Chapter 60: The Gambling Contract

"Where's Lovell?" Kirawiton shook the thin mage vigorously, and Dumu spilled wine on the faces of the two.

Jim still smiled nonchalantly, "I don't remember the name", and he tried to get closer to the glass, which was already full of wine.

"Let's talk about the bet first," Tarrant pulled the priest's hand away and pulled Jim away, "I hope you remember the bet." ”

Jim looked at the words on his arm with a regretful expression, "Bet...... I don't think I remember. ”

"Hahaha, the talkative guy has forgotten about his recent life", Kirawiton grabbed Jim's palm and pressed it on the table, "Play a game, every time you say 'don't remember,' I'll smash one of your fingers and see how many fingers you can fry eggs with at the end." ”

Jim's expression gradually settled, and he looked at the priest seriously, "I don't remember. ”

"Very good", the priest raised his hammer.

"Wait," the two men in the room stopped at the same time, Conasius grasping the priest's hand, "You don't have the right to do this." ”

Katrina pulled Jim's hand away, "I'm sure he really doesn't remember, otherwise he wouldn't have tattooed the word on his arm, he's worried he'd forgotten the whole thing." ”

Kira Veton's fierce eyes swept over the three teammates, "A bunch of crappy people." ”

Tarrant had become accustomed to such vicious evaluations, and her partner had to learn to ignore the priest's affections, and he pushed away the garbage on the table, and the broken iron and leather goods fell on the ground in large pieces, "He has a habit of keeping a diary, so he should look for it from here", and dozens of journals were piled up on the table.

Jim waited, "What would the ancient wizard be?"

"An organization of mages," Tarrant looked up at Jim, "you don't even remember the Wizards' Society?"

"I don't know," Jim shrugged, tilted his head and poured the last drop of the glass into his mouth.

There were so many journal books that Tarrant casually flipped through a few of them, which were about pheasant bird breeding, fire burst mechanism improvements, energy fist pressure counts, delicious recipes, and damn it, Jim had studied delicious recipes. Tarrant sighed, "There are too many to find in one night", he pointed to the beginning of the log, "This down-and-out mage's journal is not dated" means that it is completely impossible to find Jim's research track, it is impossible to know what he did at a certain time, maybe Jim has no concept of date.

"Hey, look at this", Katrina held up a notebook, and her teammates leaned over, "He has prepared a device to expand the field of view, it can magnify", the notebook has several uneven pieces of glass, and a metal tube connects the glass.

"Does that have anything to do with what we're looking for?" Kira Veton asked in her ear.

“...... No", Katrina put down the journal in embarrassment.

"Who are the wizards?" asked Jim suddenly.

"A pack of wild dogs, nasty scum made up of fools and scoundrels," Kiraviton cursed, "just like you. ”

Jim's eyes glanced at the roof, "I don't know anyone like that. ”

He reminded Tarrant, "You said you had friends, who were they?"

"They'......," Jim thought laboriously for a few seconds, "I forgot their names, and every year they come here and bring me food and materials." ”

"Are they mages?".

"Yes, they use teleportation, right in this room, and every time they come they talk about spells, and we enlighten each other, let me think about it......" Jim raised his index finger and waved it in the air, "It's been more than half a year." ”

"Meeting?" Tarrant asked.

"No, it's just talking. At the last party I heard the sad news that a friend had been put in jail for improper spell casting. ”

What might this be connected to, Tarrant followed the topic and asked, "Which prison?"

"It is said that no one can escape from a prison, and on an island he is bound all over, and regrettably, his achievements should not stop in prison. ”

Conasius asked slowly, "Kamienla?"

Jim shook his head, "Sorry......"

Tarrant remembered someone who might have been involved, "I've heard of Kamienra Prison, where there is a mage immobilized in his body, his name is Zmandi, from Iberon, a necromancer, who killed entire villages. ”

Jim's mouth opened slightly, "Zmandi......", a little memory flashed in his empty eyes, "He is a persistent mage, he believes that death does not mean the end but the beginning of another life, and he dreams of creating a kingdom without death." ”

"He created a kingdom of death," Tarrant said, "is Zmandi a member of the Wizarding Society, and does his crime have anything to do with gambling?"

"Bet", Jim bowed his head, "I remember something, from four years ago, maybe five years ago, there were a lot of people at that party, I don't know if they are what you call the Wizarding Society, they are all good mages...... One of the mages mentioned mechanical manufacturing, he saw the most advanced manufacturing technology somewhere, I can't remember the name of that place, there were free-walking robots, following the instructions of the maker, I didn't know about mechanical manufacturing, I couldn't imagine the meaning of those words, but he said something surprising: the era of mechanical manufacturing has come, magic will be replaced, that's pretty much it. It was a challenge to the mages, and the mages at the gatherings had a lively discussion about that topic, that ...... That beautiful mage decided to prove the greatness of the spell with his actions, and we want to make history ......" said this, Jim suddenly stopped.

