Knocking off the dust on his body and walking through the corpses all over the place, Loren kicked open the door of the Cane Gang's base camp, and the wooden door that was already crumbling couldn't withstand such a sudden blow, and fell to the ground with a "boom", turning into two pieces of rotten wood.

There was also a dead silence in the room.

The gangsters and minions who were killed fell to the ground in various ways, and they died in different ways, but basically they were directly wiped on their necks. The messy corpses were piled up almost everywhere they could, and it didn't look like it was possible to drop a single living mouth.

It's quiet like a tomb.

But that doesn't mean there won't be any clues, Loren frowned, carefully searching the blood-stained floor, trying not to miss any anomalies as much as possible, his dark pupils constantly focusing and zooming, trying to find something "different" from those blood stains.

The note to Alto Bellini was intentional on his part, but he didn't expect it to cause such a violent reaction from the genius alchemist, which greatly surprised him.

Now that the other party has already done this, he will definitely spare no effort to eliminate himself, because Loren himself will do the same. A latent enemy with strong hostility and threat must be eliminated if it cannot cooperate temporarily, or it will leave a serious scourge.

After all, no one wants to have an enemy who is scheming around the clock and is bent on killing you, does it?

So there must be no flaws and opportunities left for the enemy, especially ...... Hmm? Loren, who raised his eyebrows and noticed something, squatted down, his expression a little solemn.

Although the floor is covered with blood, it does not mean that every one is exactly the same, and the length of time it has been clotting will change the color of the blood, and the fresh blood that covers the original blood will be blurred, but it will still leave traces.

This place at the foot was very obvious, extending from the position of the gate all the way forward, blocked by several corpses in front and back, and then to the top of the staircase, the bleeding was very heavy - so it was concluded that one of the gangsters did not die directly after being seriously injured, but struggled for a long time, and climbed all the way up to the second floor after the mercenaries left.

For a dying man, it takes an extremely strong will to do so. He must have known very well that he would have no way to survive after climbing such a long distance, but he still had to finish it.

So...... Whatever he wanted to do, this man was a potential threat to himself, a ticking time bomb. A frowning Loren looked at the dead people in the room behind him, walked up the stairs with a blank face, and followed the blood trail to the door of a house.

Loren had already guessed who the person in the room was.

Pushing open the door, the dark red blood stained to the deepest part of the house, and the scar-faced man named Luca, the same name as an elven war dancer, was sitting in the chair that had belonged to Verstelno, gasping for breath with a fine briar pipe in his mouth, and a satisfied smile on his face.

"You're finally here, Master Ain Rand Wizard. Scarface was as male as a thread, and his hoarse voice was a little proud: "In order to wait for you to come, I have lasted until now"

"There are some things I have to tell you before I die!"

.................. In the dilapidated wooden house, Verllow Bellini, tied to a chair, had his head hanging down his chest, and his wounded limbs were still twitching slightly.

Standing in front of him, Edward, the night watchman, hugged his shoulders and looked at this incomparably precious captive with a complicated expression, and his mood was even worse, even far beyond his expectations.

"What's the situation, how much does he know?"

Peter Fasha, who was supposed to have been "hanged", was standing there as if nothing was happening at the moment, looking at Verlot, who had passed out, and was a little uneasy: "Are you sure he won't wake up suddenly?"

"You can rest assured that for two quarters of an hour he is indistinguishable from a dead man, except for his heartbeat and pulse. Edward replied casually, his eyes still fixed on the Aalto Mentor.

Peter nodded, Edward, who was born in Gutter Alley, was the most proficient in interrogation among the remaining people, and since he had made a promise, there would be no problem: "Your expression looks a little strange. ”

"I'm not just a little weird, it's more serious than you think, and even more serious than any of us think!" the indifferent Edward frowned, and then sighed helplessly:

"There are two pieces of news, one good and one bad, which one are you going to listen to first?"

"Really?"

"No, it's fake. We have only one bad piece of news and one worse piece of news, and none of them you will want to hear. ”

Edward's tone was dejected: "First of all, our first task is that it has failed now - this Mentor Verlow really knows nothing about that Isaac Grantham, or any information about the Holy Blood Elixir, not even the very least!"

I would have liked to use some of Aalto's used equipment, books to borrow, and ingredients for the recipe...... But it turned out that he didn't know anything at all. All these things were handled by Aalto himself, and Verlot didn't even have the right to intervene!

Of course, it's also possible that he didn't intend to ask at all. But I suspect that in fact, the entire Bellini family is basically in a state of ignorance about the Holy Blood Elixir, and their understanding may not be as good as that of the wizards of the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower, just knowing that this thing is very useful. After all, the Bellini family has never been a family famous for wizards!"

"In other words, if you want to get the potion, you can only catch Aalto Bellini himself?" Peter Fasha's expression was extremely ugly: "It's a dead loop!"

Edward nodded approvingly - if they wanted to get the formula for the Holy Blood Elixir, they had to capture Aalto himself alive, but if they could really do this, why did they bother until now?

They had already done their best to catch Verlot, and even Peter Fasha himself had to be "killed" and could no longer appear in the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower, which was equivalent to cutting off a source of information for them!

In comparison, Aalto's side must be more closely defended than Verlot, and he himself must be much more cautious than his mentor, and it is impossible to trick him into leaving Eberton and his guards with a lie or two.

"Mission failed, let Vera and the others prepare to evacuate from here. Peter's mood was even more lost than Edward's, and he waved his hand weakly: "The Bellini family must have received the news, someone will come to save Verlot in a while, we must leave as soon as possible, and then go to assist His Excellency Loren Turin!"

"Until then, there's second, worse news. Edward's expression was more solemn than before: "It's about the deal between the Holy Cross Church and the Bellini family. ”

Peter immediately became nervous.

"It seems that the Bellini family has realized how unpopular they really are in the Nine-Pointed Star Wizarding Tower - the wizards can tolerate them because of the Bellini family's wealth and influence over the mercenary groups in the city. As long as the Bellini family remains, Ebolden will be able to prosper and be stable.

But the Bellini family is not only after that, so they do intend to ally with the Holy Cross. When the new bishop arrives at Ebolden, the Bellini family will donate the recipe for the Holy Blood potion to the Church, and they seem to be preparing to use it on a large scale at Ebolden.

This is a win-win situation for both, the Bellini family will gain great prestige, and the church will establish authority in the hearts of those at the bottom of the population - in Ebolden, the stronghold of the wizarding world, to re-establish a positive image of the church. ”

"This, this... What are they going to do?!" Peter was speechless in shock: "This is Ebolden!Besides, even if they do, this is a brand new potion, who knows what its effect will be without testing?!"

"So they started a long time ago. ”

Edward's expression was not much better than Peter's: "As early as a few months ago, that is, after Rut Infernit led us to fight for the Holy Blood Elixir, the Bellini family had already begun to conduct experiments on living people, and it was on a large scale. ”

"Then why hasn't anyone found out... Wait! Could it be that they ......" Peter suddenly guessed a terrible truth.

"That's right. Edward nodded:

"It's in the sewers. ”