A faint white light burst out from the pages of the book that his palm touched, and with the faint memory image flashing, a hazy, water-colored phantom gradually appeared not far from where Charles was.

And as his mind was confirmed, in just a few seconds, this hazy phantom gradually solidified, and finally it looked like a real person.

Blonde, blue-eyed, very short, chubby little boy of seven or eight years old. Dressed in a brown-gray robe that is very old compared to the current era. As soon as he appeared, he began to look around.

It's a remote street, the black stone brick floor is relatively wet, and it's early in the morning, when the fog hasn't completely cleared and there are no pedestrians around. Only in a carriage across the street, Charles sat quietly, looking sideways at him.

The boy noticed the carriage, but there was nothing unusual about it, only a slight curiosity.

After hesitating for a moment, he turned a corner and walked towards the other street behind him.

There was no movement for a long time.

Charles waited quietly in the carriage, not afraid of any accidents.

The newly born projection is different from the previous ghostly spirit, and has its own thoughts and memories. This kind of thinking and memory is no different from that of an individual, and even the "master" of Charles does not know it.

Of course, not knowing doesn't mean you won't listen to orders, in fact, before that, Charles had learned from trial and error that these projections would enforce any of his demands if he spoke his mouth.

It's not about being stiff, it's about doing it from the heart.

Of course, it is also possible to do the same now, without showing up, through the Book of Roots to instill detailed missions from a distance, long-term control.

Charles's command to the projection at this time was to go to the third row of houses on the left side of the street and check if anyone was inside.

The interrogation of the spirits in the wings began after the projection of the Book of Roots after his experiment, and the results were disheveling.

It's complicated, but in short, everything revolves around the prince who came from Chauvin, which is absurd, but very real.

Norton, the old king of Turin, plans to assassinate Patrick, the prince of Chauvin, in order to frame the underground party in the kingdom, and then pull the Chauvinistic Empire together to suppress this long-dormant rebellion - as for what will happen later, of course.

The Chauvin Empire is a not-so-strong ally around the country of Durin, and under normal circumstances, they are not so easy to provoke internal troubles in Durin, after all, the church is pressed on it.

It's just that if the prince of his own family is assassinated here, and there is a shadow of the underground party among them, then it is another story.

When Charles learned about this, he also had to sigh at the madness of the old emperor who went the opposite way, but he also vaguely felt that it seemed that the royal family could no longer suppress it, or could not control those underground parties.

Although ordinary people, including him, are not very aware of this undercurrent of contention.

In this regard, the underground party was aware of the incident in advance, but there were internal disagreements among them, one faction advocated waiting for the assassination to occur to stop it, so as to draw the strong ally of Chauvin into their own family, and the other faction believed that they should warn in advance and not play with fire.

The ghosts are another group of people, but their ideas are not supported by the mainstream, so they naturally dare not rashly contact the prince of Chauvin. But unwillingly, the ghosts decided to do something.

So they went to a small town not far from Porso to make a noise to alert the people of Porso.

It's complicated to say, but that's actually what it is. Charles didn't know from the ghosts what kind of faction his cheap father was or what his position was in the underground party, because the secrecy of these sewer rats was very strict, and there was basically no trace of contact with the subordinates.

This is actually not important, after all, Charles is not too interested in this kind of trouble, and it is already okay to know about it, relatively speaking, he is more concerned about whether the ghost knows the existence of the psychic master.

And in fact, he did know, so Charles was running here at the moment.

……

When the projection is summoned, Charles is able to vaguely perceive their current state and location. It's just that the details can't be seen clearly.

Charles' palms pressed to the pages of the book, vaguely knowing that the boy would be in front of the street of his destination. But there was no next move.

The projection of the indoctrinated task does not feel that it is a task, but something that needs to be done instinctively, and does not even perceive the existence of the Charr, so when doing things, it is naturally carried out in its own way.

The little boy's way of thinking is simple, staring directly, which is obviously very easy to spot. But Charles didn't rush in.

Because he is not afraid to startle snakes. In other words, this is his main purpose, otherwise it would be impossible to send a child.

This is not the place where the underground party belongs to the necromancer, but the hiding place of some high-ranking of the hostile necromancers!

Yes, hostile.

The current necromancers in Porso have actually been divided into three factions under various changes.

One faction sided with the royal family because of an unlucky prince. The faction is impartial and wanders alone. The last faction was included in the underground party.

The psychic known to the Ghost is from the royal family.

Charr doesn't matter which side he is on, in short, no matter which side it is, he has to come to find out, of course, before that, he naturally needs to find out the strength and details of the other party.

It didn't seem to be long before Charles felt that the boy's projection had been caught, but it was obvious that those insiders could not get any news from the projection - although he looked like a normal person, he didn't actually speak Durin at all.

Charles felt that since he had discovered that someone had come to investigate, it was estimated that the people inside would abandon the place they were and leave quickly, so he sat quietly in the carriage and watched the remote entrance of the street—he believed that if he had to go, he would not take the main road, but the small road.

He guessed right.

Soon after, however, it was not a necromancer who appeared on that street corner, but a familiar person.

From the outside, the middle-aged lady with a slightly hurried footsteps seemed to be just passing by, her face was cold and indifferent, and her appearance was unfamiliar. However, the name suggested by the True Eye made Charles stunned.

Woodleigh. Como!

I don't really know who this name is if it is for ordinary people, but it is impossible for Charles not to know it, because this person has something to do with him.

Not long ago, Brother Zachary of the Church told him that there would be an associate archbishop who would help solve the curse of his sister Anne when he was on a business trip, and that the archbishop's name was Woodleigh. Como!

Could it be a coincidence?

He felt a little incredible, but even if he hadn't seen this real face before, it was obvious that this person had been carefully disguised through the eyes of truth, so sneakily running to the place where a necromancer was stationed......

Is this really just a coincidence?

Charles felt as if he had discovered something extraordinary. Just before he could think about it in detail, the appearance of another person made him even more stunned.

He is dressed in a black gentleman's suit, with a cane in his hand and a top hat. The middle-aged man who walked out of that street entrance was also disguised. Not anyone else Charles had ever seen, but he recognized him by his real name.

Rosenbu!

The name doesn't sound like much on its own, but it's wonderful to match the bandage man's memory, because he's the necromancer who entrusted the bandage man with the care of the girl Anne the last time Charles tracked him!

Robson, Woodley. Cuomo, these two people alone don't seem to have anything to do with the Charles, no matter how sneaky they are, but now they're mixed up......

Thinking about it, Charles's face was a little gloomy.