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Agamemnon took out the exquisite scroll from his backpack, which was not just a contract, but a symbol of promise and responsibility. The words on the scroll were clear and solemn, stating that Agamemnon would carry out the tasks assigned by the client to the best of his ability. The contract also explicitly stated that any compensation would be determined by mutual agreement. While this contract seemed ordinary, it was a lifeline for the townspeople.
Mayor Eldrick carefully read every word on the scroll, his brow furrowing and relaxing at times, showing his serious consideration of the importance of this contract. After ensuring that there were no omissions, he picked up a pen and signed his name on the scroll. This was not just a signature, but a commitment and decision.
After handing the signed scroll to Agamemnon, the mayor's eyes revealed a hint of anticipation and concern. Agamemnon took the scroll, carefully inspected the mayor's signature and the date, confirmed it was correct, and then returned it to his backpack with precise and professional movements.
Then, Agamemnon turned towards the back door, his eyes showing determination as he gazed into the distant Shadowy Forest shrouded in darkness, an unknown and dangerous area. He turned back to Sheriff William and said, "We had better act quickly. Time is not on our side. Sheriff William, are you ready?"
Sheriff William still had a look of dissatisfaction on his face as he walked from the front door to the back door, his steps seeming somewhat heavy. Mayor Eldrick gently grabbed his shoulder and said in a low voice, "William, please calm down and take care of yourself. We all rely on you."
The sheriff nodded, his expression still showing some dissatisfaction, but his eyes also revealed a hint of determination. He walked over to Agamemnon's side, not saying a word, but his resolute gaze already conveyed his determination.
At this moment, the relationship between Agamemnon, Sheriff William, and Mayor Eldrick seems to have reached a certain tacit understanding, as they stand together for a common goal.
The night outside appears particularly gloomy, with only faint moonlight flickering in the darkness. Sheriff William stands at the door, his eyes revealing a mix of tension from the case, fear of the unknown, and wariness of Agamemnon, this Half Blood. He can't help but feel a sense of unease, as the night seems to become even more profound and terrifying at this moment. In this pitch-black night, the high-hanging moon seems to be the only bright spot, casting a faint glow.
Agamemnon walked decisively to the vicinity of the stream, crouching down to carefully observe the surroundings. He lowered his head to sniff the ground, as if searching for some clues. Sheriff William followed behind him, wearing an obvious expression of impatience: "The trail completely disappears here, as if it vanished."
Agamemnon nodded slowly and replied, "Indeed, that's how it appears to ordinary people. But for us Half Blood, these tracks cannot disappear so easily." With that, he stood up and continued tracking by walking across the stream.
Sheriff William followed closely, although curious about Agamemnon's abilities, he still maintained a high level of vigilance. They crossed the stream, stepping on the damp riverbed, and proceeded cautiously.
In this silent night, there were only the sounds of the two men's footsteps and the flowing water of the stream. The Shadowy Forest illuminated by moonlight appeared even more mysterious and unpredictable, as they gradually ventured deeper into this unknown territory. William's heart was filled with unease, while also reminding himself to stay alert at all times, ready to face potential danger.
Agamemnon's pace was steady and swift, his tall figure standing out prominently in the night. Each step seemed to carry a sense of confidence and purpose, forcing Sheriff William to quicken his pace to keep up. The sheriff, trailing behind, felt a hint of displeasure, secretly speculating whether the Half Blood was intentionally speeding up.
As they approached the Shadowy Forest, the surrounding atmosphere grew increasingly eerie and desolate. Moonlight filtered through sparse branches, casting mottled shadows on the ground, adding to the overall sinister scene. Sheriff William followed Agamemnon with a sense of doubt, unsure if the Half Blood had truly found the trail of the Blood Demon.
The impatient emotion drove him to ask loudly, "Hey! Have you really found that Blood Demon? Or are you just planning to take us for a walk in the forest?"
Agamemnon did not turn around, his pace steady, but his voice came through clearly: "The Blood Demon will have different characteristics based on its level. The one we are tracking should be of the highest level. As far as I know, High-level blood demons not only possess intelligence and shape-shifting abilities, but also have the ability to fly short distances. From its behavior, it seems to be actively evading pursuit, indicating that it likely has urgent matters to attend to."
William's face showed a hint of disbelief after hearing these words, and he responded sarcastically, "Oh? Is that so?"
Agamemnon calmly replied, "Yes, we must prevent the worst-case scenario. If High-level blood demon really has an urgent matter, it could mean a greater threat. We must find it and resolve the situation as soon as possible."
William's expression became serious when he heard this. Although he still had doubts about Agamemnon's words, he also realized the seriousness of this mission. He quickened his pace, deciding to temporarily set aside his suspicions of Agamemnon and face the upcoming challenges with him. In the darkness of the night, their figures gradually merged into the pitch-black Shadowy Forest, leaving only the sound of footsteps echoing in the darkness.
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