Volume 1, The Wizarding World Chapter 4, A Sloppy Survey
One early morning in November 1558, an apprentice who was taking out the garbage found a strange corpse in the backyard. This discovery immediately alarmed everyone, including the mentor who was running away and rushed back. That whole day Todes
Cemeteries are full of fear.
After all, the person who died was a wizard, an awakener who had just opened the negative energy field. Such an identity was enough to alarm those teachers who were hiding in seclusion.
Therefore, even at the critical moment when they were preparing for the New Year's Eve sacrifice, they had to allocate manpower to investigate the case.
In such an atmosphere, Ian welcomed an unexpected guest. This was also the second visitor he encountered in his three-year apprenticeship. The first person? Of course, it was Gervase who had turned into a corpse.
The sea is up.
Jasmine is the only lady among the five awakened ones. She and Ian are both nobles, but they are higher than Ian in terms of bloodline and status.
After all, she comes from a prominent family in Devonshire, the third heir to the famous Felix family, Marquis of Silverlight. And Ian is just the eldest son of the Hyde family, a fiefdom earl in a medium-sized port town. With such an identity gap, it stands to reason that there is nothing.
All it takes is a summons from Jasmine. Coupled with Ian's weird personality, Jasmine's unsolicited visit is even more strange.
"What, you're not welcome to me?" Jasmine was wearing a dark green dress today, her long blond hair was tied up with a black hair net, and she looked very elegant.
Her green-brown eyes were very lively. Seeing that Ian Chu was silent there, she couldn't help but wrinkle her nose and ask.
Ian shook his head expressionlessly. In fact, he was guessing the lady's intentions and really didn't understand why she came here at this time.
Could it be that someone saw what happened last night?
He was shocked, but his face showed no expression, and he said in a stiff tone: "What do you want Miss Jasmine to do?" After saying that, he stared at her intently, without any concern about being rude or not.
Jasmine originally planned to exchange a few words in accordance with the traditions and methods among nobles. Seeing this situation, she knew that all the words she had painstakingly prepared were useless. This guy was just a piece of wood. Don't even think about using words.
Impress him.
"What else can I do except come to you when I have something to do!" She rolled her eyes, muttered a few words under her breath and then continued in a depressed tone: "Have you heard about Gervas?"
Ian became even more uneasy when he heard this, but he was not sure what she wanted to say, so he could only reply: "You mean that the news about his sudden and mysterious death last night spread throughout the monastery."
Jasmine nodded when she heard this, and continued: "That's right, then you know that awakened people need to continue to drink alchemy potions to master energy as quickly as possible!"
"With all due respect, these two things are not related, right?"
"listen to me"
Nowadays, it is winter with heavy snow. It is said that it is difficult to find an unbearable smell anywhere, but this situation is an exception in the garbage area in the backyard.
"The murderer seems to be very good at destroying traces. The smell here is too confusing to successfully track the witchcraft." Sheen explained that he didn't want to be thought of as incompetent by adults.
"The murder weapon has not been found. I guess it will be difficult to find. After all, judging from the wound on Gervas' throat, it was just an ordinary dagger that killed him. This type of knife can be found everywhere."
"But the corpse is very strange. Although the fatal wound was on the throat, all the blood in his body was gone, as if someone had drained him dry, so I doubt it."
"What about summoning spirits? Have you tried it?" Consul Hettings was wearing a black raincoat and his face was full of dust. He was obviously a mentor who came back from outside. He interrupted Sheen's guess and tugged at the thick beard on his chin.
asked.
"I've already tried it, but" there was a hesitant and strange look on Jayne's face, "I failed. Maybe I'm not proficient enough in the soul summoning spell. I'd better ask an adult to help summon the soul again."
After hearing Sheen's answer, Consul stared at the strange corpse on the stretcher at his feet, and frowned unconsciously. "Did the evocation fail? It's strange!"
Although Sheen is not strong, he has been an awakened person for seven or eight years. He should not fail to cast the soul-calling spell unless the soul is gone.
Someone saw Gervas during the day yesterday, so the time of death should not exceed 12 hours. Unless the soul is destroyed, the strength of the wizard's soul can support him to stay in the main plane for about seven days. In this case, it should be in the middle
Something happened.
As for what Jayne just wanted to say, he knew that it was nothing more than a group of vampires from the northern continent who did it. However, Todes Cemetery is not a wilderness, and he can silently avoid the presence of defensive witchcraft in the cemetery.
, not yet on the Navia Peninsula.
Moreover, except for the throat incision, no wounds were found anywhere else on the body, which was not in line with the eating habits of that group of aliens at all.
