I Really Am a Good Person!

Aaron saw several flashes of fire in the distance, followed by several figures rushing toward him. The leader wore a silver-white half suit of armor and carried a one-handed shield as tall as half a person.

Yet, to Aaron's surprise, the moment these reinforcements arrived, they surrounded him. One or two of them even drew their gleaming weapons with hostile expressions.

What was going on?

Judging by the way these guys looked at him, they did not seem to regard him as a hostage...

Bro, believe me, I was a model citizen!

Aaron looked around, studying everyone's expressions one by one. Seeing the murderous looks on their faces, he finally realized that something was wrong.

The shield-bearing warrior in silver-white half armor slowly removed her helmet, revealing a face beautiful enough to topple nations. Her nose was high and straight, her pale-red cherry lips pressed together slightly.

Against the firelight and silver armor, her fair skin seemed to glow.

At that moment, Aaron saw her slightly narrow eyes examining him from head to toe.

Aaron did not seem to have ever seen this female warrior in his memories, yet she asked in a strange tone, "...You?"

A female warrior?

Wait, she knew me?

Aaron's panicked heart immediately settled somewhat.

Having an acquaintance made things easier.

"Yes, yes, it's me." He nodded frantically.

Even though I only knew that I was some down-and-out noble and had no idea who you were, since you knew me, didn't that make things easy~

However, upon hearing Aaron's answer, the female warrior's expression became even more disgusted.

"L-Lady Alice, the investigation is complete," a middle-aged man stepped forward and said. He did not deliberately lower his voice, so Aaron heard every word clearly.

"What did you find?"

"A Heretical Cult ritual was just held here. The residual aura is very strong. Judging from the ashes, it should have been a Descent Ritual..."

Aaron could clearly feel the atmosphere grow much tenser upon hearing the words "Descent Ritual." A few people even could not help stepping closer.

"However, the materials prepared for the ritual do not seem to have been complete," the middle-aged man continued.

Damn it, don't pause so dramatically when you talk!

He pointed at the Soulless Grass lying quietly in the distance. "Soulless Grass should be one of the main materials required for every Descent Ritual, but this one does not seem to be Soulless Grass. It looks more like Sleepless Grass that someone dyed."

"So?"

The female warrior, Alice, shot Aaron a cold glance before looking toward the unharmed blade of grass.

Hearing this, Aaron did not know whether he should be speechless or relieved. Did other worlds have counterfeit goods too?

"So, we cannot determine whether this ritual was actually completed," the middle-aged man continued. "But one thing is certain: the dead old man was most likely a Heretical Cult member. The aura on him was very strong."

"In other words, he was the sacrifice for this ritual?" Alice studied Aaron thoughtfully. "Can we determine what he worshipped?"

"Judging from the traces at the scene, it should have been Rat-Face."

"Those damned underground rats?" Upon hearing that, Alice's gaze toward Aaron did not soften in the slightest. Instead, it grew even sharper, the hostility in her eyes practically overflowing.

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I barely said anything. Why were they looking at me like that?

He tried hard to search his mind for information about Rat-Face, but found nothing.

The original owner was a useless fool who only knew how to eat, drink, and have fun. He knew nothing about this sort of knowledge that was clearly far removed from everyday life.

"Ed, is there any other information?"

"If we judge solely from this, then the Descent Ritual failed because the primary materials did not match. This gentleman should be innocent."

The moment he heard the word "if," Aaron's heart sank.

"However, there is something wrong with the old man's cause of death." Ed gave Aaron a deep look and added, "The old man was frightened to death. Or rather, he saw something... beyond his understanding."

"I think it would be more appropriate to ask the person who experienced it firsthand." Alice turned to Aaron and said coldly, "Speak. How did he die?"

Aaron froze and subconsciously looked at the old man's corpse lying nearby.

How the hell would I know!

All I knew was that he had tried to smash me to death with a club, but somehow missed, and then... died?

If I said my system might have done it, would you believe me?

For a moment, Aaron had no idea what excuse to use to brush them off. He stammered for a long time without managing to say anything coherent.

Ed glanced at Aaron and said somewhat hesitantly, "Based on the information we currently have, a Descent Ritual may cause the sacrifice itself to become mentally confused. I believe he may have temporary amnesia..."

Aaron bluntly interrupted Ed. "Sir, I am certain that I do not have amnesia."

"Then tell me, sir, what is your name?" Alice asked.

"Aaron... Ah..."

Aaron had just been about to state his family name when Alice directly interrupted him. "I only need to know your name."

"Weren't we supposed to know each other?" Aaron asked tentatively.

From this female warrior's behavior just now, they should have known each other.

If they knew each other, how could she not know his name?

A vague sense of dread rose within Aaron.

"Yes, of course we know each other. A few days ago, a certain gentleman drank several bottles of Blazing Red Lips in one sitting at the Rose Tavern. Can you guess what exactly he did?"

Aaron was speechless. In truth, after getting drunk that day, he really did not know what he had done.

Looking at Aaron's expression, Alice smiled. "That bold man tried to harass me—harass the Yagrant Kingdom's kite..." She seemed to realize something and did not continue.

Although she was smiling, the killing intent in her eyes was exceptionally clear.

At that moment, several soft coughs sounded nearby.

A middle-aged man of around forty or fifty, his belly protruding, stepped out from the crowd. He looked at Alice and Aaron, then said, "Lady Alice, since we can confirm that he is not a Heretical Cult follower, then should we—"

"Rest assured, Captain Colin. A true noble will not be blinded by anger. But he was the sacrifice for a Descent Ritual, so we need to ask an astrologer to divine his fate."

"Of course, that is not a problem." Captain Colin rubbed his round belly and replied with a smile.

Alice glanced at Aaron once more. "Also, Captain Colin, although I only came to Leyden City temporarily, monsters like Earth Demon Spiders appearing in Leyden City's sewers is something I will report truthfully to the city lord."

Colin wiped away nonexistent cold sweat and said with an awkward smile, "That was indeed my oversight. It should be reported truthfully. I will also explain the situation to the city lord."

Alice snorted coldly, then turned and left directly with Ed.

Aaron, meanwhile, wisely allowed the guards to tie him up with rope.

"Where are we going?"

Colin looked at Aaron with a genial smile and said, "To prison, of course, my lord."

Hm, my lord...?