Sir Morkius, a first-level inquisitor of the Grand Inquisition, had disappeared.
Strictly speaking, it could not be called a disappearance. The man had simply gone out alone to investigate a case and had not returned all night.
The people from the Law Enforcement Bureau were getting anxious. Not only had they received reports that another five residents of Everbloom Town had died, but they had also discovered that the criminal in the prison had escaped!
Even the Grand Inquisition's undercover agent who had come to visit the prisoner yesterday had not been seen again.
The Law Enforcers were like ants on a hot pan. They kept asking to see the inquisitors who had accompanied Morkius, but the inquisitors were helpless as well.
That was because the last order Morkius had given them was to wait for him at the Law Enforcement Bureau.
The timing was simply too awkward.
If one said that he had disappeared, it had only been one night since he had failed to show up.
Ordinary people sometimes spent a whole night out having fun, let alone an inquisitor investigating a case.
Of course, that was not to say Sir Morkius had gone out to have fun. Investigating a case simply took more time.
But if one said he had not disappeared, ordinary cases had seemingly never taken this long to investigate.
Usually, the moment they encountered a suspect, there was no need to mention an investigation—the trial and execution might already be over.
In any case, Morkius's disappearance and the decree he had left behind plunged everyone into a quagmire, leaving them anxious and miserable.
The little town was once again shrouded in fear that the killer had escaped and would take revenge by murdering people.
It was not until the middle of the night on