Chapter 562: phantom

The decoration in the room made Cervantes discover the clue.
A person has lived here for eighteen days. Apart from eating and excretion, he rarely leaves this room. Quilts and pillows are neatly placed on the bed, and the table and chairs have not been moved.
The quilt was broken and the pillow was burnt yellow because it was burnt by smoke, but then he extinguished the flame, so it can still be seen that neither the quilt nor the pillow has been used-at least not recently.
The neat arrangement of the tables and chairs proves that the hotel has done the work according to the maid's request.
In order to facilitate inspections and for a better sanitary environment, the Wende City Hall has issued a decree specifically, requiring that every hotel and tavern providing rest places for foreigners must do a good job of sanitation, and every two months Conduct a hygiene and safety inspection, and if you do not do the hygiene work as required, you will be fined.
The purpose is to prevent the spread of some infectious diseases, because these places are often the breeding grounds for diseases.
This decree was initially criticized. After all, there was no precedent before. Many hotels provide a poor living environment, and it can even be said to be very poor.
Both the hotel owner and the adventurer spoke a little bit about it, but after a short while, after getting an explanation from the city hall, they were praised one-sidedly.
Regardless of the purpose, this decree provided help to Cervantes.
I don’t know if the goddess of wealth has visited here, but Cervantes turned and walked out of the hotel, and appeared in front of people.
"Master Lord!"
The guards around the area saluted immediately after seeing Cervantes appear.
Both the police and the Paladins were amazed by the sudden appearance of Cervantes. No one of them found out when their lord entered the hotel, but they also reacted quickly. They were very impressed by the sexual ecstasy.
"Do you remember the priesthood [reproduced]?" Cervantes asked.
This is a three-ringed divine art. Whether it is the goddess of wealth, the of brilliance, or the of knowledge, all have related fields. [Learning] fields are very important for every god, so they didn’t have [learning] before they became gods. ] Realm, after becoming a god, they will do their utmost to master this realm.
Their priesthood is also qualified to obtain this divine art. They do not need to learn, they just need to pray to their beliefs, and choose the ‘universal divine art’ they want to learn from the ‘faith network’.
Among the priests, only a few divine arts are directly given by deities, and the rest can be chosen independently.
[Reproduced in the past] It is a three-ring general magic, but it is not very useful. There may not be many priests who have learned and remembered.
After looking left and right, a paladin standing on the periphery raised his hand: "Master Lord, I remember..."
Cervantes couldn't help but glance at the paladin a few more times, and when he saw the holy emblem engraved on his armor and weapons, he understood.
This is a paladin of the knowledge church. Even peace-loving scholars need to have some guards. Otherwise, they cannot protect themselves or the ‘knowledge’ they love—the world has never been peaceful.
Cervantes nodded and raised his hand. A ring of fire ignited around the Paladin, which surprised them.
"Come in with me, I need your help!"
That being said, Cervantes' strong attitude only made the Paladin hesitate for a moment, then he took a step and followed the Black Dragon into the hotel.
He knew that there was a plague in this hotel, and he had seen doctors who came to disinfect the hotel before and after wearing heavy protective clothing.
Although he knew that ‘disinfection work’ had been carried out here, the natural fear of the plague made him hesitate.
However, I thought that Lord Lord would protect himself, and there were colleagues in the church who had [Remove Disease], and the Paladin just hesitated and followed the Lord's footsteps.
Cervantes took the Paladin into that room and pointed to the ground: "Look here, I need to know what happened here in the last three days."
The Paladin nodded nervously, swallowed, closed his eyes and began to guide the'power' gained from the deity.
The light and shadow from the past reappeared in front of Cervantes. The image projected from the river of time flickered quickly in front of his eyes. The Paladin widened his eyes and watched the flame go from extinguishing to burning, and then from burning to disappearing.
The reverse of the scene made Cervantes's corners of his mouth slowly lift up, and his eyes reflected the figure of the'bubble ghost' who suddenly appeared in the room-without any warning, he suddenly appeared in this room!
"Stop!"
The paladin subconsciously stopped the divine art, and started the ‘normal play’ in accordance with the orders of the Lord Lord.
The room was empty, the quilts, tables and chairs were neatly placed in place, and then a young man suddenly appeared in front of them, walked behind the door, opened the door and took the food from the waiter , But he did not eat, but poured the food into a cloth bag, waited until the next time disappeared, put the remaining dishes at the door, and then took the cloth bag away.
This is a mage!
Cervantes is pretty sure that no one but the mage has this ability.
Whether it is a teleportation spell or [Different Dimension Cabin], this young man can disappear in this room.
Then, the Paladin began to speed up the play again. When the young man appeared for the last time, he had become a ‘tuberculosis ghost’, pale and coughing.
The time should be this morning. His explanation to the clerk was ‘I’m caught in the wind and cold. I will go to the hospital to see when the snow stops today’... However, when the snow stopped, he died!
Cervantes's complexion, which had been somewhat comfortable because he had discovered the truth, was darkened again.
Behind the scenes is this guy?
That is to say, they have no way to try and torture this guy?
He died, and even his soul disappeared!
Taking a deep breath, Cervantes loosened his clenched fists, and suddenly felt that everything now became a bit boring.
The accumulated force punched a punch in the air and hit a punch in the air. Nothing happened. This kind of feeling was particularly greasy and crooked.
"It's it!" After swearing ~EbookFREE.me~ Cervantes looked at the paladin with a suspicious look around him, and found that he was watching him carefully.
With a sigh, Cervantes waved his hand: "You go down first, I'll check it here again-by the way, don't talk about this matter first!"
The Paladin nodded again and again, observing the black dragon's face, and then slowly walked out.
Hasn't Latinia seen it here?
Shortly after the Paladin went out, Cervantes suddenly thought of something.
Since he thought about it, did Latinia not think about it? Has she only [reproduced] in the corner of the stairs?
If so, how could she ignore this? If not, what was the scene that appeared before him?
He asked Serena, and then the maid told him the answer from the goddess of wealth—
‘No, Latinia said, she’s seen in that room, that person is really just an ordinary person! ’