There is no true ideal town in the world, and the Great Moon Sorcerer's Silver Moon Castle is not peaceful.

On the way back to the Seongnam Market, Rosen kept thinking about the experience of the past two weeks, and sighed secretly.

"I wanted to ignore what was going on outside the window and concentrate on magic, but the trees wanted to be quiet, but the wind was more than that."

Just like in his previous life, he wanted to concentrate on scientific research, but due to changes in his family, he could only let go of his love and go to the sea to do business.

In this life, he will never give up the pursuit of spells, but he still has to make some changes.

"Learn to learn, but don't forget the world."

"The Mentor Thing....... There's a weirdness to it, and I'm going to have to study it. ”

This time, the focus of his mind was temporarily detached from the spell and completely focused on the murder in the south of the city.

On the way back, his mind was turning over and over again.

At 10 p.m., Rosen returned to the South of the City Market.

The chaos in the bazaar has largely subsided, but there are still some remnants of passion that have not dissipated.

Around the market square, many shops are open, and shopkeepers stand in front of their shops, gathering in twos and threes to chat.

"It's getting more and more unbearable to live, and I have more and more taxes to pay, and I've been losing money for three months in a row!"

"Who's to say it isn't? They all said that they wanted to fight a war, but they all shouted for more than a year, but they didn't hear the slightest news of a war. ”

"I see, those bastards at the town hall are just trying to get money out of our pockets!"

"Hey, don't say it, be careful of being listened to by those dogs."

Lawson walked all the way and found that most of the shop owners were not talking about the murderer, but about their own business.

These days, he stays in the Chengnan Market, and he is a portrait of people, and he is a big purchase, and he is familiar with many shop owners.

He thought to himself that he might be able to find some news about Thrandis from the mouths of these neighbors.

Thinking so, he looked left and right, and soon saw a tall man in an emerald green round hat and a green robe, who was none other than the owner of the 'Silvery' cutlery shop, named Rasprain.

I heard that this guy is a master of love, and there are countless women in the market who maintain an ambiguous relationship with him, and most of them are married women.

Thrandis is young and beautiful, and a man would pay extra attention.

Raspulin must have paid close attention, and most likely secretly investigated Thrandis's background.

In the flash of thought, Rosen had already walked up to Rasprain's side, and a hint of 'anxiety' had appeared on his face.

"God of Gold, Mr. Raspoplin, it's great to see you here."

Rasprin glanced at Rosen and recognized him.

The kid came to the store last week and bought a whole set of fine silver cutlery, which he remembers vividly.

"Ah~~~ You're the ...... That Ann ...... Oh no, Miss Thrandis's new apprentice? ”

"Yes, I am."

"Hey~ I heard about your mentor, it's a pity."

"I really didn't expect that she would be so hungry for a man. If I had known this, I should have ...... Ahem~~ Child, is there anything wrong with you? ”

Rosen ignored the guy's assumptions, and from his words, he got two messages.

First, in the past time, the mentor was clean and clean, and the relationship between men and women was innocent, so that Rasprain, a master of love, failed to find a gap.

Second, the fact that the Mentor was a murderer had spread throughout the bazaar.

The speed at which the news travels is unexpectedly fast.

Rosen's face was even more anxious: "Mr. Rasprain, how do you know that my mentor is a murderer?" ”

"Don't you know? Mr. Lafale, the sheriff, had just gone to Miss Thrandis's house with a large group of men, saying that he was searching for evidence. ”

"I heard that it was because that chapole saw the murderer's face clearly, and it was Miss Thrandis."

It was not Raspulin who answered, but Monsieur Le Verrier, the owner of the 'Le Verrier ready-to-wear store' next door.

His face was full of schadenfreude.

Rosen understood, and he looked 'shocked'.

"I had just been apprenticed to Miss Thrandis, and knew almost nothing of her character. But I still can't believe that such a young and beautiful person can become a cruel murderer. ”

Monsieur Le Verrier's face, which was as round as a pig's buttocks, and his garlic-like nose were tightly wrinkled together, and his face, which was already very rich, showed a thick snarky color.

"What's so strange about that. A female mage who lives alone with a withdrawn personality deserves to do whatever kind of bad things she does. ”

Before Rosen could speak, Rasplin retorted.

"Le Verrier, your words are too mean. As far as I know, Miss Thrandis, though a little withdrawn, was a kind and courteous person, and was dignified and generous. ”

"If you want me to say, nine times out of ten this is a misunderstanding."

Monsieur Le Verrière sneered even more.

"Come on, Rasprine, I don't know your virtues yet? You can't take your eyes off the pretty girl when you see it. His own amorous mother-in-law couldn't control it, so he went to harm other people's mothers-in-law. ”

"If you want me to say, you can live until now, and you didn't die in a woman's belly, all because of the mercy of the Golden God!"

Raspulin was also furious.

"Le Verrier, do you think you're a good guy? Last month, Thrandis came to you to buy clothes, and you took the opportunity to take advantage of it, but you couldn't speak for ten days, and only said that your throat hurts, but in fact, you have been silent! ”

"You talk nonsense!" Le Verrier was instantly furious.

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Lawson hurriedly played a round.

"Two gentlemen, it's very unseemly to quarrel in the street."

