Chapter 18 – House of 20 Corpses (8)
In fact, it didn’t concern me whether one of the drunkards was framed or whether he really committed murder. The issue in this case is that someone is trying to deceive me, the lord. If I am deceived here, I will be framed in a more bold and provocative way next time, and if this is repeated, I will have no choice but to fall into another cycle of pain.
How to pull out the roots when there is a hint. I needed to clean up this case. If I go back to this awkward state of suspicion, I’m sure I won’t be able to sleep well at night.
Name: Henry
Occupation: drunkard
Level: 8
Stat
Strength: 3
Dexterity: 4
Intelligence: 3
Luck: 2
Characteristic
Muscle abnormalities
As a result of the injury, there are abnormalities in the muscles.
Strength and Agility stats are penalized and weapons cannot be used properly.
First of all, this Henry could be a scumbag beating his wife, but he was not the culprit in this case. It’s hard to kill people when your stats are shit like this. Even if Henry’s wife had a consumptive disease and had a slender stamina that could be easily beaten, it would have been a natural death if she had died from such an asshole.
I ordered the body to be released to the guards. When the guard removed the mat, he saw Henry’s wife who had collapsed.
She was quite pretty. Although it seems that she did not have eyes for choosing a husband.
And the back of his head was very shattered. I involuntarily squinted my eyes, Henry turned his head at the horror, and his head was smashed to such an extent that the people in the crowd shouted, ‘Eh-gu-gu’ one by one. If the back of his head had been smashed to this extent, he would have been dead by the time he found it.
I looked around. Some of the nuns and Sieri could be seen from the church as well. I told the guard who first saw the incident.
“Guard. How was the body at the time of the incident?”
“I was lying down.”
“Lie down and show me how you fell.”
The guard hesitated for a moment, then when I urged him with a nod of his head, he lay down on the floor and imitated the position in which the corpse had been lying. He was lying on his stomach, with his hands and legs stretched out. I asked.
“Was the body facing Henry?”
“No. The body was lying on its back against Henry.”
The guard rose again and said.
“Where is the club used as a weapon?”
“Here it is.”
A guard brought a club that he had stored aside in the back of his. I thought it looked like an oak stick, but it was a hard stick made of iron. If you hit the back of the head with something like this, you will surely die. The grip feels great in the hand and the weight is just right. The problem was this. How can that man with tremor slap his head so neatly?
I bit the guard and ripped off the corpse’s coat. It was felt that the guards and villagers were taken aback by the sudden action. Although there were bruises on his back, there were no marks as if he had been hit with a metal stick. If you accidentally killed someone while hitting them, you should also have scars on your body. There were no wounds on the arm or upper body from being hit with a stick.
If I hit another place with enough power to hit my head, I would have broken somewhere and the flesh would have burst at all. Judging by the state of the corpse, Henry suddenly passed out after hitting his head a few times. Isn’t it too strange?
Rather, it was more credible that someone else had killed Mrs. Henry and put a club in Henry’s hand his.
“It’s strange.”
“Why is that?”
“It’s too neat.”
“Yes?”
“Henry can’t swing his arm properly, so how did you hit him on the head with such a neat skill? Guard, you know that if you wield a weapon with your free hand, your power won’t come out.”
“That…”
“Besides, guard, according to your testimony, the victim did not rebel.”
The condition of the body was also strange. He was lying too straight to have tried to escape. As if you didn’t expect someone to hit you in the back of the head.
“You didn’t get knocked down while trying to run away, did you?”
“Where is Henry’s house?”
I decided to just take the guard and head to Henry’s house. Henry’s house was quite tidy. When I asked the guard if he had cleaned it, he replied that he hadn’t touched any other items. He also said that he was in this condition when he came to the scene yesterday.
“Where was Henry’s wife lying?”
“This way.”
The guard pointed to the kitchen. There was only one small window, and there was nowhere else to escape. I asked again.
“Where was Henry?”
“It was on this side.”
He pointed to the bedroom door, across from the kitchen. He said that Henry was lying leaning against the doorway. It was too unnatural to run away. He was shot in the back of the head and died. I looked around and noticed something odd. A teacup was on the table. And one chair at the table was slightly out of place.
Coincidentally, the table was located somewhere between Henry and his wife. And a kettle was rolling on the floor. If Henry always hit his wife after drinking, her wife would tell Henry
I wouldn’t have been making tea. However, the teacup and kettle showed that Henry’s wife was serving her tea just before she died.
This meant that there was a third party on site.
Returning to the courtroom, I found John.
