Around the teaching building after class, the crowd is as dense as ever. As the daylight gradually moves westward, the streets come alive with moving students.

The road ends at a station that provides transport vehicles to which students go after class to use their four-wheeled vehicles to their destinations. Therefore, every day after class, the road is filled with apprentices who come to play, and it becomes extremely crowded.

Although Jon stopped and spoke for a while, Lizzie barely managed to show Danvers in the crowd. The dense crowd not only blocked her steps, but also made it difficult for him to walk. The crowd was undoubtedly the best cover, and Lizzie blended in with the crowd, staring at Danfoss not far away.

In the bustling group of theory students, his uniforms of different colors stand out. He didn't use the props of ancient spells to dress himself up as mysterious today. Calmly, walking among the apprentices, he was no different from the ordinary apprentices who were walking.

But Lizzie doesn't think he's here for a walk, reminiscing about his past studies in this building. According to the information gathered earlier, his life in the theory department was not satisfactory, and he almost never had contact with his former classmates after transferring to the elemental department.

Moreover, the Elemental Department Teaching Building and the Theory Department Building are in two directions, one south and one north, and the distance between them is not close. It would take him about three quarters to walk away, and he couldn't have wasted so much time returning here without any reason since he had already left.

Walking down this road, Danfoss doesn't seem to be aiming to go to a stop just around the corner. He walked at a steady pace, and after a while weaving through the crowd, he turned onto the path beside the road, and with him several apprentices dressed in different divisions.

Lizzie's attention had been focused on Danfoss just now, and she didn't notice that there were other apprentices in the crowd besides Danvers. In the end, there were a dozen or so people who followed him on the trail, all of whom were apprentices from different departments, including several seniors from the theory department.

The trail is rarely visited and seems to have been carved out by pedestrians. No one but the apprentices who followed him stepped inside. It is too conspicuous to follow him rashly, and no matter how bold Lizzie is, she will not follow directly and brightly.

In fact, she is not afraid of being besieged, but she is worried that they will change the law of action because of their actions. Her target is not Danvers the person, but the man behind the possibility of directing his every move. Now that the investigation has been struck by surprise, the investigation done before has been in vain.

In the past, the missions that the two had tracked as a partner had been given to Curt had carried out the missions, and Lizzie couldn't help but wonder what Curt would have done if he had been there.

As a rule of thumb, he would pretend to look around, then go to a secluded spot and jump on the trees around him, hiding himself in the shadows between the hedges to follow him. All of these trees are old, and their leafy canopies make it difficult to see between the branches.

It's a good place to hide, and with a little simple camouflage, it's easy to hide your figure for tracking. Unfortunately, only Curt with good mobility can move between these branches, and it would be a fool's dream for Lizzie to do so.

She couldn't fly off the wall, so she had to move her eyes to the small building nearby.

It's a small brick building that isn't too tall, and it looks surprisingly young compared to the old houses around it. The building is said to have been completed a few years ago, and it is used as an art building on weekdays. It's just that there are too few art classes, and this small building has been idle for a long time.

The hallways were cleaned, and there was no one in the classroom at the end of class. At its height, when viewed from the corridor on the second floor, it was just enough to take in the trajectory of the Danfoss and others, and it would not be spied on by their existing people.

Through the window next to where she stood, the figures could be seen fading away. Danfoss led them unhurriedly along the path, and the scattered formation when they walked out of the crowd just now had moved closer together, and the apprentices of different departments were communicating in "friendly" whispers.

This distance is too far, even if they communicate at a normal volume, they may not be able to hear clearly, not to mention that they deliberately lower their voices and turn their heads and ears. Lizzie knew that there was no particular value in just watching them move from afar, and figuring out what they were communicating with each other was the point.

It's not a hassle, just use a simple minion spell to send a sound-collecting terminal to them. Lizzie took a piece of paper from her pocket, simply folded it into the shape of a butterfly, and prepared to apply a spell that provided mobility.

Buzz -

Just as she was trying to use a spell to eavesdrop on those people, the small stone in her coat pocket suddenly vibrated slightly. The Wax Stone was made by herself, and only reacted when Curt, who was in possession of the same Wax Stone, injected the corresponding magic into it.

