Although Putrin still liked to run to the old Ernst mansion with nothing to do, he still had his own place to live, so after walking two intersections together, Schugg separated from his friend.

The pungent smell in the air was still obvious, and many people who walked at night after drinking covered their noses, and some of them began to vomit under the stimulation of this smell.

"That's the direction from which I heard before, well, on my way home."

Intuition and logic tell Hug that any vision that has taken place in the city of Salem in the near future has the potential to reveal future events.

He raised his guard and began to make rapid progress along the shadows of the buildings beside the road, but he didn't go far before he saw barricades and swaying figures.

Several large magic hedron lamps were placed on both sides of the road, and the bright lights covered the road, and next to them, the police officers of the city of Salem were busy, and beside them, there were two mages in the uniform robes of the Judicial Council, which should be a man and a woman.

Walking in the darkness, Xiuge suddenly felt a piercing cold, as if someone had placed his gaze on him, and that feeling was so obvious that he could not ignore it at all.

After glancing at the two mages standing in the middle of the road, Shuge staggered out of the shadows with his stumbling steps, tugged at his beer-soaked clothes, and then shouted to the officers, "Hey! Gentlemen, what's going on here? ”

The mages remained silent, while the officers were not very friendly, and one of them immediately opened his mouth to reprimand, "It's none of your business, hurry up!" ”

"But this is my way home, sir...... I live in the old Ernst house! ”

"Oh, it's you."

The police officers reacted immediately, although they didn't know Xiuge, but they all knew that the unlucky illegitimate son who lived in Ernst's old mansion was always adding "color" to their leisure life, so the originally harsh attitude was eased again.

"Mr. Ernst, please take a detour, there has been some accident here."

The officer held up the lighting tool in his hand, which was a metal instrument carved into a long cylinder, filled with some crystalline ore containing magical power, and with some symbols and patterns engraved on the metal cylinder, it could use magic to emit light.

If he could, Huge preferred to call it a "flashlight".

The officer pointed to a side road: "Take the 'Lady Small Road', it's not much!" ”

Shuge nodded, thanked him loudly, and then disappeared from the sight of the officers and mages in a somewhat chaotic pace, like the guys who had actually drunk.

He should have quickened his pace like a normal person, but the coldness on his back did not disappear, so Xiuge cautiously maintained his original somewhat stumbling pace.

In this way, a young night returnee who had drunk too much wine walked alone on this secluded path.

The communal water intake on the side of the road saved his life.

Under that cold "gaze", the young figure threw himself by the pool, and he laboriously picked up the cold water in his hand, and after two sips, he barely washed his face.

This made him look even more embarrassed, and of course, the chill in the water finally brought him to his senses, so he continued to walk forward.

The inexplicable tension was gone.

Xiuge continued to walk, but a lot of cold sweat was already on his back, and the huge gear that had been turning slowly in his spiritual world finally stopped.

He was almost certain that he had just been targeted.

There is inevitably an induction between magic and magic, and it is obvious that the magic inscription he has experienced is not perfect, and some traces that leak out are very easy to attract the attention of other professional mages.

Fortunately, the two members of the Legislative Committee did not stop themselves for questioning.

In Van Eng, all casters who can control magic but are not registered by the Law Council will be directly labeled as "Wild Mages" by the Law Committee, and their behavior style has always been extremely domineering, either joining or becoming the target of bounties and control, without exception.

"I can't explain my magic source to the people of the Law Council right now...... Tsk, the trouble is getting more and more. ”

Shuge thought as he turned his head to look at the buildings on his left.

Named after the famous merchant "Mrs. Small", the road is actually a gathering place for grocery stores, and is flanked on both sides by large and small shops, which usually sell daily necessities and miscellaneous goods, so they close early, and those who run the shops are also well-pocketed, so they do not live in their own stores.

The pungent smell was already very strong.

Xiuge judged that he was actually very, very close to the place where the loud noise was made, and it was even very likely that the place was behind these shops, and he was probably only a few dozen steps away from him.

He stood still by the side of the road for a moment, pricking up his ears to listen, but he couldn't hear anything at all.

"Strange...... The streets are cordoned off, but no one is handling the matter at the place where the incident occurred? ”

Shug narrowed, and just as he was about to investigate further, there was a sudden series of loud noises in the store across the wall, sounding like something was scurrying and crawling in the darkness and crashing into the empty chests.

Xiuge hurriedly took two steps back.

The light on the street was dim, and the few magic crystal lamps embedded in the walls were very old, and the dim light spilled down, only making the night even more cloudy and dark.

It was quiet, and at this moment, Xiuge could only hear the sound of his heart racing.

The sound of the wall had stopped, but the sudden silence was all the more frightening.

Shug moved his leg slightly, his boots rubbing against the gravel in the street, but with his movements, there was a loud noise coming from the grocery store.

This time Xiuge heard very clearly.

The sound source was moving in its own direction.

Then the streets fell silent again.

The feeling was so strange that the wall in front of him seemed to be a mirror, and behind the mirror, there was a shadow that mimicked its own movements, and as soon as it made its own movements, it would immediately "respond".

"What the hell is this?"

Shuge thought quickly, and the magic gears hidden in his spiritual world began to turn again, and his right hand was slightly raised, aiming in the direction from which the voice came, and the only magic inscribed in his body was ready to be used.

