The Golovin Apothecary's Guild, one of the largest guilds in the Imperial Capital, is located in the best location of a bustling shopping street near the Golovin hills, with four street-facing shops in three storeys proving the wealth and influence of the guild.

Once.

When Loren arrived, all that was left was dark rubble, ruined houses, soldiers of the garrison blocking the streets, and members of the Holy Cross who were helping the victims deal with the "aftermath".

Because the location of the accident was a bustling shopping street, and it was a pharmacist guild closely related to the upper echelons of the empire, the garrison movement was very fast—the case that occurred in the early morning was basically finished by noon, and if it weren't for the smell of blood in the air and the blood stains on the ground, I am afraid that some people would mistakenly think that there were no casualties.

The collapsed ruins were piled up, and all that remained of the original bright and bright building was the remnants of the fire, and the large characters on it that were smeared with blood, which were incomparably conspicuous.

Blood, debt, blood!

The black-haired wizard stared at the wall, silent.

In the corner, a few broken wands were piled up. Loren, who stepped forward, slowly squatted down, picked up one of them, and gently knocked off the dust on it.

The wand's fracture was bumpy, apparently broken by force, and the wand contained a thick layer of solidified liquid, mixed with red and soot, as well as many unidentified substances.

It's not blood, coagulated plasma doesn't look like this ... It's grease.

It is the grease that melts the muscles by fire.

Looking at the other wands in the corner... Loren, who was expressionless, probably counted, and there were almost twenty-five or sixteen.

Every wizard, regardless of the discipline in which he specialises, receives a wand as a gift from his mentor at the end of his studies, signifying his transition from apprenticeship to qualified wizard.

A wand is a wizard.

The black-haired wizard, who was silent, took his wand into his arms.

"Loren, Loren, why are you here?!"

The black-haired wizard turned his head to look at the other end of the ruins, and the little priest Weber, covered in dust and sweat, was looking at him in shock, with a slightly frightened expression on his face.

"The Holy Cross is above... Didn't you go to visit Master Lussac, how did you come to the Apothecary's Guild?!" He hurriedly threw down a large pile of files in his arms, and hurriedly ran to the black-haired wizard's side:

"Are you hurt, is there anything wrong with you? Holy Cross bless you, fortunately you're still alive... Come on, come on, I've got a survivor here!"

"Don't worry, I just got the ...... from the Imperial Justice."

The black-haired wizard first stopped a few garrison soldiers running towards him, and just as he comforted the little priest with a wry smile on his face, he suddenly noticed something:

"Webb, you... How do you know that I went to visit Master Lussack today?"

"Hmm? I was told by Lord Ain Rand... I thought you already knew. The little priest, who was still a little afraid, wiped the sweat from his forehead and frowned: "Ain Rand... There was another young gray-haired gentleman who had visited Thran in my church this morning...... They didn't tell you?"

Mr. Grey Haired... Lusen?

Loren raised an eyebrow, it made sense that a small wizard would do this... Although it was only a dozen days, Thran Corvo was indeed her apprentice, and it was normal for her to care about his health.

With Lu Sien here, I don't need to worry about her safety......

"Wait... Then how did you come to the Apothecary's Guild?"

"Uh... This, this is because of some very special reasons. The little priest's cheeks turned red, and he changed the subject in embarrassment: "That... Loren, what do you want to do here?"

"In Master Lussac's case, I need members of the Apothecary's Guild to testify. ”

Loren raised his eyebrows and turned his gaze to the blood words on the wall: "But now it seems... It shouldn't be possible. ”

"At the time of the incident, the main members of the Apothecary's Guild were meeting over Master Lussac's affairs to discuss how to calm the increasingly unfavorable public opinion about them in the imperial capital. ”

The little priest sighed and shook his head sadly: "Because it was too early in the day and the soldiers on patrol were on duty, it didn't notice until the explosion came...... Holy Cross Blessing!"

"Are there no survivors?"

"Loren, I... I'm sorry. The little priest turned his head.

