Chapter 262: Outsourcing?

Chapter 262: Outsourcing?



As Grant's life ended, the massive ice shield formed by his innate Ice Magic crumbled away. Ren, on the other hand, swiftly drew his tempered steel short spear, which he had previously straightened and shortened using Metal Transformation Technique before pulling it out.

"Thud!"

The sound of a heavy object hitting the ground echoed as Grant, the Ice Messenger, fell backward, his eyes wide open, staring at the sky.

Ren's gaze remained calm as he surveyed his surroundings.

Despite committing murder in public, not a single person dared to meet his eyes.

Instead, the onlookers, both commoners and knights, trembled and felt a dryness in their mouths upon witnessing the scene.

The slain man was clearly a Sorcerer, and anyone with functioning eyes could tell that he was a rare Ice Mage.

"Good, a decent plan, but we need to investigate further and clarify the strength of his escorts. We must succeed in one attempt without alerting them."

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"Lady Shadiya, what brings you here?" Ren smiled and greeted her.

Perhaps due to not having seen each other for half a year, they felt a slight unfamiliarity, but for a moment, both were unsure of what to say.

How should I put it?

At this moment, Shadiya was far more excited than Ren, as she could tell from his expression that he was indeed Ren!

A hidden location.

That arrogant Grant had actually dared to attack an Imperial Swordsman on the street! What a fool!

Although they were in the administrative district, the sheriff and city guards were always a little late to arrive. According to the Swordsman Branch guards, a Swordsman had been attacked right at their department's gate.

"Actually, including Grant, the Ice Messenger, some of the experts are secretly working for Aksen Auction House, but on the surface, they belong to a separate mercenary guild."

A Black Flame Cultist in a black robe with black flame embroidery on the cuffs and collar was reporting to a middle-aged man seated in a wide, luxurious chair.

Such secrets were easier to uncover within the Imperial Royal Academy, where the children of the nobility gathered.

Kraya's words caused Ren's eyebrows to twitch.

"Alright, Baron Rain, please lead the way." Kraya smiled faintly.

That's right, she remembered. Master Kafrela of the Royal Alchemist Guild had taken in a talented young alchemist named Alissa as an apprentice," Kraya thought to herself.

Duke Fabian snapped out of his daze and quickly regained his composure.

"As you command, Viscount."

This meant that the young man's strength surpassed even that of a powerful Ice Mage, naturally instilling awe in everyone present. Kraya's beautiful eyes widened in shock, and she stood there, stunned for a moment. After a while, she muttered, "If only our family had such a talented individual..."

"Oh, when is he arriving?" The middle-aged man seemed intrigued by the news.

But he didn't expect that the expert was one of Aksen Auction House's own.

"Three moves?" Duke Fabian was stunned. The more he heard, the more absurd it sounded! However, Assani had just mentioned a street attack.

This immediately filled the guards with a mix of anger and astonishment, and they rushed over.

The carriage seemed to have been there since the beginning of the fight, and Ren could sense that the person inside had been observing him earlier.

"It's true! I don't know why, but Ren killed Grant, the Ice Messenger, right on the street! I wasn't the only one who saw it; a whole group of people witnessed it!"

Alissa seemed slightly startled upon seeing Kraya, but she quickly lifted her long dress's hem gracefully and gave a lady's curtsy.

Who said the Dragon Empire was backward?

If Kraya's eyes didn't deceive her, Grant had activated his innate Ice Shield, yet he was still struck right between the eyebrows. How could this have happened when he had clearly dodged to the side, avoiding the spearhead's path?

"I once saw this person at the main branch of Aksen Auction House in the capital."

Kraya took a closer look at the beautiful girl before her, sensing a hint of scholarly wisdom about her.

Kraya had also heard that she was the daughter of a marquis, and she was surprised by how intimate she was with Ren.

"No wonder he's so bold," Ren muttered.

At that moment, Melanie, the Deputy Secretary of the Administrative Department in the Administrative Building, arrived with a group of guards.

"This is outrageous, Lord Ren. Leave the rest to me." Melanie noticed the replica Imperial Staff at Ren's waist and knew he was on a mission.

How did she get here?

It was as if a child had a toy that they didn't play with often, leaving it aside for a long time. Suddenly, another child took an interest in the toy and started playing with it.

