My daughter is amazing

Chapter 163.
After the orc spy reported the situation, he left the living room and left the beautiful small villa through the back door.

The whole process looked like an ordinary delivery of supplies to the door, and then the hostess called to the living room and thanked her a few words.

This elf lady has an excellent reputation outside, and she has always been approachable, friendly, and not putting on airs. It is normal for her to be willing to chat with an ordinary worker.

However, she didn't say a word during the whole process, appearing extraordinarily cold.

After the spy walked a long way, the maid who answered the door came to the second floor and gave the elf lady a questioning look.

"His hounds betrayed him, in an incomprehensible, unthinkable way."

The lady whispered in Elvish, repeating the information provided by the spy.

Her voice sounded melodious and tactful, extraordinarily soft, like a lover whispering softly in his ear.

"how can that be?"

The maid showed an unbelievable expression, and also said in Elvish language:
"Taming hunting dogs is a secret method unique to their clan. It is said that they need to sacrifice the flesh and blood of their closest relatives to make them submit. How could they be taken away by this method?"

"This is a ferocious monster with a danger level of 7, and it doesn't have the slightest sense of awe. It dares to roar in the face of evil gods. How can it be humble like a dog?"

In addition to being ferocious and brutal, the Bloody Ripper has another characteristic, that is, it is fearless like a big white goose. No matter what it faces, even if it is a monster stronger than them, it dares to roar twice and rush up to bite twice .

I don't know if it's bravery, or bad brain or eyesight?
At the same time, it is also one of the few creatures that is not afraid of the heirs of the evil god and is not affected by their spiritual pollution. The orcs spare no expense to domesticate them, and use them as powerful weapons against the heirs of the evil god.

"I once heard this kind of monster mentioned by a young monster scholar at a tea party. His research direction is the bloody tearer, a ferocious hound..."

"According to him, this monster is not really fearless, it is just not afraid of evil gods, but according to some historical records, this monster is in awe of another stronger and more terrifying monster."

"That is a terrifying existence called 'King of Monsters', 'Dark Calamity' and 'Apex of Monsters' by the ancients. It can make any monster surrender and bow down. It is the god of monsters, an existence that can stand shoulder to shoulder with evil gods..."

"The ancients called this kind of monster a 'demon'..."

"Hehe, just this name makes me shudder."

As the elf lady said, she hugged her arm subconsciously, with a pitiful look on her face, and even the maid who was a woman felt that I was pitiful, and wanted to hug her into her arms to comfort and care.

It is because of this amazing charm that this beautiful elf can get along like a fish in water in the aristocratic circle, making elites in various fields bow down under her pomegranate skirt, and easily inquire about all kinds of news.

The maid quickly recovered and continued to ask:
"According to what you mean, his hounds rebelled because they met more terrifying monsters?"

The elf lady smiled slightly, making this gorgeous living room brighter, and then continued:

"It's unlikely, it's just a legend after all."

"Even the ancient books didn't record the appearance of that monster, and I don't know what kind of power it has. I doubt whether it really exists. Maybe it's just the delusion of the ancients, or maybe that guy wanted to attract My attention is deliberately made-up stories."

"But no matter what, since it is a monster that can make the Bloody Ripper willingly surrender, why can't it be a middle-aged man or a little donkey?"

After hearing this, the maid nodded. The lady's analysis was well-founded and convincing.

"Hehe, clichéd means, you should have heard many stories like this, right? It seems that guy didn't pay enough attention..."

"It's a pity that it's just a researcher of monsters, and it's of no value."

Because of the lady's beauty, men who want to get close to her can form a strengthening company, and naturally there are many smooth-talking, story-telling stuff among them.

She has heard a lot of stories, and there are even more absurd and outrageous ones. Compared with this story, there are not many bright spots to speak of.

The lady smiled, blinked her bright eyes again, and continued:

"That middle-aged man should be a strong man in the empire, right? He used some kind of secret method or sacred object, or maybe it was the power of the demigod domain? But I don't think the demigod of the empire still has the intention to stay in the imperial capital at this time Catch the spy."

"But this should be just a coincidence, otherwise he wouldn't be able to see me alive."

The maid nodded and asked again:

"Then what should we do next? Will the people of the empire find us based on that hound?"

The lady showed a confident smile and replied:
"He is an experienced veteran, he should know what to do, although he will inevitably feel distressed..."

