Chapter 36 Tracking Mission Part 6

There is no peace, only temporary peace. The cycle of this world goes on. There is a bright light that is always shining, and then there is darkness that is so dark. The recent incident is an example.

It is not easy to find traces. There are two clues. The black eagle robot and the corpse of the dark magic beast are the next two clues that need to be solved immediately. The girl with glasses wrapped the corpse of the dark magic beast in a cloth and put it into a medium-sized capsule, and the white capsule flew out of the window.

"The Black Eagle robot has been analyzed, just waiting for the analysis of the dark magic beast carcass. We will continue to explore the outskirts, there may still be clues. There are no more clues in this building, we split up again." Lisa gave the order. She was the team leader on this mission. "This situation is a bit awkward. You should investigate a member of the non-wizard organization, Lucas and I are going to meet someone. This person lives here."

There was no need to question her, Peter stayed with Cloe and combed the outskirts of Illois City. Their first investigation was a short-haired woman Peter had met during a demonstration at the city's bookstore building. Armed with the information displayed on the hologram screen. The woman's name is Lorenna Timothee. She's the leader of the non-magical organization 'Justice, Honor Non-Wizard'. The non-wizard organization has been around for decades, while Lorenna Timothee has been the leader of the non-wizard organization for five years.

Lucas scrolled down the hologram screen, looking for more detailed information and other clues. The woman's residence was only two blocks away from her current location.

"My hands are so itchy, I want to beat up that annoying woman."

The mission this time was just to investigate, but Cloe made a very scary face. A personal grudge that wouldn't just go away, his hands clenched into tight fists. Peter swallowed hard and cold sweat soaked his uniform.

They were now in a three-story building, but they did not dare to approach. The three-story building was an orphanage that had been around for a long time. So Peter's safe bet was to hide behind a used bookstore, the shops here were no better than the ones in downtown Illois. Opposing views. On the other hand, Cloe's face was bright red and her eyes were so sharp when she saw the short-haired woman come out of the building, just to throw out the garbage, and the woman went back inside. Nothing suspicious at all.

Half an hour passed, but Cloe didn't move at all. She continued to stand without feeling tired at all, while Peter began to feel tired.

Following someone is not easy, he is not a detective or a scout. Peter is a wizard, but he is forced to follow someone. The sun was hot above them, there was no sign of anything coming from the buildings in front of them.

"Do we have to stay here all day? I'm getting bored." Cloe growled and stamped her feet on the pavement.

Fifteen minutes passed. A little girl came out of the house carrying a brown paper bag, then the short-haired woman came out. Lorenna and a little girl with long, flowing black hair walked through the shops.

Peter and Cloe followed the two people from a distance, not wanting the two people to realize that someone was following them. The two people entered the supermarket. There are supermarkets or markets in the suburbs, but they are not as modern and luxurious as in Illois.

They only buy monthly supplies, such as staples. There was nothing suspicious at all and Cloe let out a rough breath. Peter, who was standing next to the ponytailed girl, was in a miserable situation and this investigation had no results at all. Back to the orphanage and the two of them stayed where they were. Being on guard like a human is useless.

Peter thought elsewhere. How are Lucas and Lisa doing with their investigation? Did they manage to get a clue or was it the same?

He just leaned his back against the wall and looked at the sky, which was very bright during the day. There were several memories that Peter had almost forgotten. His meeting with Clemens had passed so quickly, and to this day Peter had not seen Clemens again. The woman in the red dress had not appeared in the mirror for several days.

Help Clemens find someone in a non-wizard organization. He began to think that the non-wizard organization Clemens was referring to was the one Peter was currently investigating. Finding someone who might have kept the box was a bit difficult, and Peter suspected a woman with short hair named Lorenna.

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The streets here are smaller and can only fit two people, the buildings are close to each other. Lucas second goal was someone who, according to Lisa, really loved magic beast, not to mention that the magic beast turned into a very dangerous dark magic beast.

An hour down the small streets, there were only drunk people and dirty clothes. This was Lucas' first time visiting the outskirts of town, it really looked dirty and poor. The big streets on the outskirts of the city weren't very clear, but as he got deeper into the small streets, the slum and poor suburbs began to appear.

"Most of the people who live in the outskirts are just non-wizards. Ordinary people with no magical powers. Even though technology has become more advanced and modern, some regions in the Moonland have not progressed. I don't want to tell the truth, this is indeed discrimination. But they also hate wizards. Even though their numbers are dwindling now, they have a pretty decent life, living in special places for wizards." Lisa turned left, the small road here went uphill. "I said at the beginning that the outskirts are mostly inhabited by non-wizards, but not all of them. There is a small village with about forty magical inhabitants. Our goal is to meet someone who knows just about everything there is to know about dark magical beasts.

Lucas lives in a luxurious place without the slightest drawback. His parents always loved him, his grandfather always spoiled him. Life in the world and even in the modern era like today, with so much increasingly advanced technology. On the outskirts of other places there are still underdeveloped places.

Thinking too much about everything in your head. The road became increasingly uphill and he began to feel the hustle and bustle of people passing through this narrow road. A rusty iron gate and a gloomy flickering hologram screen, showing the village name Suburbs Hill.

The people here are busy with their own work, trading all kinds of goods. From what Lucas saw, the items looked like used goods. They exchanged for bronze or silver coins, if they did not have any coins at all, then exchanged by bartering. It turns out things like this still exist in a suburban area.

It was very sad and on the soft side of Lucas' heart, he couldn't bear to see poverty before his eyes.

A house from another rundown building. The building before his eyes was far from shabby, more like a residence. The house is quite spacious and there is a front yard. This house has no hint of modern technology at all and looks like an ordinary house. They couldn't just enter, the iron fence was guarded by two people wearing black robes and covering their heads with hoods. It seems mysterious and someone Lucas will meet will also be mysterious.

Spears just appeared in the air, the two black-hooded people crossed spears. They did not allow Lucas and Lisa to enter.

Lisa looked relaxed and untroubled. "I want to meet Culture. Say, someone who wants to meet him is Lisa."

"Mr. Culture is not at his residence. You'd better get out of here." One of the hooded guards still wouldn't let her in.

"I don't think so. He's feeding the Black Feathered Bison. Isn't that a Major Dark Beast? I could have reported it directly to the Special Wizard Squad, and they would have confiscated the dangerous Dark Magic Beast." Lisa showed a hologram screen of a tall old man. He is big not because he is muscular, but because he is fat like a big pig. The old man wore a long black robe and looked sharply at the flying camera that was spying on him.