I am the righteous path.

A door unfolded before him.
Evil thrived, and whispers spilled from within.
The resentful compound eyes flickered and vanished, the presence longing to burst out was blocked inside, and the alluring murmurs echoed in the ear.
The sticky, pink brain mumbled something. A figure cloaked in a yellow robe watched from a distance. A dark green presence, smelling of blood, roared. A string of wondrous soap bubbles released friendliness—and many, many guests.
They sincerely invited Lu Li to join this mad party.
Lu Li stepped in, his stride resolute and unwavering.
He had no reason to refuse.

Detective Agency of the Bizarre

The sweating leader dared not look directly into those bright eyes and lowered his head to say, "Please follow me..."


Viscount Rivis indifferently glanced at the guards and drew his longsword with a sound.


The leader, trembling with his back to them, led everyone to the bedroom door and opened it.


A sigh of relief sounded as the fearful gang leader slumped against the doorframe and sat down.


In the bedroom, the girl lay bound with ropes and gagged on a fur rug in front of the fireplace, unharmed.


"Uncle Clyde, please take her back to the carriage," said the girl to the captain of her father's guard, then turned and left the tavern.


Baron Rivis dropped his gaze to the leader, "Compensation for the stolen goods and manpower losses will be sought at my estate."


Fifty. Tread over thorns, unwavering in determination.