The first rays of the morning sun shone through the window into the guest room of the tavern and onto Timus' face. It was as if this gentle ray of sunlight had caused some stimulation, or perhaps it was just the effect of his biological clock.

Timus opened his eyes.

"Emm, today is another beautiful day." Timus slowly sat up from the bed and stretched. Oddly, he realized that the streets outside were different from yesterday morning. It was bustling with noise.

"What's happening? Could there be a celebration?" Timus muttered to himself. He gently pushed open the window and poked his head out, and wanted to know if there was something good happening outside.

If that was the case, he would definitely find a bunch of people to drink with him. As he thought about this, Timus could not help but lick his lips and listen carefully.

However, when he heard this, his expression gradually changed.

"Did you hear? The Princess died last night!"

"The princess died? ! Which Princess?"

"Her Majesty, Princess Veronica!"

Hearing this, Timus' expression became a little surprised. He did not expect that the female thief, Crow, would be so efficient. She had just agreed to do it yesterday, but she had already done it at night?

Timus did not expect that this matter would end in his sleep.

"It seems that there won't be any celebration today." Timus curled his lips downward. He had thought that they could have a few drinks and have some fun. Who would have thought that something like this would happen?

It looked like the entire elven territory would have to ban alcohol for the next period of time.

This was how it was on this continent. However, when a member of the royal family of a certain race died, the entire territory was not allowed to have activities like drinking alcohol.

It was said that they had to mourn for the dead. This kind of rule was simply torture for Timus. 

"Looks like I have to discuss with F*ck and quickly leave this damned place." Just as he mumbled and prepared to withdraw his head from the window, he heard other discussions.

"I heard that the person who killed the princess last night has been found. It's a human!"

"What? A human actually barged into our elven territory and killed someone? And it was the princess? This is simply insane!"

"It's too scary. I heard that the human man was very arrogant. He even used blood to write a message in the room where the princess died! Her Majesty the Queen said that she would execute him in front of everyone today!"

"Then let's hurry up and go take a look. If we're late, there won't be a suitable spot!"

"Go, go, go."

Hearing these words, Timus was slightly stunned. His expression was a little stunned.

What did he mean? Crow was caught? 

Wait, that's not right!

Was the Crow not an elf? 

Why did they say, human man? Was it a mistake? Or did Crow give the job to someone else?

Timus was confused, but he decided not to think too much about it. Anyway, the princess was dead. If the killer was caught, so be it. It had nothing to do with him. 

With this thought in mind, Timus slowly got out of bed, poured some water into the water tank, and comfortably finished washing up.

The cool water in the water tank only managed to wash away the dirt on Timus' face, but it did not wash away his sleepiness and fatigue.

Timus still felt a little sleepy and could not help but yawn. "Ok, ok, hurry up and wake up F*ck to leave this place."

"After all, the princess is dead. If we don't leave soon, the city might be under martial law.

"It might be quite troublesome if we want to leave then."

Timus muttered as he pushed open the door and walked to the room next door. In his head, his master should still be lying on the bed sound asleep, but when Timus found the door of the next room open, he was a little surprised.

When he arrived at the door of the room, the surprise turned into bewilderment.

There was no one in the room!

Not only that, but there was also a cut hood on the floor, as well as messy footprints. While he was shocked, the words he heard by the window flashed through Timus' mind.

The person who killed the princess last night has been found. It's a human!

Insane!

That human man was very arrogant. He even left a message with blood in the room where the princess died!

Gradually, Timus's eyes widened. This information helped Timus with a deduction. These words... seemed to be describing. F*k!

The person who was caught yesterday was his teacher! Knowing this, Timus was shocked, completely awake, and he even shivered.

He was stunned for a moment, then rushed back to his room, took out a black cloak that had fallen to the ground from the shock, and quickly put it on his body.

He had to go and save his teacher quickly. If he was too late, it would be too late. At the same time, he had to put on a good disguise. Otherwise, even if he saved his teacher, it would be difficult for them to escape.

After he quickly wrapped himself in his cloak, Timus carried the stone sword on his back, picked up the Umbrella of Meredith, and rushed downstairs.

The guest rooms of the tavern were all on the second floor, while the first floor was already open for business.

No one knew why the tavern was open so early in the morning, but that was what he needed. However, when Timus came to the first floor of the tavern, the tavern owner was yawning.

Yesterday's interrogation had made him unable to sleep well, and he still felt sleepy.

Of course, even though he was sleepy, he could still clearly hear the sound of footsteps that made their way down the stairs.

He turned around and saw the guy in the black cloak again.

The tavern owner subconsciously greeted him, "Good morning."

It was this greeting that made Timus stop in his tracks. He turned to look at the tavern owner and did not say a word. Noticing the change in Timus, the tavern owner was completely shocked awake.

Only now did he realize that this guy seemed to be the accomplice of the murderer who killed the Princess last night! The tavern owner could not help but swallow his saliva. His legs, which were hidden behind the bar counter, could not help trembled with the information he had in his head.

Timus, on the other hand, hesitated for a moment before he rushed upstairs again. When the tavern owner saw that Timus had gone back, he heaved a sigh of relief.

The next moment, he heard some tearing sounds that came from upstairs. Obviously, someone seemed to be destroying his property upstairs, but the tavern owner did not dare to cause trouble at all. He chose to pretend that he did not know anything.

Upstairs, Timus had torn apart the bedsheets. He realized that the cloak he wore did not have any camouflage effect at all. Everyone could still recognize him.

After all, in this city, only he and Mike would dress like this.

He had to change his disguise!

After a lot of effort, Timus tore the bedsheets into two pieces of cloth, one big and one small.

The small one covered his face, and the big one wrapped around his body.

"This way, no one will be able to recognize me!"

Timus looked at himself in the mirror, wore a pink mask, and nodded in satisfaction.

Let's go, let's save F*ck!