"What are you going to do?" Tarrant was desperate for answers.

"How could I have forgotten such an important matter, our agreement" Jim ran to the table, "How long have I been stagnant? No, I have to start right away", his movements seemed a little neurotic, and he did not accept the impulse of Zhi Zhizhi, which was completely different from his image just now, like a mouse being driven by a giant beast to flee in a panic, with no direction and no thought.

Kiraweton stood in front of him, "Say what you need to say." ”

"It's simple, and the usage is ...... Spell creation zào a height that has never been all, enough to remember...... The big events that will go down in history are for us...... Say it's an exciting challenge," said Jim, who was thrilled by a trilling voice, and that bet was very important to him.

Kira Veton nodded, "You made a mutated black-striped fish, the eater will produce an abnormality, and then infect other people, and when a big city like Wilsin mixes with the black-striped fish, the situation will be uncontrollable, the people in the port come from all corners of the redstone, they will spill the toxin to the entire human world, and even affect the elves and dwarves, and only werewolves and vampires are left on the continent." ”

Jim listened carefully and looked at Kira Veton with admiration, "The complete plan, your mention is too perfect, I should study this recipe, it will take a year to find all the recipe materials, I still have to carry out the real thing, there is too little time to know how they are going......"

Jim rummaged through the garbage heap earnestly, and Tarrant looked at him sympathetically, seemingly forgetting what the team had said when they entered the door: the mutations that had appeared on the island. Tarrant wasn't sure what was going on, wasn't the black fish actually made by Jim?Jim could name the recipe, he knew a lot about vampires and werewolves, and every sign pointed to Jim...... Tarrant couldn't be sure, and he asked, "How many mages are involved in this bet?"

"Ten, most likely more, some have already been abandoned...... We won't know until those big things happen that they did it", Jim patted his head, "If you want to use the black fish, now is not the best time", he looked at Katrina, "The temperature is too high, and the normal metabolism produced by the active black fish makes it impossible for magical substances to be deposited in their bodies, and it must be when the black fish hibernates, when their metabolism slows down greatly and their physique can accept the change." ”

Another circumstantial piece of evidence is that he knows the blackfishes very well and knows how to use them, and people outside the island don't even know about the existence of the blackfish.

Kiraweton sat in front of Jim to block his view, "Every year they come to the party, and they know your address, but what about theirs?"

"......" Jim's reply.

It is more difficult for someone who can't even remember the word Kamenra Prison to make him remember countless cities and streets, Jim spends most of his time in the castle, he has no concept of the outside world, Tarrant doesn't have that hope, "Listen, we followed the clues that Lovell left us to track down here, and now it seems that he is using us to stop you, he is very familiar with your process, you must have seen and discussed, do you remember Lovell's plan, where is he going to carry out the realization?"

"Have you discussed?" Jim looked shocked, "My plan hasn't started yet, have they already started to do it?"

The four members of the team exchanged glances with each other, and a preliminary opinion was that Jim had forgotten his recipe and had begun to implement it.

Lovell's apprenticeship diary records the progress of the other mages involved in the gambling contract, and one person has begun to realize, that must be Jim, since the melting snow, Lovell learned about the situation at the party, and he became irritable and furious. Tarrant also recalled some key details, why Lovell put that letter next to the flower tea on the night of Siant, he deliberately left it for the team to appear, he understood and determined that Kira Veton would follow the clues to Gilu Island, no, it was unimaginable, Lovell laid out a plan of action for the team, his escape at that time was only a prelude to the planned part of the battle when Katrina suddenly appeared and used dazzling magic light, Lovell immediately left with teleportation, he did not run away but left, he proceeded according to his plan, ridiculous, everyone underestimated that mage, terrible monster, everything in life is in Lovell's script。

"Sheriff," Kira Veton walked over to Connor, "what to do with him?"

"He's a great mage," Katrina said inadvertently.

"He doesn't deserve sympathy", Tarrant couldn't stand with Katrina this time, "he created the tragedy of Gilu, countless families were destroyed, and there was a price to pay." Progeria was what he deserved, and if he wasn't dragged down by Blue Cassia, who would be able to subdue him?" he could even cross planes, he must know how to summon demons, and an entire army could not defeat him.

"A top-tier Grand Master bastard", Kira Veton sneered, "How about ending him now?"

"He will be sanctioned, after the trial", Connasius directly rejected the priest's suggestion.

Believing that Jim would be properly punished, Tarrant was left with only one last question, which he prayed would be answered, "Jim, sue me, how do you reverse the process of the mutation and get those victims back to their normal state?"

"Reversing the transformation of blood?" Jim patted his head, "that can't be." ”

Chapter 60: The Gambling Contract