Faced with the growing sense of oppression, Xiug replied with a stiff neck: "The mistake is mainly in the second half. ”

"I actually left Votel Academy of Magic much earlier...... I had been deprived of the right to participate in the annual assessment before the start of the annual assessment, and after I was taken out of the academy, I did not return to my family, but was sent directly to the city of Selen. ”

When he told these tragic memories from this body, Xiuge's mood was inevitably affected slightly, so his voice became low: "Madam, if you carefully trace the time when I left the academy, you will probably understand why. ”

The female mage's face showed a rare look of surprise, she frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then reacted.

"Ah, I see...... It's the heirship ceremony of the Ernst family, right? ”

After calculating the timing for a moment, the female mage smiled sarcastically, leaned back against the bookshelf next to her desk, and said, "It seems that because of the negligence of the Ernst family, the Legislature almost lost a spellcaster with outstanding talents, do you say?" Mr. Ernst. ”

The moment he heard this, Xiuge reacted.

The left hand that he had been hiding behind him suddenly opened, and the magic disc in the spirit world spun rapidly, and the magic power that had not yet recovered was all injected into the groove engraved with the tentacle lines in the blink of an eye, but before he could make the next move, a cold feeling hit Xiuge's back.

It felt exactly the same as the night before.

He calmed down, his left hand slowly relaxed, and then sighed: "Madam, if I have such a talent, why should I write these words for a living? ”

The mage smiled, noncommittal.

However, her next sentence made Xiuge's cold sweat flow down instantly.

"I will take your word for it, Mr. Ernst...... The magic inscription on your body is obviously not stable yet, and you must have not been accepting it for a long time, or even a little suddenly, otherwise you would not have to continue to write for the sake of this income. ”

Her tone was very calm, but in the middle of these words, Hug noticed that the cold sensation exerted on him became more distinct, and he tried to adjust his sitting, but found that he felt as if he was frozen, unable to move at all.

"Mr. Ernst, you have surprised me."

The mage came to the bed, reached out and gently swept the quilt twice, then sat down, and said, "Obviously, in the eyes of the inhabitants of this city of Selen, you are just an illegitimate writer who can contribute some pleasure in life to them every month, and no one knows what has happened to you. ”

She raised her hand, and the translucent mage's hand that had appeared before appeared appeared in front of Xiuge, and the palm of the hand slowly floated over, and a finger stretched out and placed it on Xiuge's forehead.

A cold sensation bloomed in front of his forehead, and in an instant, the cold current that poured into his forehead merged with the chill on Xiuge's back, and Xiuge only felt that they flowed into his mind as quickly as flowing water, and with it, a strange feeling that thoughts, memories, and secrets were completely open to the outside world.

The mage's pupils shimmered blue, and then she asked, "When did you complete the magic inscription?" And how is it done? ”

Xiuge felt a buzz in his head.

"It's over, I'm exposed!"

This thought flashed through Xiuge's mind, but then he found that the metal disc used to engrave magic in his spiritual world did not seem to be affected in any way, it still maintained its original state, slowly rotating at a steady speed, and the cold current of magic released by the other party that could spy on consciousness did not seem to have a way to break through the blockade of the disc, and naturally there was no way to truly glimpse his true thoughts.

As a result, a bold idea took shape in Shug's mind at breakneck speed.

At this time, the other party's unquestionable and resistant questions were also heard in his ears.

"Mr. Ernst, answer my question."

Every word was like an icicle nailed into his mind, and then, following the pressure exerted by the other party, Xiuge gave out all the answers he had just thought of.

"I finished the magic inscription yesterday afternoon."

The magic palm suspended in front of Xiuge flickered slightly, and then he heard the other party ask, "What about the process?" ”

The number of words is very small, and the sense of oppression is very high.

So Xiuge threw out the second half of the answer he had prepared.

"I slept and it was done, and I didn't understand how it worked."

At the moment of these words, the atmosphere in the room seemed to freeze, no other sound came from his ears, and in the silence, Shuge could even see fine dust drifting slowly in the light of the mage's hand.

And so the questioning ended.

Shuge squinted cautiously to the side, and he saw an extremely complicated expression on the delicate face of the female mage.

She seemed a little angry, but more often than not, shocked and incomprehensible.

The feedback from the magic was clear and natural, without any hints of interference, and the results of the feedback told her that the answers given by the guy in front of her were all true—neither perfunctory nor carefully woven lies.

He didn't seem to know exactly how he had accomplished the magical inscription.

After a moment of hesitation, she finally believed in the magic she was already familiar with, so she restrained the expression on her face, the magic color in her pupils faded, and the magic power exerted on Xiuge was quickly lifted by her.

Watching the blue translucent palm in front of him slowly dissipate, Xiuge finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he had already known the power of his magic, he still didn't think that those tentacles could help him solve his current predicament, and his intuition told him that if he chose to resist violently just now, the result would probably be "solved" on the spot by the other party one step faster.

But even so, Xiuge's mind was still full of doubts.

The female mage in front of him seemed to be a little too "reasonable", which was not the same as the member of the legal committee in his impression.

While he was thinking about it, the voice of the female mage had already come.

"You used magic in this house not long ago, right?"

