She is not an investigator.

"Can you help me pick one?"

Taochuan also came over and looked at the amulets with great interest.

"Of course, what do you want?"

Although it only costs three copper coins, it's still a profit, and he's happy to actively promote his craft.

As I said before, although it doesn't have any real function, it was all made by Constantine himself, and it's his hard work, so he'll be happy to have it recognized.

"I want to find true love."

"…certainly."

Constantine picked out a talisman and pointed to the inscription on it.

"This symbolizes love, and perhaps it's what you need."

"Thank you."

Taochuan paid the money readily. She quite liked the little thing, and three copper coins were indeed not expensive, within her acceptable range.

"Then help me pick one out."

Seeing this, Igris chimed in, and Constantine was more than happy to oblige.

What kind of product do you want?

"Um…"

Igris thought for a moment, then stroked her chin and said.

Do you have any talismans from the Church of Eternal Night here?

"..."

Constantine stopped what he was doing and looked up at Igris.

She pulled down her collar and gave Constantine a mischievous smile.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Father."

"..."

Constantine sighed and stood up with a sense of helplessness.

"I should have known... I was wondering why anyone would be interested in something like this. It was you. I heard you were very ill before?"

"It's all better now."

Igris returned the amulet to Constantine and asked with some curiosity.

"But why are you setting up a stall here? Has the investigation concluded? What were the results?"

Constantine shook his head, looking somewhat unhappy.

“They don’t plan to involve me anymore. This time, Ling will be in charge of everything. I just need to follow orders and assist her, so I don’t know much about her right now.”

"Were you ostracized?"

Constantine paused, then nodded sullenly.

"That's more like normal. After all, you've only just joined the Special Investigations Division, so there's bound to be some people who are resentful of you."

Igris took it all in stride, since she wasn't the one being ostracized, so she could make sarcastic remarks.

"...Maybe. I'm planning to resign in a while and go back to Maulkenson."

"But you're a criminal, aren't you? If you resign, they won't arrest you again."

Constantine was supposed to face three years in prison, but because of the Special Investigations Department, he was released early and joined the department.

If I resign, will I go back to jail?

"Going to jail is fine... it's better than being looked down upon here. Besides, my crime doesn't seem that serious. I can talk to my superiors about it; it shouldn't be too difficult..."

"Hmm, I look forward to the day you regain your freedom."

Constantine's expression turned somewhat strange, and he looked at Momokawa beside him.

So, you two are on a date?

"No normal person would think that way...?"

Constantine shrugged nonchalantly.

"I'm not a normal person. I won't bother you anymore. You can continue. I'll pretend I didn't see anything."

He still misunderstood, but there seemed to be no need to explain.

Where to go next?

Igris turned to look at Momokawa, watching her fiddling with the amulet in her hand.

"I'm already very satisfied today, as I'll take you to find the knight."

She wore the entire outfit around her neck and showed it to Igris.

"How is it? Does it look a little strange?"

"Not very conspicuous."

After all, it was just a stone.

"Thank you."

"...?"

"Don't you mean I look more dazzling than any decoration?"

Her thoughts are really hard to fathom.

The Gods' Fool - The Last Knight: Chapter Twenty-Nine, The Wandering Dead (Bonus Chapter 1/5)

"Didn't you say you'd take me to find the knight?"

In the wasteland of the northern suburbs, Igris looked at Momokawa, who was looking around, somewhat puzzled.

This place should have been farmland, but it has been abandoned and no one has come to reclaim it, probably due to the surrounding environment.

The northern suburbs are not like the southern suburbs. There are no roads or factories here. Apart from barren mountains, the ground is covered with rubble. Normal people would not want to go near this place. It is said that something went wrong during the previous development and it was eventually abandoned.

"How about you follow my instructions?"

Igris nodded, puzzled, wondering what kind of trouble she was planning.

"The knight enjoys upholding justice, but he seems unable to fit into this city. He's more easily spotted in the sparsely populated outskirts, and..."

She looked up and gazed at the empty surroundings.

"And he will also be attracted to certain special forces."

"...For example, your strange physical condition?"

"You got it right! How about I give you a hug as a reward?"

Igris ignored her and said thoughtfully.

"So the reason you often see the knight isn't because you know his exact location, but because he's attracted to you and appears where you are?"

"So all we have to do is wait for him to come looking for us."

"...But have you ever considered what else might come knocking besides knights?"

"That's why I brought you along."

Momokawa winked at Igris, but Igris couldn't smile.

"I hope you can apologize to me properly later."

"sorry--"

"..."

Under Igris's gaze, an incredibly slender figure stood quietly in the distant wasteland.

Its body is pale and slender, making it easy to overlook if you don't look closely.

But once you spot it, its oval white head and features that look like ink smears are enough to send chills down your spine instantly.

It has an appearance like a doll, but just one glance at it will make you feel distorted and disturbed to the greatest extent, and even make it impossible to focus your gaze.

Rather than a living organism, it is more like a form of pollution.

A type of pollution that is difficult to look at directly.

The rustling of pages beside Igris made her turn her head to look at Momokawa.

Momokawa held a notebook in his left hand, flipping through it continuously. He finally stopped and smiled.

"Things that are difficult to look at directly may take any form and are hard to spot with peripheral vision. Once observed, they corrupt the observer, weakening their five senses to the greatest extent. The way to counteract this is to plug your ears, close your eyes, and hold your breath... It does not possess any form of attack capability, but..."

Momokawa closed his notebook and slowly spoke, looking at Igris's increasingly unpleasant expression.

"Difficult to eliminate by polluters."

"...Why didn't you say so sooner?"

"Checking notes takes some time, you know."

So, Igris has actually been corrupted?

But she seems to be alright.

Yes, she'd almost forgotten she even had a title system.

The madman who shattered the spiral was enough to make her immune to most mental pollution.

That is to say...

"I can go over there and take it down."

"It seems unnecessary."

Suddenly, the sound of hooves approached, accompanied by intense drumbeats and noise. Everything around them suddenly began to become chaotic and distorted, and time and space became blurred. Until the crisp sound of metal scraping against metal rang out, and the long neighing of horses sounded, an ancient figure that should never have appeared here slowly emerged before everyone.

The invisible walls began to crumble, and a silver figure slowly walked through the river of time. His body was covered in moss and dirt, his armor was worn and tattered, and every step he took was so heavy.

The warhorse, clad in armor, neighed loudly and, under the knight's watchful gaze, crashed heavily into the slender figure. In the next instant, it transformed into deep blue flames and vanished completely.