She is not an investigator.

"This gift is a bit too expensive, I can't accept it..."

"Take it, consider it making friends."

Daphne nodded at Mirabelle with a forced smile, and Mirabelle could only helplessly put it on her finger.

"It suits you perfectly."

"Thanks…"

Mirabelle was indeed very happy, after all, she rarely received any gifts from friends, or rather, she had almost no friends.

"You stole it?"

Igris asked in a low voice, and Daphne leaned over and answered in a low voice.

"A friend gave it to me, it's not worth much. I have a lot more in my pocket, want some?"

"...No need."

Igris was disgusted by Mirabelle's act of giving away such a fake, but seeing how happy she was, she didn't say anything more.

Let her enjoy this gift; it will also fulfill her wish to make friends.

"Oh right... we can't stay here too long, we should go back."

Mirabelle looked at Igris, who also stood up and offered to hold onto the wheelchair.

"Daphne will be coming with us to the manor next, is that alright?"

Igris still needs to seek Mirabell's opinion; if she disagrees, Igris will have to think of other solutions.

For example, you could tie her up somewhere and then come back to find her after you go down the mountain.

“Of course! I would love to welcome Ms. Daphne as a guest, but…”

“I’ve heard about those curses; they’re complete nonsense. As an atheist, I won’t easily believe them.”

An atheist appeared in the church, and it was hard for Igris not to complain about it.

Fortunately, she managed to hold back, and Mirabelle was relieved, no longer having so many worries.

"I'll cook dinner. I promise I'll make it even more delicious this time."

Mirabelle looked full of energy, and Igris smiled slightly and nodded.

"That's great, sisters and stuff."

Daphne followed behind the two, speaking softly in a tone that was hard to tell whether she was genuinely envious or sarcastic.

The volume was just loud enough for Igris to hear, but Igris ignored her, knowing she'd get her comeuppance later that night.

……

As evening approached and the sun was about to set, Igris and Daphne left the manor together and began their journey down the mountain.

“Igris? I’ll say something from the bottom of my heart, I don’t know if you’ll mind.”

"That depends on whether your honest opinion makes me uncomfortable."

Igris raised an eyebrow but did not stop walking.

Daphne hesitated for a moment, but still spoke in a low voice.

"Mirabell is a nice person, quite cute, kind, and has a soft voice... Her hobbies are so elegant, she even grows flowers in her room and plays the piano, she's a real young lady."

So what are you trying to say?

"Her cooking is a bit hard to swallow."

"..."

Daphne, seeing Igris suddenly fall silent, also fell silent.

Igris stopped walking slowly, turned to look at Daphne who was also silent, and said in a low voice.

"Don't tell her."

"So you think so too?"

"Her cooking skills should be fine, right? Maybe... she's not feeling well lately, which is why her food tastes a little worse."

Igris shook her head, not wanting to discuss these matters further, as she had some more important questions to ask.

"Where are your accomplices? In town?"

"Hmm... they stayed at the hotel."

Daphne yawned, scratched her head, and asked hesitantly.

"So, could you tell them that I betrayed them? They'll hold a grudge against me."

"That depends on what kind of people you are."

Igris stretched, mimicking her gesture, and continued speaking.

"Also, you'd better get some more sleep; your dark circles are really scary."

"I'd like to too."

Daphne rubbed her eyes and said with a resentful look on her face.

"I'm cursed. The curse is that I'll never be able to sleep well again."

"What kind of curse is this...? Are you kidding me?"

"The witch I met when I was in the West?"

Daphne continued, her tone uncertain.

"You know, those guys who used to be caught and burned at the stake if they were discovered. I met a witch, stole her things, and when she couldn't find me, she put this vicious curse on me."

Daphne took out a talisman from her pocket and shook it gently.

"This is it."

"Amulet? That reminds me of someone I used to know."

A priest who also possesses magical abilities and is proficient in mysticism and carving incantations.

Igris could brag about this for a lifetime.

The Gods' Fools - The Gravedigger and the Violet: Chapter Nineteen, Confrontation

Liuxi Town.

Just like when Igris first came here, the uneven, muddy roads, narrow streets, and outdated architectural style made Igris feel as if she had traveled back to the Middle Ages, and that a knight on horseback would appear at any moment.

However, after following Daphne to what appeared to be the only inn in the town, Igris's thoughts were largely dispelled.

This hotel is probably the most advanced building here, as it remains brightly lit even at times like this.

However, before Igris could go inside, Daphne grabbed her arm.

"Not there, it's across the street."

Igris turned her head and saw a dilapidated wooden house that looked like it had been abandoned, and couldn't help but frown.

"Is that a hotel too?"

"Of course not. We're wanted criminals, so we can't stay in normal places. This is just our temporary base... Here's what we'll do: I'll go in first, and then you can barge in and say you've been following me for a long time and finally found my base... How about that?"

She still wanted to maintain a semblance of her image in front of her teammates, but unfortunately, Igris wasn't a wish-granting fairy, and she wouldn't consider Daphne's feelings.

“I have another good idea. I’ll put a sword to your neck, kick the door open, and tell everyone that you betrayed them and are going to use them for the bounty.”

"You're so vicious!"

She seemed to have given up resisting, so Igris stopped teasing her and quickly walked to the door of the cabin, kicked it open, and swiftly drew her straight sword, pointing it at the figures in the darkness.

The next moment, the candlelight suddenly lit up, and a crossbow bolt shot out from the corner, heading straight for Igris's face. However, she reacted quickly, dodged the shot, grabbed the nearest person, and pressed the blade against his neck.

"Quiet down, guys, if you don't want your buddies to be beheaded."

"Police? In a place like this? Damn it..."

"So in the end I can't do anything at all? Maybe it's better for a piece of trash like me to just die sooner rather than later..."

"We surrender! Don't attack!"

"Kill me if you dare! You won't get away with it either!"

As a figure slowly raised a candle, the faces of the people in the room were revealed one by one.

Two men and two women, the distribution was quite even.

The most conspicuous were probably the women who looked like they might run away at any moment, and the men who were huddled in the corner whispering something to each other.

"Come on everyone, let's introduce ourselves."

Igris pointed her straight sword at the young man she had captured and said in a cold voice.

"It starts with you."

"There's no way I can tell you anything!"

"He's Lucas! I'm Seraphina! The magician in the corner is called Orion, and the other girl is called Talia! Don't do anything!"

Igris silently raised her head and looked at the girl who called herself Serafina, who rattled off everyone's names in one breath.

"...What brings you here?"

"I told you, I can't tell you..."

"We came here to steal the manor's secret treasure! But it's too dangerous there, so we're going to give up and leave! Tomorrow!"

"Serafina! Don't tell her everything!"

Igris gave the talkative girl a cold glance and then continued to ask.

"What is the secret treasure?"

"Yes…"

She suddenly hesitated, seemingly unsure whether she should continue speaking, while Igris raised her pistol without hesitation and pointed it at her head.

"You have a chance to consider it."

"It's a book! It's said to contain boundless knowledge and desires, the book of answers to everything in the world..."