Kraya looked at Ren in surprise, not expecting him to know the girl's background.

"Hmm, his name is Grant Savage, known as the 'Ice Messenger'.

For instance, if this Master were to die here, it would definitely cause trouble for their auction house, although he is from the Capital.

As she approached, seeing the large patches of ice fragments on the ground and the white-robed corpse lying on the ground, her eyes narrowed, and her gaze towards Ren changed.

It is common knowledge that alchemy is a discipline that requires years of accumulation. Throughout the Empire, talents in alchemy are even rarer than those in the knightly path.

In fact, when 'Ice Messenger' Grant first arrived in Minster, Viscount Fabian subtly warned him during the reception banquet, suggesting that he should act outside the city if he didn't have absolute confidence.

"This... Miss Alissa, thank you for your concern."

Surely the short spear won't bend? Kraya glanced at the short spear on Ren's arm guard, looking perplexed.

Due to Ren's swiftness in killing Grant, the guards at the Swordsman Branch gate, just a few hundred meters away, had barely noticed the battle before it ended.

At first glance, the deceased was a rare Ice Mage, killed by Ren.

Hmm? The Imperial Second Prince?

"Miss Kraya, do you know this Ice Mage?"

At that moment, a figure stepped out of the carriage, one that Ren was familiar with and often appeared in his dreams during his youth. Ren's eyes widened, and he blurted out, "Miss Kraya, shouldn't you be in the Capital?"

Ren's aura, having just killed a Sorcerer, made Jennifer, an ordinary person, feel tense in his presence.

Kraya noticed that the boy's strength had undergone a drastic transformation, surpassing her own abilities. His once slender frame had become tall and robust.

Then, he turned and took a wooden box from a nearby attendant, handing it to Ren, saying, "Sir Ren, this is a special healing potion made by my mentor, Master Kafrela, the master alchemist of the Royal Alchemist Guild."

"Sir Ren, Baron," Shadiya stammered, momentarily nervous.

"I think both of you can consult our headquarters in Myester, Wolf Hill Ridge."

Assani rushed into the third-floor study of the Aksen Auction House, wiping the sweat from his forehead. "Viscount, bad news! Master Grant was killed on the spot by Ren."

"This is Miss Melanie from the Imperial Swordsman Branch. We are investigating an incident."

Apparently, there was some entanglement between the boy and the Aksen Auction House.

Ren nodded.

Therefore, when faced with the incoming ice blade, Ren decided to take the offensive, forcing his opponent to defend and making them experience the pressure of defending.

However, Ren quickly thought of something and asked again:

At that moment, Kraya seemed to recall something, her expression turned solemn, and she said, "Ren, do you know the background of the Ice Mage you just fought?"

In fact, when facing an Ice Mage, if a close-combat profession chooses to defend and counterattack, they essentially fall into the opponent's rhythm of attacks, followed by a series of powerful spells.

However, when Ren saw the familiar Calibri emblem on the carriage, he was surprised.

The ladies Jennifer and Jenny were not present, as they had gone to inspect a noble mansion that was up for sale.

For some reason, even though Ren believed his strength far surpassed his opponent's, facing the goddess of his childhood dreams, he couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy or slightly nervous.

Shadiya, the head maid?

The ability to kill 'Ice Messenger' Grant was absolutely top-notch among Great Knights. It couldn't possibly be Ren! Moreover, the way he handled the opening moves and the seamless connection between his three moves greatly benefited Kraya, who had just carefully analyzed them.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

It would be better to let others investigate this matter.

"I think if we can capture him alive, we can use him to pressure the Habus Family," the Black Flame Priest said.

Because ice is not water.

Kraya looked at Ren with approval, impressed that the boy had quickly identified the key issue.

"What?" Viscount Fabian was leisurely sipping Yorton tea, but at that moment, his right hand trembled, almost dropping the teacup.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar tall boy scratching his head with an earnest expression, Kraya couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

This realization made Kraya suddenly understand that although the boy was the same person, everything around him had completely changed.

"What nonsense are you talking about, Assani? Even if Sir Grant couldn't defeat Ren, it's impossible for Ren to kill him on the spot!" Viscount Fabian immediately noticed the inconsistency.

