Little Brave Hero's Flying Pounce

Bed City, City Defense Garrison, prison.

"Elsa, how does he feel? Is he a purebred Demon Race member?"

House of Bede's long-absent third young master, Sali, and the Brave Hero Elsa had made their grand entrance!

In the most heavily guarded prison, a young man was tightly bound to a cross. Gentle Holy Light continuously healed his body, but at the same time, it suppressed his mutation.

If Sithran learned Shadow Clone and could appear here as well as in Sain Underground City, she would definitely recognize the man tied to the cross as Ya Er, Morgan's other lackey.

This classic trio setup never failed to make an appearance. With Morgan and Ya Yi around, it was hardly surprising that there was also a Ya Er among these Demon Race members.

The Brave Hero Elsa circled Ya Er, baring a mouthful of shark-like teeth with a fierce expression one moment, then looking puzzled the next.

Sali could not quite make sense of the situation.

Because of her childhood experiences, Elsa possessed an acute sensitivity to the Demon Race. If there were Demon Race members or monsters nearby, she could detect their presence immediately.

But what did her indecisive attitude mean now?

"This person... seems like one, but also doesn't," Elsa said, pinching her nose as she moved away from Ya Er. In her eyes, the Demon Race was shit. Ya Er was a person reeking of shit all over, who occasionally even turned into shit.

Calling him human did not fit, since he could transform into a Demon Race member. But calling him Demon Race did not fit either, because he was human by nature.

"Even you can't tell?" Sali leaned against the wall, her thoughts drifting back to the past.

After the Demon Race members were thrown out of the dungeon and knocked her useless second brother unconscious, the guards swiftly arrived, took control of the scene, and arrested every last one of them.

But during transport, one of the Demon Race members suddenly melted, revealing the person inside—Ya Er.

No one had ever seen Demon Race members turn into humans before. The captain of the guard immediately decided to imprison Ya Er separately from the other Demon Race members, so Ya Er was sent to the most heavily guarded City Defense Garrison.

Normally, Sali's father, Count Philip, should have handled this personally. However, the old man had personally taken a batch of Blood Healing Potions to the royal capital some days ago, leaving only the most trustworthy Sali behind to watch the house.

If the eldest young master Charon had been around, this job should have fallen to him. Unfortunately, he had not sent a single letter home since leaving, so House of Bede had no idea what he was doing.

The moment Sali heard the news, she rushed over, bringing Elsa along.

A Demon Race member turning into a human was truly unbelievable.

Ya Er's identity was quickly investigated. He was merely a street punk. How could he have come into contact with the Demon Race? Unless he had been secretly replaced by the Demon Race at some point—but that theory did not hold up either. Why would the Demon Race replace themselves with some little hoodlum?

So the guards continued investigating Ya Er's social connections and finally found a lead—

The Anti-Dungeon Organization.

Ya Er and all his friends were members of the Anti-Dungeon Organization.

In truth, they did not even count as fringe members. They could only be called supporters of the Anti-Dungeon Organization's ideology. Yet when the investigation followed this lead further, it discovered that Tamda had also been in contact with them.

Tamda was a genuine member of the Anti-Dungeon Organization and had even organized two marches. The organization's members had recently committed a particularly heinous street murder, and House of Bede had been preparing to deal with them.

But the sudden emergence of the Gourmet Area disrupted their plans. By the time everyone came to their senses after being lured in by delicious food, Tamda had already sold off all his property and fled far away.

This world was one enormous amateur production.

After a speechless silence, the guards investigating the matter immediately began looking into everyone connected to Tamda. No matter what kind of connection it was, anyone who had interacted with him had to be brought in for questioning!

"Let's see what happens after the priests from the Holy Light Church arrive," Sali said, rubbing her brow as she wondered why there had been so many strange incidents lately.

"Let's go, Elsa." She decided to check on the guards' interrogations.

Elsa left the interrogation room, looking back every few steps.

She was considering whether to kill Ya Er, but she was not sure whether he really counted as Demon Race.

To Elsa, Demon Race members were to be killed without mercy!

"Guard this place well. Don't let anyone enter," Sali instructed the guards before walking near the interrogation room. Looking through the window, she saw a black-haired young man being questioned.

"What is his relationship with Tamda?" Sali asked the guard beside her.

"He rented Tamda's shop," the guard said. "It was probably just a coincidence. He doesn't seem suspicious."

Sali shook her head. "Even the slightest suspicion must be investigated carefully. This involves the Demon Race. We absolutely cannot let our guard down."

"Yes!"

They needed to quickly ask the mages to inspect Bed City for Demon Race members. As Sali pondered this, she half-heartedly listened to the conversation inside the interrogation room.

"Name."

"Mareda."

"Race."

"Pure, pure human."

"Gender."

"..." Gong Qiying lowered his head and looked down. "Owner of a dick."

"What the hell?" The interrogator gave him a strange look and wrote "male" on the paper.

"So you know I'm male."

Gong Qiying complained. He wanted to add, How dare you assume my gender? But remembering that this was another world and no one would understand the joke, he gave up.

"How did you get to know Tamda?" the interrogator continued.

"I saw a rental advertisement in the newspaper. That's all."

"White Whale Street is worth every inch of land. Tamda's rent was so low. Didn't you suspect a trap?"

"I'm poor." Gong Qiying looked gloomily at the interrogator. "When someone is poor enough, they don't have time to think about whether there's a trap. They just want to get a bargain."

"What kind of crooked logic is that?"

The interrogator and Sali outside said it in unison.

The interrogator asked several more questions before finally concluding that Gong Qiying truly had nothing to do with Tamda. He was simply a tenant, while Tamda had been his landlord.

"You may leave. Thank you for your cooperation." The interrogator waved a hand.

"It's nothing, it's nothing. It was what I should do," Gong Qiying said politely.

Unexpectedly, those words pleased the interrogator greatly. The people questioned earlier had all been slippery old hands who refused to cooperate. Gong Qiying's attitude was excellent by comparison; he was practically a perfect gentleman.

So he said, "Wait a moment. Go to the finance office and collect compensation for your lost work time."

"Thank you kindly."

Gong Qiying had actually gained quite a lot from this trip.

From the interrogator's words, he learned of the Anti-Dungeon Organization's existence. "Hundred Aspects Horned Snake" was the name of the tattoo on the members' necks.

That confirmed that the Anti-Dungeon Organization was his enemy, and his landlord Tamda was also a member.

"But he ran away, so they can't catch him. The other members are hiding too."

Walking down the corridor, Gong Qiying considered how to capture an Anti-Dungeon Organization member—and one who was still conscious.

"Thud, thud, thud."

A series of footsteps came from behind him, accompanied by an urgent, youthful cry. "Elsa, stop!"

Gong Qiying turned around in confusion, only for a shadow to engulf him.

A Maiden was flying straight at him!

It was Elsa.