Just then, Chris suddenly spoke up: "Perhaps we can ask Aisha for help. I've heard that she solved many incredible cases when she was in the capital, and many of them were turned into stories by bards."
" Aisha?" Karl's brows furrowed even more.
Although the princess did not leave, she refused to take up any position and stayed in a house she had bought without going out.
The servants were responsible for purchasing all the daily necessities.
"I'll go find her." Carl made a decisive decision, then instructed Hill: "You stay here to maintain order, and absolutely do not cause any panic."
Hill nodded to indicate that he understood, and Carl then turned to Victoria, who shrugged, indicating that she couldn't help at the moment.
She will return to unite the paladins, protect their families, and be ready to cooperate with Karl in any attack.
Carl said nothing more and took Chris with him to find Aisha.
Chris's brows were tightly furrowed, and she walked hurriedly. When she got up in the morning, Carl had been quite nervous, and she had put on her nun's habit and followed him. Now, she was clearly bleeding quite a bit.
But she had no time to care about any of that; clearly, the saint was extremely anxious about the deaths of civilians.
They walked through several streets and finally stopped in front of a small two-story villa.
No one would have guessed that the imperial princess, the rebel who instigated the uprising, actually lived in what appeared to be just the courtyard of an ordinary wealthy merchant.
Carl and Chris entered without even encountering any guards.
In the villa's courtyard, Aisha, dressed in a white shirt befitting an aristocratic gentleman, with her long blond hair styled in a bun and draped over her shoulders, exuded a serene and capable aura.
She was intently watering the flowers, seemingly oblivious to the world around her.
Hera stood behind Aisha, her medium-length hair giving her a cool and stylish look, and a menacing glint in her deep, wolf-girl -like eyes.
From the moment Carl entered, her gaze was fixed on him, filled with intense hostility and vigilance.
Carl was speechless at her gaze.
Why is this wolf girl so hostile towards him?
" Your Highness Aisha." Karl ignored Hera's obviously unfriendly gaze and went straight to Aisha, recounting in detail the strange skeleton case that had occurred in the civilian district over the past two days.
Aisha listened intently, her beautiful brows furrowing slightly. Only after Karl finished speaking did she ask, "An evil god?"
She knew that the evil god existed.
As a result, he also lost many subordinates and friends.
"Hmm." Carl nodded. "But so far, I haven't found any clues. I need to find some clues before I can possibly disperse them."
Chris spoke anxiously, " Your Highness Aisha, I've heard of your exploits in the capital. You've solved so many noble cases and brought them to justice. Please help San Marino City. If this continues, San Marino City will collapse in less than three days."
After a series of events, San Marino City now has a population of approximately 500,000.
The death toll of more than a hundred people may not seem like much, but if it causes panic, the consequences could directly lead to the death of the city.
Upon hearing this, Aisha shook her head: "I'm sorry, Chris. Those cases involving solving nobles and punishing them were more about promoting my reputation and establishing an image of the empire as a royal family that champions justice for the common people."
"Wh...what?" Chris was taken aback. She wasn't stupid and had a certain level of political awareness.
She hadn't thought much about it because she was too anxious, but now that Aisha had seen through her, she instantly understood the intricacies and conflicts of interest involved.
What followed was a sense of powerlessness.
Aisha smiled and then suddenly looked at Hera: "Although those stories have artistic embellishments, many of the cases solved in them are indeed real. However, it wasn't me who did it, but Hera."
Upon hearing this, Carl looked at Hera with some surprise.
He immediately met Hera's hostile eyes.
Aisha shrugged innocently: " Hera is not my subordinate now. She has her own choices and wishes. Mr. Carl, if you really need help, you can ask Hera for it."
This guy.
Carl was speechless. He saw the smile on Aisha's lips and figured she just wanted to have some fun.
" Miss Hera." Karl looked at Hera. Although he felt it was a little strange to call this tall and handsome wolf girl, who was over 185 cm tall, "Miss," he couldn't think of any other more appropriate way to address her.
He quickly racked his brains for a reason to persuade her, since Hera's hostility was undisguised.
Hera suddenly spoke, her voice calm: "Okay. I'll help you. Let's go, take me to the scene."
"Huh?" Karl was taken aback. Hera saw that the hostility in her eyes had not completely disappeared, but she had so easily agreed to his request.
But there was no need to say much at this moment. He nodded and took her to the scene.
Hera arrived at the scene and her gaze first fell on the bones scattered on the ground.
There was no change on her face. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and began to sniff gently.
"Wolves have a keen sense of smell too?" Karl asked, puzzled.
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Hera's handsome face twitched slightly as she caught the scent in the air. The next second, her body suddenly tensed.
It was as if a strong emergency response had been initiated.
The wolf's ears suddenly perked up, its mouth opened wide, revealing its canine teeth, its tail was held straight up, and its body arched.
A low growl escaped from between his teeth, a voice filled with warning and threat.
"What the heck?" Carl was startled by Hera's sudden reaction and turned to Chris: "Why is she so agitated?"
Chris was equally vigilant, his eyes quickly scanning his surroundings, trying to spot any possible threats.
However, the surroundings remained deathly silent, without even a breath of wind, and without any sign of enemies.
She frowned and shook her head at Karl.
" Hera, calm down." Carl quickly went to Hera's side, trying to comfort her.
Hera, whose body was over 185 cm tall, remained tense, as if he had been greatly frightened. He suddenly turned to the side, his eyes wide open, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, sliding down his cheeks like a frightened little dog.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Karl tried his best to make his tone gentle, and placed his hand on Hera's back, stroking it gently, trying to help her recover from her tension.
