Maximus noticed that these scavengers had calluses on their hands.
But those calluses don't look like they were worn out by farm tools.
But...
Maximus instantly understood the true identities of these scavengers.
I heard that a while ago, an unprecedented and massive uprising broke out in Nassel.
This great uprising was centered in the provincial capital at first, but soon spread to the entire province.
Nilfgaard mobilized the Alba Division, the 2nd Vicovaro Brigade, the 7th Dellani Cavalry Brigade and other troops. It took eleven months to finally suppress this vigorous uprising.
It is said that the Nilfgaard people later launched an extremely bloody revenge. They erected guillotines in every city, every town, and even every village in Naser.
In the capital alone, there were many killings and rivers of blood.
Many innocent people actually did not participate in the uprising at all, but they still became victims of the guillotine.
As for the prisoners of the National Army who dared to resist the rule of the Nilfgaard people and participated in the great uprising...
Nilfgaard people crucified them on crosses all the way from the capital of Nassel to the border.
The scene was extremely cruel.
These people are probably the last sparks of the Nasser Grand National Army.
Maximus sighed and advised.
"Captain Damien, forget it, they are poor people too."
Damien actually wanted to hack these people to death.
Just because of them, important clues may be lost.
But chivalry does not allow him to slaughter unarmed civilians at will.
But of course we can't just let it go.
At least let them go to jail to reflect and reflect.
On the other side, the two demon hunters investigating the scene also found clues:
Not footprints.
But the smell.
Lynn A piece of cloth was found on the body of the caravan.
He held it in front of his eyes and examined it carefully.
I found that this looked like part of the robe that knights wore outside their armor.
Judging from the remaining parts of the cloth and the signs of tears on the edges.
It may have been accidentally caught on a nail on the caravan, and it was torn off by using too much force in a hurry.
Lynn Pick up the piece of cloth.
I smelled it myself first and then handed it to Geralt.
The latter also smelled it.
Then we came to the same conclusion as Lynn:
The smell of wine remains on it.
Unfortunately, neither Lynn nor Geralt are master wine tasters.
You can't tell what kind of wine this is just by the smell.
But Lynn soon thought of a way.
"Toussaint The wine produced by every winery is different."
"Perhaps, as locals, Captain Damien and Sir Maximus can find us a professional taster?"
He knew that in Toussaint, there was a very magical profession called sommelier.
A bit like an expert in appraising antiques.
It's just that people are appraisers of fine wine.
It is said that the wine master of Toussaint can identify the variety and year of the wine just by smelling it.
If you take another bite, you will get even more information.
All in all, this is an amazing career.
So Lynn took this piece of cloth and walked towards Damien and others who had caught the scavenger.
"Sir Maximus, Captain Damien, we have discovered something."
The two of them couldn't help but their eyes lit up. "Really?"
"The smell of alcohol still remains on this piece of cloth. As long as we find a professional sommelier for us, I believe it won't take long to follow the clues and find out who is behind it."
Lynn handed the piece of cloth to Maximus.
Maximus took it and smelled it subconsciously.
Then there was another sharp sniff.
His face was filled with expressions of disbelief.
"Sir Maximus, what's the matter? Did you discover something?"
Damien, who was close at hand, noticed the drastic change in Maximus' expression.
The knight errant hesitated to speak.
He seemed to be hesitating, not sure whether he should say it or not.
After hesitating for a while, he finally said hesitantly.
"I recognize this smell."
"What?"
Everyone was surprised.
They all looked at the knight errant in surprise.
The latter has a complicated expression.
He will never forget this smell.
This is the taste of rose wine.
Although the smell of alcohol remains on this piece of cloth, it is not actually contaminated much...
Although more than a day has passed, the smell of alcohol on it has also dissipated a lot...
But he will never forget this familiar memory.
Every winery in Toussaint produces different wines.
Therefore, there is only one wine estate in the principality, which produces rose wine.
That is Castelchia Estate.
This is the manor that once belonged to the Maclino family.
But when Maximus was very young, Castelcia Manor was lost to Sir Cooper Weedon "White Cheeks" in a ridiculous bet by his alcoholic father.
Sir Cooper Wetton is a good man.
Although he became the new owner of Castelchia Manor, he still left several rooms in the manor for the Maximos family.
To prevent them from sleeping on the streets, hungry and cold.
Maximus naturally kept Sir Cooper Wetton's kindness and kindness in mind.
But instead of cheering up, Maximus' father became contaminated with anesthetic powder after losing the manor.
This makes this already troubled family even worse.
Later, Maximus's father fell into a river and drowned on his way home.
The mother, unable to bear the successive blows of the family's decline and the loss of her father, soon gave up.
Maximus lived under the roof of others until he was twelve years old, when he left the Manor of Castelcia and became the squire of another knight errant.
After putting in enough effort and a little bit of luck, he also became a knight errant.
Although I have never been back since I left Castelcia Manor.
But he has never forgotten the smell of rose wine.
The memory is still fresh to this day.
"I remember that Sir Cooper Wetton died a few years ago, and his only son Philibert Wetton inherited the knighthood and the Manor of Castellacia."
"I often hear bad rumors about him from my other knight brothers."
"In the past, I always tried not to believe those rumors, but now it seems that those rumors are very likely to be true."
On the pieces of cloth left at the scene of the attack, there was still the smell of the rose wine produced by the Castelchia estate. Even if the owner of the estate was not the mastermind behind the attack, he certainly could not escape the involvement.
"I need to immediately summon the nearby knight brothers, Captain Damien, and then we will go to Castelcia Manor to prosecute the crime."