"Go, contact Sheriff Logan from the Administrative District!"

Although the person looked like Ren, his formidable strength seemed too powerful to be Ren's.

"However, the other party seemed hesitant, so after getting off the carriage, they didn't approach but instead stared at Ren with their eyes."

"Just now, an Imperial Swordsman was assassinated on the street. Although the attacker has been executed, witnesses saw that the assailant had been received by the Aksen Auction House."

So that's how it was.

"Yes, and no."

"The major shareholder of the Aksen Auction House is Duke Ferdinand, but it is rumored that the auction house has the backing of the Imperial Second Prince." Kraya revealed a secret.

"I understand, then I'll trouble you, Lady Melanie." Ren thought for a moment, not mentioning that the attacker might have been sent by the Aksen Auction House. Instead, he held a crystal wand and prepared to leave.

As the panicked crowd dispersed, the guards finally got a clear view. To their shock, the victim was none other than Lord Ren, who had just walked out of the gate moments ago! How dare they assassinate a Swordsman right at the Swordsmen Department gate!

"Viscount Fabian, I apologize for the disturbance!"

Everyone was filled with righteous indignation, but after examining the body, including Sheriff Logan, they all fell silent.

The guards immediately surrounded Ren and the scene, keeping everyone at a distance.

As she stepped out of the administrative building, she heard the commotion outside the gate. Suddenly, a beautiful young lady appeared, interrupting Kraya's thoughts. The woman who was about to speak, presumably Ren's head maid, Shadiya, remained silent at this moment.

"Moreover, Viscount, you'll never guess! Ren defeated Lord Grant with just three moves!" Assani exclaimed, still shaken by the experience.

The body of 'Ice Messenger' Grant lay not far from him, leaving Assani no choice but to accept this outcome.

As he opened the door, Viscount Fabian saw Sheriff Logan from the administrative district, looking at him with a stern expression. Beside the sheriff stood a capable-looking woman.

Was his brain made of ice?

At the same time, Kraya noticed the big-eyed beauty who had suddenly appeared at the gate. She immediately realized that the young lady must be from a noble family, and not just any noble family, as the intricate golden embroidery on her layered waist dress indicated her high status.

"Alissa, why are you here?" Ren asked, surprised, as he stood up.

The tight and firm curves of the young lady trembled with her laughter, a sight to behold.

"The Aksen Auction House employs a service-based model, which is quite advanced." Kraya felt a bit uncomfortable at this revelation.

During the recent fight, Ren had not used his signature hammer technique nor his advanced technique, 'Crushing Hammer.'

Ren nodded and said, "Thank you, Miss Kraya, for the explanation."

Hearing the title from inside the carriage, Shadiya's eyes widened. She quickly shook Kraya, who was deep in thought, and said, "Miss! That's Lord Ren!"

Shadiya had been thinking about something, but even after a while, she couldn't figure it out.

The low temperature unique to Ice Mages would stiffen one's movements, and the ice on the ground would make it unbearable for close-combat professions, completely disrupting their rhythm and limiting their performance to only sixty percent.

At this moment, head maid Shadiya opened the carriage door with excitement and stepped down, her movements slightly hurried.

Viscount Fabian hadn't expected the investigation to arrive so quickly.

"Of course, Miss Kraya, why don't you come to my place? It's right next door."

"He must have been sent by the Aksen Auction House."

Given the auction house's deep connections, Ren decided not to press the issue for now.

"Lord Ren, it might not be appropriate for us to chat here. Why don't we..." Kraya calmed herself, noticing the curious glances from the crowd around them.

The dress was likely the latest design from the famous Imperial clothing brand, Mayner.

Especially at the beginning, Ren's move to crush the opponent's Ice Blade with one hand had shocked the opponent.

At this moment, Ren thought of many things!

"Lord Ren, I heard you were attacked. Are you alright? Did you get injured?"

In the reception room.

He could swear that his small eyes had never been so wide open in his entire life!

"Oh, Miss Kraya, is there something else I should know?" Ren couldn't help but be curious.

"Hmm?" Kraya glanced at Shadiya, her expression saying, 'You fool.'

Ren was stunned! This was the same as his previous life, where contractors would take the blame after incidents.

Ren bent down and picked up the crystal wand beside the body, feeling a chill as he held it.

