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To the south of the Golovin hills, at the foot of the hill opposite the Heavenly Dome Palace, there are old fortresses that are mottled with vicissitudes of life, and because of age, the original pure white walls have become dirty, like a black stain under the glory of the imperial capital.

Although old, the fortress was surrounded by towers, full of expressionless, heavily armed guards, and the tightness of the defense alone was not even below the Celestial Dome.

The name of the fort has long been forgotten, and today the nobles of the imperial capital refer to it as the "Black Prison" – a prison dedicated to the detention of felons.

The black-haired wizard, who had waited an hour for permission, was finally able to step through the rusty cast-iron gate after stuffing the jailer with a bag full of silver coins.

Nominally, Loren, an ordinary wizard, was of course not qualified to enter, but as a wizard advisor to His Royal Highness, the jailer who did not dare to offend the royal family and was greedy for money still agreed to his request.

Behind the gate was a gloomy corridor, illuminated by torches on the wall at the end, flanked by small square holes and rusted iron bars.

The dim yellowing of the fire, the cold, damp walls, the overflowing stench of corpses, the rats shuttling between the seepage floors... There were also withered arms sticking out from behind the fence.

But it's all bearable......

Loren frowned, from the moment he stepped into the corridor, he felt an extremely obvious pressure, as if two awls were constantly piercing his brain from his ears.

This prison can still suppress the connection between the void and consciousness... Not to mention using spells, the black-haired wizard found that he couldn't even meditate!

I can't put it off any longer, I have to get out of this hellish place before the Imperial Justice arrives... The black-haired wizard picked up his pace and walked towards his goal.

“...... Lussac Corvo, a famous alchemist in the imperial capital, who was proficient in pharmacy, medicine, and ancient runes, and was the next president of the Apothecary's guild;

About two months ago, he was hired by the Charn family as Siscott Charn's personal physician...... Nominally, he was recuperating for the late Chancellor of the Exchequer, and was also responsible for all the regular check-ups;

At midnight last night, Scott Charn, who was on his way to a banquet at the Royal Wizarding Academy, suddenly became unwell when he walked into the hall, vomiting blood and falling to the ground, and died violently a minute later;

Later, after investigation, it was found that Master Siscott did not die violently, but was poisoned... Master Siscott did not eat anything from evening until midnight, and the only thing he ate was the potion prepared by Master Lussac for the maintenance of his body;

And after investigation, this potion was also found to be an alchemy potion containing extremely strong void power, which was enough to reach the point of death for an old man who had never been exposed to wizard knowledge;

As a result, Lussac Kovo, who worked as a private physician, was found to be a serious suspect and was imprisoned in a black cell awaiting trial......"

After reading the last word on the scroll in his hand, the black-haired wizard slowly raised his head to look at the middle-aged man sitting in front of him.

He was tied to a torture stake, covered from head to toe, and there was no difference between the clotted blood scabs and the tattered blood-stained prison uniform.

"It is an honour to meet you, Your Excellency Lussac Covo, in Lower Loren Turin, and your son Seran Covo is my friend. ”

"I'm here to help you get away with it. ”

The middle-aged man in a trance tried his best to open his eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched with difficulty:

"Exoneration?"

"Why, why exonerate me?"

Loren paused for a moment and frowned slightly: "Didn't you hear clearly? I just said, I'm also a wizard, and I'm also a friend of your son......"

"I didn't ask you this. The scarred Lussac hung his head and interrupted the black-haired wizard with a low moan: "I'm asking you, why did you exonerate me... What do you want from me?"

"Hmm... Because you were clearly framed and scapegoated......"

"Young ——!"

There was a sound of breaking wind in Lussac's throat, and his bloodshot eyes stared at the black-haired wizard's face:

"Don't think... I'm as easy to deceive as my son, this is a black prison, how could an ordinary wizard get here?!"

"And I know your name, you are the wizarding advisor of His Highness Brandon de Salion!"

"How can you, a royal cronie, come to me at all pains to come to me, just for a little, wizard's apprentice's prayer?"

"Tell me, what are you doing for?!"

The middle-aged man bound in chains was like a wounded beast, his eyes widening and he pounced on the black-haired wizard.

The expressionless Loren was silent for a long time, and an indifferent smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

is worthy of being Golovin's premier alchemy master, not a small role that can be played casually......

"What a faux pas, Master Lussac, you guessed it, I'm not here just to help you get away with it. Loren bowed to the other sincerely: "Or should I say that this is only my purpose. ”

The dying middle-aged man leaned against the torture pillar, but his eyes were very clear.

"You should have noticed that the whole thing seems to be to track down the murderer of Lord Siscott and give an explanation to the nobles of the imperial capital and His Majesty the Emperor, but in fact, the real purpose of the mastermind behind the scenes is actually to target the wizarding class of the entire Golovin!"

The black-haired wizard, who finally became serious, said in a deep voice: "Just last night, the garrison of the imperial capital actually arrived at the Royal Wizarding Academy in less than an hour - if it weren't for Master Albert, I'm afraid half of the apprentices would have been imprisoned!"

"So whether you're or the apprentices of the Royal Wizarding Academy... It's just an excuse for those people, a reason to use against the entire wizarding class. ”

"Therefore... You must not be involved in this case, not even any wizard!"

With a sigh, Loren stood up: "What's more, I also believe that the credibility and dignity of Master Lussac will definitely not be the kind of patient who assists the murderer in poisoning himself for profit or anything." ”

"That's definitely not something that a doctor who once rejected the title of Imperial Physician and was proud of a wizard would do!"

Loren deliberately said righteously, and looked at the middle-aged man who was dying with great sincerity: "Even if you don't think about these and don't care about your personal dignity and honor, what should Therland do?"

"Do you really want to see your own son, the loss of the father he was proud of and relied on, and the blood relative who was seen as a murderer in the contemptuous eyes of others?"

Lussac raised his head suddenly, coughed repeatedly, and the corners of his mouth were full of blood.

"I tell you, Master Lussac......" Loren knelt directly in front of him, his eyes facing each other:

"You can think I'm suspicious, you can think I've ulterior motives, it doesn't matter. ”

"But, I will definitely find out the truth of this matter, catch the real culprit behind the scenes, and return your innocence - in order to keep all the wizards in the entire imperial capital safe!"

"In order to do that, I need you to tell me everything you know, exactly as it is. ”

Lussac's eyes narrowed into a slit, pulling the chains on his body, and he looked at the black-haired wizard weakly, his expression extremely complicated.

"Do you really want to know the truth?"

Loren nodded solemnly: "For you, for Therland, and for the wizards of the imperial capital." ”

"Well, in that case, I'll tell you. The middle-aged man was finally willing to speak:

"The culprit who killed the former Chancellor of the Exchequer, Scott Charn, is none other than ......"

"That's me!"

For a moment, the black-haired wizard's expression froze.

Loren's eyes widened, and his throat kept twitching, not knowing what to say: "Master Lussac, didn't I make it clear just now, what I want to know is ......"

"What you want to know is that there is someone else who is behind the murderer - then I will tell you again, there is no such thing as a 'murderer' behind the scenes, it is just me and Scott from beginning to end. ”

Lussac Kovo said coldly:

"It's me, I saw him drink the bottle of alchemy that poisoned him!"

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