Although the female mage restrained her magic, her gaze was still sharp: "It is indeed a good idea to use the Misty Grass to cover up the traces of mana, and it can indeed confuse the basic detection magic and the average quality of the Magic Path Pendulum, but in the eyes of experienced veterans, this kind of behavior is not advisable, and sometimes, the smoke of the Misty Grass will make some small traces more obvious." ”

At this point, Xiuge knew that he had no need to hide it, so he let out a sigh of relief and asked, "Ma'am, what do you want to know from me?" ”

Hearing Shuge's question, the mage smiled, and the mage's hand immediately appeared behind her head, quickly tilling her long shawl hair, and then she took out her magic book and opened it.

"I would like to know, Mr. Schugg, what you went through last night, and before our visit today?"

She looked at the illegitimate son of the Ernst family in front of her, and her eyes narrowed slightly: "Also, you can call me by my name next...... My name is Vicilline, Willin Ernst. ”

The moment he heard the other party's name, Xiuge couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

……

As one of the most prominent members of the Legal Council, Verine Ernst has always been confident in her magical prowess and skills.

This is not arrogance, but the result of a long period of study and countless practices.

Verine's connection to the Ernst family was not actually very close, as she was not actually related to the nobles of the Ernst family at all, except that her great-grandparents had long ago served as mage advisors to the side branches of the Ernst family.

In order to maintain a close connection with the largest family in the Wattel Kingdom, from the generation of Wei Lin's grandparents, suitable candidates with magical qualifications were selected and sent to the Ernst family for training.

So naturally, Verin also has the family name Ernst, which seems to be quite important.

Of course, she never cared about that.

After all, within the Legislative Committee, the so-called family background can only bring more trouble.

For example, the current somewhat tricky task was brought to Verin by the cheap surname "Ernst".

Just a few days ago, young Vielen ended her planned training program, and as the last large caravans before the "Armistice Celebration" entered the soon-to-be-closed city of Selen, she was forced to accept a mission from the Lordel Kingdom Legal Council branch as a lake-level magical advisor "close" to the Lordel Kingdom and the Ernst family.

The task is divided into two parts.

First, during the closure of the city of Serém and the celebration of the armistice, the safety of a special cargo will be ensured, and as usual, the nature and type of cargo will be kept secret, and any person who attempts to probe and gain access to such cargo must be traced and dealt with in accordance with the rules of Investigation Order No. 6, and if necessary, violent means such as "psychic interrogation" may be used.

Second, a member of the Ernst family sent a secret letter to Verin, asking her to take care of one of the family's illegitimate children in the city of Salem and bring him back to the royal capital of the Waters Kingdom after the armistice celebrations.

Verin had always been unconcerned about the rewards promised for these tasks, but this time was an exception.

Because in that letter, the Ernst family promised Verine that as soon as these two things were completed, the Ernst family would give her the first manuscript of the Poem of the Night as a reward.

As the finest sorcery scholar among the younger generation of the Legislature, Wei Lin couldn't resist the temptation.

She had always believed that the magic books and notes that had been handed down from time immemorial should not be kept in the hands of those aristocratic lords as collectibles, and only people like herself who really studied magic should have them!

However, upon arriving in Salem City and embarking on this mission, Verin realizes that something is not quite right.

Generally speaking, as a lake-level magic consultant, she has the right to know the details, causes, and expected results of any mission, but this time, like other stream-level and raindrop-level spellcasters, she can only act as an "ignorant executor", and what makes her even more unhappy is that the process of this mission is full of a large number of anomalies.

First of all, the special cargo that Wei Lin was responsible for protecting had been transshipped without notifying her, and she couldn't understand why someone had chosen to remove the goods from the Judicial Commission's premises at night and forcibly transfer them to the shops on the main road of Salem City, and what made her even more unhappy was that the goods had an accident during the transshipment.

Maybe it was because of the violent bump, or something else, in short, an explosion that shook half of the city of Salem just happened, although with the cooperation of the Law Committee and the Celem City Police Department, this accident did not cause much follow-up, but it also made Wei Lin question the task she was performing.

As a rigorous, conscientious magical advisor who always strictly adheres to the rules of the Legal Committee, Verin has an extremely keen sense of smell, and this time, she smells of intrigue and danger in the midst of this series of anomalous phenomena.

And it was in this context that she stumbled upon her second mission goal.

That is, the poor bastard who was "sent" by the Ernst family to the city of Seren.

She had already investigated Shog Ernst before, and in her perception the bastard image was a bit terrible—subtle means of making a living, unconventional subject matter, ridiculous nicknames that circulated in the city of Salem, and, of course, a rather bad attitude towards magic and scholarship.

In Wei Lin's opinion, even being a magic apprentice in the most remote magic academy is definitely commendable, after all, in the pursuit of knowledge and truth, it should be more important than talent.

However, the chance encounter that happened in the middle of the night surprised Wei Lin to find that there was still a faint aura of magic on the body of her mission target, although it was very weak, but Wei Lin was sure that it was the mark left by the magic ritual.

"Why did an illegitimate child who barely survived on gaudy literature suddenly get the attention of his own family? Why does he have the smell of magical rituals on his body? And why do you use the ash grass to cover up the traces of magic in your dwelling? ”

Vilene Ernst is now very curious.