At night, there was a sense of murder near Obohar's prison. If you stand nearby, you can faintly hear the heart-rending screams coming from inside.

Rostri stood at the door of his cell, his long staff pointing at the man in front of him. The inscription on the surface of the staff flickered, and several gray-white mist appeared on the top, which were as thick as liquid, intertwined and twisted towards the man.

"Ah......h But under the continuous invasion of the white mist, he shouted in pain.

At this time, Rostri was casting a dark mid-level magic, the Corrosion Technique. This is a channeling spell that causes the target to rot all over their body and gradually erode their internal organs. However, if the caster can control the intensity of the spell, Corrosion will only cause minor damage to the surface of the target's skin and cause him great pain, often used as a punishment.

"Tell me, where are the children you have taken away?" said Count Hackett coldly. At the same time, he gestured to Rostry, signaling that he could stop for a while.

The cell was silent, save for the man's heavy gasps.

"I'm running out of patience. Earl Hackett said. "In the name of the Count, I vouch for you, you only need to lead us to those children and be free. ”

The man, as if he hadn't heard, his long dirty hair hanging down, would have slumped to the ground if it weren't for the shackles fixed above.

Hackett sighed and gave Rostri a look, who understood, raised his hand and began to chant the incantation. The man let out a scream like a pig. His body twisted violently, and fine streaks of blood oozed from the surface of his skin......

Ten minutes later, the office of the prison.

"Old friend, I know it might be a bit embarrassing for you to ask such a question, I wonder how much the Wizards' Guild knows about the Shadow Wizards?"

"Truth be told, Obohar is a blessing to have a city lord like you. Rostryt paused, his tone sincere. "What I do know is that the Wizards' Guild has launched an investigation in full force, and the senior mages of each branch have been assigned to participate in the investigation. For the first time in three hundred years, the Magic Council has been activated, and the great magicians have all come out, which shows how seriously the headquarters attaches this matter. ”

"The Magic Council?"

"That's right, it's a mysterious organization within the Wizards' Guild, and even I don't know much about it. ”

Rostri sighed and continued, "There are clues that the Shadow Wizards will take the children, and they should use them for a cruel sacrifice, and they need children younger than ten years old. The circumstances of those who were taken away over the age of 10 are still unknown. ”

"These brutes deserve to go to hell!" Count Hackett slammed his fist on the table with a muffled thud.

"I'll send someone to Casali now, and Your Majesty will definitely punish the murderer severely. Hackett pretended to be light-hearted, but his eyes were full of worry.

......

The kingdom of Divos, located in the southeast of the continent of Lafrey, was unfamiliar to most of the people of the Beseka Kingdom, separated by thousands of miles and inaccessible, usually taking four or five days by passenger ship, and more quickly by flying machine.

The past two days have not been good for Vice President York. Two days earlier, he had followed Catrina aboard the armed goblin airship bound for Casali, and there had been no incident, but in that small place, York had to disguise himself in order to hide his whereabouts. With his long gray hair tucked into a tall hat and his entire face covered in a scarf, and with his voluminous robe, he was sure that Katrina would not recognize him.

However, this was so normal in Obojar that it became a nightmare for Casali, and York was in a state of confusion all the way, not knowing how he got on the ship to the Duchy of Lucan. After arriving in the Duchy of Lucan, the temperature cooled down, and York secretly followed Katrina on an airship that went directly to Montdia, the capital of Dvosk.

Dvosk is known as the Magic Kingdom, but it's also a desert kingdom through and through. It is said that the kingdom of Ataga was founded without including this desert in its territory, and later some magicians founded the kingdom of Divosk there. There are hundreds of oases of various sizes throughout Dvosk, and the capital city of Montedia is built on top of the largest oasis.

Usually Montedia has a hot, arid and rainy climate, but York shuddered when he got off the airship. It was afternoon in Montdia, but the sun had already set, and a light rain was pouring outside, and the whole city was shrouded in foggy shadows.

It was a chore, and York's heart was full of bitterness but there was nowhere to pour it. But he did not dare to slack off, and Katrina in front of him was almost disappearing into the gray street, and he hastened to follow.

The city of Montedia is very special, at least from the outside. The buildings are dominated by red brick buildings, and most of the houses are tall, with four- and five-story townhouses visible from time to time. The feeling of oppression brought by the houses on both sides made the otherwise modest streets seem even narrower and more crowded.

It's only in Montedia that you can truly understand what the Magic Kingdom means. The Magic Kingdom doesn't mean that there are only magicians here, but that everything here is magical. Trains whizz overhead, neon lights on either side glow seductively, and the streets are bustling with people and a mix of languages. Strangely dressed magicians and pilots of strange machines can be found everywhere, and obscure magical spells and the sound of light and heavy machinery form the background of the city.

York didn't have time to admire these things now, and he followed Katrina closely from ten paces away. It seems that there are no major problems with this mission, and I hope there will be no more such "business trips" in the future. A cold wind blew, and York pulled his hand out of his pocket and slipped his somewhat loose scarf back.

York had followed Katrina through four or five blocks, and soon Katrina turned into an alley. York's heart was pounding, and Katrina should have arrived at her destination.

Just then, a slight wave of magic came from the alley. York's heart tightened, and a bad premonition came over him. He quickened his pace and turned into the alley, and he was momentarily dumbfounded by the sight of what he saw - it turned out to be a dead end.

On the street she had passed before, Katrina walked unhurriedly. The crystal ball in her hand reflected York's annoyed face as he took off his hat.

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