I Am Also An Extraordinary Creature
Chapter 50 - 48 Another Person Died_1

Chapter 50: Chapter 48 Another Person Died_1

"This is just an effect depicted in movies. When it really comes down to it, it’s all about the face," Zheng Yichen said, sharing his thoughts. "Think about it, if you were an ordinary person and a beautiful, capable witch took a liking to you, there’d basically be no reason to refuse..."

In fact, anyone with a relatively normal mind would hardly refuse and wouldn’t really have the ability to do so either. But that’s the movies for you. If no one refused, if a beautiful witch came knocking and you simply nodded and agreed, then what’s the point of making a movie?

Err, it’s not that the story couldn’t continue. It would simply mean that after the witch declares, ’I’ve come to join you,’ a new enemy who hunts witches would emerge, and the male lead would struggle side by side with the witch to fight off this witch hunter.

Either the hunter gets defeated in the end, or the witch hunter gets convinced and turns a blind eye, just letting the matter slide.

"That sounds superficial," Katrina said, slightly opening her mouth. She found Zheng Yichen’s answer quite incredulous, or perhaps it was just a bit beyond the understanding of this era. In this age, most people would keep their distance from witches with a sense of respect and caution.

Looks? To most, beauty associated with a witch is considered ominous and evil; looks aren’t that influential. In fact, a high level of attractiveness may even make people think that it’s a weapon witches use specifically to seduce the ignorant.

"That’s only how it sounds. People, most of the time, will proactively choose options that are beneficial to themselves. Take the Headless Knight, for instance; perhaps he had a special story during his lifetime. But now that he’s killing innocents, there’s nothing left to discuss," Zheng Yichen replied.

As a standard modern person, his views on witches, demons, monsters, and the like aren’t overly prejudiced. More often, his values follow his senses, especially when the other party shows goodwill towards him, which made it even less of an unacceptable situation.

"The banquet over there is about to end. You should head back, or your father might come looking for me with a gun," he said.

Katrina glanced towards the house where the banquet was being held. People were starting to leave, and she hurriedly stood up to smooth out the creases in her dress from sitting for too long, rushing back: "I should get going. See you tomorrow."

The girl ran back, and Zheng Yichen, without having found a suitable place to stay, decided to avoid the mayor’s residence; there was something off about the mayor’s wife.

The night wasn’t too cold anyway. He figured he could make do somewhere, get by for one night without much trouble, plus nighttime provided a good opportunity to be on the move.

He ventured alone into the forest, where the night was shrouded in mist. This mist wasn’t the kind that heralded strange phenomena.

Watching Zheng Yichen disappear into the woodland, a man from the town hesitated, not daring to follow him into the fog.

After he left, Zheng Yichen reappeared: "What the heck... Surely no one really wants to kill for loot, right?"

He had faced a burglary the previous night. The thief’s technique was crude and hadn’t managed to actually steal anything; the noise they made had awakened him. And now, just by walking at night, he was being targeted again?

The likelihood of him being targeted wasn’t low. Knowing how to use the contents of his backpack could make it a treasure in this era, and that didn’t even include the emergency medicines, which in this time could be considered miraculous cures.

Zheng Yichen wandered the forest for two hours without finding anything, deciding to treat it as his evening exercise.

Finding nothing of interest, he returned to the town and settled down on a haystack for the night. His backpack contained a compact tent, but it was vacuum-packed—once opened, it wouldn’t pack away as neatly again, so he opted not to use it unless necessary.

What he faced now was transmigration, not a nighttime adventure.

The next day, before the townspeople started their work, Zheng Yichen woke early and washed his face by the riverside. Faint traces of blood floated down from upstream??

Zheng Yichen observed the bloody traces with a grave expression in his eyes. After shaking the water off his hands, he followed the upstream current and found a headless body caught between the rocks. The clothes on the body made him take the situation seriously.

They were the same clothes worn by the person who had followed him last night.

And that person was now dead here?

Looking at the body, Zheng Yichen felt an urge to destroy the evidence because he thought keeping it would be troublesome, especially given the circumstances... right?

"I found the body. Do any of you have questions?" Zheng Yichen said to the surrounding crowd in the town, where those gathered were of some standing, judging from their attire, different from the ordinary townsfolk.

"It’s Brom, yes, Brom. He was wearing these clothes at last night’s banquet!" A middle-aged man affirmed, looking at the headless body.

"I don’t know him," Zheng Yichen said. Identifying the victim held no significance to him. He wasn’t a detective who had to investigate this or that. His aim was simple—to find the Headless Knight, take down that Knight, and then take his handsome sword.

However, it seemed the perpetrator had avoided him. What was he playing at? Taking on ordinary people instead of challenging him? He was itching for a fight and could handle it!

At that moment, the older villagers looking at Zheng Yichen cast expressions of suspicion as if he were the murder suspect.

"...Speak your mind; don’t look at me with that expression!" Zheng Yichen was annoyed. His goal was pure and innocent, just to get his hands on the Headless Knight’s handsome sword, and then... devour it!

Now, for some reason, he was being associated with other matters. What was this all about!

"Cough, Brom was one of Katrina van Tassel’s suitors," the town mayor interjected with a cough.

Katrina, being one of the young and beautiful girls in town, naturally had many suitors. But nothing had happened to those suitors before. Now, however, Brom had died shortly after Zheng Yichen’s arrival in the town, and Katrina had been seen with him frequently in recent days.

This inevitably led them to speculate.

"That’s your reason? His death has nothing to do with me," Zheng Yichen commented, glancing at the neck of the corpse, where there were still signs of charring.

"And people have seen you holding items associated with witchcraft that imprisoned innocent souls."

"Such a cliché," thought Zheng Yichen, who hadn’t expected such accusations to be made. He felt irritated by the melodramatic turn of events, as well as extremely frustrated. An explanation, he thought, would be lost on these old fools who wouldn’t know what a cellphone was.

Without an explanation, their suspicious glances would only grow stronger over time. No matter how much he explained, once they harbored doubts, words were useless unless he used force to make them believe... With that in mind, he decided not to offer an explanation.