She is not an investigator.

"what……"

She scratched her cheek a little embarrassedly, seemingly so grateful to be able to talk to Igris that she didn't even notice what Igris had said to her.

Faced with Igris's increasingly strange gaze, she finally snapped out of her daze and awkwardly covered her face.

"...Sorry, what did you just say?"

“I said, why isn’t it that old priest who pays my salary?”

"Well... it was originally his, but he's getting old and it's getting late, so he went back to rest. I happen to be on night shift here... so I'm handing it over to you."

"Oh……"

The reason sounded perfectly normal, and Igris didn't sense anything wrong with it.

Although few people come to the church at night, there is indeed a night shift system, seemingly because the church is so large that someone always needs to patrol it to prevent any accidents.

However, that was not within Igris's job scope. She was just an outside nun whose job was to spend some time in the confessional in the afternoon, listen to others confess what terrible things they had done that day, and then forgive them on behalf of the Lord.

It sounds very professional, but it's not. Probably because there aren't many residents here, and someone who has really committed a serious crime wouldn't go to a church to confess to a nun.

Even God won't do it.

"Then I'll head back first."

"Okay!"

Igris waved her hand and left the church, which was enormous but in reality, most of its areas were off-limits.

There were far fewer people here than she had imagined, but dozens of times more than in any other church she had ever seen. Among them, she saw dozens of nuns.

Incidentally, Igris's nun's habit was a gift to her, so she didn't need to change in the church. She could wear it home and even use it for some strange role-playing.

God won't have any objections, and even if He did, it wouldn't matter.

"Can you please stop being so flamboyant? Can't you tone down your damn feminine charm a bit?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? What did I do now?"

Igris, who was earning a weekly wage of five silver dollars, was walking happily home on the night road when she was suddenly scolded again by the image of the caretaker in her mind.

Anyone would be angry about that.

"Do you want to see how that nun is looking at you? I have no doubt that if you just beckon her, she'll willingly go with you."

"What does this have to do with me?! It's not like I told her to do it."

Igris had never felt so wronged. She was just going to work as usual and investigating the suspicious events at the church. What happened to the others was not her fault, so why was she being blamed?

"You, sigh..."

As a result, the administrator sighed and then fell silent.

She probably didn't want to have this pointless argument with Igris anymore, since it was really tiring and pointless.

The bizarre stage play – The City of Gluttonous Bloodthirsty Fools: Chapter Two, The Secret Hidden in the Night

"However, it's worth mentioning that the nights here are brighter than I expected."

Igris looked at the streetlights and approached them with interest, then tried shaking the lamppost to make sure it was quite stable.

In many places, there aren't even streetlights, so it's quite rare to see such formal facilities in a city like Sekered.

However, the administrator had a different opinion from Igris on this issue.

"This city is more prosperous than you imagine, but you don't realize it because the population is so small. Because of that church, there are many tourists who come here every day, and their spending is also considerable. As a result, the people who live here naturally enjoy a better living environment and public facilities."

"But why don't so many people choose to settle here? Even the extremely polluted Molkens has a much larger population than this place."

"How could I possibly know things that you don't even know?"

That makes sense. After all, the administrator is essentially Igris herself, so the memories and history she knows all come from Igris.

"Never mind, let's go home first and talk about it then."

It was called a home, but it was actually just a guesthouse that Igris found in the area. For only four silver dollars, she could stay for a month, which was more affordable than a hotel or something similar.

However, the environment will naturally be worse; for example, Igris has to clean the house herself every day.

The owner of this house lives on another street. He owns three properties, and this one is his worst. So the price is secondary; the main thing is that someone can help with cleaning.

So Igris got a lucky break?

Although she is no longer penniless like before, money will eventually run out, so saving money now is not a bad thing.

"Good evening, Sister!"

"Hmm? Oh, good evening."

Igris's thoughts were interrupted by the greetings of passersby; he looked like he was going for a night run and seemed quite energetic.

Perhaps because the nights here aren't too dark, there are many people wandering the streets even at night.

This is rare in other cities, especially at night, which is the perfect breeding ground for some kind of unusual danger. No one can be sure that they won't encounter any danger in such a place.