"Report this matter to 'Owl', and then we will continue our previous investigation. We must hurry up and find out what happened on the Tower of Truth that day?"

"The Tower of Truth..."

The maid murmured in a low voice, with a little confusion in her eyes, and continued to ask:

"Any thoughts now?"

The lady shook her head helplessly.

In her social circle these days, she tried her best to inquire about this matter, but she found nothing.

It has been three weeks since the incident, but there are still many doubts about the entire attack on the imperial capital, and even the empire itself has not figured it out, let alone their spies.

At present, people only know that the attack was carried out by the notorious apostle organization, and two of the empire's demigods betrayed it.

The two traitors also mysteriously disappeared after the incident, and the abandoned families were all arrested and sent to the prisoner-of-war camps and military prostitution camps on the northern defense line last week to vent the anger of the empire.

There are still two major doubts.

One is how the chaotic dream was destroyed?
The other is, what happened on the tower of truth?
Regarding the first question, the lady inquired about some information. It is said that there was an imperial saint present at the time. Although he did not want to disclose his name, he said afterwards:
"The dream was destroyed by my husband and daughter. They killed the dream manager, and the dream collapsed."

This piece of information was too outrageous, and was judged as worthless false news by the lady, who believed that the saint had suffered serious mental pollution, his consciousness fell into confusion and fuzzy, and he was talking nonsense.

Because according to the clues provided by others, this holy man is still unmarried and has never even touched a man's hand. Where is his husband and daughter?
As for the second doubtful point, there was also an imperial saint present at the time, but he still refused to disclose his name, and he still said afterwards:
"I was in a huge crisis, and then my dear family came to rescue me just in time."

This news is still too outrageous, and it is still worthless fake news.

Because that holy man is also unmarried, let alone in a relationship, how can there be any dear ones?

It seems that the spiritual pollution she suffered is also serious, which makes people sympathetic.

The two false news made the lady amused and at the same time a little indignant.

Most of the male saints in the empire have a corrupt private life and are extremely indiscreet. They have to marry several wives and keep mistresses outside. Among them, there are many illegitimate children who are so large that they can open a special school, and they even come to court her. Embryo.

On the other hand, what about female saints?Can't even find a boyfriend, and can't get married at a young age?

The hell is empty, the devil is in the world, trembling all over, hands and feet are cold, how can I stand up?
All in all, so far, no one knows what happened to the Tower of Truth that day?
Many people think that the empire should have used a level 0 sacred object to solve this problem.

Because there were gossip that the protective circle of a level 0 holy object was removed.

At the same time, there was an obvious phenomenon of extraordinary failure on the scene, that is, the mysterious disappearance of extraordinary power.

In front of a higher-ranked transcendent, a low-ranked transcendent is no longer mysterious or transcendent, and will appear bleak and ordinary.

This is generally a phenomenon that only occurs after using a rule-level holy object.

So the task that the noble lady received from her upline was to find out what happened that day through her social circle. If the empire used a level 0 holy relic, then find out which one it was.

Undoubtedly, this is the core secret of the empire, even if there are so many ministers under the lady's skirt, it is impossible to get any news.

"This task is too difficult and dangerous, and it is very likely that it will not be completed..."

The noble lady sighed helplessly.

"However, I can try to inquire about the mysterious strong man who snatched the hound. This is also valuable information, and I should be able to hand over to 'Owl'."

"He has shown his appearance and his iconic metal prosthesis, so it shouldn't be difficult to find out."

"Also, from the description of 'Hunter', he is an exceptionally handsome middle-aged man with an extraordinary bearing, which makes me a little curious..."

Since the death of her husband, the lady has been trying her best to maintain the image of a chaste widow. Although she has been in and out of social circles frequently and gained countless dog licks, no one has slept on her bed so far, and no one has licked her mouth.

old hunter.

She is very clear that this beautiful body is her biggest bargaining chip, the most critical hole card, so naturally she will not abuse herself at will and make the hole card lose its value.

She must play her cards in the most critical place.
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And the mysterious strong man who aroused her interest was standing in his stable, looking at the dying licking dog in front of him.

It had lost its vitality, lying on the ground weakly, staring at the little donkey in front of it.

"Didn't you be alive and kicking last night, why did you suddenly die?"

Rolle asked in surprise.

(End of this chapter)