The black-haired wizard's gaze grew cold, and he slowly clenched his fists.

Dry... It's beautiful!

The top management of the pharmacist's guild was completely wiped out, and the remaining pharmacists must be in danger, and it's good that they don't hide at home and don't go out...... No one will dare to testify in court on behalf of Lusac Corvo!

After all... Not everyone's surname is De Salion, and it can make those who hide behind the scenes restrain their hands and dare not be presumptuous easily.

"Let go, take away your dirty hands, why catch me?!"

"I'm a devout member of the Holy Cross, and I'm doing this to sweep away the damned garbage, scum, and devils who deserve hell for the great Holy Cross!"

"Do you know who those people are?! They are all executioners and murderers with blood-soaked hands! These were the servants of these devils, who made sacrifices to the devil with the people of the Holy Cross!"

"Dare to catch me, are you also quite the devil's lackey?!"

The noisy shouting made Loren look sideways, but the little priest beside him lowered his head in embarrassment, not daring to meet his gaze.

"I'll go take a look. ”

"Loren, don't be impulsive, let's ......" reached out to stop Weber, the little priest of the black-haired wizard, but he couldn't even touch his clothes, so he had to follow awkwardly.

The spitting young man unconsciously stopped in front of the black-haired wizard, and stared at him in distraction for a moment: "Who are you?"

"Nothing, just a sudden curiosity about what you're saying. A "smile" suddenly appeared on Loren's face, but the young man couldn't help but shudder:

"You just said... The top leaders of the Apothecary's Guild are all lackeys of the devil, and there are sacrifices or something... Did I hear me right?"

"That's right!" The young man's eyes were stunned, and he danced excitedly: "Not only them, but also the wizards one by one, what alchemists are juggling... All are lackeys of the devil, sacrificing the people of the Holy Cross to the devil... They all deserve to die, they deserve to go to hell!"

"Sacrifice... This is a very serious crime, do you have any proof?"

"Of course! I was almost killed by them back then... If I hadn't drunk the potion they gave......"

"How old are you?"

"II.20...... What's wrong?"

"No way. ”

"What, what's impossible?"

"I've checked the files, the names of the victims and survivors of the motion put forward by the Pharmacists' Guild that year... It was almost ten years ago, and none of the survivors were younger than fifteen... It's unfortunate. ”

"Well, that's my mistake, can't I remember wrong?!" The young man with a frantic look was furious, shouting at the top of his voice: "Anyway, wizards don't have a good thing, and all those who have anything to do with them are the devil's minions!"

"Really?" the black-haired wizard tugged at the corners of his mouth, still smiling:

"Yellowing of the eyes, bare muscles on the temples and neck, slight twitching of facial muscles and limbs, dull complexion, severe hair loss, cracked corners of the mouth ......"

"Y-What the hell are you talking about?!"

"Oh, and a slight stutter. Loren, who was expressionless, looked at the panicked youth: "These are very standard, and there are side effects of long-term use of addictive and harmful drugs. ”

"By the way, let me remind you that the reason why those potions are addictive, except for some special ingredients, is the remnants of the void... That is, the 'power of the devil' that you are referring to is too high, and it will produce very real illusions. ”

"And it's funny... Few people know that if you take this medicine in large quantities for a long time, your body will eventually develop mutations... To put it simply, maybe you'll wake up and find yourself a ghoul, or some kind of red-haired monster with four hands and eight eyes!"

"Of course, as a devout member of the Holy Cross, you don't have to worry about this, take your leave. ”

Under the frightened gaze of the young man, the "smiling" black-haired wizard turned away without looking back behind his hands.

It wasn't until he was far away that the young man suddenly became furious, and waved his fists so wildly that it took all the strength of both guards to hold him down.

"I see, you're also with those devils, and you're also a wizard, the devil's lackey!"

"Wait, it won't be long before there is no place for you in the imperial capital!"

"Long live the Holy Cross, long live His Majesty the Emperor! Long live justice——!"

"Long live justice——!