As the day dawned, Thesthersso scrutinized the neighborhood near Avenue Apu.

"The traces of magic are quite clear, they are indeed traces left by Manfred, and judging by the degree of escape of mana, it should indeed be left at the end of last month. Sethurso used the monocle-type magic detection instrument on the bridge of his nose to observe the remaining magic traces on the ground, but although the magic traces were still clear, after all, several days had passed, and some information would inevitably be worn out over time, and Cethurso would not be able to see it even if he had the ability.

He stood up and walked to the place where the traces of magic were clearest and the most intense.

"Manfred stood here, bursting out with a huge wave of mana, obviously he had fought with someone, and even got injured, otherwise, he would not have used such a large amount of mana. ”

Thesthotherso remembered Swain, the only one he knew who had the ability to force Manfred to the point where he had to do everything he could.

However, what puzzled him was that there were no traces of Swain's magic here, not only that, but none of the other traces of mana, and the only thing displayed in the instrument was the scarlet, as if melancholy traces of mana.

With Manfred's strength, if he really encountered a magician of equal strength, the movement of the battle between them would not be small, and the road surface in this neighborhood would not be so smooth.

Sesarthor thought as she lifted her chin and frowned.

So, was Manfred attacked here, and was seriously injured by the enemy before he could react? It is also unlikely, with Manfred's strength, even if the director himself makes a move, there is a high chance that he will sense it.

The more he thought about it, the more suspicious Cesarthurso discovered, especially after Swain gave him the news that Manfred was likely to be dead, and Cethotherso unconsciously thought in this direction.

Let's take a look at the trajectory of Manfred's magical traces first, and maybe we can find out where he and Yang are hiding.

Finally, Cesarthso was so decisive.

Of course, he was not the only one in Cethersso's investigation this time, he also brought a whole squad of his subordinates, and with these people, he could search the neighborhood with relative ease.

While Thessathso was observing the traces of Manfred's magic, his subordinates were also investigating the traces of mana's magic left by other Manfred, because of the characteristics of vampires, Manfred's blood from injuries would have magical power, so if he was injured and retreated all the way, then he would naturally leave a trail of magic that ordinary people could not see.

Following the direction indicated by his subordinates, Cesarthurso traced the traces of Manfred's magic, which were very shallow, and it was clear that the magic had dissipated a lot after a few days.

Finally Cesarthurso stopped in an alley, where the traces of Manfred's magic grew stronger, and it seemed that he had stayed here for a long time.

"Is there something special about him staying here?" Cesarthersor leaned against the wall, leaning over to observe the scarlet trails on the ground that only magicians could see, and he judged that Manfred was only here and not an enemy, because the traces of magic only appeared on the ground, and there were no traces on the walls.

"Could it be that this is the entrance to his hideout?" Thésarthso quickly thought of this possibility, he had been working in Lesson 13 for several years, and naturally he had heard of the tunnel in Govélenburg where Manfred lived, but the tunnel was as deep as a labyrinth, and even most of the old people in Lesson 13 had never entered, and he didn't even know where the entrance was.

However, Thesthotherso quickly reversed his judgment, as he found another Manfred's magical trail on the ground, and apparently, Manfred's mana continued to act after staying here, and the magic trail did not stop there.

"Strange......" Cesarthso leaned against the wall, his brow furrowed, he couldn't figure out why Manfred was staying here.

"Section Chief!" a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy hurried over, he was the youngest subordinate under Thesa Tseso, "it's almost dawn, is it a temporary stop, there are already pedestrians passing near this street." ”

"There's no way, let's close the team for the time being, let's hurry up and take a good rest, the time given by the director is very tight, and we have to continue to work hard tonight." ”

"Yes......" The young man's face was a little bitter, he didn't like to work all night at night.

Seeing the young man's expression, Cesarthersor couldn't help laughing, he was like this back then, growing up step by step at the hands of his predecessors.

"Okay, boy, don't complain, when this mission is over, I will apply with the director to let you go to Yanwan for two days off. Cethotherso leaned over and reached out to rub the boy's hair, but when he reached out, his face froze.

When he heard that he could take a vacation, the boy immediately smiled, but as soon as he saw the sudden change in Sessameso's expression, he immediately became nervous again.

"What's wrong, section chief, have you found anything?"

Cethothero's face was composed, he straightened up, no longer leaning against the wall, and reached out and groped for the wall.

The boy was confused by Cethersso's movements, he didn't know what the section chief was looking for in the smooth walls, but he didn't dare to bother, because he knew that the section chief was experienced, even more capable than some old men.

Sethersso fumbled for a moment, then the movement of his hand stopped, and he found what had just stabbed him in the shoulder, a nail nailed to the wall.

The touch on his hand clearly told him that this was a rusty cement steel nail, and it was the nail head of this nail that had pierced him just now, and he could feel every detail on the nail, and even every rust spot he could feel clearly.