Normally, Karl's behavior would undoubtedly be met with Hera's disgust and a slap in the face.
But at this moment, this handsome, mature, beautiful older sister type showed a docility that was inconsistent with her appearance.
Hera didn't slap Karl's hand away; instead, she gradually calmed down under his touch.
Her eyes remained alert, scanning her surroundings, scanning every shadow and corner. Her voice was low: "Right here, everywhere... We're surrounded, so many... What are they?"
Carl frowned as he looked at the mature, beautiful older sister type who was a head taller than him —a sign of low sanity.
Did she sense the spiritual pollution from an evil god?
In fact, when ordinary people see evil gods, they don't really react much because they can't understand or recognize them.
In modern terms, Hera has a higher level of clairvoyance than ordinary people. I've heard that dogs are born with high clairvoyance and can see strange things, but Hera is a wolf, not a dog.
Karl's eyes were wary. He followed Hera's gaze and noticed a dark corner where the sunlight couldn't reach.
The next second, Karl suddenly rushed into the shadows, and at a distance of four meters, he suddenly raised his hand and activated the skill " Formless ".
A net made of white ribbons enveloped that dark corner, then suddenly tightened.
"Gotcha!" Carl was startled; he could clearly feel the struggling force coming from the net.
He pulled hard, and the net was pulled back, but when he saw what was in the net, he was completely stunned.
It was a woman less than ten centimeters tall, completely naked, desperately tearing at the ribbon with her teeth.
The ribbons created by Formless are tougher than steel, yet they seem to break under the bite of the little man.
"What is this thing!" Karl quickly reinforced the ribbon while carefully examining the little figure.
Without a doubt, this is a woman; although her body has shrunk, her curves remain graceful.
"Lilia …?!" Chris walked over, covering his mouth with his hand, in disbelief.
"No." Karl shook his head. This little woman looked similar to Lilia, but her eyes were bloodshot, filled with madness and wildness; she was clearly a mindless beast.
"Watch out, we're surrounded." Hera's voice was deep, his beast ears perked up, and a low growl occasionally escaped his throat.
It's clearly still in a state of agitation.
Fortunately, after being comforted by Carl, her condition was significantly better than before.
"Let's go first." Carl made a quick decision, pulling Chris behind him. He could clearly feel an inexplicable sense of oppression. In this ordinary residential area, countless pairs of blood-red eyes, full of malice and disorder, were hidden in the shadows, coldly watching him.
The three of them retreated cautiously, keeping an eye out for any potential attacks from their surroundings.
The anticipated surprise attack did not occur.
As they left the civilian area and stepped into the streets, surrounded by City Guards maintaining order, the feeling of being spied on gradually dissipated.
Hera's tail slowly lowered, and the bristling fur smoothed down.
"I'll go back and report to the regimental commander."
Hera glanced intently at the net clutched tightly in Karl's hand, then turned and quickly left.
"That guy." Karl pouted. When he was terrified, he was like a pitiful dog, but now that he was out of danger, he turned back into Wolf Girl and went to find his owner.
"Let's go back too." Karl looked away, knowing the gravity of the situation.
Clutching tightly to the precious net, and with Chris by her side, she quickened her pace, hurrying towards the city lord's mansion.
He remembered that Dark Elf had a lot of experience in human research.
When Carl, holding the net containing the beautiful little man, found Hill, she looked at the little man with a puzzled expression and quickly handed over command of the City Guards to another Dark Elf.
They hurriedly led Carl and Chris back to the special room below the city lord's mansion.
Inside the room, the two older Dark Elfs were equally bewildered, but they immediately took the little figure and began a series of studies.
Carl stood to the side, his face remaining calm, until he saw Dark Elf toss a piece of meat to little Lilia, who then grabbed it and began to wolf it down.
As she ate, her belly began to swell.
However, the degree of this bulge is clearly exaggerated.
"Pregnant...pregnant?" The middle-aged Dark Elf's mouth gaped open.
Carl's expression began to falter as he watched the pregnant woman quickly give birth to a new little Lilia.
Little Lilia started eating meat as soon as she was born, and her growth rate was astonishing. In just one hour, she grew to about ten centimeters long.
After giving birth to her child, Lilia, after a short rest, started eating meat again.
Karl's face instantly turned ashen.
When Chris saw this, her legs went weak and she almost fell to the ground. She quickly grabbed the wall and gasped for breath.
The meat was quickly eaten.
The middle-aged Dark Elf threw in another piece of meat.
But neither of the two Lilias glanced at it.
"Are you full?" Carl asked.
"No." Hill shook his head, his expression grave. "This time it was just ordinary monster meat that was lost."
"..." Karl's lips twitched. So what he had just thrown was human flesh. When he looked at little Lilia again, he felt a wave of nausea.
But what's even more disgusting is that his purification involved stir-frying the creations of the evil god.
Carl looked at little Lilia, who was less than 10cm tall, and realized that it wasn't a problem for her to reach his stomach in one step. But he was 20cm tall, so it was impossible for him to do that.
"I...I'll go tell Mom." Chris's voice trembled; she sensed that the situation was far more dangerous than she had imagined.
Carl looked at these voluptuous, dangerously young women and decided to give it a try.
" Time Stop!" Carl silently chanted in his mind. Instantly, everything around him froze, and the entire space, except for Chris, was frozen in place.
Upon seeing Time Stop, Chris immediately calmed down, and his first reaction was to unconsciously glance at Hill, who was also frozen in time.
I saw the Dark Elf being stopped, leaving her alone.
Have you thought of a solution?
Chris's tone softened.
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