The Bored Immortal

Seraphina tensed up, wondering if they found out about what happened on the night that the dark elf died. However, Viktor grabbed her hand, and as always, she began to relax upon feeling his cool and calm aura enveloping her.

Viktor saw this dark elf wearing shiny dark silver armor walk towards him slowly with a cold look in his eyes and guessed that this guy must be the one leading the other dark elves.

However, beside this dark elf was a middle-aged man wearing neat white robes and had a subtle smile. His presence gave off a wise and amiable feeling, though his eyes seemed like they could even see through the darkest secrets.

"I am Rudelf, a Higher First Born of the Ludvan Clan. I am here to investigate the strange murders happening near the Lulling River. But first…you two…what are your names?" Rudelf asked with his hands behind his back, his gaze piercing.

Viktor realized that based on his introduction, this dude was a First Born Demon and obviously ranked higher than most.

Still, he maintained a calm expression as he said, "I am Azu, and this is my wife, Sera. How can we help you, sir?"

Rudelf let out a low grunt as he said, "What kind of business were you two up to in the Blackmere Forest, and what happened to the group of adventurers who had accompanied you two? We already have records of you and those group of four leaving together for that forest."

Seraphina was worried if these people somehow learned about what happened to Brono since it was almost daybreak and a few hours had already passed after Brono, and his party died. Even if Verona was alive before, by now, she was probably in a state worse than death, and one might not even find her body.

She was worried if these dark elves would blame Viktor for their deaths even though Viktor didn\'t really kill them.

Viktor put up a sympathetic expression as he said, "It was quite a tragedy. We two went with Brono and his party to help them track a blood trail, especially those unfortunate adventurers who died near the Lulling River. But on the way, suddenly, a lot of goblins ambushed us, including even the Goblin King. It was truly a horrifying sight. Brono and his party were quite brave and skilled. They killed almost all of them. But the Goblin King somehow overpowered them all and killed Brono\'s party. In the end, Brono died as well, but the Goblin King was severely injured, and before Brono died, he entrusted me to deal the killing blow even if it meant I might die. At that moment, I was really worried for the safety of my wife, and I used all the strength in my body to deal with the killing blow. But without Brono\'s help, I wouldn\'t have come out alive like this."

Viktor\'s words caused even the dark elf soldiers to have a skeptical look. They had no problem believing whatever he said till the last few sentences where this rabbitman mentioned that he dealt the killing blow to the Goblin King. Rabbitmen usually wouldn\'t even dare to pick up a weapon and strike the weakest goblin in a half-dead state, let alone a severely injured Goblin King. And the fact that this rabbitman didn\'t have a single scratch on him raised a lot of flags.

And obviously, someone like Rudelf didn\'t buy it as he asked in an even sterner tone, "Are you telling me you killed the Goblin King?" Rudelf could sense that the Goblin King\'s head was in the bag that Azu was carrying. He knew the Goblin King had died, but he couldn\'t believe that this rabbitman killed such a monster.

However, more than that, he was more concerned that Brono and his party had died and even the expression on the middle-aged man beside him became a bit serious for a moment before his expression relaxed again.

"As I said, I really didn\'t have to fight it. It was almost dead already from Brono\'s attacks. All I did was use my brute strength to hack down on its head. So even if I technically killed it, all the credit goes to the brave Brono and his party. If it was not for them, my wife and I would have surely died. All we could do was pray for their souls to rest in peace after saving us."

"Which tribe are you two from exactly?" Rudelf asked with a narrowed gaze and then looked at Sera as he continued, "And you, remove your hood."

Seraphina elegantly removed her hood as she slightly bowed her head and said in a feathery voice, "Good sir, we are from the Arlyn Tribe."

The moment Seraphina showed her face and spoke a few words, everybody around her fell into a daze for a moment. The dark elves didn\'t really have any sort of attraction towards even the prettiest rabbitwomen, but Sera\'s beauty and voice carried a certain charm that didn\'t allow them to look at her as an ordinary rabbitowoman.

Even the middle-aged man beside Rudelf had his brows raise for a split second in astonishment at her beauty. He was already impressed by her curvaceous figure, but this was simply overkill.

He couldn\'t help but quickly think that a certain someone might be interested in getting acquainted with such a fine woman.

Rudelf quickly reeled back in his thoughts as he said, "Arlyn Tribe? I had never heard of them. Whatever it is, we will have to bring you two in for further questioning. There is also the matter of another investigation where two rabbitmen were spotted near a place where a murder of someone of our own took place. So we will have to ask some questions regarding that as well. Men, bring these—"

"Rudelf, take it slow. Is there really a need for us to trouble this exhausted, innocent couple?" The middle-aged man suddenly spoke up with a smile.