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Chapter 736 Urgent situation

 After the old witch finished speaking, she glanced at her apprentice again. Miss Rita Swift had a straight face, trying hard to pretend that although she had heard the story, she had no idea.

"All mortals are mortal, and I will eventually leave. The apprentice who will inherit my seat should be Rita. We are loyal to the Parliament, but we are also loyal to the teacher. No matter what happens, we will help you."

She is making a promise to Shade:

"Xia De, it is the teacher who gave me everything I have now. I hope you can treat them well."

"They are my friends too."

Shade secretly glanced at Miss Swift's expression. Mother-in-law Cassandra must have said something similar to her, so she was not very surprised at the moment, but stood aside carefully holding the saucer.

"Speaking of which, what's with the fog this morning?"

It was obviously already half past nine in the morning, but the gas lamp must still be lit indoors. The three of them looked out the window together. They could usually see half of the city from here, but today they could only barely see the roofs of the buildings across the street.

"The fog came down late at night. There is neither a problem with the passage at the foot of the mountain nor a problem with the seal at the top of the mountain. Devlin has promised this. Therefore, it is the seal left by the Witch Emperors that has undergone new changes.

.We set out tomorrow and must determine what happened there as soon as possible."

Speaking of this, Grandma Cassandra is also very serious:

"Tomorrow we will be led by Sivi Avora and I. In addition to you, we also have our own followers. The speaker has made a deal with the Church of the Five Gods in exchange for withdrawing the wanted order for a big witch in the parliament who has made mistakes.

, the Church of the Five Gods asked us to ensure that even if the narrow room is finally broken, the mountainside passage will not be the first to be lost."

"Okay, I will come here as early as possible tomorrow morning."

Shade nodded.

"Also, according to the information Devlin received from the Church of the Five Gods, this heavy fog is related to the fact that you sent away the first 'nail' yesterday. The Prophet Association has made further divination on those nails.

It shows that the four resurrected dead represent four powerful emotions, namely joy, anger, sorrow and fear. They will forget that they are people who have risen from the dead, but if they realize this, it is not easy for high-level warlocks to deal with them.

, and every time a nail is eliminated, the next one will become stronger. What was eliminated by you and Devlin was 'fear'. Hazama felt that one of the nails that had been driven into the material world was pulled out.

That’s why there was this sudden heavy fog as a counterattack.”

"Any clues about the other three nails?"

"Not yet. This is something the church should worry about. However, it is about the chosen ones."

The old witch hesitated:

"The Council found new fragments of the poem, further confirming that the chosen one to die should be a male."

But Shade already knew this. He even knew that the other party's name was Joey Barton, and he was now doing fortune-telling for others at the Crow Club. He planned to go to the Crow Club again this afternoon to determine the other party's attitude before deciding whether to report it or not.

Win over.(Note)

"Also, the person chosen this time must have personally killed a person who was resurrected from the dead. Yes, it is a true 'resurrection from the dead', not as simple as killing the undead."

Shade frowned:

"Is this a complete requirement for the Chosen One ceremony?"

"It's just part of the ceremony, there should be other content. Now I have found several suspects of the chosen ones——

Devlin asked me to help investigate a first-level warlock. There is a strange one-eyed man in the local team of ring warlocks of the Church of Nature. The middle-level scholar who lives alone on Sikal Mountain is also a suspect. There is also a person who came to this city recently.

of outsiders.”

The old witch introduced:

"The church should also have locked a few targets, but they haven't taken action. Probably because they haven't determined the content of the chosen one's ceremony yet, and they are worried that if they find the wrong person, other forces may get the upper hand."

"The situation is really complicated."

"Yes, and the big names from the three major colleges are coming this time. They haven't arrived yet, but they should arrive before the church ceremony."

"Big shot?"

"Thirteenth Ring Warlock, but I don't know which academy he is from. The excuse is to help the church seal the narrow room, but everyone knows that he must be here for the chosen ones. In this way, including the three thirteenth ring warlocks of the church

Including the warlock, there will be four thirteenth-level people in the local area."

