novelraw Chapter 40 : Interrogation, Visual Talent!
Chapter 40 : Interrogation, Visual Talent!
Chapter 40: Interrogation, Visual Talent!
Almost everyone was talking about the name Ray.
Naturally, Leo had heard of this person as well.
He was the master of archery among the five great knights, serving as the enforcement knight of Blackstone City’s garrison.
And he had a rather special trait—
he had married a wife more than ten years younger than him, who was also one of the five great knights.
Leo quickly connected these memories in his mind.
Inside, the interrogation room had already begun questioning.
There were dozens of people in the courtyard, taken in one by one.
After interrogation, they were escorted out through a small door on the other side, and the number of people remaining steadily decreased.
Since waiting was inevitable, Leo used the time to calm his mind and practice the Breathing Technique.
In the end, he was actually the last one to be brought in.
Sensing something slightly off, Leo was led into the sealed interrogation room by two guards.
Inside, at an iron table, sat a man and a woman.
The woman was a young, attractive short-haired recording officer.
The man was the stern-faced Second Knight—Ray.
Seeing Leo enter, Ray lifted his cup, his expression tense as he slowly spoke, “Leo Laide, do you know your crime?”
Caught off guard by the sudden accusation, Leo didn’t respond immediately.
Ray took a sip of water, set down the cup, and let out a cold smirk. “Someone reported that you instigated a private fight, resulting in the death of the Knight’s Squire Laim by Goblins. Is that true?”
Leo’s brows slightly furrowed—he hadn’t expected it to be about this.
No wonder he had been left for last.
It was true that he had thrown Laim, who had ambushed him, out the door—and the unlucky man had been killed by Goblins.
If this were pinned on him, it could become troublesome.
At best, he would be punished and expelled from the city; at worst, executed for murder.
Leo glanced at the recording officer—the feather pen hovered midair, waiting for his answer.
Then he looked at Ray, whose expression remained stern.
Leo did not answer. He simply watched Ray’s reaction.
“What? Not speaking—what does that mean?” Ray leaned forward slightly, glancing sideways at the recording officer as he pressed on.
Leo remained calm, speaking unhurriedly, “All the Knight’s Squires were present at the time, and I am the last one you’ve questioned. I assume you already have your answer.”
“Oh?” Ray leaned back, observing Leo’s expression. “Quite composed.”
“Killing a comrade is a serious crime. However…” His tone suddenly shifted, and he burst into laughter. “Hahaha! After investigation, most of the Knight’s Squires testified that Laim attacked first—you were acting in self-defense.”
He had merely been testing Leo.
Ray stood up, his expression relaxing. “Moreover, you led the remaining Squires out of danger afterward. Your performance was excellent—very brave.”
But then, glancing at the recording officer still writing, his tone shifted again. “What I’m curious about is—why did you choose to head toward the watchtower instead of going to the Knight Hall for help?”
“Instinct, I suppose.” Leo couldn’t explain it directly.
At the time, he had simply judged based on the marked position and moved in the opposite direction by instinct.
“Instinct? Not bad.” Ray patted the recording officer beside him. “No need to record what follows.”
“Kid, I appreciate your composure and instincts. However—you’ve already attracted the attention of certain people. Be careful.”
With that, Ray turned and prepared to leave with the recording officer.
But just as he reached the door, Leo suddenly spoke:
“Sir Knight, was that arrow yours?”
Ray turned his head, looking at Leo in surprise. “Hm?”
“When I was at the watchtower, I saw a strange three-eyed crow. Were you the one who shot it?”
At the mention of the Three-Eyed Crow, Ray’s brows twitched slightly.
He stared into Leo’s eyes, his gaze sharpening instantly. “So that misfired signal arrow was yours. And—you’re saying you were at the watchtower… you could see my arrow?”
Leo understood—the silver-glowing arrow had indeed come from this enforcement knight.
And now, the way Ray looked at him had subtly changed.
The watchtower was over a hundred meters from the crow. Being able to see the Three-Eyed Crow at that distance already required exceptional vision.
Yet Leo had even seen the arrow he fired?
Ray sized him up, then pointed outside the window.
“See that building?”
Leo nodded. It was a tower-like structure over a hundred meters away.
“The person in that window—can you see them?”
Leo focused.
At that distance, he could only make out a vague figure moving.
But in the next moment—
Leo’s pupils contracted.
Hunting Moment activated.
The focused view rapidly magnified.
It felt as though he stood right outside the window.
Inside, a blonde maid was bare from the waist up, seemingly changing clothes.
Her upper body exposed, she tugged hard at the laces of her corset, trying to cinch her figure into an hourglass shape, her face flushed red with effort.
Leo was speechless. With the enhancement of Keen Senses, he had already noticed earlier that Ray’s gaze had been somewhat improper—
occasionally drifting toward the collar of the recording officer’s uniform.
He had thought Ray was observing her work.
Turns out—he was simply lecherous.
“A maid,” Leo answered truthfully.
Ray’s expression grew more serious. “How many rows of buttons?”
Leo knew he meant the corset. “Five rows, ten buttons.”
“What do the buttons look like?”
“Round, dark gold… with something engraved on them—looks like a face? I can’t see clearly.” At this level of detail, Leo’s vision had reached its limit.
His mental energy could no longer sustain it—he exited Hunting Moment.
“That’s a copper coin. It bears the image of the Father of Light.”
The two exchanged words like a coded dialogue, while the recording officer looked utterly confused.
Only when Leo said he couldn’t see clearly did Ray seem to relax slightly.
Then he walked over to Leo.
“Leo Laide, your archery may be lacking, but this visual talent…”
He trailed off, not finishing his sentence.
He hadn’t expected that this seemingly rough young man possessed such astonishing eyesight.
Even he himself couldn’t clearly see the buttons on that maid at this distance.
The only reason he knew they were coins—
was because that maid was his usual target for training his eyesight.
He had even gone closer before to confirm it.
Yet Leo had identified the face on the coin at a glance, from this distance, on his first try.
‘This kid’s eyesight is even better than mine. Keeping him as Eve’s Knight Attendant is a bit of a waste.
If he can break through to Mid-tier Knight and refine his archery…’
Thinking this, Ray shook his head.
Not everyone could reach that level. Sometimes, effort could only control a small part of one’s fate.
Outside the interrogation room, the recording officer had already brought his horse.
As he was thinking, Ray—who had been rather relaxed—suddenly leapt onto the horse.
Grabbing the reins, he quickly rode off in one direction, looking unexpectedly tense.
Because he had just seen—
from the distant street corner, Eve was striding toward him with an imposing presence.