Ohanabatake no Maousama

The two were amazed at the shocking situation, but they had no time to be amazed. Over time, stunned soldiers may get up and confused, and they don't know when to call from work.

Detective pretend play must be done to the extent that work is not hindered. That is the rule given by Kudels.

"The suspicion of the situation is good, and the first thing to do is check the scene," Adelia returns to me and approaches the deceased's corpse gently, enduring her discomfort. When I stepped in, the bare flooring, which did not even pull the thin carpet, made a sound like the sound of a crisp little bird.

"Somehow, it's a brilliant bone." He looked down at the remains and muttered as if Adelia was puzzled. Up close, the body was completely skeletal. However, the pure white bones do not have a single piece of meat, and it seems unlikely that he died yesterday.

――It's too weird and I don't know where to start. The situation was so abnormal that it didn't come out in words, but everything was awkward.

"Well, Adelia. What do you think is the cause of this death?" When he notices, Darten, who was looking at the skeletal corpse next to him, muttered such a wrinkle between his eyebrows. Certainly, that's the strangest thing to say.

"It's a bit ugly to melt only the meat and leave only the bones clean like this?"

――How can I do this? Adelia puts her hand on her chin.

"If burned, there should be at least a scorch around it, and if melted with acid, the floor must be eroded." Was not in special medicine or magic. At least in Adelia's memory.

"Isn't the curse of water-based corrosion the closest thing?" "But I've heard that the spell is quite advanced, and you've heard that it has a terrible stench that rotten the meat? The smell is drifting, but what's left in this room is a rather plant-based smell. ''

As Adelia points out, the faint odor in this room is similar to a slightly sweeter cigarette. In other words, it was not a curse of corrosion.

"Ah, what a scent," said Darten, as if he had remembered something.

"I don't smell the blood, this room." There is nothing like blood, but without its unique smell.

"Well, what is this?" Wrinkles in the eyebrows, and Adelia points at the red-black mucus that dyes the floor. Certainly, the color is similar to blood, but the liquid did not smell like iron. Oddly, it is almost odorless.

"It's similar, but it's not blood. Even if it's something, it's not such knowledge. That's why you have to take it home and ask someone to do it."

Adelia removes the glass test tube from her luggage and presses it against the dartene. In short, I want to pretend to be a detective, but I don't want to touch it because the red-black liquid on the floor is uncomfortable. Such places are still Adelia, a young girl and a young lady.

"Well, you're sly! I guess he wouldn't like it, but he would be hesitant to let Adelia, a maiden, do it. Incidentally, it does not mention that there is no guesswork to ask for insight. Despite the occasional removal, Darten was a man who read the air unexpectedly.

"Wow, what's this! I'm so greasy! And the neck is shrunk to the size of the hole.

"It's pretty big. It's going to be easy for a pretty big guy to get through." "In fact, I and my bears can get in and out." It turns out, Adelia doesn't care about his mood.

"In other words, something like that passed through here." The intruder into this room seems to be at least as large as the largest dartist in the village. But when asked, I can only imagine about Kudels.

However, it is still too soon for Kuders to conclude that he has passed here. More ... I need to find some definitive evidence! Adelia approaches the window from such thoughts, but the next moment ... The broken and fragile floor sinks slightly, and she is likely to fall out of the hole.

"Kyu !?" but, immediately, his shoulders were thick and his arm was tangled, pushing her body back into the room.

"Oh ... thank you." "Oh, don't look at me. Go down. I'm going to look at you. I'll look up." When Adelia goes down into the room, Darten comes forward instead.

"I don't really care. There's no trace of rubbing with the ropes, so how did the guy who passed here get in and get out of here?" Adria looks out through another unbroken window and looks at the ground beneath it. I thought that if anyone came in and out of here, that footprint might be left behind. But unfortunately, there are no noticeable traces.

If you say, "There's nothing left to be a little irritable. Did you fly in the sky?" If you were to say that your opponent is a wind magician who uses flying magic or a winged entity become.

"I guess somebody on the gloomy side wearing glasses would have erased the residue cleanly. For now, what is the only thing you can understand right now?" "Yes, if there is nothing to this point, so Maybe it's time to ask the stakeholders next time, "said Adelia, who obeyed Darten's proposal, because he was pushing for time. Then he said something like this.

"Well, why don't you ask the village chief?"

It wouldn't be irrelevant to the case, but in some ways it's an unexpected name. Why did you name it? Adelia asked her only with her gaze, and Darten answered her, wandering her gaze to remember something.

"Well, when I heard that the Deputy was dead .... it was just a bit crazy." "Specifically?" To Adélia, who asked her, after a bit of scrutiny, she told her.

"It may be because of my mind. Only the village chief was relieved while other villagers were simply happy."