"Ron asked, "How are the things I asked you to do going?"

Helen, who had just returned to the cemetery, casually sat down in front of him. She was clearly much more comfortable than before, and an important reason for this was precisely the tasks Ron had given her.

The tasks Ron assigned to her were not simple and even posed some difficulties for her. However, she had completed them all, which made her feel needed.

"Lord Ron, I've almost found out. The only noble known to the townspeople here is Viscount Jonas, and there are about two hundred knights in the town.

"But I also discovered an interesting thing. A small number of knights are different from the others. They were knighted before the establishment of Innocent Town, and these knights hardly communicate with the others.

"I heard that three of the knights are of relatively important status: old Marcus, Maggie, and Nathan.

"Except that Nathan doesn't hide himself and I can find out that he has a relationship with Viscount Jonas, I have no information about the backgrounds of the other two knights, and it may be difficult to figure them out without help."

Helen paused and then said, "Besides, I seem to have caught some clues, but I haven't figured them out yet. I'm sorry. I haven't specialized in this kind of thing before. But if I stay a while longer, I'm sure I can summarize some important things."

Ron said, "There's no rush. There's still plenty of time.

"Have you found out anything about Elizabeth?"

Helen shook her head slightly and replied, "There's no valuable information. Although everyone in the town would say 'Praise the lady', when it comes to her specific situation, no one can provide any information. I even heard less about her than in my previous town.

"And I think we need to be cautious about this, my lord. What do you think?"

She looked at Ron with an inquiring look.

Ron said, "You decide."

At that time, one of the relatively unimportant reasons why he decided to come to Innocent Town was that Helen needed a stable food supply. But now the facts have proved that it was the right choice.

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Helen was really useful.

She was good at hiding her true emotions and collecting information. Most importantly, Helen was smart enough to clearly understand the interests around her, and she also had the courage to take risks.

In short, she was an ambitious person.

When he could really bring her enough benefits, she would definitely stand firmly behind him, and even be willing to risk death, because she was more eager for power than others.

Helen knew very well how insignificant the commoners without status and power were in this dangerous world.

"One last question. Have you found out?"

Helen shook her head slightly and said, "No."

Ron was asking about the weaknesses of the blood clan.

Although the information database only said that sunlight could offset their self-healing ability, it didn't mean that vampires couldn't be killed or defeated. There must be a way to restrain them.

Besides, he was also thinking about how to deal with these undead monsters.

He could try to control these vampires, but he didn't have the right means, and he didn't know how strong the restraints the vampires could resist.

Creak, creak...

The sound of the iron gate being pushed came from outside the cemetery.

Ron and Helen looked at each other and then got up and walked out of the house one after another.

As soon as he went out, he saw a boy about ten years old carefully pushing the iron gate. When he saw Ron coming out of the cemetery keeper's hut, he was obviously a little flustered, but then he seemed to confirm something and gradually calmed down.

"Brother Ron!" The boy smiled at the woman behind Ron.

Helen said in a low voice, "He is Jack, the tavern waiter. I often saw him when I was inquiring about information..."

Helen hesitated for a moment and finally decided to say, "He has a kind heart, but he is a bit naive."

The boy trotted up to Ron, looked at him curiously, and then asked Helen, "Sister, is this your lover?"

Ron turned his head slightly and looked at Helen in surprise.

She blinked innocently and said, "Except for this identity, it's hard to convince others. And I can't hide when inquiring about information. False information is actually better than saying nothing."

Helen's voice was so low that it almost escaped Ron's enhanced hearing.

She was right. In fact, what surprised him was that this statement sacrificed Helen's own interests. After all, emphasizing her importance to him might lead the vampires to misjudge Helen's importance to him.

Ron looked down at the boy and said gently, "What's the matter?"

The boy's remaining restraint completely disappeared. "Brother, can I go to pay my respects to my mother?"

Ron stepped aside and said, "Of course."

Jack showed a sincere smile at Ron, put his hand into his clothes, and said to them, "Thank you, brother and sister."

Ron also smiled back, then took two steps back, not looking directly at the boy, but keeping his peripheral vision on him.

The boy put his hand into his trouser belt, took out a brightly colored piece of paper, folded it a few times. It was a bit crooked, but generally it looked nice.

He slowly walked to a tombstone, knelt down and buried his origami in the soil, saying something in a low voice. Ron restrained his hearing when he saw this.

And it was at this time that he suddenly noticed that Helen was staring at him blankly.

"What's wrong?" Ron asked in confusion.

Helen quickly shook her head. "Nothing. I'm sorry, Lord Ron. I just lost my concentration."

Before today, she had never seen Ron really smile.

Since she found Ron, he had always shown firmness, rationality, depth, and unquestionable strength. But at that moment, when she looked at Ron, she was fascinated.

There was a strange charm when he smiled.

Ron put away his smile. "You said he is a kind child."

Helen also nodded normally. "Yes, but actually I don't know about his mother's situation. Jack is usually cheerful and seldom mentions his personal situation. This is also a good thing for him."

The boy finally stood up, suppressed all the emotions he had just shown, and walked back to Ron and Helen with a firm look. "Thank you for taking care of my mother."

Ron looked at him and said, "It's okay."

The boy smiled again. "If you come to the tavern, brother, I can pour you more wine."

Then the boy waved to them and turned to leave.

Helen looked at his leaving figure and sighed. "He is really lucky. I have never seen a child who can remain optimistic in such a situation outside Innocent Town. Most of them died early."

Ron didn't say anything.