[WP] Chapter 47: The gradually complicated conspiracy
[WP] Chapter 47: The gradually complicated conspiracy
The four people were still sitting on four chairs. When Professor Garcia raised his hand, Miss Jones began to record the next things at a faster speed.
The professor with pointed ears had a layer of halo in his hand. While the former whispered and chanted the spell, Shade saw colorful blocks of color constantly filling in his living room with gas lights on.
The whole living room was divided into two. The normal part was the east side where the four people sat, and the west side gradually blurred in the color block filling but gradually became clear.
Only half of the living room that became clear turned into a dim, low room.
The living room was also divided into two and spliced with Shade's living room. The light in the room was extremely dim. There was a low bed with dirty yellow sheets, a desk with a rusty metal typewriter, and a bookshelf filled with various other reagents.
The reagents were soaked with human eyeballs of all sizes and even a small primate corpse with its eyes closed and curled up, which made Shade very uncomfortable.
The room was extremely dark, and the old gas lamp above the desk seemed to be extinguished in the next second.
A thin, bald, middle-aged man in a brown coat who was curled up in a chair in front of the desk like a mouse turned his head in amazement, looking at the strange living room and four people who suddenly appeared.
His face was pitted, and his big red nose was covered with blackheads. His pupils shrank because of fear, and the bottle in his left hand was pouring mercury onto the table.
"I am using the magic of space division and space splicing, which can only be learned by at least the eleventh ring."
Professor Garcia of the School of History said.
"Please tell the truth."
Professor Sanchez, with a serious expression, stretched out his hand and pointed at the man in the lower half of the house. There was an ambiguous pink light on his finger.
"Who are you?"
The professor asked loudly.
"Peter, the dwarf mouse of [Mercury Blood]."
The short man's eyes were blank under the light of the professor's finger. His accent was very similar to Professor Garcia's. They were probably from Carlsenrik before. The mercury bottle in his hand fell on the table without him noticing.
"What are you doing?"
The professor asked again, and the ambiguous pink light between his fingers became stronger.
"We lost an important item—the statue of the old god 'Vampire Duke Loel'. We wanted to use the Secret Keeper-level relic to retaliate against the person who stole the statue, but the other party was too strong. So, I was asked to use the magic [Rat Companion's Sense of Smell] to find clues.
The alley has a mixed smell, and there was a battle last night. I searched for a whole day before I found that one of the people who had been to the alley was using a ritual, and his own power was very weak. I am now using the magic [Mercury Poison Mist] to try to kill him directly."
Professor Sanchez nodded, and Shade looked at the pink light on his fingers and felt a little dizzy. Professor Garcia explained:
"This is a spell," Charm Man The effect was not so good originally. It was Professor Sanchez's spirit-rune system and frequent practice that brought out such characteristics. It is really not easy to make the disobedient young students in the college tell the truth about their homework."
"Who else knows about Mr. Hamilton?"
Professor Sanchez pointed his finger at Shade normally. "Short Mouse," Peter answered slowly with his eyes blank, and his voice became softer and softer, as if he were talking to his lover:
"Only me; I haven't had time to report yet, and I want to take all the credit. I have never made a mistake in this move; even the Silver Eyes have praised my magic."
"Have you killed anyone?"
The professor asked.
"Yes, I have killed many, and many magics require fresh human organs as"
"Okay then."
The pink light on Professor Sanchez's finger went out, and then a black light flew out from the fingertips and crossed the dividing line between the two houses. The body of the dwarf mouse Peter fell to the ground, and he fell into a permanent sleep.
Shade opened his mouth slightly and had a new understanding of the professor's swift and decisive actions. After several seconds, he remembered to say:
"Professor Sanchez, Professor Garcia, thank you for your help."
This completely solved the trouble caused by the statue of the old god for him.
As for the dead man, Shade did not feel sympathy. The other party was a bad man, and he wanted to harm him. He was even glad that he didn't have to dirty his hands.
"No need to thank me. If it weren't for me meeting you today, he wouldn't have discovered your identity."
Professor Sanchez said, and then motioned for Shade to get up:
"Go and see if there are any important documents on his desk. Don't touch anything. During the ceremony, we can't leave our seats; otherwise, the projection will be unilaterally interrupted."
Shade nodded and got up. He heard the sound of little Mia scratching the door louder. The curious but timid cat probably wanted to know what happened outside.
He left his seat and walked towards the other part of the living room that was divided into two. When his body crossed the center line and entered the low house, a long-term stench and smell of corruption immediately hit him.
He crossed from the second floor of No. 6 St. Teresa Square to a narrow and cold rental apartment somewhere in Tobesk City. He did not check the row of reagent bottles on the bookshelf but went straight to the desk.
In addition to a pool of mercury on the desk, there were two magic spells for finding clues and pouring mercury, and the materials needed for casting when used. The only document was the unfinished one on the typewriter. It was a letter written in Carlsenrik language, and the ending was not yet finished.
Most of it was Peter the dwarf mouse complaining about the troubles of work, the dangers encountered, and the foggy weather in Tobesk City.
The last paragraph only wrote the beginning, mentioning their cooperation with the cultists of the evil god [Lord of the Blood Feast], and [Mercury Blood] attempted to obtain some materials from the cultists. Another organization, the Blood Spirit School, had promised to help them, but it seemed to be busy with something in the delivery room in the New World, so so far, it has only sent a keeper-level relic as help, which made the Silver Eyed Man furious.
The cultists of the Lord of the Blood Feast, the Mercury Blood, and the Blood Spirit School this time involved three organizations.
Shade wrote down this part of the content, returned to his living room, and sat down to report it verbatim. The two professors did not comment on this, and Professor Garcia canceled the abnormal state of the space, allowing Shade's living room to return to normal.
Even the mercury mist disappeared, as if it were just an illusion. In this way, cautious outsiders don't have to worry about dying from mercury poisoning.
"In short, Mr. Hamilton, as a first-ring wizard, you should try to avoid participating in such dangerous things. Where were we just talking about?"
For the two professors, what happened just now was just a trivial matter. Shade was also happy that there was no hidden danger. After writing down [Lord of the Blood Feast], [Blood Spirit School], and what he had just seen, he sat up straight in his chair and said:
"We mentioned two things just now. Professor Garcia said that he came to guide my time travel practice tonight, and we will proceed after everything is discussed. The second thing is what you want to talk about our five-member team."
Professor Garcia nodded to Shade, and Professor Sanchez patted his head.
"Oh, yes, the matter of the five-member team. Someone in your five-member team has a major problem. One of you, the 'other me' is different from the normal situation. The academy believes that it is a major hidden danger."
Shade, who was still happy just now, suddenly felt a sudden shock in his heart, and his face changed drastically.
(End of this chapter)