Tearing out useful information from under the letter, Xavier handed the paper to the pigeon at the window and returned to Sika's room.

He needs to try to get more information through small talk.

"Honestly, Mr. Matheson, it's a tough place here, this bathroom," he said, glancing at the door, "can you really take it?"

"If you can't bear it, you have to endure it. Sika Matheson sighed softly, "Since I quit the union, I have had to live by savings, and I have run out of money because of my wife's illness, and Anwen has also quit the Magic Association, so I can only choose to live here." ”

"So you shouldn't stay here in the capital. Xavier reiterated his previous point, "When Mr. Anwen returns, you should follow him and leave early." ”

"Of course. ”

In a word, Xavier obtained more information through various words.

First of all, his previous guess should be correct, the first landlord who was assassinated by Anwen should be a typical capitalist, maliciously speculating on housing prices and rents in order to make profits, and even a large number of houses in the East District are also in his name, charging two-thirds of the wages of the poor as rent, and squeezing every piece of their money as much as possible.

Anwen probably couldn't see this situation, so he assassinated him and escaped through spatial teleportation.

As for the second assassination, which Xavier saw with his own eyes, the specific reason is unknown, but Sika Matheson, that is, Anwen's father, seems to have lost his position in the union because of the deputy head of William, so Xavier analyzed that it may be a personal vendetta.

As for the potential third or fourth assassination, the only clue is that Thomas, the vice president of the Magic Association, can only wait for Andrew to investigate more, try to set up an ambush, and see if he can hang out the big fish of Anwen.

Just as he was thinking this, a few familiar cries suddenly came from outside the window, and Xavier made an excuse to miss him, and obtained a blank piece of paper from the pigeon's mouth, as well as a letter.

The handwriting is very sloppy, and I can't even care about politeness, there is no paragraph, and there is only one sentence in it.

[Thomas is currently a guest of honor at the graduation ceremony of Chung-Ang University, and I have sent special forces soldiers over.] 】

At the graduation ceremony of Imperial Central University, Xavier suddenly remembered his cheap apprentice, who should have been there at this time, watching his sister become a graduate.

Thinking of this, Xavier hurriedly put the letter in his pocket, and then returned to the house to say his goodbye directly to Mr. Sika.

And as he was leaving, he heard the swordsmith say to him, "When Anwen returns, I will tell him to find you!"

"Then there's Mr. Law," Xavier smiled with a smile that didn't quite look like a smile.

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Imperial Central University, Great Hall.

It was an auditorium with a capacity of about 5,000 people, and its size alone was comparable to that of the church of St. Cecil, where Caroline lived, and it was also full at this time.

Nord was sitting in the student's family room, looking at the various guests on the stage, presenting their graduation certificates to this year's graduates.

It was an annual tradition that every graduate in a black robe went through a process to represent that they had truly graduated from the highest university in the empire.

Of course, the guests will be different every year, such as one of the guests this year, the vice president of the Magical Society, Thomas Colt.

He was wearing a white magic robe today, and his long light purple hair was scattered on his shoulders, even though he had passed his old age, he still had the taste of a beautiful man, but he just added some mature feeling.

However, anyone knows that such a person should not be despised because of such an appearance, after all, he is a seventh-level wind magician in the empire, and he has mastered one of the most difficult magic to master-spatial teleportation, even the cloak assassin who once made the people of the capital panic, should not be able to hurt him in the slightest.

In the midst of all these thoughts, Nord quickly regrouped his thoughts, for he saw that his own sister had arrived in the auditorium, ready to shake hands with the guest of honor, Thomas Colt, and receive her diploma.

Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but show a happy look on his face, and he also strengthened himself, his sister was so good, how could he not be angry?

However, at this moment, Nord's ears suddenly heard a series of footsteps at the door in the distance, as if there were a bunch of uninvited guests to disturb this quiet graduation ceremony.

Thomas was sending out his diploma with both hands, paused slightly, the eyebrows on his face, slightly furrowed, and looked at the main entrance with a bad gaze, showing the figures of the Imperial Special Forces.

Led by the leader of the special forces, Andrew Campbell, he let his members, cordon off the entire auditorium, and himself came to the rector of the Imperial Central University alone.

"Andrew, you have to give me an explanation. The headmaster, dressed in a suit, was obviously extremely dissatisfied, glanced at the vice president of the Magic Association on the stage, and then looked back at Andrew, "This is a big occasion, you are definitely not allowed to trespass for no reason." ”

"I know. Andrew laughed and said something serious, "But according to my intelligence, the cloaked assassin may be here." ”

He chose to believe Xavier's statement directly, after all, he didn't think that such a righteous and courageous swordsman would deliberately write a story to deceive him for such a thing.

As for whether the Assassin will appear? He really didn't know, in fact, it was better to hide in the crowd and wait for the Assassin to appear, but he chose to gamble, and bet, this Assassin is hiding here at this time!

"Are you sure?" The Headmaster's anger suddenly dissipated a little, he knew that the government was now closely tracking the assassin, so although Captain Andrew's behavior was rude, he seemed to have to accept it.

"Confirmed. In the eyes of the principal, Andrew couldn't say he was actually gambling.

"Then I'll give you some time. The headmaster gritted his teeth and finally responded.

And Thomas Colt, who was on the stage, had just heard the conversation between the two through a kind of wind magic, and immediately understood what was happening, and on top of his beautiful face, there was actually a smile.

He knew better than anyone that this cloaked assassin was true, after all, he knew best that there was a magician who could learn the magic of spatial teleportation.

He also knew that Anven Pendragon hated him, but in his eyes, such a person would never be his opponent.

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