Since the auction incident, Anglie has asked Hyland and Timos to track down the young man named Anua. It's a pity that the other party is like a stone sinking into the sea, and there is no trace at all.

The two major families in the city also seemed to have reached some agreement, and they did not make any more trouble, but quickly calmed down. The trace of the knowledge of Anuya was never seen again. Even Niss, who left with him, never heard from him again.

A month later, in the afternoon

In the private residence of Timos, the study.

Anglie sat cross-legged in the high-backed chair of the study, drinking slowly with a glass of green fruit wine in his hand.

Timos sat on one side with another middle-aged nobleman with black hair. He was calmly discussing the topic of the Holy Armament.

"The Holy Armament is a relatively advanced level of conceptual armament. But the situation of the auction that day, the speed at which it disappeared in an instant, did not seem to be something that could be produced by the conceptual armament of life energy as the main body. It's more like the wizards' tricks. The middle-aged nobleman frowned and said slowly. The scene of instant solidification is not seen by ordinary people, and what they see is only the picture before and after stagnation. It's as if Anua's teleportation, from one place to another is just a moment.

"A rare treasure like the Stone of Montlisa is actually a conceptual weapon. That's what surprised me the most. "Anuya was seen leaving Lennon with Ness and into the forest outside the city. This matter can already be closed. The concept of arming such a legendary thing is completely unattainable. We don't need to waste too much time on this. Moreover, the curse on the Holy Armament can completely turn the wielder into a killing machine. I don't want this kind of thing, even if I give it to me. ”

"It's just that if you lose this treasure, Anua's family is estimated to be ruined from now on. The middle-aged man sighed, "The once prominent big family withered because of a key treasure. ”

"Without further ado, how long does Master Monty expect to pause at Lennon this time?" asked Timos.

"It's probably going to be ten days, and I'm waiting for my men to come back from the docks. The middle-aged man frowned. "Master Anglet, since you are a member of the legendary Ram Academy, I would like to ask you about a disease, I wonder if it is okay?" he turned his gaze to look at Angle, who was listening to the two of them.

"Absolutely. Angel nodded.

Monty cleared his throat. "Recently there has been a plague in the southern provinces. Within three days of an infected person, red blisters will slowly grow all over the body, densely spread all over the body, and these blisters are not concentrated fluid, but blood. By the third day, the blisters would blow up instantly with just a light touch, causing the patient to die of massive blood loss. I don't know if you've heard of this condition?"

Angel had listened with casual thoughts, but in Monty's description, his expression grew solemn.

"Are you sure it's the blisters with blood in them?" he asked.

"Yes. Monty nodded, "Now the upper echelons of the kingdom are already troubled by this plague. Several groups of people were sent to the epidemic areas in the southern provinces, but they all returned in vain. Now, according to what is known, at least thousands of people have contracted the plague, and the situation is very bad. It is said that in the realm of a lord, all the people died. ”

Angele's expression had become completely serious at this time.

"Mr. Monty, although we don't have much contact, if you believe me, it's best not to go to the epidemic area in the future. Don't even come close. His tone was heavy. "If I'm not mistaken, it's boiling. Unless it is knight-level, ordinary people will die if they encounter it. ”

Monty's face also changed, and he nodded vigorously, "Even if you don't warn, I won't get close there, I feel hairy when I hear the rumors." ”

"I remember more than 100 years ago, in 1430, there was a massive outbreak of boiling blood in San Diego. That time, more than 100,000 people died. The whole of San Diego was devastated, and a large number of people fled the country. It's fine if the boiling blood is small-scale this time, but if it's large-scale," Anglie didn't finish, but the meaning in his tone also made the other two understand.

"Don't worry about this, now the condition is under control. Monti explained, "The whole outbreak area has been quarantined. ”

"That's good. Angel nodded.

"In addition, I have also collected a lot of potions and prescriptions that you asked me to help find, and I don't know if there are any that meet your requirements. Monty continued, "I collected them all along the road from the Imperial Capital. Some time ago, Timos asked me to help me find a potion prescription, and I didn't know what was going on, but now I know that it was Lord Angle, who you wanted to use. ”

A smile tugged at the corner of Anglie's mouth. "How many squares are there?"

"There are already more than 30 of them, and there are all kinds of prescriptions. Monty smiled, "I'll have someone deliver you to your lodgings later." ”

"And how much does it cost?" said Angle.

"Master Timos will pay, and we all settle the bill at the end of the year. "Monty is just an ordinary person, an ordinary person who has no knightly talent at all. Naturally, he has a strong interest in making friends with any strong person. In fact, he would not have asked Timos to pay at all, nor would he record it in the ledger, but Monty naturally did not take the initiative to say this fact himself, and many times, it would be more sincere to let others find out for themselves.

After the phosphorescent giant elephant incident, Anglie also exchanged the unimportant part of the giant elephant's corpse for a large amount of gold coins, which is not bad for money. Therefore, please ask Sir Monty, a friend of Timos in the imperial capital, to collect more prescriptions for potions, and anyway, he will also stop by the southern provinces. But I didn't expect Timos to pay the fee first.

