When it comes to places that make the mage think there is a possibility of hiding important items, the first thing that comes to Cheese's mind is the fourth floor of the Apothecary's Guild. In fact, during the day, when they went to look for the fake baron, Cheese also wondered if there was something hidden on the fourth floor of the Pharmacists' Guild. However, Jason's rebellion, the ensuing siege of the nezumi and the trial of Harold III all happened as if planned, and the mage's energy was diverted elsewhere, without having time to test his conjecture.

And there was also a very important point that affected Cheese, so he didn't go to the fourth floor to see what was going on in the first place. That is, the mage did not feel any magic fluctuations on the fourth level of the Apothecary Guild. This is too easy for spellcasters who rely too much on mana perception to let go of their senses.

"But it's not too late to fix that mistake. The mage stood alone in front of the door of the Apothecary's Guild, looking at the closed door, and muttered to himself.

Cheese didn't ask anyone to go with him but himself. At first, he was not sure if his conjecture was accurate, and it would be unwise to waste manpower for no reason in such a situation. Second, if there really is something extremely important here, then he can't easily show it to his allies. Shadows are also layered, and the deepest darkness is better to be seen as little as possible.

But then again, at this critical time, neither Roland nor the other dark dwellers would agree to let the mage go it alone.

"There are no wandering living people around here. Dr. Hill's voice came from inside the raven's mask. This muffled and sulky sound always made Cheese feel uncomfortable. However, considering the other party's race, the mage couldn't ask Ciel to take off her mask.

"Very well, you're just here to keep an eye out and prevent anyone from coming in. Cheese said as he walked to the door of the Pharmacists' Guild. But as soon as he took two steps, his robe was grabbed by a delicate hand. The power in that hand was so great that Cheese nearly fell backwards.

"You know it's impossible, it's my job to keep you safe. The Dementor in the white healer's costume stared at the mage with the two translucent glass eyes on his mask, and said without hesitation. This is also the reason why Emia would propose to let Hill come with her, perhaps because of the rigor of being a healer, this lady is notoriously stubborn in the underground circle of the royal capital. Of course, this can also be understood as absolute loyalty to what you do.

"Okay, I see. How about you let me go first?" While there were some defensive spells on the robes, it was clear that Ms. Hill's non-hostile touch would not trigger them. And although the doctor's hand appears to be thin, its actual strength may be greater than the strength of the whole body.

"I am not able to agree to your request if I know that you have a tendency to act alone. I don't know what kind of abilities you have as a gray robe, so I can't guarantee that if I let you go, you won't disappear in front of me in an instant. Hill's voice was inaudible to emotion, and in fact, the doctor spoke most of the time, stereotypically, rigorously, and meticulously.

The mage turned to look at the mask on the Dementor's face, and he now regretted leaving Jack for Roland's dispatch. It's not that Si can't get out of being pulled into his robe, but Ciel is still his own person after all, and the mage can't use magic on her because of this trivial matter. So all the cheese could do was to hide his face and sigh and acquiesce to the other party's behavior.

The robed mage walked to the gate of the Apothecary Guild, which was now tightly closed, and the soldiers who usually stood guard by the gate were also drawn away due to the attack of the nezumen. However, Cheese did not guarantee that the pharmacists and apprentices who had already lived here had fallen asleep. Whether obsessed with research or worried about the battle on the city walls, they have reason to lose sleep.

"Can you help me see how many people are awake inside?" the mage said to the Dementors beside him. Cheese's magical vision can ignore the barriers of masonry and stone, and see how many living people are in the building, but it can't provide him with more accurate information about whether these people are awake or not, and the mage can't know if they are awake or not.

But it was as easy as breathing for Hill. As terrifying beings like Dementors, who feed on the life force of humans, they have evolved the ability to perceive the physical characteristics of their prey. It had only been a breath for her to see what was going on inside the Pharmacists' Guild.

"There are forty-seven people on the first floor of the building, and thirty-four people are sober. Fifteen people on the second floor, and fifteen sober people. More than three floors, I can't see it. ”

"Enough. "Being able to know the situation on the first and second floors is already a condition for invasion for Cheese. As for the third and fourth floors that Ciel couldn't see, the mage found that he couldn't see through it even with his own magical vision. Of course, it's possible that this is simply because the Eater of Souls killed during the day affects the surrounding environment and disrupts the flow of mana. However, Cheese is more inclined to believe that the other party is deliberately hiding something.

Pressing his left hand lightly to the ground, the thorn ring on Cheese's hand began to twist, only this time it was no longer vines that stretched out of the ring, but buds. The buds swelled rapidly and became translucent at a visible rate, and in these buds, Hill faintly saw small shadows.

"Now that you know how many people are in the room, these little ones can give the restless apothecary a good night's sleep. The mage said with a smile, and the buds that occupied the entire back of his hand began to bloom, but instead of beautiful flowers, strange looking insects appeared.

These insects look like droplets with legs, and in their transparent bodies, you can even clearly see the little beating hearts.

"They were made when I was bored with a fellow student, and although they looked like insects, they were strictly an animated product of the elements. I think of them as disposable hypnotics. Noticing the doctor's curious gaze, Cheese explained. Catalyzing such gadgets is just a pastime for him, but in the eyes of most people, it is a miracle.

"Can you create life?" Hill was completely shocked to see the drops crawling on Cheese's hands. She had never heard of a spellcaster with this ability. You know, even the druids who have the deepest sense of life are not capable of creating life out of thin air!

"Life? no, they're not life. As I said, although they seem to be living things, they are essentially drops of magical water. They're not even elemental creatures. The mage shook his hand slightly, and the drop worm on the back of his hand fell to the ground. Then, guided by the magic of cheese, he followed the crack in the door and entered the door of the Apothecary Guild.

When the Dementors saw this, they stopped talking. She couldn't understand what Cheese was saying, so the wiser option was to stop asking. The mage enjoyed the moment of silence, but after thinking about it, he explained.

"Then we'll just wait for them to inject the liquid from their stomachs into the people inside. ”