But he couldn't see the nail.

Not only could he not see, but Cesarthersso noticed that the young man on the side also looked at him groping on the wall where there was nothing with a puzzled expression, and obviously, he couldn't see the nails on the wall either.

Cethotherso silently pinched the nail, then began to pull it out vigorously. Although Wu Yeling did not have the same deep magical background as the Jericho family and the Hecate family, not even the magic envoy family, working for the thirteen lessons over the years still allowed them to accumulate some magic that they could learn.

The magic gathered in his hand, and Cethurso strengthened his strength, and then pulled out the nails one by one, but his hand hurt terribly because of the friction.

Seeing Cesarthurso pull out a nail from the empty wall, the young man on the side was a little surprised, but he was a person who worked in the thirteenth class, and he still had the ability to bear it.

"This ...... Is it an illusion?" the boy asked subconsciously, now that he finally understood Sethersso's reaction just now, it was clear that their vision had been deceived by this wall.

"Possibly. Thesthso nodded, his magic power was too weak, and his magic power was probably not as strong as Swain's summoning of a few demons.

However, although the magic is weak, it is not impossible to do anything, and a lot of work is needed for those who are weak in magic to be proficient in some simple functional magic.

"The magic is lifted. Sesarthurso slowly prayed the incantation, for him, the magic dismantling was already the highest level of magic he had mastered, and at most it could be used to dispel simple magic such as illusions, such as offensive magic arrays, he had no way at all.

As Cethother's magic spread, the wall in front of him gradually revealed its original appearance.

When he saw something on the wall, the boy's face suddenly turned pale, and he covered his mouth tightly to avoid being frightened and suddenly crying out.

Cesarthotheru looked at the things on the wall with a solemn face.

A whole wall of blood was spilled.

Blood splattered from where Cethersso stood, splattering all over the wall, looking like an artist's splash of art, except that the paint was made of human blood.

Or rather, vampire blood.

"Larry," Cesarthersso stared at the wall as he reached out and patted the boy on the shoulder, "inform everyone, cordon off this neighborhood, and get the chief here as soon as possible, I think he'll be eager to see this." ”

The boy covered his mouth and nodded busily.

He ran out of the alley, but when he reached the mouth of the alley, he couldn't help but look back and look at the blood stains on the wall like outstretched wings.

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Wood walked into the cell, and he looked at the man in the cell and sighed. More than a month had passed, and the Duke of Edward, who had been so impassioned and impassioned in front of the Marquis of Metternich, had now become sloppy and his whole spirit had become much more sluggish, but his eyes were already shining, and it was clear that he had not given up his faith.

"Edward," Wood sat down in front of the duke, "long time no see. ”

"We just met. Edward glanced at Wood and looked away again, "Right in the courtroom, I'm the defendant and you're the judge." ”

"Do you have any grievances against my trial?" Wood looked at Edward, not only his beard, but even his hair was sloppy, apparently in the past month, because of the treacherous situation in the imperial capital, no one had the heart to take care of him.

"Of course not, how could it be!" Edward laughed suddenly, "at least you gave me a chance to speak and defend myself, unlike the other judges who kept telling me to shut up. ”

"Honestly, I don't want to hear those words from you, and I want to keep your mouth shut if I can. Wood stared at Edward, but he couldn't let his gaze become cold, "But I can't, because in the courtroom, I'm the judge." ”

Edward fell silent, but in any case, he did admire Wood, and his integrity as a judge.

"Since you came, not the Marquis de Metternich, this time you probably want to tell me about my verdict, right?" Edward quickly guessed what Wood meant, and in fact, he had already thought of this when he saw Wood.

But Wood didn't answer him immediately, but stared at Edward for a moment before saying, "Oliver has passed away. ”

Edward suddenly showed a surprised expression, obviously this news surprised him, in the isolated cell, he really did not know the news of the death of the Marquis of Metternich, and even the rebellion of Beria was inferred from the words of the jailer.

"Because of your rebellion. ”

It all stems from your rebellion. Wood said silently in his heart, it seems that since the Southern Rebellion led by Michel VII, the empire has been completely in chaos, and even an old man like Wood feels confused about the future of the empire.

Edward was silent, and Wood didn't say much, he wasn't in that mood.

"You were right just now, this time I came, I did bring you the news of the verdict, as a distant branch of the Giang family, you still have the blood inherited from Midletus I, and you are qualified to know. ”

Edward remained silent.

"You will be stripped of the title of Duke of Koga, the Duchy of Kogas will be changed to the province of Koga, under the direct authority of the Emperor, and you and your family will be exiled to Pannonia, never allowed to return. ”

"Leave me in the care of Hadrian?" Edward looked up and looked at Wood coldly.

Wood sighed. "You should feel lucky, glad that your origin and bloodline have given you shelter, and the other prisoners, such as the division commanders of the Southern Army, are all executed, and they were executed yesterday. ”

Edward was silent again.