The foreigner looked at Jacob with a smile. "Holy Doctor, I think you know what I am."
"Superbrain Holder," Jacob said with certainty. "And judging from your rank, you're definitely beyond level 3. Are you a level 1 Superbrain Holder?"
"As expected of the Holy Doctor, you discerned my rank at a glance. Good, I'm a level 1 Superbrain Holder," the foreigner, named Blaise, said proudly. "I can not only imitate a person's voice, but also his skill."
"So, you have been lurking here for days, secretly learning the habits of the Witch Lady and studying her abilities. I'm guessing you killed her when you thought you could replace her?" Jacob asked.
"Yes, she was no longer of any use to me," Blaise nodded. "Of course, that was not my ultimate goal. That would be to wait for you to come."
"Well, you've got what you wanted. I'm here now," Jacob smiled. "But I have to wonder, why didn't you just come straight to me? Why would you hurt the villagers?"