"Well, I sincerely apologize for my rude behavior, Mr. Mayor. Fossey bent his legs, apologetic. Far from being elegant, the gesture was more like a poised attack, more of a threat than an apology.

The mayor of the town was just an ordinary person, and the pain just now made him extremely frightened, and he didn't dare to question the actions of the spirit crystal servant Foxi, "It's all up to you." ”

"Can you tell me now?" Fosse was not polite, and he came up with a pointed question, "Why are you so attached to the mayor's position?"

"That...... I built this town single-handedly, and it carries ......" The mayor of the town, fearing that his answer would not be quick enough and that it would make Fosse unhappy, he uttered a large number of contents at once.

But Fosse didn't give him a chance to play, and he said coldly: "You're lying. I'll give you one more chance, you think about it. "The mayor's lies are not easy to see, but they are for ordinary people. A lie of this magnitude is meaningless in front of psykers.

The mayor of the town was so frightened that his forehead sweated at the thought of Fosse's torture, his lips trembled, he opened his mouth several times, and finally closed it again, and finally, he shuddered, and said in a trembling voice, "I...... I can't say. ”

"Oh? That's interesting. Instead of being angry, Fosse became intrigued, and since the mayor didn't want to say it, but couldn't say it, then it was clear that the matter involved a mysterious power. In line with this line of thought, Professor Pacion's purpose also became confusing.

"What can you say if you can't say anything about it?" Frosie, in his usual way of dealing with such matters, intends to first ask those parts that are not within the "scope of secrecy".

"It was a forest farm, and we stepped into the forbidden land of the Buraku...... I remember everything that happened after that, but I can't tell. The mayor immediately said what he could, and then looked at Fosse as if asking for help.

He wasn't begging Fosse to undo the curse—it wasn't actually a good memory, and he didn't want to share it with anyone, and it wasn't a big deal.

Mayor Mare is begging Forsie to forgive him for his incompetence - he's heard the legends of evil wizards who are so brutal that the slightest disobedience can lead to murder.

The mayor's mental world is so turbulent that Fosse, who is far less able to detect than Faust, can detect his emotions.

Fosse scoffed at such legends. Although he didn't know much about the wizards of the New World, he could see that Annabella's spells were similar to some kind of magic - similar to druids or rangers, but more difficult and not limited to the realm of nature.

According to Annabella's words, in this world, wizards enjoy a high status, similar to the mages of the old world, and there are even special wizarding schools in big cities, and Annabella graduated from the elementary wizarding school in the imperial capital.

But Fosse understands the feeling, and alienation produces fear, which actually comes from the rejection of the ruling class – just as vampires are twisted into some kind of evil demons, and wizards are given a similar meaning by the people at the bottom.

In reality, however, vampire conversion was the cheapest way to prolong life, and was widely loved by the less wealthy and small nobles, and wizards were knowledgeable and powerful, and often became the guests and advisors of dignitaries.

Fosse was full of contempt and disgust for these foolish people, but he did not intend to show it - temporarily suppressing his emotions at the right time is one of the essential qualities of an adult.

"There's so little information you can give, I'll have to ask Master Faust to check it out for himself. "The Spirit Crystal Servant can transmit the spiritual energy mastered by the Psychic Warlock, but the ability to read minds, which is not a standard spiritual ability, is not something that the Spirit Crystal Servant can borrow.

"The messenger of the lord of the city...... "The mayor of the town still remembered this matter, he really loved this town, and if it wasn't for the huge implication in that incident, he would have agreed to Faust's generous terms.

"Since you're involved in a mysterious incident, I'm afraid you won't be able to solve it in a short time, so I'm good at making claims. This time it was Faust's voice coming from the crystal.

The mayor hesitated and said, "Yes...... Mr. Faustus?"

Faust didn't answer his question directly, "The Lord's envoy and I have decided to carry out this plan - of course, you are still the mayor, you are still the manager of the town, and I am just a merchant with concessions." Faust's implication was to give up the taxes of Marula altogether, and even to be willing to pay the taxes due in five years' time.

But the mayor's face still changed dramatically, almost like a dead man, and he kept muttering, "It's over, it's over......"

Fosse poked the mayor in the face with a spider leg, and found that he was unresponsive, just muttering something there that at first he could understand, but then it turned into an inexplicable strange remark, and he couldn't even understand Faust's psychic words.

"Well, let's talk about the other issues, I've got that sorted out with the mayor. On the other hand, Faust lied unchangeably, using his previous technique to soften his facial muscles so that Squealer could not perceive his inner thoughts.

Luckily, Squealer didn't care about it either—he couldn't wait to get back to the city to report on Faust and get the lord to accept a new plan, which was enough for him to get his foot in the back of the head.

"That's good, I have to hurry back to the city to deal with the relevant matters, let's ...... See you in seven days. Squealer gave a rough estimate of the time, "I'll bring the official opinion of the city lord and the relevant covenant when the time comes, and I hope you will come into the city with me to meet the elders of the Brotherhood in person." ”

"Then I'll wait here for seven days. Faust understood—of course, this was just a polite remark, and he was to spend the next seven days studying the mysteries of the mayor.

Squealer nodded, and with a wave of his hand, the soul substitute who had perfect control over John's body stood up and followed him, "Then I'll go first, you don't have to go far, Brother Faustus." ”

"Then forgive me for not sending it. Faust smiled bitterly and tapped his head with his finger, "That psionic energy is really ......"

Squealer understood, "The first time I saw my teacher do it, I behaved worse than you? ”

With that, Squealer walked towards the main entrance. Faust stood up, took a few symbolic steps, and watched Squealer push open the door and walk out.

It wasn't until Squealer was out of sight that Faust turned around. At this time, he completely lost the weakness he had just pretended to be sick.

He turned around, facing the basement, his eyes shining, and a dangerous smile, "Let me see how much more this town can surprise me." ”