Aron reached Copperhead Village in short amount of time. The village was calm, and nothing was out of the norm. "What happened? His mother disappeared and none cares about this."Anyone would panic if their children disappeared.
White-haired boy decided to talk with Anna"s father to get some information. The Copperhead was richer than all other villages, so house of village chief was magnificent.
"This state won"t last any longer. They might be currently richer… I need only to find someone to sell my goods." The journey to a city was important matter, his storage was full of various products. From simple sculptures to animal products.
Knock! Knock! There was sound of a footstep and few seconds door were opened.
"Yes? How can I help you?" The old man with long beard came out of house with an unfocused look.
"Good afternoon. My name is Aron and I am friend of your grandson Joe." It was important to introduce yourself to person to create good impression. Simple words could make a target feel that you are not complete strangers.
"Joe…Where is he? Did you see him or my daughter Anna?" Old man asked with worry on his face, and situation must be serious.
"Joe is at Amber Village. He asked me to find his mother…" They exchanged few sentenced and Aron discovered that Anna disappeared few days ago and she wasn"t first disappearance in the village. Many people went missing during last week. There was no trace of kidnapping, so they thought people just left on their own.
"All of this is suspicious? Why would those people leave out of sudden?" This case needed investigation and there were too many missing pieces to solve it now.
"Can I search the house for potential clues? My senses are kind of special. I can see, hear and smell more than ordinary people. I am a hunter and herbalist…." The old man was ready to sell an entire village to get his daughter back, however there was none coming and asking for ransom.
There was no trace of resistance, so none would suspect kidnapping. Aron entered the room of Anna, and something immediately caught his attention. There was empty wooden cup on the small table.
"Left in hurry? Room is too clean… Nothing out of order, this cup don"t match." They say the room is reflection of your personality, there was some truth in that. Anna"s room had everything organized, there was no trace of dirt on a floor.
"It"s pretty unusual. I think she has OCD about cleaning and order…" He thought that it was possible only for people in modern society. Her case surprised him, and he decided to inspect this cup.
[Wooden Cup]
[Desc: Empty cup with some leftovers of sleeping mixture.]
"I knew it. Someone added it to her water…there was no resistance because she was sleeping…" The problem was this didn"t lead him anywhere. People were drugged and kidnapped, still he didn"t know who and why did such thing.
"I need look around the village and get some information." There could be some kind of trail or clue around the village. Checking wouldn"t hurt and he might find something that will lead him to culprits.
His presence in a village made villagers act weird, and some of them averted sight and others simply closed doors of their houses.
"I don"t understand. What"s going on…" Any initiation of dialogue ended in failure, people simply treated him like air or some kind evil.
"They won"t talk to you. You are connected to my idiotic cousin." It was the second compet.i.tor for village chief position, Joe"s cousin Jeremy.
"Killing aunt and getting rid of body? So much effort to become village chief?" Aron decided to strike Jeremy with simple accusation.
"BULLs.h.i.+T! I don"t know where is Anna! I think she decided to go to city search for work suitable for her body! HAHA!" Jeremy didn"t like Anna and he didn"t hide it. Their conflict is known to an entire village, still it wasn"t reason to kill each other.
"Whatever. I will just tell village chief that you are related to this matter. We will see." Aron didn"t want to really say anything, there was high possibility that chief won"t believe him anyway.
"HAha! Do it. Spit your bulls.h.i.+t anywhere you want." Jeremy wasn"t stupid like his cousin and knew Aron bluffed.
"I want to rip his filthy mouth off…" It wasn"t right moment to act, and this village will be in his control and making himself a public enemy won"t be smart move.
"I have no place to sleep. I will temporarily leave a village and come back later." He formed a plan to observe a village from far.
"They won"t act during daytime. Let"s take this time to work on something." Something bothered him very much, he had no weapon for close combat. There were some sc.r.a.pped weapons from bandits, still there was nothing good among those weapons. Robert"s axe couldn"t be used anymore, the rest could be considered as metal sc.r.a.ps.
"What about this thing I got from Robert"s stash…" His focus fell on sealed box, and it could contain something interesting and he decided to search a way to open it.
"It"s quite a bizarre mechanism." Aron started to manipulate k.n.o.bs and listen to reaction of a chest, there was click sound when k.n.o.b was in right position.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.
"HAha. It"s gonna be easy."
[Skill Lockpicking generated.]
Click! Click! It opened and sight of interior was revealed to him. This weapon was made of bone white material, it reminded him of a knife made of elephant tusks.
[Transiency (Glaive)]
[Material: ??]
[Desc: Weapon forged from bones of an ancient beast. There are runes on its body with effect of stopping any healing factor.]
"Stopping healing factor?" The description was little odd and he decided to ask system.
[Wounds caused by this weapon won"t regenerate until a host deactivate the runes.]
"How to control the runes?" He worried about lack of magic or qi, and inability to use such artifact.
[The weapon runes can be controlled with thoughts.]
It was great information, and the sole problem was lack of skill in use of glaives.
"I need to learn how to use this weapon. Another problem to solve…" He learned how to use many weapons, and still glaive wasn"t ordinary weapon. It was combination of a sword and spear. User of glaive needed to have some mastery of a sword and spear.
"What a bother…still it"s great weapon." His time was getting more and more limited, strangely he made his schedule even tighter.