"Angle, do you and I need to talk about this?" said Timos, smiling, under cover.

"Well, thank you this time. Angli said casually, these potion prescriptions are naturally not wizards' prescriptions, they are just ordinary people's prescriptions. Anglie just wanted to gather information from it to enrich the knowledge base. It can cost up to a few thousand gold coins.

Leaving the mansion of Timos, Anglie got into the black carriage at the door. Drive towards the newly purchased manor.

This month, he moved from his old shop to a new manor, and it cost him just over 10,000 gold coins. Compared to the more than 500,000 gold coins he got from the phosphorescent giant elephant, it was not a big expense. In terms of meditation, his mental power is now much more stable. The spiritual power that was forcibly catalyzed by the medicine at the beginning has also been condensed and stabilized a lot. But unfortunately, the physique dropped by 1 point. It should be the sequelae of graphite medicine and negative energy corrosion itself.

Now Angle, except for studying potions and spells, meditating, and teaching Tia every day, there is almost nothing else. Occasionally, I go to Timos or Highland.

Now his mental power has completely stagnated and increased. Although night beehives were later collected, it seems that the body has developed resistance. There was no trace of any increase in spiritual power, and no matter how he meditated, Angli guessed that he should have reached the limit of the wizard's promotion. So in addition to solidifying his spirit every day, he is more preparing for his return to the academy.

Advancing to the Wizard requires the Water of Asu and defensive spells. Both of these are things he desperately needs right now. And returning to the academy is the fastest way to get these two conditions, and there is no news of the whereabouts of the outside world at all. Therefore, Anglie is now paying more and more attention to the news from the academy.

Sitting in the carriage, it was already winter. The afternoon sun shone in through the car window and landed on the back of Anglie's hand, forming an irregular yellow spot with little warmth. More often than not, the cold wind kept pouring in.

"It's 1542 now, and in the blink of an eye, it's winter again. Anglie tightened his collar and looked out the window.

The trees on the roadside were bare, and the occasional passer-by was dressed tightly. The whole street has a grayish and white hue. The sunlight on the ground was almost colorless, very faint and faint.

"What day is it? Old Tom. Angliel asked the coachman aloud.

The driver was a coachman sent by the lord of Alf to drive for him, his name was Tom, and his surname was unknown. Maybe even the name is just a nickname.

"It's already November, it seems to be the 18th, sir. Tom replied outside the curtain.

"No. 18? Angliel nodded, "Go straight to the Blue Prison." You don't have to go home yet. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

The carriage picked up speed on the deserted street. Turn left along a Y-shaped intersection in front of you and pick up a few yellow fallen leaves on the ground.

Twisted Blue Prison, the only prison for death row inmates in Lennon City.

It is located in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by a wooded area in the middle of the city.

Between the vast green woods, a yellow manor-like complex stands quietly.

The pale yellow walls and sharp roofs of the buildings are like the top of a castle and a church. The buildings are surrounded by a wooden fence with patrolling guards. They were dressed in heavy black armor and armed with swords or hammers, and their faces were all indifferent.

From time to time, faint screams can be heard in the buildings inside the fence. It was the struggle of the condemned prisoners before they died.

A black carriage followed the path of the woods, approached slowly, and finally stopped on the grass outside the fence entrance.

"It's time to get there. "The coachman is a middle-aged man with a simple and honest face, with a small head and dark skin.

The curtain opened, and a young man with a somewhat gloomy face stepped out of the car. He was dressed in a black hunting suit and wore long black leather boots. It looks a little cold.

This man was none other than Angle.

A patrol of guards took the initiative to meet them.

"Lord Angle, is it?" asked the captain of the team.

Angre nodded.

"Lord Hyland has already ordered you in advance, you can come and go as you please. But it's just you. The captain wore a helmet on his head, and his voice seemed to be a little urn-like.

"Got it. Anglie strode through the fence and toward the church-like building inside. The screams that came from time to time inside were clearer.

There was a faint chill and tension in the air.

Blue light flashed in Angliel's eyes. In the corner of the field of view, a row of data is suddenly displayed.

'Necromancy is negative energy, with a concentration of 65.72%. ’

"Really nice place. He muttered under his breath.

The lawn under your feet is soft and soft, like a blanket. Walking to the front of the building, Angre knocked lightly on the heavy brown wooden door.

Knock knock.

With a click, a small window opened on the door, and a fat guard glanced at Anglie through the window.

"It's Lord Angliel, you're finally here. If you don't come again, that guy will be hanging up. The fat guard muttered, and quickly opened the door with the sound of chains.

"Just be alive. Angliel said lightly.

When the door opened, there was a black-brown stone corridor inside, with small skylights open on the walls on both sides, and pale yellow sunlight slanted in from the skylight on the right, hitting the black ground, and a cold and damp air rushed in.

(To be continued)