On this day, when Wren walked into the occult classroom, he heard Morris's anxious voice.

"Wren, Tim disappeared last night."

Frowning, Tim was the second son of a baron, a little fat man with a little freckles on his face, Wren was a little puzzled: "Don't panic, speak slowly." ”

Morris barely calmed down, he was Tim's best friend, and glanced around at the people around him, some things were inconvenient to say in front of everyone.

The two walked up to the rooftop of Building 4 and explained, "Last night, Tim didn't come home after school, and the school has commissioned the 7th game to find someone.

However, as you know, the ability to handle things in the 7th round is not reliable, and the Baron has entrusted the Witchers Guild with it. ”

The 7th game is a special agency of the official Farolan that specializes in dealing with the crimes of the Transcendents and the Demons, and it is quite influential in the local Faroland.

However, it has only been established for a hundred years, and it is mainly aimed at mid- and low-level transcendents or investigation intelligence, which is not as powerful as the Demon Hunter Association.

As long as you can afford it, the Witchers Guild will dare to kill even the Duke of Darkness to show you.

Morris handed him a letter: "This is what Dean Kayla asked me to give you, and she said that someone wants to entrust you with this task, and if you are going to take it, open this letter." ”

Wren didn't hesitate to open it directly, this was most likely sent by the old goat.

Mission Report 22: Tim, the second son of Baron Kimchi's family, suddenly disappeared last night, and witnesses said he and his classmate Alice went to the old town to the west.

Note: Come to the association immediately in the afternoon.

Raised eyebrows, this matter is a bit strange, Alice is 19 years old, is Tim's tablemate, redhead and blue-eyed, is a cute girl.

Tim fell in love with her at first sight, or just coveted her, in short, she was very suspicious.

It's just very strange, she is just the daughter of a merchant, how dare she frame the second son of a baron, the key is what good does it do her?

I didn't think much about it, when class time came, the two returned to the classroom, and the teacher arrived on time.

It was Kayla, who was wearing a women's suit and looked very shrewd and capable, and she herself was the head teacher of the class.

There was no politeness, she directly wrote the runes one by one smoothly on the blackboard: "The basis of the transcendent language is the Berg rune, and the mage, warlock, wizard and other professions are proficient in this script.

Even the paladins will have some buff and purification runes, and the church's holy text is actually a special type of rune, which has stronger lethality against the demons......

Being able to use the spiritual energy in the body to depict the rune array or combine it with some special materials is a high-level use of runes, and high-level professionals have more or less mastered some skills......"

Wren listened intently, he had borrowed the Fundamentals of the Bell Language from the Old Goat, and Catherine had several very valuable runes in his bedroom, which she had offered to him from the darkroom before leaving.

And those books are systematic, from the entry level to the master level, the content is very complete, and even involves the realm of the sage.

The runes of the professor of Bushen University are just the basics, and now that I think about it, this knowledge is simply hard to find, I am afraid that it is the runes of the Blois family, which is the bottom of the box, and she gave it to him so easily?

Before the other party left, he even gave him the key to the bedroom on the second floor, and he also knew the secret of the dark room, after all, she opened it in front of him, and there were all kinds of resources in it, as well as her diary.

She told him almost all the secrets, and Wren's mind fluctuated, always thinking that the other party was taking advantage of him, after all, she had taken the scarlet crystal that Claire had left behind, and owed him a bottle of natural source.

But now he realized that he was the one who took advantage, and the other party was the main force in the battle with the Red Witch, and less than half of the scarlet crystals were probably not worth the value of those runes at all.

Besides, that kind of crystal, the duke's family may not be able to get it.

Suppressing the distractions in his heart, after finishing the class, Wren went straight to the Bushen City Demon Hunter Branch.

"Fresh carp, freshly caught from Lake Lomond, is only ten copper thalers each." A fisherman sits at a wooden bucket and shouts.

