Sylvia's POV:
Before heading to town, I went to a shop in the suburb and bought a cloak with a hood. I wanted to hide myself as much as possible.
There were many soldiers at the gate of the city, and everyone who entered the city had to undergo an interrogation.
If I went straight to the gate, I might be caught on the spot. I tightened my hood and looked around vigilantly.
Today was market day, so most werewolves who entered the city were pushing a cart.
I observed for a while before I chose the most inconspicuous cart and hid in it.
I wasn't surprised to know that the soldiers were searching for Rufus and me everywhere in the city.
I hid in a bucket full of hay and heard the loud noises of the soldiers outside.
When the cart I was in was stopped, I quietly moved the bucket lid a little bit. After making sure that no one noticed me, I jumped out and quickly ran into an alley.
I deftly avoided the patrolling soldiers and managed to sneak into a pharmacy.
Fortunately, no one else was in the pharmacy except an old doctor who was reorganizing the herb cabinets. The smell of various kinds of herbs were mixed together, creating a strange herbal fragrance.
"Doctor, if a patient is in a coma, what medicine can he take?" I immediately asked when I stepped forward.
"No. The boy's dead body was found in the dense forest in the suburb, near the swamp. It was too awful. The boy's body seemed to be torn apart by a beast. Nothing was left intact. It's said that even the bones of his hand were broken into pieces," the old doctor said indignantly. "Prince Rufus was too cruel. That boy was the one who offered him flowers earlier. The boy's only mistake was throwing a rotten egg at him. But he killed the poor little boy so brutally."
Everything the old doctor said made me more and more suspicious.
If the boy's body was found near the swamp, it shouldn't be Rufus. He had absolutely no reason to be there. As far as I could remember, I didn't see any moon grass along the way leading to the swamp. Rufus was actually attracted by the moon grass all the way to the manor in the suburb. It was impossible for him to pass by the swamp.
"At the moment, the boy's family is crying and protesting at the gate of the palace. If they don't get an explanation, they will all hang themselves at the gate of the city." The old doctor seemed to have never heard of such a thing before. He sighed again. "What on earth is going on with Prince Rufus? Has he really become a monster?" "How can you be so sure that it was Prince Rufus who killed the boy?" I asked him, pretending to be curious.
"Of course, there are witnesses."
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