Feeling the texture of the hilt in his hand, and the weight that was much lighter than all his previous weapons, Loren began to try to connect it to his own spiritual temple. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This was not difficult, especially for a person who had taken the science of spells, knowing how to use such items was a must, after all, all high-level spells required a wand to use - although he still hadn't gotten his own wand.

"May the void be with you. ”

Gently muttering the spell that was originally a joke, the originally empty spiritual hall seemed to be "activated", and in an instant, Loren felt that his consciousness was forcibly extended, and the cold alchemy product in his hand seemed to have its own life and emotion, and was connected with himself by some kind of power.

The runes on the silver-plated blade emitted a light blue glow—just for a moment, the faint spot of light instantly tore through the surrounding air and condensed into a gray-blue "blade" about a meter long, exuding a crystal-like serene and elegant luster.

But even if he didn't move, Loren could clearly feel the power of the sword - it was a mess, exploding and colliding all the time, as if it wanted to tear everything around it to pieces!

Shocked for a moment, Loren, with a little anticipation, slashed the "lightsaber" at the stake in front of him. At the same time as the touch, the originally calm gray-blue blade suddenly became extremely restless, and without the slightest hesitation, the right hand continued to swing down, splitting the stake in two.

No, the word "chop" is a complete mistake...... Looking at the half-cut stake on the ground that was almost shattered into a pile of dregs, Loren couldn't help but think. The jagged cross-section of the canine teeth is almost like it has been bitten by some kind of beast.

In any case, it was a rather special weapon - unlike a forged knight's sword or any spear with the tip of a sword, it was not sharp or strong, and even leather armor could not penetrate it if it was touched at all.

But if used properly, this "sword" can tear any armor to shreds, and in an instant.

If anything, it's that it's been held for too short. With Loren's current mental strength, it is not enough to turn it into an "artifact" that sharpens iron like clay in an instant, and the maintenance time of a few seconds makes it only a backup means rather than a weapon for head-to-head confrontation with the enemy.

"Toys. ”

Loren, who sensed the voice behind him, immediately turned around respectfully, bowed to the black-robed wizard who was walking towards him, and put his hands behind his back.

"Mentor Dalton. ”

"As a wizard, what you should focus on is how this alchemical artifact works. Dalton didn't seem to hear what he said: "Magic is never the best way to kill, at least not the most efficient." ”

"But they are both one of the means to solve the problem, it is just a difference in the way and the way. There was a humble smile on the corner of his mouth, but Loren didn't mean to back down: "Do you have anything to order?"

Dalton Kander didn't seem to have any intention of dwelling, just glanced at him coldly: "Do you remember what happened in Gumu Town?"

Loren nodded, and an inexplicable sense of foreboding came to his mind, Dalton couldn't have brought it up for no reason.

"That Father Anthony is dead. Dalton said this sentence calmly, but he could still see that he was not in a good mood: "Two days ago, and he died in the church, bitten to death by ghouls. ”

Loren frowned, the fist of his right hand clenched suddenly.

"But Draco is dead, and there is no way his ghoul is still alive. Loren's tone was somewhat stunned: "I cremated his body with my own hands!"

"So this time it's not going to be him, it's someone else. Dalton's look was also bad: "And in this way, the academy is in danger, and the church will not let us go." ”

Loren could certainly understand what Dalton meant—he had tried his best to cover up the truth and make things in Gumu look like an accident had fooled the priest. But the same thing happened twice, and after dealing with it on its own, no one who had no brains would take it as an accident.

What's more important is that even if it is really an accident, a church priest is killed, and the Holy Cross Church will certainly not sit idly by. It was the Wimpal Academy that was responsible for handling the incident, and the natural responsibility was also the Academy's.

Even if it really had nothing to do with the college, it would be an excellent excuse for the churches that are hell-bent on destroying the college.

"I need you to go to Gumu Town again tomorrow and investigate thoroughly. Dalton paused: "Also, it could be a trap, so caution comes first." ”

"It's speculation, but I suspect someone is trying to frame the Academy - since you've met Draco, you should know that not all the wizards here agree with our approach. ”

This is obvious, although the Wimpal Academy has earned itself a legal status in the dukedom, it has also had to take on corresponding obligations, and in the eyes of some wandering wizards, it is probably no different from the lackeys of the church and the nobility.

And the fact that the other party killed a priest in the church with such fanfare also proves how fearless they are. It's probably not enough to just find out what happened in Gumu Town, and those who dare to do this kind of thing will definitely not be just wandering wizards who hide in Tibet all day long and hide their identities.

"Since the church is not aware of the problem now, we still have time. I didn't expect you to find anything in Gumu, but if there's any clue......"

Before Dalton could finish speaking, he suddenly turned his gaze to the direction of the academy's gate and walked briskly. Loren, who was somewhat perceptive, followed closely behind him.

Before he could get to the location of the north tower, Loren could faintly hear what seemed to be movement in the distance. When the two of them reached the walls of the academy castle, they saw a group of cavalry and carriages coming from the direction of the town.

At the head of this procession was a heavily armed knight, with a red background and a gold cross flag fluttering in the wind in his hands.

"Holy Cross Church, it seems they got the news too. Dalton Kander's expression stiffened, and it was clear that things had gone beyond his expectations: "We're in trouble. ”

Loren nodded subconsciously - the other party came here with such fanfare, obviously to come to Xingshi to ask for guilt.

"In the name of the Church of the Holy Cross, open the door!"

The knight with the banner rushed to the gate of the castle of Vimpal and shouted directly without any politeness: "We are the messengers of the Bishop, and we have come to convey the orders of the Bishop Fabiang!"

"I'll go to Abbot Peter. Dalton Kander, who was standing on the wall, replied without humility or arrogance: "Please also ask the messengers of the Bishops to wait a moment. ”

"It seems that things are still turning around. Almost as soon as he turned around, Dalton immediately whispered to Loren behind him: "Fabiang didn't come in person, which proves that he doesn't want to do things desperately, leaving us leeway." ”

Or that he did not have absolute evidence and certainty that he would be able to expel the Vimpal Academy from the dukedom...... Loren guessed in his heart. I'm afraid that the other party wants to take advantage of Father Anthony's death this time to pour sewage on the academy.

However, Draco, who had disguised himself as a priest, had given Loren some speculation, maybe there were other wizards hidden within the church, or maybe it was simply the people of the church who were shouting about the thief?

Regardless of which one it is, this incident is an excellent excuse, but the other party is not very sure, and it may even be that this is just the first step of the other party, and the next one is ......

"Don't speculate until you get to the bottom of the facts. Dalton, who was walking in front with his back to him, suddenly stopped, and said to Loren behind him, "Keep your composure and don't forget who you are - you are a wizard." At all times, you should be sensible and calm. ”

Loren's expression was a little surprised.

But then he let out a long breath and regained his usual formulaic smile on his face.

"Yes, Mentor. ”