Chapter 442: Black Unicorn
"It’s already getting dark. Why are we wearing sunglasses?" Mira held hers gently by the frame, but didn’t take them off.
Rhodes adjusted his own pair with a smirk. "Precaution. And remind me when we get back, we should buy a couple pairs of plain glasses."
"So this is for self-defense? Here I thought you just liked how I looked in them."
"Well..." Rhodes glanced at her. "You’re not wrong. I do like it."
Girls in glasses were, in his opinion, pretty great.
Just in case, Rhodes left behind two pairs of Krugs disguised as ordinary stones near the village perimeter.
Then he summoned two Scuttle Crabs, and he and Mira rode them out toward the scene Jasper had described.
As expected, the village chief’s directions weren’t exactly accurate. Once they arrived at the general location, Rhodes had to release his Murk Wolves to sniff out the scene. After a bit of searching, the wolves unearthed traces of dried blood, buried beneath disturbed earth and scattered leaves.
Nearly half a month had passed since the crime, and the path had seen its share of foot traffic. The road itself showed little sign of what had happened.
Still, along the roadside, Mira noticed something. Some of the bushes and tall grasses had been sliced clean through. Fallen twigs and leaves had been cleared by passersby, but deep, deliberate gashes were still visible in the hard-packed soil.
Mira knelt down and ran her fingers across the marks. "Whoever did this had serious swordsmanship... or was wielding powerful Wind Magic."