Chapter 144: An Uncontrollable Gap
Everything was left as it was, probably for a similar reason to Mogan's intentions, in order to preserve as many clues as possible that had not yet been destroyed.
Mogan took two looks, and he noticed that there were traces of magic circles all around the mansion, and Dorandot, who wanted to help the boss do something, was also very keen.
"There's a lot of power on the ruins ahead...... Hmm, it seems to be very strong. โ
It didn't know what it was.
But of course, Mogan knew that if he got closer, he would be caught by unknown magic, so he only looked for the special location mentioned by Will.
For example, the roof where the siblings first noticed the anomaly and were plotting their separate actions, the corner where Will heard the knight's trivial conversation, and the general direction where Connor was going under Will's eyes.
Mogan tried to partially substitute himself for the previous scenario. Turning his gaze from the roof to the house, he found the perfect path in the eyes of a teenager - there were not many options, and it should work.
The meeting and location chosen by the two children are far away from home, and the nearby houses are also in normal use, which have not been abandoned. Mogan was sure that as long as he was in the pedestrian aislement, there should be no problem.
Following Connor's possible path, Mogan used his imagination to find it. If anyone saw this scene, they would probably wonder how such a well-dressed person could be so sneaky.
After turning around, Mogan also saw the back door of Mirandy's house, the same place that Will himself had deduced that his sister should go.
Compared with the unjustified disaster suffered by the knight's family, the cavalry captain has not been heard from so far, and the most thought-provoking and inconclusive doubt in this matter is Connor Mirandi's secret.
Connor did not reveal what she was witnessing at the time, even in the face of her own brother. She insisted on waiting until she saw the queen, and did not even say anything about Cecilia's visit.
This proves that the complexity of the facts may be far greater than imagined.
Mogan half-crouched down, presumably finding a spot that matched Connor's height, and looked into the immediate range of the Mirandi Mansion.
The ebony back door is tightly closed and intact, proving that at least the area has not been affected by the flames and has survived to this day.
Mogan may not know what happened, but he was pretty sure that if it was just an ordinary fire, Will would not have met the knight who stood by and heard the conversation that frightened him.
"Maybe it's a good thing that you can't find it now......"
"In this situation, even if they stay in the Knights all the time, they are not sure that they will be able to keep them. If they can fly away, maybe they will go to the royal capital......"
The knight was not injured by the fight, and his vigilance allowed one of the children to overhear their conversation and leave, indicating that the situation was in danger and they themselves were in disarray.
It can make people dare not move forward or retreat, and it has to be extraordinary magic to be timid, and to wait for the development of events in order to ensure safety.
Now, however, all that remains in front of the mansion is a large seal and a dead silence, and there is no trace of the former Mirandi family and knights.
Connor's mind is hard to guess through thin air, but Mogan also concluded:
The view here was surprisingly good, and in the direction of the "light" of the street lights at night, Connor's choice of detour made sense, and she could indeed see everything that was happening at the door.
And what did she actually see, so she made the decision to leave immediately after finding her brother, and at the same time was emotionally unstable, and finally gave such a message questioning whether the queen could solve the matter?
This is something that needs to be addressed.
Connor was a child who knew the times, but she did not immediately return to the royal capital to communicate with her brother.
Instead, after a long detour, she boarded the pirate ship, thinking that no matter what twists and turns she went through, she should not feel that her information was crucial and must be reported as soon as possible.
However, knowing that the crisis in Nova City was still unresolved, she still followed the royal knights and left, and the only hesitation in the decision was whether the pirates would abandon her, and she should have realized something.
There were no more clues, and Mogan wasted no time in stopping and going in the other direction.
"I feel like that place was a little stuffy just now......"
Dorandot spoke suddenly, and her voice was a little depressed, obviously affected.
Only then did Mogan remember that this little guy also had the special ability to read the emotions of objects, so he put it back to the corner of the wall, and worked hard to paste it again.
After trying it, Dorandot said no, "It feels very light, maybe it's been too long...... I can't read the specifics. All in all, it's sad and very depressing. โ
A year has passed, and there may be countless people walking back and forth here. Although it is not necessary for someone to touch the street corner with a special emotion, it will more or less dilute the original imprint.
But, sad?
Mogan suddenly realized the significance of the emotional changes in the whole affair.
This is actually in Will's description at the beginning, except that the panic of the young boy is taken for granted in an emergency, and is usually not so abrupt.
Connor, a young girl, is an exception.
The child, who was in danger of facing the fire, turned pale when he was reunited, and cheered up when he regained his responsibility to protect his brother. This naturally leads to some conjectures.
Will's first reaction was that it was quite normal to run to the royal capital, mainly because he heard the adjutant's proposal to chat casually, and he was ready to do it without thinking too much.
He has always been good at complying with other people's requests. Even if the person giving the target doesn't even realize that the person he mentioned is behind him, he doesn't know that he has made a reckless offer.
It wasn't enough that Connor had heard the same gossip and made a decision about it. And Connor is not an easy person to be instructed, she is a girl who aspires to become a free pirate, and she can compete with the irascible mermaid as a big mate, and her assertiveness can be seen.
If it was Connor's own judgment to leave, it meant that what she was witnessing symbolized a danger beyond what she had previously recognized, and she had to run away.
For example, parents are injured or even killed.
Although it is a bit offensive to guess the life and death of others out of thin air, Mogan feels that eight or nine are not far from ten.