Although these vampires are from the same evil camp, they still follow the ancient eating etiquette and are as stubborn as iron lumps.
"While we were away, were there any strange people around the cemetery?"
Sheen thought for a while, lowered his head and replied: "That's not true. The nearby wizarding groups all know that Avon Town is our territory, so there are no blind people wandering around. There was a wanderer a few days ago.
Priest Huiyue was wandering around the town, and he seemed to be planning to preach here, so I asked the people from the Autonomous Council to come forward and drive him away."
"Well, well done!" Consul praised, very satisfied with Sheen's response. They were more concerned about the invasion of other gods' beliefs than finding the murderer.
Then he reorganized the course of the case. From the discovery to his receiving the news to his rushing back to deal with it, it only lasted more than three hours, and no one came or went at all during this time.
This murderer knew how to leave the body here without leaving any trace, so he couldn't help but believe that it was the work of internal wizards.
Jasmine Felix Paige Armstrong Yvette Elliott Ian Hyde Marcus Wood
The names of the awakened ones appeared in Consul's mind one by one, and then he ruled out the judgments and presumptions one by one. After thinking for a while, he shook his head and decided to try the Soul Conjuring Spell again. Maybe it was really Sheen's problem.
"In this way, you will carry the body to my laboratory later. Then inform the monastery that all laboratories and rooms of awakened people will be inspected to see if the murder weapon and crime scene can be found. Report the results to me before dinner
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After hearing this, Sheen asked hesitantly: "Including the bedroom?"
The laboratory was fine, but the bedroom was a very private place that wizards could not easily open. He was worried that Consul's order might cause displeasure among the awakened ones.
Consul pinched the bridge of his nose, closed his eyes and looked troubled, and said, "That's right, but remember, go in person and don't use a fake hand as an apprentice, you know?"
Sheen nodded, then raised his hand to signal the apprentice behind him to come forward, carry the body and leave.
Consul stood in the snow for a while, took a deep breath of the foul-smelling air, and then left expressionlessly.
After Ian received the notice of the search, he showed an appropriate expression of dissatisfaction. Of course, in the end he stepped aside with a dark face and allowed Sheen to go in and check.
Naturally, nothing was found. Not to mention that the strange formation disappeared for no reason. There was not even a drop of blood on the hard cold floor, and the dagger was placed close to his body. If Sheen could still find any clues
That's when there really is a ghost.
In fact, Sheen didn't dare to do his due diligence when searching. After all, many things inside were related to the privacy of wizards. He didn't want to offend so many colleagues at the same time, so it was just a formality.
The focus of the search was still on Gervas' room.
After Sheen left with the others, Ian began to play with the bottles and cans on the long table as if nothing had happened.
Pour an appropriate amount of gray powder into an inferior yellow glass bottle, set up a high stand, light an alcohol lamp, and then add some algae-green liquid after the powder in the glass bottle gradually changes color.
Following the ideas in his memory, he began to conduct the component analysis experiment that the original owner had not yet completed - it was the homework given by the alchemist Consul.
In the evening, Sheen came to wait outside the door of Consul's laboratory in advance. It was a wide stone chamber dug into the mountain. The outside of the wall was covered with strange patterns, which were magical patterns that only dark wizards learned.
The metal door with a handle was magically embedded in the granite body and opened smoothly at a speed that defied physical normality, revealing a laboratory filled with all kinds of strange decorations and materials.
Sheen walked in with a respectful look, and Consul was staring at Gervas' body in a daze. He was about to report today's situation when he heard Consul speak first: "I didn't find anything useful!"
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Sheen let out a surprised sound, and then said quickly: "You are right, I'm sorry, sir!"
Consul still turned his back to him, scratched his skinny fingers from Gervas' forehead to his heart, and said slowly: "It's nothing, just leave it like that!"
"What?" Sheen shook his ears. He suspected that he heard wrongly, so he asked involuntarily.
"I said, there is no need to continue investigating this case!"
"But where is the dean?" Sheen's face was full of worry.
Consul's calm tone came: "I will explain it, you don't have to worry."
Sheen agreed. Since the matter was over, he should have left, but he hesitated for a while and asked: "Sir, please forgive my curiosity. Do you have any clues?"
Consul still didn't turn around, just waved his hand at him and said impatiently: "There is nothing strange about this matter, it is just some dirty and shady transactions. You go down, there is no benefit in knowing too much."
After hearing these words of warning, Sheen broke into a cold sweat and quickly exited the laboratory with his head lowered.
When Sheen left, frost suddenly appeared where Consul's fingertips were in contact with the corpse, and it spread until the entire corpse was frozen. Then the long black table opened a large crack like a living thing and swallowed the ice sculpture.