"What do you see?" asked Allen, leaning back to the battlements, bored. The long wait for www.biquge.info the pen and the fun and the pavilion upset him, perhaps in exchange for the clever brain, and from the moment he was born, the god Namu robbed him of his quality of patience.

At this moment, they had been blowing the cold wind on the damn city wall for half a quarter of an hour, and Allen, who had not slept all night, was already dizzy and weak, but the red-haired guy beside him still scanned the courtyard below the city with a serious look, and did not want to say anything at all, while the other two wizards who volunteered seemed to be frightened by the scene in the courtyard, and they were trembling there.

"Three," Steven's hands left the wall, turning to face Dark, "as your dear friend Doucharton said, the Sorcerers don't kill each other. ”

"You're talking nonsense!" Alan interrupted him in displeasure.

"Wizard, you do have to say something else, my friend has seen it. Duck also looked a little distraught.

"I'm sorry, I have to repeat it, because the first point is closely related to the next two. Steven held out two fingers, "Second, from the eyes of the victims, it can be seen that they have been hypnotized. But as far as I know, there is no way that a wizard in this world can control so many people at the same time, and the fact reflects this, those sorcerers do not communicate with each other, and act entirely subconsciously. ”

"What does that mean?" said Dark's brow.

"That's the third point I'm going to make!" Steven raised his chin, "Your men, and the companions of this bluffing staff, have ingested some kind of hypnotic potion, in other words, they have been sorcered at the same time as they have ingested alchemy. ”

The three people who listened intently all had puzzled expressions on their faces, and even the two wizards next to the short wizard were confused.

"Don't you understand?" Steven explained with a slight disgust, frowning his eyebrows, "Then let's keep it simple." There are many types of dark magic wizards, and with the exception of a very few witchcraft that is continued by bloodline, most wizards will choose some kind of professional study, such as ..... Uh....." He tapped his index finger at the door of his head, then looked up at the wizard behind Dark, "Excuse me, what's your name?"

"Drew Megawade. The old-faced wizard said.

"Yes, Lord Mejved. Steven paced in front of him, "He's an alchemist, for example. He stood on tiptoe and patted the other wizard on the shoulder, "What about you, an alchemist too?"

"No, I'm good at divination. Another wizard said.

"You see, their professions are different, and if you let Wizard Drew do the divination, it's going to make a joke, right? Steven smiled and paced back to his place. "As I said, most wizards will only choose one profession to study and devote their lives to it. But there are always curious wizards who want to learn all the witchcraft in the world. He paused, "Like me, or the man you call the man who left the black robe in the dungeon." ”

"So, he's a mix of alchemy and sorcery....." Alan thought for a moment, "is that understandable?"

"Yes, without one of them, there is no solution. Steven nodded.

"I'm sorry, you're talking about a bit esoteric," Duck interjected, "I still don't understand. ”

"Sir, put it that way. Steven shrugged, "It's a trickier problem than I thought, because we don't just have to make an antidote, we have to add witchcraft to it." He spread his hands, "It's like if someone eats a poppy fruit, and the fruit itself is poisonous, but unfortunately, there is also the venom of a poisonous snake stuck to it, so if you want to detoxify, you must first find the antidote to the venom, and then find the antidote to the fruit, and then apply the former to the latter, and then swallow it, so that the poisoned person can wake up." ”

"We ate together last night and slept in the same room, and my companion was not drugged. Alan muttered.

"It can't be. Steven smiled, "Last night it was rumored in the town that His Excellency the Commander received three distinguished guests with the highest standard in Elidu, although I don't know what you all ate last night, but it must have been a dinner that ordinary people can't imagine." He raised his head and looked at the tall knight in front of him, "Can you guarantee that you have tasted everything your companion has eaten?"

"Except for the finches. Alan turned his head towards Dark, "Sir, that Eridu's most famous delicacy—"

"I ate the fried sparrow tongue. Sersi interrupted, "No, not that. ”

"What else?" Alan muttered to himself. He thought back to every dish the servant had served last night, but all the while, he couldn't think of anything he hadn't tasted, but Mike the gluttonous had eaten.

"Could it be wine?" asked Dark, opening his mouth.

"But we all drank last night. "Unless the wizard is among the servants, and picks half of the knights to pour wine for them." ”

"This can't be," Alan immediately concluded, "he didn't have to risk his life, more importantly, he clearly wanted to kill the people in this wall, why did he leave half of it?"

"He didn't have time to pour the other half?" Sersi insisted.

"If it's wine," said Dark, "we opened two jars of mead last night, could it be that the potion was put down in one of the jars?"

"It can't be," Alan denied again, "if it was one of the jars, at least eight adults would have drunk it." ”

"If a good alchemist is a good alchemist, there is more than one way to infect the potion. Steven reminded, "They can often make potions take on unexpected effects, such as colorless and odorless air, the handrail of a corner staircase, a flying insect that burrows into its nose, there are too many!" he said, walking over to the alchemist, "I'm right?

"Yes, yes, you're not wrong at all. The old wizard shuddered.

"It's unlikely," Alan put down his hand that was squeezing the bridge of his nose, "we've been together, and no one has a chance to do it." ”

"Sir," Steven blinked his black eyes, "instead of guessing here, let's take another shortcut, I have a stupid method, I don't know if you'd like to try." ”

"As long as it makes them better. Duck looked down and sighed.

"Now, we already know that the victims don't kill each other, right?" said Steven, with a confident face, "then pick someone, and I'll use hypnotism to turn him into one of those sorcerers." Then, I will manipulate him into the courtyard and guide one of the victims out nearby, and then we will capture the man, and Lord Mejved will be in charge of thoroughly investigating what they have taken by mistake, and when he dispenses the antidote, I will apply a hypnotic antidote to the antidote. ”

When the words landed, Alan turned his head to look at the courtyard that was already bleeding, and a trace of fear of the unknown could not help but rise in his heart.