"What are you doing here?"

A sudden sound broke the terrible stalemate, and at the moment it sounded, Hug heard a series of commotion in the shop, and the thing hidden in the darkness was like a threatened beast, and in an instant it moved away from the wall and retreated back into the darkness.

Hug turned his head, and he saw a figure holding a magic lantern.

In the dim light, the supple and elegant robe of the Dharma Council fell close to the body, lining the lines of the body very clearly.

"Ma'am...... I, I hear a voice in here, maybe there's a thief? ”

Xiuge's complexion was already pale, and the droplets of water left by the washing of his face were still hanging on his face, and his right hand, which was about to release his magic, pointed to the shop that made a sound, and now he looked like a good citizen who actively reported anomalies.

The figure walked over, and the magic lantern that gradually rose up revealed a delicate but unusually cold face.

At this moment, Xiuge once again felt the chill like a pinprick in the needle, as if countless pairs of eyes were peeking at him.

"Well, it's you?"

An indifferent gaze swept over Xiuge's pale face, perhaps because the young man in front of her looked a little embarrassed at this time, or perhaps because Xiuge's clothes exuded the smell of wine, the female mage did not continue to step forward, but stood still a few steps away, she hung the magic lantern around her waist, and then held a spell book with intricate patterns on the cover.

An elaborate badge carved from crystalline ore fell from the book, and when Shuge glanced at it, he saw what seemed to depict a rippling lake.

Obviously, standing in front of Shuge was a young and very good "lake-level" spellcaster.

Outstanding in every way.

"I've heard those people talk about you, huh, Mr. Ernst, haven't I?"

Between the words, the female mage's indifferent gaze brought a bit of scrutiny, and she carefully looked Xiuge up and down, from his hair, to his clothes, to the manuscripts he carried with him, not missing a single detail.

Then, she turned to the shop next to her: "Alright, there's nothing for you here...... Please go back and rest, Mr. Ernst, maybe tomorrow my colleagues will come to you and ask you about something, don't be nervous, it's just the usual process. ”

"Good...... Okay, I see, so please be careful, ma'am. ”

Xiuge lowered his head slightly: "The sound here is very strange, it doesn't sound like a dog kept by the owner of the store......"

"Hmm."

The female mage didn't seem to care much about Xiuge's kind reminder, she shook her head slightly, motioned for Xiuge to leave quickly, and then walked to the wall and raised the spell book in her hand slightly.

Although Xiuge was eager to see what the lake-level mage who could be regarded as the backbone of the Dharma Council looked like when he cast the spell, reason still made him choose to retreat at this moment, so he quickly turned around and left the slightly narrow "Mrs. Small" shopping street with a somewhat disorganized step.

The cold sensation on his back lasted for a long time, and it was not until Xiuge had seen the familiar old mansion that the strange feeling slowly disappeared.

As during the day, when he entered the old mansion, Shug locked the courtyard and the doors and windows, so that no one else could enter except Putrin, who also had the key.

The door to the bedroom was still lying in the hallway, and it took a lot of effort to drag it to the utility room, and for a short time he had to use the curtain instead of the door.

In the process of changing clothes and sheets, everything he saw and heard on the way home kept coming back to Xiuge's mind, he didn't want to be a conspiracy theorist, but the target was already fixed there, and it didn't change half a bit because of his personal wishes.

"Something must have happened in the city to make those lazy police officers operate in the middle of the night, and there are even two casters above the lake, which is enough to show the seriousness of the matter."

After taking care of everything, Shuge dragged his tired body to the bed, and the small wooden box that had been used to hold the twenty silver coins was set aside, it had become empty, and this tangible change reminded Xiuge that he was in a wonderful world that could affect matter with invisible power.

"Maybe I should wander around the dream world more, I still don't know anything about the secrets, maybe I can find some cheaper 'exchange' conditions there, any new discovery and improvement is important to me these days."

With this in mind, Shuge quickly cleared his mind, turned off the magic lamp in his bedroom, and plunged himself into the darkness once again.

……

Once again, the office covered with traces of the past appeared in front of Xiuge.

He sat down at his own "workstation," his gaze swept over the drawer he had opened with twenty silver coins, and after taking a deep breath, he stood up and "walked" along the corridor that he knew and did not know.

As he approached, the black words that sealed the equipment, furniture, and containers appeared and disappeared, and one harsh and strange condition after another was displayed in front of Xiuge.

As he looked at the conditions, he began to sort them in his mind.

"It seems that the conditions here can be broadly divided into three categories......"

"The first is the more basic type of material, which contains more specific monetary or collectible requirements, such as a specific number of gold coins, a set of ornaments, or a certain amount of a gemstone. The value fluctuations are exaggerated, ranging from dozens of gold coins to hundreds of top-tier crystalline ores, but in fact, this is the best type of target to achieve. ”

"The second type is more inclined to achievement and status, although most of the conditions here are also proposed in terms of concrete things, but they are all similar to the proof of such and such a title, or can represent a specific social status, such as the certification badge of the mage rank and the collection issued directly by the kingdom to the nobles to prove the identity."

"And the third ......"

Shuge stopped in front of a "water cooler", his expression becoming a little strange, because the black fog that blocked the water cooler constituted a somewhat strange condition.

"Rotten Wyvern's bodily fluids? Put this thing in the water cooler...... Are you serious? ”