The queen just asked Will to stay at ease, and did not tell the truth clearly, but put him alone for a long time, which means that the cavalry captain may not have a good ending, and his wife is also very lucky.
Will still doesn't know anything about it. At best, he occasionally suspects, and he will not deliberately investigate in order not to cause trouble to others.
But this was not the case with Connor, who may have seen the worst of things happen at the back door of her house.
Unfounded inferences can only stop there.
Since someone can take the initiative to block this place with a magic array, it means that the clues here are very useful, and they have been investigated, and there should be corresponding file results.
The person most likely to lead such an investigation is, of course, the chief inspector of Nova City, Assad.
Mogan really didn't expect that Inspector Eraberg's letter of recommendation, which he learned he was going to Nova City, would be useful so quickly.
The only obstacle at the moment is that it is too conspicuous and easy to touch the ears and eyes.
But at least there is one more direction.
It was getting late at night, and he had to find a place to stay. It was when he decided that he was going to Nova City, and he did his research in advance and judged that it was the most cost-effective hotel in Nova City.
He remembered the journey at the first glance of the city map, and he barely had to find the way, and Dorandot followed him.
After discovering that there were few pedestrians on the road and that he basically didn't have to hide, he became much more daring, and even chatted with Mogan as he walked.
"Boss, the black fog on your body has always been there, but sometimes it is more and sometimes less. There were suddenly more just now, and now there seem to be fewer of them...... Are you thinking about something special? โ
The boy walked around, but he didn't know anything, and at most he learned that there was a sad man leaning on the street, but he didn't have a problem with itโDolando's was a carefree schoolboy.
However, the tone of the elves is becoming more and more like that of a Terran apprentice, and this title is a bit miserable for the elves who should not be so philistine.
Mainly this made Mogan faintly worried that if he brought this little guy to Everist in the future, would it be possible to be held responsible.
He himself may feel that it is good that his mind is not so simple, but he is very clear about how important the elves are in the sense of the fact that the lone seedling is very important. Everlist, even if he is a Terran, is the only adult interracial "spokesperson" of the Elven race so far.
His request was not ordinary.
Between the four-year-old "precocious" Mogan, Everist can complain about the fact that the child's heart is not pure enough, and it is hard to say whether there will be hidden dangers for a long time and impressed.
If you consider this kind of problem, Nova City may really be "in danger".
Compared with the warm and simple town of Windsor, or even the Pandora Market, which is full of business contacts and rules, the residential area of Nova City is full of a lot of messy information.
For example, small paper advertisements glued to the wall on the side of the street. These are the things that can only be widely distributed in a city like Nova with considerable foot traffic, and they are another rarity that Dolando's discovery today.
Realizing that the information on the advertisement also included other Terran products, Dorandot, a diligent and studious young scholar, pasted a piece of paper on the road from time to time, and was amazed by the creation of the Terrans.
Stick, exclaim, post, exclaim, exclamation, stick...... After repeating this many times, Mogan looked at the active little green ball a little smack, not knowing where it got so much energy.
Perhaps because of his salary and feeling that he no longer lacked energy, Dorandot's ability was gradually used in a big way, and it was not exhausted.
But it's not a problem to go on like this.
With a hidden concern about the direction of education, Mogan, who discovered the new hobby that Dorandot had acquired after entering the city, used his relatively good eyesight to read the previous advertisement at a glance.
Then he stepped forward a few steps, and tore off a page of paper that was "not suitable for elves" in advance.
Originally, it was just a tear.
"Ah, more!"
Dorandot shifted her attention from her hobbies and continued to complete her mission, and then sighed at the black mist that appeared on Mogan's body.
"Boss, what are you thinking? It's getting darker and darker. โ
Mogan took a deep breath.
In the real field of vision, which no one could see, his Adam's apple moved imperceptibly, but he rarely made a sound, and as usual, he immediately responded with the most decisive words.
- Because now, he doesn't know what to say in the face of such a situation.
Dorandot was even more confused now.
"Why do I feel as if there's a fire burning something, but it's not...... Boss, did you bring something called 'gunpowder' written on a piece of paper just now, humans are so powerful! โ
At this moment, Dolandot couldn't see the magical power surrounding Mogan's hands at all, but he could find that the paper in his hand full of faint wood elements had suddenly disappeared, and he was naturally a little surprised.
But it did learn to draw inferences from advertisements for gunpowder for mining mines, and it was an explosion that could use something similar to fire magic.
Although the direction is not quite correct, I can generally guess that it is not magic, but artificial.
But Mogan knew the real reason.
He stared at his palm, not a single scrap of ash remaining, as if he had never touched a piece of paper.
Like touching a pan with boiling oil, the moment the paper moved in his heart, and the moment he was about to cast a spell at will, it was instantly extinguished in the flames that were released at any time.
It was as if to remind him at the right time, with his bloodline, there was no need to chant any incantations at all.
A single thought can destroy everything it touches, and for Mogan, who has half dragon blood, it's just a fact that he was born with it.
What appeared in his hand just now was not magic, or another existence that was opposed to magic, so naturally it could not be perceived by Dorandot.
It's not simple and practical fire magic, it's not artificial sparks, it's not a technological product, it's a dragon flame that appears uncontrollably and originates from the bloodline.
For Mogan, this was not a gift, but a chilling signal, a warning of insanity, and a symbol of loss of control.