“I heard someone named John reported it first, where is he?”
On the witness stand, John raised his hand. He looked quite tired, as if he had been harassed by the guards since yesterday.
“The man seems dead, so he said he called the guards.”
“Yes, it is.”
“Did you hear screams from Henry’s house as usual?”
“Yeah… After drinking, I always heard screaming and crying in the house.”
“Then there was a scream as usual, so why did you think someone died in Henry’s house?”
“The scream that day was a bit different from usual. That… Doesn’t the lord know that it’s an ominous premonition?”
“So you called the guards.”
“Yes, it is.”
“Why didn’t you go to the house when you heard the screams? If Henry had hit his wife normally, wouldn’t he have been able to check the scene?”
“I was too embarrassed to think about it.”
“Did anyone else hear the screams?”
I called the witnesses. Henry’s house was on the corner of town. The witnesses all looked at each other but did not raise their hands. I asked John again.
“You were the only one who heard the screams and reported them. Henry’s house was on the corner of town. What were you doing there then?”
“Are you doubting me?”
“I’m asking a question with the authority of the lord, so why are you answering me?”
I must catch this fucking baby later and kill it.
“Oh, no. Sorry.”
“Answer me. What were you doing then?”
“I was just taking a walk.”
“What time was it then?”
“It was about midnight.”
The guard answered. Even here, midnight was late. I asked John.
“A midnight walk?”
“I couldn’t sleep.”
I couldn’t sleep, so I walked around, but I didn’t have anything to say. There was no curfew in the manor. But I was very suspicious of John. Every action of this bastard was so unnatural.
If you’re like me, even if you take a walk at midnight, you won’t go near the house of a drunken wife-beater. There was circumstantial evidence that a third person was in the house, and John’s behavior was also suspicious, but there was no physical evidence.
I had nothing to say to John, I kept looking at him. I felt a sense of uneasiness in him. I looked at him intently, thinking that there was something out of place, and I was able to figure out what it was.
This bastard came to the guards last night while taking a walk and was held captive all day, but his clothes were so neat. Even a guy going on a blind date wouldn’t dress neatly like that. He couldn’t go out dressed like that to go out at night.
“Guards.”
“Your lord.”
“Let’s go to John’s house right now.”
A look of bewilderment was visibly visible on John’s face. I told the guards to hold John and ran to his house. If my predictions are correct, there must be conclusive evidence in the house.
And the house had evidence. When the guard and I opened the door, we were greeted by clothes piled up in a basin in the corner. These clothes, splattered with blood as if sprayed on them, were not to be left out of John’s house.
I took the clothes and reappeared as the judge. John’s face was already white.
“I’ll give you a chance to explain.”
I showed the bloodstained clothes all the way to the witnesses and the guards. John fell to his knees and trembled before opening his mouth.
“I was very, very angry.”
I looked at John.
“How did you end up with a guy like that… I liked you first… I liked you first!”
“Why did you kill him?”
“I knew that Henry was drunk yesterday. So, after making sure Henry was asleep, I went to Julia. Julia said she was happy to see me, my childhood friend, and made tea for me. So I said, Leave Henry and come live with me anyway. You can’t earn money, and I want you to stop that rude person who beats you up every day.”
This cub Listening to it, it was dirty NTR.
“But Julia turned me down! She abandoned me because of that worm-like bastard! The back of my head that turned me around was so pissed off that I couldn’t even stop…!”
“Take it with you.”
It was still thick, so I planned to kill it for sure. NTR attempts are not forgiven. People were buzzing at the unexpected ending.
Perhaps John would have killed his wife his, changed clothes at home, and rushed to the guards. He must have known he would arrest Henry right away since there was a lot of evidence that Henry was the culprit. He would not have known that he would be held until the next day on the pretext that he himself had to participate in the trial.
I looked at Henry. He had a face stained with half the grief that his wife had died and a feeling of betrayal towards John.
“Keep your head up Henry.”
“Hey, lord.”
“Your trial is not over yet.”
Both the guards and the people started buzzing again. They said that they would play a gyeong if they put in noise, but it was the atmosphere I wanted, so I decided to leave it alone.
“The sin of wasting your life and not cherishing your precious wife is heavy.”
“Lord…”
Henry wept.
“I sentence you. From this time on, Henry swear to me that I will stop drinking and find a new job. John committed the sin, but your sin is not light either. Please repent and repent of the evil you have done to your wife. Do it.”
“Lord…!”
I shook my head and said.
“That is all.”
What should I do for Sieri when I go back?