It was a beautiful weapon, probably worth a lot.

It seemed that the move had been quite effective.

Kraya couldn't help but laugh, "Lord Ren, it's not as bad as you think. The evidence and witnesses are all here; the auction house won't be able to cover this up."

A moment of friendly banter, and Kraya organized her words in her mind. She intended to have a serious conversation with Rain about Maister.

Although it was only a brief moment, the battle between experts could be decided in an instant, which meant seizing the initiative! Rain could feel that the opponent was trying to suppress him, so he instinctively chose to counter with his own technique.

How did the Habs family's carriage end up here?

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"Protect the scene!"

Ten minutes later, a knock on the door sounded!

It was indeed Rain! She hadn't mistaken him for anyone else. As for Rain's strength, she couldn't understand why it had become so powerful, and she didn't want to think about it anymore.

She remembered the young genius pharmacist, Kraya, who had some reputation in the Royal Pharmacist Academy. Even in the Imperial Royal Academy, her friends had mentioned her.

The trouble now was that Grant was dead, but the problem was that both the Swordsmen and the Administrative Hall would be implicated in the investigation.

Rain paused slightly and then walked over.

Kraya smiled and said, "Rain, you should call me Rain Baron now. It's been a while!"

This was not good; he needed to quickly report to Duke Fabian and let the leader take care of the situation, perhaps arranging for Grant to become a cultist spy. Assani, with his plump body, turned around and left at a faster pace than when he had arrived.

"Bloodburner, we've just received the latest news. The daughter of the Habs Baron, Kraya, is about to return to Maister from the Capital."

"Assani, contact the leader immediately! Report this situation at once!"

"Miss Kraya, during your time in the Capital, were you aware of the background of the Aksen Auction House?"

Lord Rain?

Although Melanie knew that Rain was very powerful, she hadn't expected him to be this strong!

"Lord Rain!"

And not far away, Assani's whole body went numb at the sight of Rain.

Sheriff Logan presented the attacker's portrait, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Sir Morgan, Lady Melanie, although we have hosted this Wizard Grant, I don't know why he did this?"

At first, he thought Grant was a top assassin hired by the Aksen Auction House.

"Lord Rain, are you injured? The guards said you were just attacked?"

But the clear eyes and slightly familiar movements of the young man in front of her seemed to be the same as the Rain she remembered.

Kraya's heart skipped a beat when she heard the name of the Pharmacist Master, Kafrela.

"It's been a while!"

"Using this method, the auction can avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble. At the same time, it can also handle some more sensitive matters." Kraya said slowly.

However, this also depended on the follow-up, and what the Aksen Auction House would do next. Soon, Rain and the other two arrived at the manor.

Throughout the battle, Rain primarily used Metal Transformation Technique in combat.

"Miss Kraya, just call me Rain, as before." The three of them didn't get into the carriage but walked towards the nearby manor.

As a result, Grant was left speechless by the question, 'Are you teaching us how to do our jobs?'

The attacker was actually a Sorcerer. The power behind this was not ordinary!

"Yes, Lady Melanie."

Because Rain's current aura was too strong.

But now, the attacker lay on the ground, looking dead.

"They should arrive in a couple of days. I've arranged for people to keep an eye on the town and its surroundings."

Isn't this the Habs family's emblem?

Now, the 'Ice Messenger' Grant, who had some reputation in the Capital, was connected to the Swordsmen. With a simple investigation, they could trace it back to the Aksen Auction House.

"However, if you want to find trouble with Grant to get to the Aksen Auction House, that will be difficult."

At this moment, Rain's eyes suddenly noticed a luxurious carriage parked nearby.

Oh dear! What's going on here?

Suddenly, hurried footsteps were heard from outside the door, along with a young and crisp female voice:

"Forget it, I'll take care of it myself." The middle-aged man thought for a moment and said.

"The old Habs has been seriously injured by Lord Freeman. His daughter is returning to help the Habs family maintain control of Maister."

"The Dragon Empire's ruling foundation is these noble estates. Without their restraint, Maister County, without the Habs family, will soon be completely under our control."

"Now, with the Cult, the Sea God Cult, and the Serpent Cult distracting the Empire's elite forces in other places, we must seize this opportunity."

(End of Chapter)

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