Knowing that Fitch had successfully joined the spell research group, Rze appeared elated. He volunteered to be his guide, and led Feige out of the cardinal hall, then went around to the side of the castle and continued up a staircase protected by chains.

"If you look a little to the left, the big white mansion on the cliff is where the spell research team is located. Originally a shrine that burned down in a fire, it was later used by an archbishop to build a hotel for priests who came to study. After several changes, it eventually became the residence of non-divine spellcasters. Ryze shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands out, "It's a remote and quiet place, just enough for us who don't fit in - and of course, we'll be able to leave it quiet." ”

"How many non-divine spellcasters are here?"

"There were forty-eight of them, the oldest of whom was eight hundred and thirty-two—the only elf among us—and the youngest was me. Twenty-seven men and fifteen women were casters, and six non-magical servants were responsible for daily hygiene, cooking, and laundry. There are still eight empty rooms in the mansion, and the three of you have no problem staying in one of them: that's the basics. ”

"How do you remember so clearly?"

"I'm the youngest, and the work of running up and down is mine, so I can't remember it clearly. I'll take you to live today, you hurry up and buy good things, and I'll introduce you to you tomorrow, that will be better. ”

"Is tobacco important?"

"Originally, reading and throwing dice were more important, but after I came, I gradually stopped playing with dice. I always have to adjust my studies, and slowly the house is full of smoke, and three smoking rooms have been specially opened. Of course, you can skip your meal, you can't lose your pipe. ”

Feige narrowed his eyes, he now understood why the chimney of the White Mansion kept smoking. It was not a cold winter, and the fireplace was rarely used, and it was a miracle that the elf could live eight hundred and thirty-two years in such an environment.

The mansion was quiet, with three scents hovering in the air, two different smells of smoke and the smell of rice wafting from the kitchen. Ruiz sniffed, then said happily, "Today's dinner is fried beans and mushrooms with lard, and fried pork chops with onions." Wow, is it a holiday, why is it so good?"

Attracted to the food, Ruiz seemed a little absent-minded. He led Feige to his lodging room, opened the door and told him where the key was, and then hurriedly took his leave, most likely heading to the kitchen. He staggered downstairs, causing the door to open next door, and an old man with gray hair poked his head out with an unlit pipe.

"Hello, I'm Feiqi, I'm ...... oracle"

The door closed slowly.

After eating the closed door, Feige had no choice but to return to "his room". The room was small, with three bunk beds side by side on one wall, and three long tables and four chairs on opposite sides. A square stained glass window illuminates the room during the day, but a more trustworthy source of light would be the two windproof oil lamps hanging on the wall. There was a slight layer of dust on the table, but it was not serious, and it was believed that it had not been cleaned for a month. Xia Ni had already picked up the rag and picked up the basin in the corner of the doorway, ready to clean it.

"No, you two don't have to do anything. There are servants here, pay them to tidy up a little more. Feige looked at it, and then said, "The things on the bed are a little old, but there is no need to change them, let's just bring a sleeping bag." ”

"Then I'll go to the servants here and ask about the situation, and you two will take a break. Xia Ni wiped out two chairs out of a rag and brought them to Feige and Beni.

"You two go and ask what the daily life is like here. That Ruiz is not too reliable, we can't just listen to his introduction. ”

After the two girls went out, Feige stood quietly for a while. He thought about it and felt that something had not been quite right since he met Ryze. Old Man Kiplin once said that monster hunters who have completed the enhancement ritual are particularly sensitive to danger and threats, so if they find something wrong, they must be careful to investigate.

So, Feige activated the magic matrix and began to tap spell commands on it. The detection spell is based on a simple trick that makes runes glow, and is an extension of the "foil" rune script. All the spells in this world, whether they are divine or non-divine arts, runes are the foundation, so as long as you find runes, you can find spells.

Making runes invisible is a very basic technique, and making them manifest is a little more troublesome. Feige shot a pillar of blue light from the palm of his hand, sweeping across the room like a searchlight, and then found the hidden rune beneath a hanging windproof oil lamp.

"Pretty smart. The oil lamp is bright and harsh, and it is always dark under the lampshade, and the eye will involuntarily avoid this place, and it is the most difficult to find it hidden here. What is this rune for?" Feiqi narrowed his eyes and analyzed it for a moment. "Close-range sound transmission? Is this eavesdropping?"

This circle has no ability to harm, but it is very disrespectful. Fei Qi covered the magic matrix and used his mana to add a few runes to the eavesdropping circle, forcibly activating it. Then, he approached the circle and said the word "poof".

The matrix transmits the word and returns to play at the same time, so that a loop is formed, and it is constantly played outward. Feiqi's modified circle also enhanced the ability to collect, and the subtle "poof" sound continued to amplify, so ......

The next room kept coming with the sound of "poof, puff, puff".

Feige walked over and knocked on the door. "Nobody, don't come in!" was a perfunctory answer.

"Do you want me to change your voice, like a cat called Chun, and ask everyone to listen to it?" Feige kicked twice in the door, "I see, that spell circle was just laid out." I just want to ask you, how much did Ruiz sell me for the information I was coming?"

