Chapter 290

Chapter 293: Unwarranted Respect? (Please Subscribe!)

In no time, Izay extricated himself from the situation before Refia could react.

Looking at the petite and delicate face flushed with embarrassment, he hesitantly asked,

“Um… Refia, are you okay?”

He wasn’t overly concerned about the Elf Race’s custom forbidding outsiders from touching them; rather, he feared she might faint from embarrassment.

Previously, Izay had accidentally hugged her once, and that time, this girl immediately tilted her head and lost consciousness. He had to carry her back to Twilight Manor.

Now, he feared history repeating itself…

Fortunately, the incident Izay worried about didn’t happen. After whimpering for a moment, Refia composed herself. She glared at him fiercely, seemingly complaining about what just happened.

Despite having a bit of a temper, Refia was reasonable.

Since Miss Ais had told her not to go in, she decided against peeking inside.

As for Izay… well, his words also had “a teensy-weensy” effect.

After calming Refia down, Izay and Ais refocused their attention on the room.

At the sound of their arrival,

three men who were previously searching for clues in the room turned around alertly.

“Huh? How did more people get in here!? Entry is forbidden! What are the guards even… doing?”

One of the three seemed hot-tempered and became somewhat flustered, ready to lash out.

However, upon seeing who entered the room, his aggressive demeanor quickly deflated.

“Hey, Berth. Sorry for disturbing.”

Finn greeted the human male who dared not voice his anger with an air of familiarity.

The man was a burly brute with a menacing appearance, wearing a black eye patch over his left eye. He was far from being a good guy – Berth Eld, the boss of Rivira Town.

As the strongest adventurer in town, it was only natural that he would lead the investigation into this murder case.

“The Loki Familia… how did you end up here?”

“This situation is purely coincidental. We just happened to plan on staying in the town temporarily. To maintain peace of mind for exploration, we’ll cooperate to resolve the current case sooner. How about it, Berth?”

“Tch! Sounds better than singing! Even if I don’t agree, you’d force your way into the investigation anyway, making it seem like my opinion matters…”

Thus, senior adventurers all liked to flaunt their power. By the end, this giant was muttering under his breath.

Berth cast an irritated glance at the “guests” who had entered the inn without his permission.

Apart from the Hero, there were Nine Magic Princesses, Furious Snake, Great Severer, Sword Maiden, Silver Star… Silver Star!?

His disapproving gaze instantly changed when it landed on Izay, who was blocking the doorway conversing with Refia.

Whatever complaints he was about to utter were immediately swallowed.

Although Berth usually acted like a thug, he showed great respect for certain special individuals.

Take the weapon smiths who supported adventurers’ battles and explorations.

No adventurer would dare slander the profession of a weapon smith, as they complement each other perfectly. Every adventurer would behave respectfully in front of their weapon smith.

Without weapon smiths, adventurers couldn’t adventure, achieve greatness, or even dream of fame and fortune.

Izay wasn’t a weapon smith, but as an Enchanter, the benefits he brought to second-tier adventurers like Berth far exceeded what he imagined.

What does a good weapon mean to an adventurer? Just refer to the boosts weapons give to characters in games.

It’s nothing less!

Of course, Berth showing respect to Izay was only natural.

Berth, who was irritable a second ago, suddenly softened, surprising even Finn.

‘His attitude suddenly changed… was it because of Izay? Does Izay have any connection with Berth?’

Finn felt slightly puzzled and hadn’t yet considered Izay’s identity as an Enchanter.

Quickly, unable to figure out the reason, he decided to set it aside and focus on the matter at hand.

“What’s the current situation? Have you found out about this adventurer’s background or the identity of the murderer?”

“Yes, but let’s change locations first, Finn. Discussing these things in front of a corpse feels too unsettling.”

Berth turned and exchanged a few words with the elf and beastkin youths behind him, then made this suggestion.

Finn glanced at the small bottle in the hands of the beastkin male. It contained something resembling fragments of magic stones and transparent crimson liquid.

Above the corpse on the ground, the deceased’s “Divine Favor (Ability Values)” fully manifested.

Judging by the “Unlocking Elixir,” only those who have mastered the Development Ability “Mystery” can create magical artifacts using the “Divine Blood” of the gods. These artifacts specifically reveal the “Adventurer Ability Values” of Familial Groups.

They are extremely expensive. The most common use is leveraging the nature of “Ability Values” always being inscribed with the adventurer’s true name and the name of their main deity, thus uncovering the origins of assassins and others.

This tool came in handy here.

And that elf youth likely understood “Divine Script,” making him a learned individual.

Apparently, just a few minutes ago, while Finn was chatting idly with Izay and the others on the road, Berth and his team had already investigated almost everything possible.

At least, the deceased’s identity was clear.

Finn discerned the current situation amidst his thoughts, which took only a few seconds. Accepting Berth’s proposal, he nodded.

“Yeah, let’s switch places and discuss.”

Not moving too far away, they simply switched to a corner room deeper within the inn. Berth led the innkeeper Willie and gathered the members of the Loki Familia.

As for the elf acting as a translator, he was merely recruited for that purpose and knew nothing else besides translating, so he left beforehand.

Before leaving, he didn’t forget to bow deeply to Riviria as a sign of respect, the identity of royalty deeply ingrained in the hearts of ordinary elves. Such rigid behavior caused the madam to sigh in exhaustion.

“The deceased’s name is Hasana Dorlia, a member of the Ganesha Familia…”

—!?

The first sentence shocked Finn.

The deceased was from one of the top-tier Familial Groups in the city, second only in overall strength to the Loki Familia.

Before they could respond, Berth dropped another bombshell.

“And [Steel Fist Warrior] Hasana was a Level 4 second-tier adventurer!”

“Ganesha Familia’s Level 4!?”

“No way —?”

Berth personally confirmed the death of the second-tier adventurer, leading to the conclusion — the murderer was likely a powerful individual at Level 5!

After all, someone capable of killing a Level 4 adventurer without leaving any traces of resistance could only be a Level 5, not even another Level 4.

In the 18th floor region, a seasoned Level 5 adventurer killed a peer.

Breaking the law knowingly!

This news made Ais and Tione open their eyes wide in shock.