I Will Live My Life As A Slime With A Dark Elf Body As A Base!

Chapter 38: Dance in the Shadows Part 2

Chapter 38: Dance in the Shadows Part 2

Cass was having a headache recently more so about the cases going on in the royal capital, the cases were the warehouses and their treasuries were being emptied out by someone were increasing to an alarming degree. At this rate bankruptcy amongst nobles would be very common. This had begun to take place nothing short after the prodigies known as the Night Masquerade had situated themselves in the city. A coincidence with no grounds to stand on as they had been busy with their quests, they did any and every job perfectly. It was for this reason alone that made it difficult for anyone including her to believe that it would be them.

The crime scene was one that Cass would call a perfect crime done by someone who knew that there were people who were going to be coming after them. Clothes ripped to shreds, nothing but wraps of skin left behind, the lack of blood on the scene made it all the more difficult to tell whether they were killed by monsters or by swords. Not even the flesh was seen on the scene.

"This is rather strange, just what is killing these gangs?"

Cass asked with no answer being returned to her, she sighed as she had to write this up in her report. The knights who gathered around began to ward the place off so it could be searched thoroughly and cleaned. Her full name was Cassandra Everly Elizabeth, a young and very stubborn knight who felt like it was true might that justice be served to those who deserved it thus getting into trouble with her seniors often.

It was due to her rigid justice filled character that she was stuck in the same position and never any higher that is to say a squire of all sorts but she was a squire with a lot of earned respect from the people and those who worked with her and didn't dislike her. She had gorgeous blonde hair with blue eyes which were filled with determination, wearing the blue and red knight armor of her nation naturally.

Cass arrives inside of her office and looked into the files of the cases once more and sighed as she reported them back to her superior Sir Harold Kingsley who was lazy, sloven and most to the point unknightly she did feel like he would be better off a merchant than a knight but that was just her complaining due to her being in a lower position than him after all.

She walked towards his office knocking on it before being told to come in, the office was spotless clean but had the scent of a pig inside, Harold although he was fit as a fiddle he was more like a warthog than anything less with a huge bolder like body, his sword skill was more like a barbarian swinging a huge club and had rough thuggish aura overflowing from his body.

"Here are the reports that you asked for, Sir Kingsley"

"Good good, hmmmm well done for your hard work. Do you mind going out for a drink with me Cassandra?"

"I would like to decline the offer there are still some paperwork I have yet to deal with. These all need to be done unless you want to be the one who wants to deal with them yourself Sir Kingsley?"

"I-I would never want to deter you from your work Cassandra. Relaxing is a good thing too!"

She had to lie with a fake business like smile on her face because she saw unbridled lust he was showing, his eyes were directed at her breasts and body, his gaze was licking her up and it disgusted her. Nepotism was a horrible thing, Cass thought as she decided it was time for her to exit the room.

"Excuse me for my callousness proceed to do your job, maybe one day I will take you out as thanks."

"I am delighted to hear that, Sir Kingsley."

She was rather not because there had been many events where she was supposed to be drugged and such but she avoided those by declining every single time or going home early to stop any events that might come. As usual today was the same as any day except for the usual headaches of having to shake off pursuers and reach her house without any incident, Cass was tired and looked for any spots for magic gas leaking. Whoever the Abyss' End were they had shaken up nobility to the extent that they were in panic mode. She fell on her bed sighing as she also had to cook food for the night.