Chapter 145: Tracking

"Looks like we're going to have to hurry." Suppressing the anger and sadness in his heart, Mochi hurried back to the traveler's dream and began to sort through the information he had acquired in the library today.

Mochi wrote on parchment, "The source of magical energy is arcane energy. Its factions can be divided into eight categories - Protection, Spell (Summoning), Prophecy, Plastic, Enchantment (Enhancement), Illusion, Necromancy (Psychic), and Transformation. ”

(Author's note: The classification of arcane magic can be found in Old Dalaran's "Factions of Arcane Magic" book series, and the game's magic setting is actually borrowed from the D&D (Dungeons for Dragons) setting.) )

This is contrary to what Mochi knew as a player, who had been dividing magic into three categories according to the mage's specialization in the past, until he read the materials in the library and realized that this was not the case.

"For example, the representative spells corresponding to the protection system are magic shields, the spell system is the meal creation technique, the prophecy system is the divination spell, the enchantment system is the enchantment spell, the plastic energy system is the fireball spell, the illusion system is the stealth spell, the necromancy is the plague creation, and the transformation system is the teleportation technique.

"The so-called 'fire magic' is a type of magic that belongs to the type of plastic energy, and unlike the way shamans communicate with elemental spirits and then use the power of the elements to create fire, the mage's method of creating fireballs is to change the distribution of fire elements through arcane power to shape a form of magic similar to a sphere.

"Each school also has its representatives, the representative of the transformation system is Gianna Proudmoore, the representative of the protection system is Kael'thas - the sunstrider, the representative of the spell system is Nelas Elan (Medivan's father), and so on...... The representative of the Sculpting Department is the Archmage Belo'vir_Salonar, the former leader of the Magister Guild, who died in battle against Arthas and the Scourge Legion...... In addition, with the exception of a handful of top mages, most mages are only proficient in one or two factions of spells in their lifetime. ”

In addition to this information, Mooch also learned other things, the so-called Magister, whose field of study is not only in the realm of ordinary mage magic, but also involves the realm of magic of priests, warlocks, and even druids.

And the murderer's sculpting technique is quite skillful, and in order to burn people to charcoal in an instant, that kind of fire spell is more complicated than ordinary flamestorms.

Unfortunately, in just a few hours, Mochi didn't figure out the nature of this magic.

However, he did find out the true identity of the murderer.

At this moment, he was even more sure that Gareth was innocent.

However, he could not yet denounce this person directly to the regent. Mochi needs to figure out all the forces behind this murderer and grasp the full identity of the members of the "Sindore Revitalization Society", only in this way can Mochi add some leverage to himself and the regent.

It is definitely not an easy matter to convince the regent to marry his daughter to a human with the appearance of a fish-man. But Anvina is his daughter after all, and Mochi can only do it. Only when it is impossible to negotiate, Moqi will use the next strategy - elope with Anvina before the wedding.

Of course, that would be a very risky operation. The regent of Silvermoon City is unlike anyone he has encountered so far, he is very powerful, and the army and mages stationed in the city alone can destroy Moqi thousands of times. Therefore, unless it is absolutely necessary, Mochi will never choose to have a head-on confrontation with Lotherma Theron. To oppose Lotherma is to oppose the entire Silvermoon City, and Mochido is probably a dead end. So, Mochi had to be cautious.

Thinking of this, Mochi closed his notebook, got up and walked out of the door, knocking on Akalin's door.

Half a minute later, the door slowly opened.

If it weren't for the dazzling brilliance of the artifact fragments in Mochi's backpack, Moqi would have ignored the figure at the door and thought that the door was open.

Mochi handed a note to Akalin, which read-

"Please help me track this person."

At the end of the note was a person's name.

"Now?" Akalin asked sleepily.

Mochi nodded solemnly.

Akalin sighed, didn't say anything, put on his scarlet leather armor and went out. Mochi knew very well that this kind of thing was being followed, and it was best for Akarin to do it alone, after all, he was very talented, and Moqi would become a burden if he followed him. Before leaving the house, Mochi wrote down some important points of paper and handed them to Akalin, and then watched Akalin walk out of the hotel door.

About half an hour later, Akarin arrived at the place designated by Mochi.

It was late at night, and there was no half a person on the street, only the occasional patrol guard passing through the street.

Akalin lay on the roof, and although the cold wind on the roof did not bother him, he still had some doubts that the man would go out at this point. Just as Akalin felt like he was waiting in vain, he caught a glimpse of a dark shadow flashing across the rooftop.

"It's flashing!"

Akalin immediately used his "Sprint" and "Shadowwalk" skills to chase down the black-robed mage who was speeding from room to rooftop.

Akalin ran and jumped to chase the mage who kept using the "flashing technique", and just when Akarin felt that he was about to lose his hold and reach the limit of his physical strength, the mage finally stopped in front of an old house.

The mage knocked on the door and walked inside.

Akalin chose to climb through the second-floor window.

Walking through the dark hallway, Akalin saw a dozen people standing in the dimly lit hall discussing something, most of them, like the mage, wearing black robes that would make it easy to disguise their identities.

"I don't understand what you're doing." One of the black-robed men said to a man who was sitting on a high place and suspected of being the leader of the group, "This is different from what you told me at the beginning, that fish-man princess is not dead, but it is Bisruth, Melaya-Tahir, and Ropo who are all your loyal followers, and you let them die in vain......"

"Abel! Can't you see the situation clearly? Isn't what we're about to achieve exactly what we've been looking for? Their sacrifice has won us a greater opportunity. Another black-robed companion interrupted the former. Akalin vaguely felt that this man was the mage he had been following earlier.

The man named "Abel" seemed to think about it for a while, and when he thought it through, he immediately changed his attitude and said to the leader, "It's me who is too stupid. You are the rightful ruler of the Sunseeker family, and your vision and mind are beyond the reach of those of us who are below. I beg your forgiveness. ”

"It's just a trifle. Abel, I won't care. You have to remember what we are really striving for – the rise of Sindore! ”

"For the glory of Sindore!"

I don't know who shouted first, and the other black-robed people also chanted this slogan. Akalin could hear that these people were not only men and women, but also young and old.

Then, each of them reported to the leader on the implementation of their tasks, and after about twenty minutes, the black-robed men saluted the leader one after another and said goodbye, and the mage that Akalin had tracked before was also among them, but Akalin did not choose to continue to follow the mage this time.

Since you have caught a big fish, you can naturally let the small fish go.

After everyone had left, Akalin followed the leader out the back door of the house and watched as he got into a black van. Akalin followed the carriage all the way, and finally saw the black carriage enter a heavily guarded mansion.

Akalin took a closer look and found a line written on the sign of the iron gate-

The palace of the Duke of Sadir.