It's just at this time... Lizzie couldn't help but smack.

Curt's connection must have a purpose, and Lizzie had no choice but to put aside the magic of the origami first, and open the soul connection to Curt first. This spell is quite cumbersome to use and looks quiet on the surface, but it requires a lot of concentration and consumes a lot of mana.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

Lizzie had tried many times before to get Curt to master the spell of soul bonding, and the two could communicate at will. But Curt really didn't have the talent to cast such spells, and no matter how much she taught, he didn't succeed in casting them once.

Until now, only Lizzie could unilaterally unleash this spell to communicate with him.

"Originally, I wanted to report to you the results of my investigation," Curt's laughing voice came from the other side, "but listen to your tone, there is something going on on your side." ”

Lizzie paid attention to the actions of Danfoss and the others, and at the same time responded to Curt: "Almost, I'm tracking Danfoss now, and he's leading a group of people to a sparsely populated place." So what did your investigation find? Aside from the toxin you got from Grostide. ”

Lizzie had already taken a cursory look at Curt's bits and pieces yesterday. There was nothing in this "evidence" that could be brought to her attention other than the toxins that might have to be sampled for analysis. Could it be that Curt had gathered valuable information overnight?

"I didn't collect much, but if I was going to get information...... It's not that there isn't. As if he had deliberately sold off, Curt's voice was dragged out, "Do you remember what was on the cover of that notebook in the hands of Hepburn and Danfoss that day?"

When Lizzie heard Curt's words, her curiosity was immediately aroused: "Are you talking about that eye?

"Almost, albeit just second-hand information. "Yesterday while we were fighting that monster, a large warehouse on Warehouse Street where spellcasting materials were stored, was attacked. ”

"Striking the West?"

"There is no evidence that the two things are related. ”

Although Curt said so, his tone was basically convinced.

According to witnesses in the vicinity, the attackers he saw were a group of strange people dressed in old-fashioned robes. They used strange spells like they'd never seen before to knock down the guards of the warehouse, and then ransacked the storehouse. And on the back of their robes is an eye-like pattern. ”

Hearing Curt's message, Lizzie felt a little incredulous: "What do you mean...... The Danfoss community may have something to do with these criminals?"

"It's hard to say at the moment, after all, I don't have proof. "It can't be ruled out that Danfoss is also in the dark." ”

Lizzie looked at Danvers, who was leading the apprentices in a small courtyard.

The courtyard seems to have been untended for a long time, with a fence filled with flowers separating the inside from the outside. In the center of the courtyard is a dilapidated wooden hut, which stands alone in the courtyard, exuding a lonely atmosphere.

The wooden house looked like it was about to collapse, and the gray planks were covered with signs of mold. The red roof was mostly crumbled, and the slanting sun shone through the broken roof, leaving a mottled mark on the lightly cleaned floor.

A dozen or so people entered the hut one by one, and in a few moments, the small hut was filled with apprentices. Danvers, the leader, stood on top, and the rest of the team sat in four places. Looking from afar, you can still see him talking loudly under the eyes of everyone.

She couldn't imagine that he would be involved with the perpetrators.

"If they are really involved in the perpetrators, we need to be vigilant. "It's not necessarily all the people present, and even if there are only these members, there are quite a few members in this group. ”

It was only after that chance encounter and Hepburn's introduction that Lizzie thought that this society for the study of ancient spells was just a small group of Danvers with a few elemental apprentices. Unexpectedly, this "small group" has already developed into a process that may be related to a criminal group.

Danfoss, who used to be as bad at communication as she was, changed her whole life in a short period of time. With his ability to cast spells, he seems to be able to communicate by leaps and bounds, and now he is leading a small and large-scale organization, which is indeed a bit of an anomaly.

"I'll keep an eye on them until you come, please try to be as fast as you can. ”

Lizzie ended her contact with Curt and poured a portion of her magic into the origami she had prepared.

A moment later, a "butterfly" flapped its wings and flew out of Lizzie's palm, and it slowly flew towards the Danfoss and the others' party with a wiretapping terminal.

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