On the carriage back to the city, Grandin and Klein explain the cause of the death of the tuxedo clown. The two did not collude, but they answered very tacitly.

"At that time, the distance between the seal and us was very ambiguous. And under the influence of the explosion, we moved slowly, as if we were under control. This made the clown misjudge the form of the time. Grandin held the carriage window with one hand and bent his arm with the other.

So he wanted to make a deal with me...... I went to help him get the Antigonus family notes, and he uncontrolled me and gave me the 'soothsayer' follow-up potion recipe. As for why he didn't take it himself, maybe he was afraid that there was an unknown danger hidden in the note? ”

Crane's head was still spinning from side to side as he spoke, and he was watching to see if anyone was being controlled by the puppet.

"The price he gave was 200 gold pounds, as if I were scarce." Grandin spoke disdainfully.

Klein pursed his lips and didn't speak.

"That careless clown, under the attack of me and Crane, came into the control of the seal, and this is the cause of his death."

Grandin yawned and spoke very blandly.

Mr. Fate is too brief, and I need to add a few more to flesh out the story.

Just as Klein pondered where to start, Dunn spoke in a deep voice:

"In the case of a sneak attack, the Joker's defeat is understandable."

He naturally accepted this explanation. The other night watchmen in the carriage also nodded their heads without objection.

"Captain, they actually believe that?"

Klein was so shocked that he even thought that Mr. Destiny would do some kind of hypnotism.

Everyone had more or less drunk some of the 'Goddess's Gaze', so now they were all in good spirits, and they passed the time with jokes for the rest of the journey.

Maintaining a good atmosphere, the carriage made its way back to the Black Thorn Security Company on Zotland Street.

They dismissed unrelated civilian personnel to reduce the chance of accidents, and then they began to move towards the underground Chanis Gate. When the seal was taken over by the caretaker inside the Chanis Gate, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Crane, please bring Old Neil here, we need his ritual magic for healing...... Forget it, let's go over on our own. Dunn thought for a moment and said.

Everyone's injuries weren't serious, and instead of having people run twice, they might as well walk over on their own. So they applied for some of the healing spiritual materials at Chanismen, and then they walked together to the 'Weapons, Materials, and Documents'.

When a crowd of people pressed over, old Neil, who was drinking water and reading the newspaper, was startled.

"We need treatment." Dunn said it simply, he carried a silver storage box full of spiritual materials.

"How did you get to this point?" Old Neil muttered, his eyes spinning around Lorota, the most injured man, and Crane, who was covered in dust and had several torn clothes.

Without much delay, Old Neil quickly cleaned up the table.

Then he unfolded the parchment, and while sketching the ritual circle, he searched for materials, "Bai Xian, Spirit Deer Blood...... A little flavor. ”

"Mr. Neil, it's absinthe."

As Old Neil was about to rummage through the pile of materials, the materials he needed were handed over by Grandin.

"Oh, thank you." Old Neil was stunned, he took the absinthe but did not rush to the next step, "Few people know about bitterness->>

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Ai can enhance the healing effect, and it seems that your knowledge of ritual magic is very solid. ”

He moved his belongings to one half of the table, leaving the other half free:

"That's easy. How about one of us, the 'healing ritual' that heals the physical body and the 'healing ritual' that heals the spirit? ”

"Then I'll be in charge of the 'healing ritual.'" Grandin didn't shirk either, he pulled back the parchment that had already drawn the circle and the spiritual materials needed for the ritual from Old Neil.

Old Neil, who was grinding Su Raw Powder, had his hands frozen in mid-air.

"I know all the steps of the 'Ritual of Healing', but I haven't used it once." Grandin put the Eske herb in a mortar and pounded it into a paste.

He uses the 'healing ritual' a lot, so he's pretty good at it now.

Old Neil had no choice but to hand him Su Shengfen and asked, "Have you never encountered spiritual and spiritual problems?" ”

If you have a mental problem, how can you perform ritual magic?

Grandin remembered the countless times he had experienced spiritual disability, spiritual deprivation, and spiritual exhaustion, and said with a blank face:

"I've encountered it, but it's actually fine. Sleep this state will be lessened, and multiple exercises can even improve a person's mental resistance. ”

Crane listened with relish, thinking that he had learned a lot of useful knowledge.

"If you stay up and exercise more, you can improve your mental resistance."

He repeated in a low voice, taking it to heart.

Depending on the type of injury they have, the night watchmen are automatically lined up in two rows in front of Grandin and Old Neil. CoM

In front of Grandin was Lorota, who was the most seriously injured. At Old Neil's, Dunn and Al humbled each other for a long time, and finally let Dunn, who would continue to work later, be the first in line.

Klein didn't know which line he was going to be in for a while, and his shoulder blades were a little swollen, which was a physical injury. But his dress was torn, and his heart ached when he thought of the gold pounds he had spent on this outfit, which was a serious mental trauma!

Grandin applied Esker herbs to Lorota's injured arm, which would have solved the woman's fears of scarring.

This is a hand he learned from the medic of Squad 7.

Then the two of them set up a spiritual wall and began to heal the night watchers.

When Leonard, who was the last to arrive, finished his treatment, the two temporary therapists felt sorry for each other. They began to discuss ritual magic, and Crane moved a chair to sit there and listen.

"I think ritual magic has a low barrier to entry, it doesn't depend on talent, and as long as you study hard, you're bound to be rewarded. If you have accumulated enough, you can create new magic by yourself with an inspiration at a critical moment, so everyone is a genius of ritual magic! ”

Old Neil summed up as he pounded his waist.

"Yes, the so-called genius is 99 percent sweat, plus 1 percent inspiration." Grandin helped pack his things and replied casually.

"Famous sayings! I've got to write it down, and that's a really good thing to say. Old Neil met his bosom friend rarely, and he stroked his hands and exclaimed.

"That's right, and then it's 'That's what Russell said.'"

When Klein first crossed over, he heard these familiar quotes, and he was thrilled. And now, he's numb.

"That's what Russell said." Grandin didn't lift his head.