She is not an investigator.

"Sir, is there anything you wish to commission?"

Igris sighed slightly, then put on her standard business smile again.

After seeing Igris, the man's attitude softened considerably. He coughed lightly and spoke in a pretentious manner.

"We can talk about the commission later, I just wanted to ask one thing..."

"Next person."

"Huh? Wait, I haven't finished!"

Unfortunately, the woman behind her seemed even more anxious. She used her bulky body to shove the man aside and sat down in the chair, sweating profusely.

"I brought money with me this time!"

"Ah, it's you..."

Igris knew him; on the very day she first met Momokawa, the factory owner had left in a hurry because he couldn't afford the deposit.

Igris thought he didn't want to give it, but it turns out he really didn't get enough money. Or maybe he just changed his mind?

"Ten gold coins as a deposit, is that alright?"

Actually, nine gold coins would have been enough, but since it will all be settled together in the end anyway, it doesn't really matter how much or how little there is now.

"No problem, no problem! Please help me! I've recently seen horse hoof prints near the factory again! It, it must be targeting me. If this continues, it will really kill me sooner or later...!"

His panic seemed genuine, which was probably why he was willing to spend those ten gold coins. However, Igris was more curious about why she chose Olivia's agency.

After all, Olivia looks too young, making it difficult for people to truly trust her, so there aren't many people who come here with legitimate requests.

But she didn't want to ask, because what if the other person realized what was happening and went looking for someone else?

"Go back and wait for news. Could you tell me the factory's exact address? We'll probably be there early tomorrow."

Igris is talking nonsense.

She planned to go and take a look today after getting the address. Investigations conducted without the owner's permission were often the most effective, and Igris had always been very clear about this principle.

"Uh...it's in the suburbs. There aren't any specific streets, but if you walk straight down from Morkens South Street, you'll see a large wasteland. There's a road next to the wasteland, and my factory is at the end of that road."

He wiped the sweat from his forehead. It seemed that the temperature in the office was still making him uncomfortable. It might also be because he was in such a hurry to get here that he was sweating profusely due to exhaustion.

The factory was indeed a bit hard to find in the suburbs, but the route was clear and not too winding, so Igris didn't need to worry about getting lost. She could probably go and investigate on her own.

She didn't really want to take Olivia with her, firstly because the two of them operating together would be too large and easily discovered, and secondly because she couldn't be sure if there was any danger with Igris. So it was best not to bring her along on the first mission. If something really happened, it would be easier for Igris to escape alone or take them all out.

She wasn't worried about encountering any danger. After all, if there was any danger that even she couldn't escape, then Molkens, who was so close by, was probably not far from destruction.

"Then I'll head back now... Please hurry, I feel it's getting closer and closer to me."

Amidst his worries and nagging, he eventually left the firm, and it was time for Igris to continue with her work.

That is sulfur like the private cage? (?four, 〥)$siB Liwei also reported, and wife and made a 1 to 10 investigation plan, (and four under the condition of full preparation) to carry out the investigation.

So she no longer needs to entertain these guys whose minds are almost entirely focused on how to flirt with Igris.

"Olivia?"

Ivy shouted towards the bathroom, and a moment later, Olivia came out. Her bangs were a little wet, so she had washed her face to calm down.

"We have a new client. Let's get rid of him."

"Thank God..."

Olivia finally breathed a sigh of relief and called out to the crowd that was still in line.

"We're closed today, go home, we're off work!"

This is probably the first detective agency that actively tries to get rid of customers, and also the first detective agency where people line up.

This is all thanks to their unique trademark, Igris, their mascot.

Although she herself doesn't find anything to be happy about.

Only after hanging the sign for the closed business on the door did Olivia finally catch her breath and sit down next to Igris.

"This is the first time I've felt that a detective's job is so hard."

"In fact... detective work doesn't actually include these things. You could leave a phone number on your door, and if someone really wants to hire you for something, they can just call you."

At least this way, there won't be as many people coming to chat with Igris simply because they want to.

"Let's talk about the requests... What kind of request piqued your interest?"

Olivia knew that Igris was very picky. She wouldn't accept a job that was too cheap, too simple, or dangerous. So, there were very few jobs that could meet her requirements.

