Shaman from Afar

Feeling the texture of holding the hilt in his hand, and the weight that was much lighter than all his weapons in the past, Loren began to try to connect it with his spiritual palace.

This is not difficult at all, especially for him, who has taken the curse science, knowing that using this prop is a required course. After all, all high-level magic spells require the use of a magic wand-although until now, He hasn't got his own wand yet.

"May the void be with you."

Gently whispering the original joke-like spell, the originally empty spiritual hall seemed to be “activated”, and Loren felt his consciousness forcibly extended in an instant, and the cold alchemy in his hand seemed to have his own life and emotion , And was connected with himself by some kind of power.

The rune on the silver-plated blade exuded a light blue light spot-just in a flash, the light spot instantly tore the surrounding air and condensed into a gray-blue "blade blade with a length of about one meter" ", Exuding a crystal-like quiet and elegant luster.

But even holding it down, Loren could clearly feel the power of this sword-it was simply a mess, explosions and collisions all the time, and he wished to tear everything around into pieces!

Was just shocked for a moment, with a little anticipation Loren slashed this "light sword" at the stake in front of him. At the same time of touching, the originally calm gray-blue blade suddenly became extremely agitated, and the right hand without any hesitation continued to swing down, splitting the stake into two pieces.

Is not right. The word "hack" is totally wrong ... Lorren couldn't help thinking that the ground was almost breaking into a pile of scum. The jagged cross-sections of jagged teeth seemed to be bitten off by some kind of beast.

In any case, this is indeed a rather special weapon-unlike the cast knight sword or any pointed spear, it is not sharp or sturdy, and even if it is just touched, it may not even wear leather armor through.

But if used properly, this "sword" can tear any armor into pieces, and it is a moment.

If you really want to say that there are still deficiencies, the maintenance time is too short. With Loren ’s current mental strength, it is not enough to turn it into an iron artifact that instantly cuts iron. The maintenance time of a few seconds makes it only a backup method rather than a weapon that confronts the enemy directly.

"Toys."

Perceived the voice behind him, and immediately turned around respectfully, bowing and saluting toward the black robe wizard walking towards him, behind his hands.

"Mr. Dalton."

"As a wizard, what you should pay attention to is how this alchemy works." Dalton didn't seem to hear what he said: "Magic is never the best way to kill people, at least not the most efficient."

"But they are one of the ways to solve the problem, just the difference between the way and the way." There was a humble smile in the corner of the mouth, but Loren didn't mean much concession: "Do you have anything to command?"

Dalton Kander did not seem to have any entanglement, but just glanced coldly at him: "Do you remember the things in Gumu Town?"

Loren nodded, an inexplicable unknown flooded his mind, and Dalton couldn't mention it for no reason.

"Father Anthony is dead." Dalton said this without a surprise, but he could still see that he was in a bad mood: "It happened two days ago and died in the church and was eaten. The ghoul was bitten to death. "

Loren frowned, his fist clenched suddenly.

"But Draco was dead, and his ghoul could not be alive." Loren's tone was somewhat stunned: "I personally cremated his body!"

"So this time it will not be him, but someone else." Dalton's look was equally bad: "And then, the college is in danger and the church will not let us go."

Of course, Loren can understand Dalton's meaning-before he concealed the truth as much as possible, so that the matter of Gumu Town looked like an accident that fooled the priest. But the same thing happened twice, and after finishing it by yourself, people who have no brains will not take it as an accident.

Even more important is that even if it is really an accident, a church priest is killed, the Holy Cross Church will certainly not sit idly by. It is the Wimpar College that handles the incident, as is the Natural Responsibility College.

Even if it really has nothing to do with the college, it will be an excellent excuse for this group of churches who are deliberately trying to destroy the college.

"I need you to go to Gumu Town again tomorrow and investigate thoroughly." Dalton paused: "Also, this may be a trap, so caution is the first priority."

"Although it is only a guess, I suspect that someone wants to frame the academy-since you have seen Draco, it should be clear that not all the wizards here agree with our policies."

This is obvious. Although the Wimpar College has secured its legal status as a duke, it has to bear the corresponding obligations. In the eyes of some wandering wizards, it may be the same as the church and the nobles.

And the other party killed a priest in the church with such great fanfare, also proved how fearless they were. It is probably not enough just to find out what happened in Gumu Town. Those who dare to do this kind of thing will definitely not just be wandering wizards who hide from Tibet all day and hide their identity.

"Since the church has not found a problem, we still have time. I did not expect you to find anything in Gumu Town, but if there is any clue ..."

Dalton was not finished yet, and suddenly turned his eyes to the direction of the gate of the college and walked quickly. More or less aware of Loren followed behind him.

Before he reached the location of the North Tower, Loren from afar could vaguely hear what seemed to happen. When the two of them walked to the walls of the Academy Castle, they saw a team of cavalry and carriages coming from the direction of the town.

And at the forefront of this team is a heavily armed knight with a red cross and a golden cross in his hands.

"Holy Cross Church, it seems that they also got the news." Dalton Kander's expression was a bit stiff, and obviously things had exceeded his expectations: "We are in trouble."

Lorren nodded subconsciously-the other party came over with such great fanfare ~ www.readwn.com ~ Obviously he was coming to Xingshi for guilt.

"Open the door in the name of the Holy Cross Church!"

The knight with the flag rushed to the gate of Wimpar Castle without any polite shouting: "We are the messengers of the Bishop Lord, come and convey the order of Bishop Lord Fabian!"

"I'll turn to Dean Peter." Dalton Kander, standing on the city wall, responded in a humble manner: "Please also ask the messengers of the bishops' masters for a moment."

"It seems that things still have a turn." Almost as soon as he turned around, Dalton whispered to Loren behind him: "Fabien did not come in person, proving that he did not want to do anything, leaving us room. "

Or that he has no absolute evidence and certainty that he can expel Wimpar College from the Duke ... Loren guessed in his heart. I'm afraid this time the other party wanted to use the death of Father Anthony to pour sewage on the academy.

However, Draco, who pretended to be a priest, gave Loren some guesses. Maybe there are other wizards hidden inside the church? Or is it simply that the church people are calling the thief to catch the thief?

No matter which one it is, this incident is an excellent excuse, but the other party is not quite sure. It may even be the first step of the other party. The next one is ...

"Don't make any guesses before clarifying the facts." Dalton, who walked back to the front, suddenly stopped and said to Loren behind him: "Keep calm and don't forget your identity-you are one Wizard. It should be sensible and calm at all times. "

Loren's expression was a little surprised.

But after taking a long breath, his usual formal smile reappeared.

"Follow your orders, mentor."