Three phantom horses were summoned from the Alternate Plane, and Charlotte, armed with an enchanted hand and a half-sword, galloped towards the northeast with her disciples. Elle was seated in front of Charlotte, perhaps impressed by Milton's barbecue skills, and the silver-haired young girl, who was so disrespectful of human life, was also unusually agitated.

The Phantom Horse is a creature endemic to the Floating Realm, with extraordinary endurance and extreme speed, with a maximum sprint speed of 200 km/h and a normal speed of around 160 to 180 km/h.

This speed was blistering, and in just two hours, the group arrived on the outskirts of the city of Lalaye. Charlotte mentally calculated her walking speed, and according to the mathematical model, Milton should be around here at this time.

However, the mathematical model is only a theory after all, and Milton, as a deserter, may not be on the official road, so it is impossible to judge the distance.

But just as Charlotte was unsummoning the Phantom Horse, Elle discovered an anomaly. She pointed to the bushes not far from the official road, and said that there was a residual smell of magic there.

When a few people passed, they saw only Milton's body.

He no longer had the joy and longing of the morning separation, his dry face was covered with horror and confusion, the blood on his body disappeared unexpectedly, and his dry left hand was directly inserted into the placket of his chest.

Vivien covered her mouth, Lolita's eyes were also overcast, and the sudden death of her new friend who had just separated this morning made the two girls feel heavy and resentful, but also full of unreal and illusory feelings.

Charlotte's face was gloomy, and she crouched down and opened the hem of Milton's shirt. He thought there was some clue or wound there, but when he pulled Milton's withered left hand, he realized that he was holding a badge representing his identity.

That's the credential Charlotte gave him last night.

Charlotte's heart was filled with anger, and his voice was low, like a beast's roar, "Go to the city of Lalaye." ”

Did Milton's death have anything to do with him? But does it really have nothing to do with it? Charlotte couldn't convince herself.

He knew that the perpetrator was probably no longer in the city of Lalleye, but he still had a hint of luck in his heart.

If the perpetrator is really the proud Gloria, then with his or her character, he or she may still be entrenched nearby, watching the lighthouse search for his or her traces, and then enjoying the thrill of victory in fooling others.

The whole city of Lalaye is under martial law, and every pedestrian who enters and leaves the city is strictly interrogated and searched, and it is obvious that the death of the mage accompanying the army in recent days has attracted the attention of the lighthouse's higher-ups.

But in fact, such martial law is meaningless at all, and the perpetrator who can easily attack and kill the mage without leaving any trace must be a strong man with considerable strength. The so-called martial law has no effect on such a strong person except for the impact on ordinary professionals, civilians, and merchants.

With just a small group suggestion, Charlotte and her disciples blended into the city. They still followed the words of the merchant of curiosities, and when they entered the city, they went straight to the tavern in the city.

The taverns in every town are well-informed, and once the average person has three glasses of turbid wine, his mouth will leak out. Coupled with the drunken atmosphere and dark corners, it is even more mixed here. Charlotte even suspects that every city's tavern has spies from other countries.

The tavern called Three Wild Boars has a more complex environment.

As soon as she entered the tavern, Lolita pulled La Charlotte's sleeve. This energetic girl soon discovers that there is someone in the corner who is taking drugs, which is not very pure, and it is a yellowish moon candy, although it is a good potion ingredient, but it has the effect of addiction, hallucination, and interference with the human nervous system. Therefore, some people carry out the moon candy private trade for huge profits, to put it bluntly, that is, drug use.

Those who use drugs* inhale the low-purity, yellowish moon candy powder into their noses, and within a while their faces show a dreamlike expression of enjoyment. Some of them were convulsive, some were noisy, and some were motionless, but their expressions were similar, as if they were embracing supreme happiness.

Vivien grimaced and followed Charlotte to the bar. To avoid suspicion, the mage turned Elle into a book prototype and sat on a bar stool at the bar and flicked the glass with her fingernails.

A handsome linen long-haired man looked at him, although his physique was handsome, but to be honest, he couldn't give people a sense of intimacy. If you have to describe it, it is probably that there is some lewd air in the shadows, in short, I feel that I am not a good person at first sight.

The man didn't speak, just looked back and forth with a scrutinizing gaze at Charlotte's apprentice.

Charlotte didn't talk nonsense, and threw a silver coin directly into the wine glass.

"Bring me a cocktail, low-alcohol, don't look for the rest. ”

The man pulled out a stiff smile, "If you want something special, that's not enough." ”

Charlotte tossed two more silver coins, not because they would only cause more trouble.

"Listen. Charlotte grabbed the man's hand holding the cup, "I don't want moon candy." ”

"Oh?"

"I want some information, some information about the murder of the mage. I know you have it here, and you can tell from the fact that you are well-informed. ”

The man, who looked like a bartender but more like a secret sentry in an underground organization, broke Charlotte's hand and took the cup away. In a few moments, a pale blue cocktail was placed in front of Charlotte, with lemon slices on top and a touch of Milky Way pink in the pale blue, which looked beautiful.

"Your cocktails don't contain moon candy, so you can't be fooled. The bartender replied.

Charlotte took a sip and praised it. This is from the bottom of my heart, and it is hard to imagine that this man still has a good craft.

"As for the murder of the mage, I don't know much either. But......" said the bartender in a low voice, "I heard that the Legion of the Commanders of the City of Lalleye has borrowed the villas of the wealthy merchants in the city to meet at eight o'clock tomorrow night to discuss how to deal with the threat. Well, I think you can try to go to that banquet, even if it's in the name of the lighthouse, but it shouldn't exclusive you. And it's good for you too, isn't it?"

Charlotte raised her eyebrows, "Benefits?"

"Two of your companions are also mages, am I mistaken?" the bartender gestured to the wand around Lolita's waist.

Charlotte smiled, and he gulped down the cocktail in his cup like a cow chewing a peony.

"Thanks for the cocktail, it's really childish!"

With that, he turned around and walked out of the tavern with Vivien and Lolita.

After walking for a while, the three of them entered a high-end hotel, ordered a sumptuous meal, and asked the boss to bring the meal into Charlotte's room.

As soon as the meal was served, Charlotte stopped Elle, who had turned into a young girl and was ready to eat and drink, and said solemnly to the three of them.

"Things have changed, there's a problem with that bartender. ”

He briefly explained to the three daughters about Gloria's message in Gpayreshire, and then made his own judgment.

"I suspect that the so-called Gloria is not a single person, but a huge organization!"