is purely a stabbing in the dark of night to show that only a level assassin who knows how many strong people can show.

It's just that when he saw the assassin's face, his jaw fell in surprise:

"It's you! Why didn't you die? You ......"

The thieves were speechless in astonishment.

Anna's sword pressed against the back of his heart, and she said coldly, "You have two paths. Work with us, or die. ”

The thief obediently dropped the dagger and spread his hands outstretched. He had given up resisting. Not to mention that seemingly weak young nobleman had such a terrifying assassination ability, the half-elf in front of him was also a warrior with at least four professional levels, and in the case of a head-on confrontation, he had no chance at all.

"Tie him up, I know there's an abandoned warehouse nearby." Marven whispered.

……

North of the city, in an abandoned warehouse.

"I swear, I've told you everything I know."

The thief, Dink, was tied to a chair with a twine knot, and said with a bitter face, "I'm just in charge of keeping an eye on it, not doing it." ”

"You haven't sued me yet, why did you Akron gangsters kill me?"

Marven said coldly.

Dink pretended to be pitiful and said, "I really don't know ......."

"Ahh What are you doing?! The thief's face was full of horror.

Marven sneered, grabbed Dink's right hand, and lightly slashed his wrist with a knife. Blood immediately flowed out.

"It doesn't hurt at all, does it?" Marven sneered and said, "But I cut your veins, and your blood will slowly drain up." ”

With that, he slashed Dink's wrist lightly.

"You're a demon!" Dink was horrified: "Stop. ”

"Sue me for something I want to know. I'll set you free. Marven said lightly: "Otherwise, we will leave here and let you dry your blood and die." ”

Anna looked at Marven with some concern. Of course, she knew that some means had to be used in the interrogation, but she was worried about Marven's state.

He looked a little too cold. It seems that the previous kindness has gone to the other extreme.

"It's all because I'm too useless. failed to protect the young master, so that he was so stimulated to become what he is now. The half-elf bit his lip, and the hand holding the sword was too white to show clean green tendons.

Under Marven's simple questioning, Dink quickly collapsed. These gang members are not ruthless characters who have been trained to resist interrogation, and they only join the gang to support their families, and their willpower is very weak.

In his previous life, Marven had encountered some fanatical religious elements, and it was the most headache to ask for information from them.

……

"This guy really doesn't know who wants to kill me, but he just says that he is a rich merchant in the city and pays a lot of money."

"The Akron gang is only a second-rate force in Riverbeach City, and their boss wants to rise, which requires a lot of money, and the rich businessman is said to have promised to invest in the shares when it is done."

"Only their boss had met with the employer, and the rest of his men were just doing what they were told. If you want to know who is behind this, you have to find that guy called [Diafes]. ”

Marven thought silently.

Dink said everything in order to save his life.

The Akron gang is not very powerful, except for Diafes himself, who is a second-order warrior, and the rest of the most powerful is only a fourth-order thief. Their stronghold is the [Pyroxene Bar], which is a famous underground casino in the slums, and also does a leather and meat business, and there are many people.

Diafez was a very careful man, and the pyroxene bar was almost set up by him as a small fortress, especially in the backyard and basement. If you want to dive in lightly, it's not that easy.

Marven is a ranger after all, not a thief who is good at clearing traps and stealth, and there is no way to approach Tifias quietly.

"Young Master, what should we do now?" Anna asked.

I don't know why, Marven who woke up from a serious illness actually made her faintly feel a sense of dependence.

"You said you were going to set me free!" Dink said loudly.

Marven walked over, snapped a few times, and cut the hemp rope with the scimitar in his hand.

Dink was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Marven to really release him so easily.

Anna frowned, and just wanted to say something, who knew that at this time, Marven made a lightning move, and a cold light flashed.

Cover your mouth! Cut your throat! Blood rage!

Dink glared and struggled for a moment to die.

"I'm going to give you freedom, but I didn't say I wouldn't kill you." Marven lightly pushed away the dead body of the thief and wiped the scimitar clean.

Anna shuddered a little: "Young Master Marven, what's wrong with you?" It's not like you at all. ”

Marven looked at Anna and said sincerely, "Everyone has many faces. In this situation, I have to be another version of myself. ”

"I will not allow anyone to take my territory, nor will anyone try to harm you."

"I will not allow it."

He took Anna's cold hand and whispered, "You are one of the most important people in my life. Someone wants to calculate you, and I'll make him pay. ”

Anna's little face was slightly red, looking at such a terrible Marven, she felt a sense of security in her heart.

She shook off Marven's hand a little shyly and said in a low voice, "Young Master, what should we do next?" ”

"Go to the cemetery."

Marvin named an unexpected location.

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