Grandma Cassandra sighed:

"People from the Prophet Association will also come later, and the narrow room cannot be sealed without their help. There is also the [Truth Society]. Since they have appeared, there is no reason for them to just come with a few small ants. It is said that there are also changes in the ring magician organization in the southern country.

I just don’t know who is coming. In short, Fort Midhill is getting more and more chaotic.”

After bidding farewell to Granny Cassandra, Shade held little Mia and followed Miss Swift to the basement of the auction house, preparing to meet Grace and Helen.

He originally thought that the so-called "basement holding room" was a cold and shabby iron room with rusty iron sheets everywhere, but as Miss Swift walked through the underground warehouse and walked into the branching corridor where illusions were hidden, he learned from her mouth

I learned that it was simply a luxurious underground bedroom.

The illusion concealed the passage as a wall, and walking along the long and narrow corridor, at the end of the passage filled with torches, there was a tightly closed brass-colored heavy metal door with a huge butterfly pattern on the door.

In this era, doors of this size were usually used in bank vaults or noble vaults.

"Mr. Hamilton, you only have ten minutes."

Miss Swift held an oil lamp to illuminate the door in front of her, then handed Shade a key and motioned to Shade to use his pocket watch to keep time, but Shade shook his head:

"I have the ability to sense time, please don't worry, I will come out on time."

He was about to knock on the door, but the young apprentice behind him spoke again:

"Please wait a moment, I want to ask you a small question."

She is about the same age as Shade's body. Although she is already an adult by this world's age standards, she is still very young by the standards of a witch. Of course, she is very curious about existences like Shade.

However, he could never find a chance to talk to Shade alone.

"If you want to ask me if I am a man, oh, yes. Madam, this question has been asked by many people, I think there is no need for you to ask it again."

Shade said half-complainingly.

"No, no, that's not what I'm asking."

Miss Swift blushed a little:

"I want to ask, do you know many witches?"

"That's not much, just a quarter of the witches in the council."

"How do they treat you?"

Shade thought for a moment:

"not bad."

"So do you know their apprentices?"

This was the question she wanted to ask.

"I only know one person."

"How is that apprentice? Is he very mature and powerful? What level is he at now?"

Only then did Shade understand that the girl with flaxen hair in front of him was worried that she could not compare with others:

"Excuse me, have you just become Granny Cassandra's apprentice?"

he asked softly.

"Yes, next month will be the third year. My mother-in-law also had apprentices before, but I have never seen them."

In order to prevent themselves from dying suddenly, there is no apprentice inheritance seat, so witches always train generations of apprentices, but usually the last generation inherits the seat. Like Cassandra's previous generation of witches, there is no suitable place when they die.

The situation of apprenticeship is very rare.

Tifa is obviously the first generation apprentice of Miss Carina, and the Miss Swift in front of her is the last generation apprentice of Granny Cassandra.

"Don't worry, aren't you very good now? It's very unusual for someone at your age to be a fourth-ring warlock. The path of a witch will be very long. Instead of worrying about the present, it's better to worry about the future. No one can rise in a month.

One ring can be promoted to the thirteenth ring in one year."

Shade made a joke. What he said made sense. He had been in this world for more than four months and he only had three rings.

Miss Swift finally smiled:

"I understand, then go in quickly. But please note that although the teachers can control themselves, you will probably encounter some troubles inside. If you can't deal with it, just exit."

She held an oil lamp in her left hand and waved to Shade with her right hand:

"I'll wait for you here."

"Okay, take care of this cat for me for a while."

Shade handed the reluctant cat to the flaxen-haired girl, turned around and knocked on the door. After getting a response, he inserted the key into the keyhole, then pushed the door open and walked in.

PS: Because Joey Barton's eyes were damaged last week, he was unable to complete Mia's divination. He promised that Shade could go again this week, so there is no need to make another appointment. In order to prevent readers from forgetting, here is a reminder.

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