The door opened, and an old face that looked obscene and surprised appeared in the center of the doorway. "Ten gold coins, he sold ten gold coins. A young spellcaster and two very young and beautiful maids are coming, and he says make sure you live next door to me. ”

"And then you put an eavesdropping circle in the house beforehand, how bold!"

"You found out, and then I didn't hear anything, didn't I? I'm so old, I don't have much other ability, so I'll just listen to it and have fun. Please don't hit me, I admit my mistake to you. You can forgive me, right?"

"I can't beat you, it's too bad, after all, I'm only here for the first day, right? But if I don't do anything, then my future life will not be easy, after all, I don't want to leave an image of weakness and bullying. Fei Qi blinked, smiled and said, "It's better to admit your mistake in public, and then I forgive you, and this matter is over, how about it?"

"Just admit your mistakes?" the old man rolled his eyes: "Okay, it's not difficult. ”

I don't know what he thought, anyway, he lifted the hem of his robe, flicked his slippers and walked downstairs, and tried to let Feige follow. Pushing open a double door, twelve spellcasters were lying on benches in a smoky room. Their languid postures, relaxed postures, and misty eyes reminded Feige of the form of the Great Smoker. Fortunately, they didn't look yellow and thin, and they were mentally confused, otherwise Feige would definitely have burned this place and turned around and left.

"Lev, why did you come in in your dressing gown?

"These people testify, it's good for me to admit my mistakes to you, right?" Revor rubbed his hands, not ashamed at all, but extremely excited: "I admit ......"

"Let's say, being honest about sin helps to liberate the heart, and repenting of the past is the only way to be honest about the future. Feige quickly finished the prayer, and the seal of atonement and confession directly enveloped Lev.

The Angel of Light jumped out of Feige's shoulder, levitating in the air, shedding a holy light. 'Why are there so many bystanders?' the little angel asked Feiqi Transmission secretly.

'He voluntarily admits his mistakes in public, and we should encourage them, right?'

Oh, as much as I think you're playing tricks, the ritual does allow for voluntary public confession. ’

Isn't that all there is to it? Concentrate and listen to what he has to say. ’

Under the light, Rafter fell to his knees, his hands trembling and involuntarily clasped together and placed on his chest. He looked up and found that tears were streaming uncontrollably, and his heart was filled with grief and remorse. The urge to confess is irrepressible, and silence seems to bring more harm. In the haze, he saw Feich's eyes staring intently, and he saw both a holy silver light and a stern and cruel red fire. He didn't understand why this was happening, but since he said the first word, he couldn't stop it.

"I peep", "I touched the servant's ass", "I took Miasha's anchovies and sold them disguised as a mouse", "I sprinkled itchy powder on the washed sheets", "I hid Kwania's socks in Ernizar's pillowcase", "I secretly made a yoyo liquid and sold it to the Tabaku Imported Grocery Store and used it on winter tobacco leaves......"

"Poof!" a couple of smokers spat out their pipes from their mouths. The precious thing that is usually carefully held in the palm of the hand falls on the ground with a crisp sound. "What's in the tobacco?"

The confessional ceremony was interrupted by a sudden inquiry from an outsider. Lever broke free of the Light, and suddenly found himself about to be surrounded by a crowd. He jerked out a bottle containing a black liquid from his bosom and held it high: "Don't come here! This is the poison of the bone demon, your muscles will atrophy permanently and become paralyzed after you are hit! Put away the spell and calm down, this kid is using a spell to trap me! He controls my mouth, he is framing me!"

"Come, throw the bottle at me, see if I'm afraid? You're afraid that you've been deceived, the bone demon poison is white and red, and the little devil poison is black. Do you know how to do alchemy?" Feige chattered as he moved closer to him, his eyes staring straight into his eyes, and then suddenly moving away for a moment, as if to glance at Rayver's back. At the same time, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, as if he was giving an order......

Levor subconsciously turned his head to his left, trying to observe out of the corner of his eye. Feige swung his left fist, and Ritsuri armed the seal and strengthened his fist, slamming it his temple. In front of everyone's eyes, Thunder's entire skull shook violently, and his eyeballs almost flew out. This kind of heavy blow, even a strong man can't stand it, let alone a bad old man. He went straight to the ground without question.

There's no one behind Lev, and he's been deceived by Feige's actions. I lost consciousness for a moment, and the bottle in my hand didn't have time to throw it, still holding it firmly in my palm. Feige snapped his fingers, took the black bottle in his hand, and looked at it by the light. "Hey, it's really a bone demon poison, it's in good condition!"

"Tie him up. One of the spellcasters said angrily, "No, let's see if there's anything else hidden on him!" Search his room and call the Inquisitor of the Sacred Heart! Tabaku Grocery Store, and it, can't let it go! Can't let it go!"

"It was such a coincidence, I didn't know it was going to happen. Feiqi picked up the Bone Demon Poison in a grand manner, and then said to the other spellcasters, "Hello, I'm Feiqi Snowman Ice Peak, obviously new here. It's an honor to meet you. ”