Ron led Julia back to the house in the town.

"Is there someone else living here?" The first thing Julia noticed when she entered was the traces of someone sleeping on the floor.

"My former lover," Ron said naturally. "We're both cemetery keepers. But usually, neither she nor I live here. You can sleep on the bed directly."

Julia actually already knew about this. At that time, she was a bit puzzled as to why the manager of Innocent Town would arrange a guy who had had a partner for her. But when she saw Ron... Julia threw these questions to the back of her mind.

He was around twenty years old, with a handsome appearance that surpassed most nobles. And this was without Ron being well - groomed, his hair was messy, and he also had a strong physique, which was not common among mortals.

As for his character and moral character, these could be understood gradually. Even if they weren't outstanding, it could be barely acceptable. If his soul was interesting enough, it would be perfect.

As for his ex - lover... Julia had never worried about a commoner.

"Do you know about wandering knights?" she asked casually as she sat on the edge of the bed.

Ron sat in the position where Helen usually sat. "I've heard of them, but I don't know much."

Julia nodded with a calm expression on her face and shared the information she had gathered. "We are all knights who no longer swear allegiance to nobles. The reason I came to this town is simple - the semi - noble quota promised by your lord. I want to get it."

Ron looked into her eyes. "You want me to help you?"

She straightened her expression. "Yes. The werewolf who infiltrated your town this time is no ordinary character. Otherwise, Lady Elizabeth would have taken action long ago. And since he dared to show up here, it surely won't be easy to catch him in a few days. During this time, quite a few commoners in Innocent Town will surely die. If you're willing to help me, I can guarantee that you won't be killed by him. And when I get the semi - noble quota, you can at least become a knight."

Ron showed a worried look. "He will continue to kill?"

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Julia shook her head with a light smile. "That's a werewolf, the most cruel and terrifying monster on the Blood Plain. How could a few lives satisfy his desires? Before finding his true identity, you never know who is the servant of the Lord of Flesh and Blood."

That was true. He had also witnessed the atrocities of werewolves. On the Blood Plain, perhaps only the vampires could rival their cruelty.

"I agree," Ron replied. "And I owe you a favor anyway."

Finally... Prince left.

Since Ron met Julia, he had kept a slightly farther distance from Ron, but his tracking had become more intense. He almost didn't fall behind by half a step on the whole way. When they entered the house, Prince stayed at a moderate distance, patiently waiting for the situation to develop.

Until now.

Hearing Ron's answer, Julia smiled. "In that case, you can stay here with me. I'll talk to the knights in your town. You don't need to be a cemetery keeper anymore."

Ron nodded. "Okay, then what should we do?"

For now, Helen should be safe for the time being. She couldn't cause any interference to Julia's experience, so at least there was no need to worry about threats from this aspect.

Moreover, his current identity actually had certain advantages. To Julia, he was very "grateful" to her and was a commoner, so he had no motive to lie to her. And she was likely to confide in him some things that she couldn't discuss with other nobles.

If he could gradually gain her trust, it would only be a matter of time before he found her blood - energy - possessing brother. But he didn't think he was particularly good at pleasing others.

Julia asked tentatively, "Do you have any ideas of your own?"

Ron looked at her in confusion. "What ideas should I have?"

Julia secretly sighed. Well, she couldn't expect too much. Ron had already perfectly exceeded her standards in many aspects. It would be a bit too much to demand that he was also outstanding in character and ability. And being a bit naive was kind of cute too.

But Ron suddenly turned serious. "Miss Julia, I'm a commoner. I don't even have the right to take a look at Lawrence's house. Among all the things I've encountered in my life, not even one is related to this murder case. So I can't come up with ideas out of thin air. Could you tell me what kind of existence werewolves are, what their characteristics are, how to deal with them, and how we can identify them?"

How to deal with werewolves. This was what he really wanted to ask.

Julia didn't expect Ron to show such an expression, and a look of interest flashed in her eyes. She had some more expectations of him. "Good question. Werewolves are dangerous creatures. They usually look no different from commoners, but they can actively transform into monsters with fangs and claws. When they haven't transformed, ordinary weapons can kill them, but it's hard for us to tell their true identities in this state. And when they transform, they become extremely powerful, with astonishing strength and speed, and it's also very difficult to kill them with ordinary weapons."

As she said this, she took out a dagger from her waist. The shiny silver blade immediately attracted Ron's attention. "Only silver - made weapons can kill them. Wounds caused by normal blades have no harm to them. Without silverware, even blood nobles would find it difficult to deal with these monsters."

Ron remembered that the knights who escorted him used silver swords. He asked casually, "Can they harm nobles?"

Julia paused, then continued, "Yes, and that's one of the reasons why they're so dangerous."

She didn't explain in detail, but she wasn't on guard or surprised by his question either. As a blood noble, Julia could never have imagined that Ron would be so bold as to want to kill a vampire.

He nodded slightly. "Then we can go to Lawrence's house to have a look. Maybe there will be some clues there."

Julia rejected the idea. "No, I've already been there. We should first wait patiently for the werewolf to strike again. Those commoners didn't leave any useful information, but he can't hide his tracks forever."

In fact, Julia knew that Lawrence's death was just the beginning of the story. It was impossible for any important clues to appear so quickly. And she didn't come to Innocent Town to catch the werewolf. The werewolf incident was just a minor distraction on this journey. What she wanted was to briefly forget her identity and the troubles of reality here, and sink into the carefully arranged dream.

Ron paused for half a second. "Then let's wait patiently."