Chapter 401

"What is that...sisterhood? It sounds like a sorority or pen pals." Mary Ruth was a little incoherent, her face was pale, and she spoke nonsense to hide her fear, "But...why kill people."

"It's a killer organization, a pure killer organization formed by the Chosen Ones and supernatural powers, a group of lunatics targeting nobles. They can live a life of luxury, but they enjoy killing."

Shirley hasn't left the capital for a long time, but she is particularly concerned about the situation in the empire: "Recently, news of the Night Owl killings has been heard from all over the place. This organization is becoming more and more active. We must find a way to stop them..."

"But, but why..."

"Mary Ruth, I can't go shopping with you today." Shirley apologized solemnly, "I must investigate the matter of the Night Owl, otherwise more people will die."

"I'll go with you!" Mary Ruth hesitated for a moment, and gradually became firm, "Every time I see you so busy, for everyone in the empire, I hope to be able to help."

"Okay, follow me."

Shirley nodded and smiled.

Everyone entered the manor.

As soon as they entered the door, they saw the body chopped into four pieces. Not far away, there were two guards who were almost shattered into pieces.

"What a sharp knife, the armor of these heavily armored guards was cut open like paper."

"This wound is different. It should be the attack of the warrior-type God's Chosen. The power is strong. Does it take two God's Chosen to attack a merchant's mansion? It's too exaggerated."

Upon seeing the bloody scene, Shirley immediately resumed her identity as a member of the Survey Corps, professionally surveyed the scene, and kept gesturing to restore the original scene.

"Ugh~"

Mary Ruth looked at it twice, but she couldn't help it. She was disgusted by the horrible scene and vomited.

"Don't force yourself, go out and rest." Shirley immediately supported her, shook her head and smiled bitterly, "Miss, these dirty jobs are not suitable for you."

After sending Mary Ruth back to the carriage, Shirley continued to go deeper into the mansion.

At the same time, the patrol team also brought some witnesses.

"Dear lady, Miss Leah's family just bought a batch of jewelry from our shop, and was broken into by the Night Owls." The merchant in silk clothes was brought by the patrol team, "I swear, it must be the Night Owl's chosen ones who did it. They must be greedy for property or want to do something wrong."

"Jewelry? I remember that the Night Owls only kill evil people, and there is no rumor that they will hurt innocent people." Valcheri pondered for a moment, "Maybe I'm wrong, just robbers or something."

Shirley pondered for a moment: "Write it down first, and I have to remind you that the Night Owls are just a group of criminals. They have no power to judge anyone. No matter what kind of mistakes they have made, only the fair imperial laws and the great Queen have the power to judge."

Valcheri scratched his head awkwardly: "Oh, sorry."

Soon, Shirley found Leah's body. Her beautiful face was distorted, with a strong sense of despair and fear.

The most bizarre thing is that Leah's body, both hands are missing.

"The wound is so strange. The other party tore her hand away while she was alive." After some research, Shirley was confused. "Why did the Night Owl cut off the girl's hand? To stew it?"

"I have only heard that the Night Owl would rob the rich and give to the poor, but I have never heard of cutting hands and feet. Only the rats in the underworld would do such a thing, right? Will someone impersonate and frame her?"

Valcheri smacked her lips and carefully spoke well for the Night Owl.

She was also born in poverty when she was a child, and she had a good impression of the Night Owl who robbed the rich and gave to the poor.

"We know very little about this organization." Shirley shook her head, "But they are definitely our enemies, there is no doubt about that."

The nobles can forgive their enemies, corrupt people, and even blood feuds.

But they can never forgive the guys who want to overthrow them.

"Sir, the entire mansion's money is there. It shouldn't be for money." A member of the security team came to report, "In addition, we found a huge mark left by the night owls. They are provoking us."

Shirley cursed angrily, "I'm going to meet Her Majesty the Queen. This matter must be thoroughly investigated."

When Shirley arrived at the royal garden, the Queen was in the garden, leisurely enjoying afternoon tea.

Dozens of beautiful maids poured tea and water for the Queen.

The chief minister, who had a face full of flesh but was covered with jewels, was struggling to half-hunch over, trying his best to show his respect.

"Everyone performed very well in this battle to suppress the rebellion of the Shadow Cult. The Shadow Cult was defeated so quickly."

Looking through the battle report in his hand and the credit submitted. The Queen laughed out loud, like a blooming flower, so beautiful that it was beyond description. The chief minister next to himThe ministers were stunned.

He bent his body harder to prevent his disobedient "brother" from making a fool of himself in front of the queen.

"I have looked at it carefully and considered their talents carefully."

Taking out a list of names, the queen said, "These are the newly appointed nobles and their fiefdoms."

In fact, the queen had only received the military merits for less than half an hour, and even most of the time, she was drinking tea. This list had been prepared long ago.

Respectfully taking it and rolling his eyes, the minister showed an expression of "as expected".

Most of the newly promoted nobles were people appointed by the queen or relatives of her own family.

Another part of them spent a lot of money to smooth the relationship, usually for the sake of gilding their offspring. Of course, the son of his chief minister was also one of them. Although he had never left the capital, he could not escape the credit of beheading two thousand people.

There are also very few people who have truly turned over a new leaf and become nobles and officials, but the number is very small. The queen always has to set some examples to attract young people in the empire to serve her.

"By the way, did the Ross family take action in this battle? Finally, they stopped pretending to be dead."

"Although the battle report did not mention it, in fact, countless people were annihilated and several God's Chosen were killed. It seems that the Ross family has something." The queen pinched the battle report with her jade fingers and shook it twice, saying indifferently, "The sixth-level God of their family was the God of Killing, and he was also a staunch supporter of my sister."

Fortunately, the sixth-level woman died early, otherwise it would be hard to say whether the throne would be hers.

The number of sixth-level God's Chosen in the empire is limited, and the will of each one determines the direction of the empire.

"So, their family is showing their loyalty?" The minister laughed flatteringly, "Congratulations, Your Majesty, your charm has won the fanatical pursuit of all the nobles."

"Almost, by the way, unite other nobles to pave the way for your own descendants." The queen leaned lazily on the recliner, her long white legs were dazzlingly smooth, "Earl Ross is smart, he knows that he will not live long, he must wag his tail and beg for mercy from me."