As soon as he said this, the two people who were about to tear apart stopped and only glared at each other angrily.

Le Verrier hated Thrandis and could not ask for anything.

So Rosen looked at Raspurin.

"Let's talk about it in another place, shall we?"

"Gladly!"

Rasprain glanced at Le Verrier with contempt, and turned to the other side of the courtyard.

After standing still, Lawson asked.

"Mr. Raspurin, I would like to know, how long has my mentor been settling in the bazaar? All along, are there any anomalies? ”

After speaking, seeing Raspopin's puzzled face, he hurriedly explained.

"Although I had only recently been apprenticed to Miss Thrandis, she was my mentor after all. As an apprentice, I think it could be a blame. So ......."

Rasplin suddenly understood: "Child, I can understand your feelings. Actually, I have a similar idea as you, believing that Miss Thrandis is innocent. ”

He began to seriously recall.

"Miss Thrandis has lived in the bazaar for about two years...... No, it's 2 years, 1 month and 18 days. Most of the time, she stays at home and rarely goes out. ”

But it was impossible for a person to be completely cut off from the outside world, so every few days she would leave the hut and go to the market. Fetch water, buy food and daily necessities. ”

As he spoke, the curves on Raspurin's face became gentler and gentler.

"Miss Thrandis is so beautiful that whenever she comes to the bazaar, she immediately becomes the center of everyone's attention."

Her smile touched everyone's hearts. I'm sure that if she makes a gesture to someone, like me, then I'll do my best to serve her......."

"cough~cough~~"

Rosen coughed lightly, interrupting the guy's fantasies: "So, what is the unusual behavior of my mentor?" ”

"Is it abnormal?"

Rasprain thought for a moment and said, "She usually comes to the market in the morning to buy supplies, she is dignified and polite, and she rarely has a smile on her face. Oh, yes! ”

He suddenly slapped his forehead hard and said a message.

"Twenty days ago, a very handsome man came to the bazaar, named ..... His name was O'Howk, and he had a dispute with Miss Thrandis. ”

"Disputes?"

"Yes. The little white face tried to come forward and talk to Miss Thrandis, and a man knew that this guy was just interested in it. ”

"Miss Thrandis naturally saw through his attempts at a glance and resolutely rejected him."

"And yet, that abominable little white face has been stalking and even trying to go to Miss Racerandis's arm."

"Oh, that guy was so daring, but he also paid the price for his audacity."

"Our beautiful Miss Thrandis is not a weak woman, she is a powerful mage.

"I saw a flash of light on her, and Olek was shocked and flew several meters away, and fell on the mud of the bazaar, hahaha~~~ It's really happy!"

It can be seen that Raspelin is a talker, as soon as the conversation starts, the follow-up will be out of control like a flood.

Rosen has gotten what he wants.

Seeing that Raspopin was about to fall into fantasy again, he hurriedly said: "Thank you very much for the information. Goodbye, Mr. Raspoplin. ”

He turned and ran as if he were flying, towards the entrance of Lane One.

As he ran, all sorts of thoughts still came and went through his head.

Suddenly, there was a flash of lightning in his heart, and his body was firmly fixed in place.

'The mentor was withdrawn and had few friends, and I was her only apprentice. ’

I could feel that she valued me! ’

But we didn't get along for long, and I didn't really get to know her. Again, she didn't really know me either! ”

"The Mentor is indeed very powerful, but she is not a god, she is only a mid-level mage, and she is only a young girl in her early 20s."

When the various thoughts come together, it is logical to come to the next step.

"My missile is mid-range in power, and it's still an extraordinary version of flying silently. It was an unexpected aid, which must have been a big surprise to her.

"Extremely surprised, subconsciously looking back, it is also human nature."

"The mentor values me, and when he found out that it was me, he must have been worried that I would misunderstand her as a murderer."

"So, when she said that, it didn't really mean much, she was just defending herself, hoping that I could believe in her innocence."

Thinking of this, Rosen couldn't help but tapped his head.

"Mentor, mentor, I already knew you were innocent."

Following this line of thought, he continued to think.

"The mentor values me and doesn't want me to misunderstand her."

"But simply not misleading will not help the situation at all. Only by finding out the real culprit can we truly help the mentor wash away the grievances. ”

"So, this can really be counted as a secret apprenticeship test. A test that really got me into the heart of my mentor. ”

These things, some of them are like the Bodhi ancestor knocking the monkey's head with a ring ruler, and you have to rely on yourself to understand.

If you don't realize it, then you should be a disciple of the mountain guard for the rest of your life, and learn some ordinary skills that are inconsequential and everyone will know.

If you come to your senses and pass the follow-up tests, you may be able to get the true transmission!

What is the true biography of Thrandis?

Lawson didn't know, but the inhuman spell casting ability of at least 20 lines was enough to make people yearn for it infinitely.

The book says that high-level mages are generally 12 lines, archmages are generally on 18 lines, and the mentor is above 20 lines for an intermediate mage, which shows that there must be a mystery.

In the dark night, standing on the streets of the stinking sludge of the market in the south of the city, Rosen was no longer confused in his heart.

"Mentor, in the future, I will do my best to help you clear your grievances. I hope you are happy with my performance. ”