Rebirth of the Wolf King

The bright moon hung high in the night sky, inside the opulent room. The wide-open window and door blew in a cold wind, making the oil lamp on the table flicker brightly and dimly. Beside the overturned chair lay an aristocratic young man dressed in gorgeous clothes. At this moment, his delicate face appeared pale and colorless, his eyes were tightly closed, and his lips were purple. A sharp arrow was even shot into his chest in a dignified manner, pointing straight to his heart. "Cough ...." Suddenly, the youth woke up with a violent fit of coughing. He opened his eyes and looked around blankly, only to realize that it was no longer the environment he was familiar with. "Where is this?" "Aren't I in a detective agency? Hiss ....." Spewing memories appeared in his mind like a tidal wave. Kane Gerard was the name of this body. As a baron who had just inherited the title, he could have had a great time, but on this very night, the sudden assassination ended his life. And it was then that Su Ming, who came from the Blue Star, inherited his body. To say it is also unlucky, Su Ming, just in his own detective agency, simply took a nap, and did not expect to wake up at the crossing. Shaking well to stand up, but a pain came from his chest, Su Ming then remembered that he still had a sharp arrow stuck in his body. "Damn, I unexpectedly forgot that there was this." Looking at the sharp arrow that hadn't entered his chest, Su Ming didn't know what to do, but the increasingly intense pain was warning him that he either had to pull out the sharp arrow or keep on hurting. After agonizing for a moment, Su Ming took a deep breath, endured the pain that was stabbing his heart, gripped the tail of the arrow, and pulled out the sharp arrow. Immediately afterward, golden-red blood gushed out following the arrow, and Su Ming herself fell to her knees. Unspeakable pain appeared in his body, as if from the moment he pulled out the arrow, Su Ming's own strength drained away along with the blood. Covering his chest that was constantly bleeding, Su Ming slowly changed from kneeling to falling, and finally lost the strength to support himself and completely collapsed, and everything in front of his eyes became sleepy and hazy. But his will to survive constantly reminded him that he couldn't just fall asleep. Perhaps the gods were also impressed by him. Under his strong will, the eyelids, which were already spinning, gradually opened, and an inexplicable sense of comfort surged from the heart and to the whole body. No longer feeling the pain, Su Ming, in this sense of comfort, relaxed her spirit, and gradually fell asleep. ........ Early morning. When the bright sunlight shone into the room, there was a knock on the door. "Knock knock knock." "Baron Kane-sama." Su Ming, no, I should say Kane, who had maintained last night's position and collapsed on the floor, opened his eyes once again. He struggled to get up from the floor and wiped his somewhat wet cheeks, only to realize that his entire body had been covered in blood. But what made Kane feel strange was that his own blood was mixed with a slight golden color, and the blood that should have dried up or solidified long ago was now dripping down from his body like running water. Suddenly, as if he thought of something, Kane ripped off his tattered shirt. After looking at his chest, he revealed an expression of "I knew it was so". The bloody hole left by pulling out the sharp arrow earlier had long since healed, leaving only a hideous scar. This body of his own was afraid that something had changed last night. Kane clearly knew that even if he remembered himself with the strength of a first-order beginner, there was no way he would be able to do that. Looking at the large puddle of blood on the floor, Kane shook his head again with a self-deprecating smile. That's right, the person who can leave this blood on the floor and still be fine should not be any normal person long ago. At this time, the voice of inquiry once again came from outside the door. "Lord Baron Kane?" Hearing this familiar voice, Kane knew the identity of the person outside the door. It was his own personal manservant, En Qin. As a servant who grew up with Kane, he was deeply trusted by himself. When it was still unknown whether the assassin came from outside or inside the fort, Enqin was the person he trusted the most. Immediately, Kane pulled open the door and pulled Enchin into the room. "Lord Kane, what happened to you?" Looking at Kane, whose entire body was stained with blood, Enqin asked anxiously. Kane patted Enqin's shoulder, signaling him to calm down before saying, "Enqin, I'm fine, there's no need to ask more about this matter, you clean up this place first and remember to leave the arrows behind." Seeing that Kane was unwilling to say more, Enqin suppressed the doubts in his heart and began to clean up. On the other hand, Kane, who had finished ordering things, went to the bathroom alone to get cleaned up. After rewashing and dressing up, Kane walked out of the room and went to the dining room under the guidance of another maid. After he was seated, the servants waiting at the side began to serve breakfast, and the butler, Jess, also came in at this time. In the original owner's memories, this Jace butler was an old man who had been assisting the family since the last generation of barons, and his experience could be described as very old-fashioned. "Lord Kane, the warm red wine from Pissburg has been prepared for you. Should I serve it now?" "Serve it, Jace." "As you wish, Lord Kane." Jace took the red wine from the servant and slowly poured it into Kane's glass. During this time, Kane also looked up at everyone's demeanor, but it was business as usual for both Jace and the others. It looked like they didn't know about their assassination. Did the murderer come from outside the fort? ....... After breakfast, Kane followed his original body's habit and went to the training ground outside the castle to start his daily morning practice. Wielding the longsword in his hand, Kane absentmindedly slashed at the training dummies. While trying to maintain his original body's daily routine, Kane kept thinking about whom, exactly, was going to stab himself at this juncture. Was it Jace? Obviously not, as the castle's butler, he had no reason to want to assassinate himself. Could it be Marcus then? A robust and steady figure came to Kane's mind, but then he shook his head. Like a knight on his own family's register, the other party would not make such an unwise choice. It would also categorically not be Catherine. She was a transcendent raised by her own family just like Marcus, and once they themselves fell, they themselves would be greatly affected. Putting down the longsword in his hand and receiving the towel handed to him by his servant, Kane wiped the sweat from his forehead and continued to think that, excluding all the candidates within the castle, that could only be an assassination from the outside world. The morning exercise quickly came to an end, and Kane once again returned to his studies. At this time, the study had been cleaned by Enqin, who stood aside and handed Kane the murder weapon, the arrow. Receiving the arrow, Kane instructed, "Enqin, remember not to spread what happened in the room." Enqin nodded, "Yes, I know, Lord Kane." Then, he consciously exited the study. After the other party closed the door of the room behind him, Kane picked up the arrow and scrutinized it. There was a protruding part at the tail end of the arrow, while the feather that should have been at the tail end was on top of this part. This was a typical crossbow deconstruction. At the same time, the crossbow style was also a common broadside, it was obvious that the murderer of the assassination didn't want people to notice his identity. Putting down the arrow, Kane went to the window, assuming that his earlier reasoning was true, then the murderer had most likely entered the room from outside. The windows of the study appeared to be very clean, thanks to the servants who came to clean them daily, but at the bottom of the window Kane still found something a little suspicious. Looking up and down, the majestic stone walls held up the entire castle, but some way below the window, Kane noticed that one or two of the stone bricks looked a little different. They were both missing a piece of the side footing, and the missing spot was right on either side of the window. If it wasn't for Kane's profession in his previous life, this tiny detail would have never been noticed by a normal person. Sure enough, just as he thought, the murderer had come in from the outdoors. Then the murderer who was able to evade the many inspections outside the fortress and easily climbed up the city wall to assassinate himself must be a Transcendent, even at a higher rank than himself. This gave Kane a bit of a slight headache. Transcendents all have their own unique powers, and are far from an existence that ordinary soldiers can resist. Moreover, the other party was in the dark, and he was in the light. Once he realized that he was still alive, he would definitely come to assassinate him again. Kane had to make a plan before the other party assassinated him.