However, Cycreed seems to be an exception?

I really don't know why those people can travel so freely.

"It's so safe... I don't even know if it's a good thing or a bad thing."

Igris sighed and touched the pistol at her waist.

She certainly hadn't forgotten why she came here, but in this safe place where she had hardly heard any rumors of danger, Igris felt it would be difficult for her to find the location of that secret treasure.

I really don't know whether I should be happy or sad.

But at that moment, the administrator's voice suddenly rang out.

"Hey, don't get distracted. There's a guy hiding in the corner ahead of you. He's dangerous. Watch out."

"They encountered danger right after they finished speaking... That's quite rare."

Igris looked ahead. The street wasn't wide, and there were closed doors on both sides. After a distance, a shadowy alley came into view.

It seems the guy the building manager was talking about is in the alley?

Igris's hand unconsciously reached for her pocket, but she pretended not to notice and quickly walked forward.

Soon, her figure passed through the dark alley. She even glanced inside, but apart from a trash can, she didn't see anything else.

There was no attack, and no suspicious figures were found. Perhaps someone was indeed guarding the area, but it wasn't aimed at Igris, which is why nothing happened.

So what kind of guys would show up in a place like this on a night like this?

“I said…Miss Administrator.”

"That guy left. It seems he was attracted by you, but he left after confirming that you weren't a dangerous person."

Before Igris could ask, the administrator told her the details.

She then added.

"He's just a person, and he has nothing to do with the secret treasure anyway. Just treat him as someone who was passing by!"

"Okay, whatever you say."

With the caretaker by her side, Igris felt much more at ease, and she could even chat with people along the way to relieve her boredom.

It's even more reliable than the Mirror Demon.

…………

It was about a five-minute walk before Igris arrived near her residence.

This is a somewhat old urban area. While it may be called old, it's not actually that dilapidated. It's just that compared to the prosperity of other places, it seems a bit lacking.

However, this is only temporary. It is said that this place will be completely demolished and renovated into a more prosperous area soon... It has to be said that the differences between cities are really quite significant.

This perfectly illustrates what it means to have everything, even if it's small.

Perhaps because it is about to be demolished, there are hardly any people living here anymore. In a place with a sparse population, it is even more tranquil.

But that's not a bad thing; at least you don't have to worry about being disturbed when you rest here.

"..."

But as soon as Igris stepped into the neighborhood, a faint smell of blood filled her nostrils.

The taste was very faint, but Igris still noticed it and quickly identified the source of the taste.

Because the roads in this urban area are relatively narrow, the gaps on both sides of the roads are large, and among the gaps between countless empty houses, a huge grove of trees looks particularly strange.

Perhaps because it was so late, its color appeared very dark, and most people would hardly notice its abnormality, but Igris was clearly not a normal person.

Especially at night, she could see much more clearly than in the sunlight.

It was indeed a thicket of trees, but now it was stained with crimson blood.

"There was definitely a problem..."

Igris drew her pistol, slowly walked to the bushes, and gently pushed them aside.

Behind the bushes, a long trail of blood stretched into the distance.

That direction leads to the adjacent block, but it's clearly a dead end; there's no way to teleport directly from here.

unless…

Igris raised her head and looked at the rooftops of the houses.

"..."

Just as she had expected, a figure was crouching on the roof, silently watching Igris below.

Because of the strange angle, Igris couldn't see the other person's exact appearance, only that it was a person dragging something that was bleeding.

It was probably a corpse?

The bizarre stage play – The City of Gluttonous Bloodthirsty Beggars: Chapter Three, The Mysterious First Encounter with the Bloodthirsty Beggars

Without the slightest hesitation, Igris raised her pistol and pulled the trigger.

The bullet flew out instantly, and the other party seemed not to have expected Igris to fire directly. He hurriedly dodged to the side, but the bullet still hit the other party's leg.

The figure jumped off the roof and disappeared. Without pausing, Igris climbed onto the nearest roof and quickly ran towards her destination.

The distance was much farther than she had imagined. When she arrived at the scene, all that remained was a pool of blood and a discarded body.