This dragon girl raising system is a bit strange.

The sun was shining brightly, the temperature was pleasant, and people were strolling around the street in small groups.

Thor arrived at the church entrance.

Strangely, the church looks very deserted today.

Harrison, the little knight, was pacing idly by the door.

Harrison wore light chainmail, which made a faint rustling sound as he moved. A sharp sword hung at his waist, its silver hilt gleaming in the sunlight.

Upon seeing Thor arrive, he immediately stopped and said solemnly:

"The Saintess isn't here today, so don't waste your time."

"Where is Miss Saintess?" Thor asked.

"They said they had business at the guardhouse."

Thorton found it strange.

"How long has she been gone?"

Harrison was puzzled, unsure of Thor's intentions.

"Maybe two hours, why?"

A sense of unease rose in Thor's heart.

Thinking about everything that happened last night, and the possibility of the Earl's reincarnation.

At first, Thor thought the other side wouldn't dare to make such a blatant move in the guardhouse.

With so many guards in the hall, the Earl could not possibly control them all.

It's not realistic to launch a sneak attack on the way there and back.

It's morning now, and the streets are packed with people.

Moreover, the road leading from here to the guardhouse is located in the city center, where there is a high volume of people.

Nevertheless, Thor still treated the worst-case scenario as the expected outcome.

For anything that is possible, we must have a contingency plan.

"Things have been a bit chaotic at the Guard Hall lately."

Thor's words made Harrison even more confused.

"What exactly are you trying to say?"

"Come with me to the guardhouse."

Harrison understood the underlying meaning in Thor's words.

"You mean Miss Saintess might be in danger?"

He found it incredible.

"are you serious?"

Thor, of course, didn't want to be so definitive.

"Just come with me."

......

The two of them did not speak to each other the entire way.

Thor is not gay, and he has no interest in the other person.

The other party also disliked his personality.

So they remained silent the whole way.

We arrived at the entrance of the guardhouse.

A massive, square stone building, three stories high, with glass windows side by side on each floor.

The main door on the first floor was wide open, and looking inside, you could see many employees moving around in the lobby, busy with their own tasks.

A peaceful atmosphere prevailed, seemingly as usual.

However, Thor's intuition told him that something was wrong.

He had set up the teleportation coordinates in advance from a distance, and then spoke to Harrison.

"Let's go in."

In fact, Harrison should have been the one to scout ahead.

And that is indeed the case in reality.

Harrison thought Thor was making a mountain out of a molehill and easily stepped through the door.

Thor then followed and went to the front desk.

Behind the long table at the front desk was a young woman in work uniform, who was responsible for greeting passersby.

"Is Herbert there?" Thor asked bluntly.

The woman nodded and pointed to the corridor to the side.

Several people were walking in the corridor.

"The third room on the right is it."

Having received this information, Thor stepped forward.

The third room on the right side of the corridor had its wooden door tightly closed.

He knocked on the door with his right hand, making a loud banging sound.

Soon, a man's voice could be heard coming from inside the room.

"Please come in."

Thor pushed open the door and saw Herbert working behind a wooden desk.

Herbert wasn't surprised to see Thor arrive; instead, he glanced at Harrison standing to the side.

"Your Excellency, who is this gentleman?"

"Harrison, the knight who protects the saintess."

Herbert nodded.

"So, Your Excellency, what brings you here today?"

Herbert had a faint smile on his face.

However, it was this smile and humble tone that betrayed him.

"It's nothing serious."

Thor's tone was very relaxed.

"Is Ysera supposed to have come looking for you today?"

Herbert remained calm and composed, speaking slowly and deliberately:

"About an hour ago, someone came here and asked me some questions, and also asked me to investigate some things."

"They talked to me for about half an hour, and then they left."

"The receptionist at the entrance can vouch for this."

Everyone watched as the saintess left.

Thor smiled knowingly.

"I see, I understand now."

Harrison, on the other hand, seemed a little anxious.

If what Herbert said is true.

Isela should have arrived at the church long ago, within an hour.

"Did the saintess say what she was going to do when she left?" Harrison asked hurriedly.

"No," Herbert shook his head, "They should be heading towards the church."

Harrison realized that Thor's concerns were true.

Something has likely happened.

At this point, Torti made a suggestion.

"Harrison, I heard that Herbert and Miss Saint have some private conflicts."

Herbert frowned.

"Count, what do you mean?"

"How come I have no idea that I have any conflict with Miss Isela?"

"If there's a misunderstanding, we can communicate."

It's understandable that he didn't know.

Because this is something Thor made up.

Harrison fell for the trick and immediately became enraged, grabbing Herbert by the collar in anger.

"Are you lying to us?"

Herbert remained rational and calmly stated:

"How could I possibly have a conflict with Miss Saintess?"

Thor fanned the flames from the sidelines.

"He's lying, hit him, Harrison."

Harrison was blinded by his impatience and was about to throw a punch with his right hand.

Instead of landing his fist, Herbert, faster than him, struck Harrison in the face with a fist imbued with a faint magic, knocking Harrison unconscious.

Harrison's raised fist slumped to the ground as he lost consciousness.

Judging from that attack, Herbert was not the Earl's reincarnation target, but was merely controlled by the Earl.

However, it doesn't matter.

Thor took out the staff that he had prepared beforehand.

This staff, though only of green quality, is good enough.

Thor held the staff in his hand and raised it high.

It was unclear who the Earl was inside the guardhouse.

This problem is easy to solve.

Since the count is hidden among these people and cannot be distinguished.

So, all we need to do is attack everyone.

What Thor wanted.

It is a clear platform.

The next second, a terrifying black light filled the room.

In an instant, black fog filled the entire guardhouse.

Whether it's the lobby, other places on the first floor, or even the entire second floor.

Within the area of ​​the building, there was a cold, bleak, black mist.

The spells, born from black magic, target the entire guardhouse.

An attack targeting the soul assaulted everyone.

People in the corridor collapsed one after another, lying scattered on the ground.

People walking in the corridor, people working in the office, people coming to do business.

Without exception, they all fell.

Previously, Herbert's attention had been drawn to the unfortunate little knight, who was also the person closest to Thor and suffered the most severe injury.

Herbert fell straight down, slumped onto the table, and lost consciousness.

"Let's find out what happened from him first."

Thor was just about to enter Herbert's dream world.

The sound of footsteps coming from the corridor made him stop what he was doing.

I turned around and looked.

The beautiful receptionist who was talking to him not long ago is now standing at the door of the room.

The woman was tall, with her arms crossed over her chest, and traces of black blood still visible at the corner of her mouth. She stared coldly at Thor.

There was an overwhelming sense of arrogance in her eyes.

She was able to remain conscious under a fourth-order dark magic attack, and Thor already knew the whole story.

"Thor, why do you always have to ruin my plans?"

That tone, that expression.

Is this woman the person the count was reincarnated as?