"Green peas, 12 copper thalers a kilogram." The manor servant who set up the stall shouted.

"Beef patty, fish fillet, ......"

Passing by a market, he bought a beef patty for 3 copper thalers, and rushed north of the city while eating.

Pushing open the exquisite fragrant nan wooden door on the second floor, the inside is full of clouds and smoke, like a fairy heaven...... What a fart!

Wren covered his mouth and nose, and with a flick of his fingers, the window opened with a bang, and he didn't close the door, but stepped back and waited for the smoke to clear before entering.

The old goat was lying on the long table, dragging his chin with his right hand, and holding a large Nanmu pipe with his left hand.

"If you weren't a Soul Gatherer, you'd have died of lung disease." Wren said helplessly, incomprehensibly about this kind of quirk of smoking big cigarettes behind closed doors.

The fifth-order warlock is the engraved talisman, the inscription, the gathering spirit, the transformation array, and the heavenly map.

The old goat put down his pipe and laughed: "You don't understand, except for sleeping women, men's favorite things are cigarettes and alcohol."

I'm sorry to tell you that Tim has gone home except for a little dazed and weak. ”

"What?"

The dusty Wren stared widely: "I rushed here non-stop as soon as I got out of class, but my pants were taken off, and you told me that the mission was canceled?!" ”

The old goat rolled his eyes: "Who told you that it was canceled, the baron's commission was withdrawn, but the association felt that this matter was a bit suspicious and decided to let people investigate, but it was nothing, and it didn't matter if it failed." ”

He handed a stack of report papers to Wren: "Find something to do, it's easy to waste reading all the time." ”

After reading the information carefully, Wren was shocked, and what happened was roughly like this.

Tim and Alice were seen going to the outskirts of the Old Town yesterday evening, but Alice returned home at 8 p.m., and Tim did not return overnight and was found sleeping under a roof the next morning.

The person in Game 7 asked Alice, and she said that after separating from Tim, she went straight home.

Tim had no memory of last night's events, or was reluctant to say anything, because Tim himself was not hurt and took the initiative to protect Alice.

This matter is basically over, and the 7th game has not found out why.

"It's strange, there must be something strange in it!" Wren asserted.

"Bang Bang!"

The old goat suddenly clapped his hands and smiled very obscenely: "It's not just weird, but also this!" What are two young people in their prime doing in the woods on the outskirts of the old city?

Now the little young, there is the style of the old man, I also like the grove, and the feeling in bed is completely different, maybe that kid is too empty, maybe he fainted on the road afterwards. ”

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Wren shook his head: "I'm afraid it's not that simple." ”

"It's not easy, it's a technical job, it requires physical strength and endurance!

The environment is quiet, the moon shadows are swaying, and the aftermath is surrounded by the forest, and as you move, you can deeply experience the feeling of being in the middle of nature, feeling that the spirit is sublimated, and the earthly world is just a dream......"

The old goat artificially announces the arrival of the car in an aria tone, drifting around corners, overtaking with blades, and being skilled.

Wren, who couldn't find the brakes, pushed open the door next to the passenger and jumped out of the car.

"Hey, boy, wait! Listen and then go......"

In the west of Bushen City, this is the old city, where people live in a mixed bag, including nostalgic aristocrats and artists, as well as citizens who like the classical atmosphere, and of course, some gangsters and vagabonds.

There are some buildings with pointed arches and high roofs, the colors are dark and intricate, and the relief pictures are strange and slightly eerie, which is the style characteristic of the ancient Faroran.

Wren walked around where Tim and Alice had walked, and also went to check on the spot where Tim was unconscious.

He was not a famous detective, he found nothing, pondered for a while, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he thought of a solution.

The breakthrough should be Alice, and a loot from Claire's house may come in handy, but it will probably take some time.

He ran back to Catherine's villa, took out the key to the second-floor bedroom, opened her door, and placed the special alchemical item in the dark compartment.