I doubt many detective agencies can choose their clients, right? But at least they can.

"A factory owner was attacked by a knight and recently discovered traces of the knight. Hopefully, we can find him."

"and many more…"

Olivia thought she had misheard and asked somewhat uncertainly.

"He encountered...what kind of attack?"

"knight."

Igris thought for a moment, then continued describing.

"A knight riding a horse, carrying a long sword, and wearing metal armor, the kind that most often appears in novels."

Olivia was momentarily speechless, because this request did indeed sound somewhat... unbelievable.

"Didn't you tell him to see a psychiatrist?"

He gave thirty gold coins.

Igris's expression was serious, and her words were equally serious.

"This is thirty gold coins; I'd even dress up as a knight for it."

"really?"

Igris stopped talking. After all, her own boss was probably not going to throw thirty gold coins in her face just because he wanted to see her.

Although she did want it, dignity was still quite important to her.

"So I guess you have a plan for when we're leaving."

"tomorrow."

Igris did indeed have a plan.

Although Olivia is not currently included in Yiqi Liuyi Erjiuer's plans.

The Gods' Fool - The Last Knight: Chapter Ten, Are There Any Animals That Can Talk?

In the afternoon, under the pretext of going out for a stroll, Iglesias refused Olivia's request to go with her and headed towards the factory.

Incidentally, she brought an umbrella.

After all, it was a cloudy day, and no one knew whether it would rain or not, but Igris didn't want to gamble; she already had a bit of a cold.

There were quite a few pedestrians on the street, probably because it wasn't raining and there were more and more unemployed people, so the city was experiencing an unprecedented level of relaxation.

However, no one knows whether this sense of relaxation will become even more deadly once the temperature drops completely.

Igris tugged at her collar and let out a soft breath.

It was afternoon, and the sun hadn't set yet, but Igris was already starting to feel a bit cold, which was probably because she was naturally afraid of the cold.

The office is located in the city center, so Igris isn't too far from South Street, only about a ten-minute walk. She might even be able to buy some snacks along the way.

However, in Molkens, the makeshift food carts that are often seen on the roadside are quite rare. Although they are not prohibited, most people would probably find it hard to accept this kind of work where income and expenses often break even.

Thinking this, Igris simply put her hands in her pockets, preparing to head straight to South Street without delaying anything on the way, but her fingertips touched something smooth and flat.

It was a shard of a mirror; she brought the mirror demon out with her.

Rather than saying that, she never actually left the Mirror Demon behind; these shards of the mirror have always been in Ling's large coat pocket, hardly ever moved.

If Igris doesn't call out to it, the Mirror Demon won't appear, or even speak, so Igris has forgotten about it for quite some time.

It wasn't that long, was it? Less than three days.

"The Mirror Demon? Is it still there?"

Igris's fingers lightly scraped the mirror surface in her pocket, and the next moment, her own voice came from all around.

"I thought you had forgotten me. It feels like I slept for ages... Can I come out now?"

Igris glanced at the other passersby and whispered something under her breath.

"There are too many people around, I'm afraid it won't work."

"If I turn into an animal, there shouldn't be any problem, right?"

As it landed, the next moment, Igris's pocket bulged violently, and under her curious gaze, a rabbit's head peeked out.

"Chirp chirp."

"what…"

Igris touched the rabbit's head that had popped out and couldn't help but frown and laugh.

"You can't do that, I can't understand what the rabbit is saying."

"Chirp chirp!"

The rabbit in the pocket shrank back in, and soon the bulging pocket deflated considerably. The Mirror Demon's voice came from all around again.

"Aren't there any animals that can speak human language?"

"A parrot should be able to... Can you turn into a parrot?"

"I've never seen one before. I can only pretend I've seen one with my own eyes. Why don't you take me to find the parrot?"

Igris glanced at the growing number of pedestrians nearby and carefully lowered her voice.

"Okay, I'll go ask someone for directions..."

Igris tugged at her collar to make her deliberate lowering of her voice less noticeable, and turned her attention to the passersby.

Who usually pays attention to talking birds? Wealthy businessmen with plenty of free time, pretentious bourgeois types, and adorable children.

Therefore, Igris's goal is quite obvious.