At the time of the incident, the whole of Tunling, as usual, was asleep surrounded by the Term River, and the lantern patrol wandered the empty streets boredly.

The rules and traditions of the Shariah have not faded in the old town, and few people are willing to go out without a night service. The cold and dampness weaved through the colonnades, wetting the clothes and dripping the surface of the building with the exposed skin.

So when passing by the white-stone building, the night watchman didn't immediately realize what was happening, but only felt a red glow above his head, radiating heat that could be felt even from a long distance.

And in just a short moment of doubt, the red heat reached a level that could not be ignored.

He looked up and saw that the dome, which was supposed to melt into the night, was illuminated by a twisted light, and long, serrated red tongues with jagged edges erupted from the open window, engulfing the ashes of the pages that rose and scattered in the heat stream. The explosion roared, the heavy object toppled over, like the hot mouthpiece of hell swallowed and grinded.

A corner of a page burning with sparks was brought to his feet by the foehn wind, and the poor man, who happened to be on routine duty, finally understood what was happening and tried to wake someone to control the fire.

But there were not a few people left in the academy at night, even if it was close to the river, and the fire was brought under control at sunrise. It's hard to say whether the buckets of water were effective, or if they subsided on their own after all the combustibles were burned.

By the time Green received the news the next day and hurried there, things had turned out completely differently than originally planned. Several suspicious parties were buried in the fire without exception, and it was difficult to distinguish even the remains, and the identities were guessed based on the accessories and locations they carried out.

When he tried to contact the informant to find out what was going on, Brother Vardine regretfully informed him that the informant, who had developed so easily, would never be able to provide clues in the future.

In just half a day, Green, who was standing in front of the fire, experienced a wealth of inner changes, from shock, bewilderment, to anger, and back to bewilderment.

And the situation inside the fire strengthened his judgment. Aside from the haze that had not settled completely and needed to be filtered by a mask, there was a strange smell floating in the air, similar to the one that would smell when a burned-out lantern was reoiled.

Everything was indiscriminately charred black, like a large furnace that had been used for many years, and it was impossible to count the number of people for a while if it weren't for the teacher-student list that had been entered first, and the rough range around the hard-to-gather skeletons with lime.

Not to say that it is completely certain, at least 90% of them are sure that it was a premeditated operation.

It wasn't that he didn't think that Professor Morrison would find out, but as the recognized leader of the medical school and an adviser to the royal family, in the worst case, even if he was found to have had an affair with a pagan religion, there would be a way to reduce the punishment, and the most important thing would be to lose his reputation, be dismissed from his post and return to the manor outside the city to retire, and the church would reasonably gain the right to deepen its control over the medical school.

Under the condition of early detection, there are countless ways to clean up the net before the trial court closes the net, leaving no evidence at all.

Instead of holding a funeral for Professor Morrison's identity as a fire like now, by the way, he solved the eyeliner that was finally inserted into the academy, and also offended the death court.

All in all, excluding the possibility of accidents that can be ignored, the degree of madness of this behavior is tantamount to the amputation of elbow pain, knee pain amputation, and cervical spondylosis under the head amputation, which has no merit except to completely get rid of the trace.

The utter incomprehensibility of the act brought with it a deep cloud of suspicion and a kind of horror that shook the mind blessed by the gods, like a long shadow that suddenly appeared under the waters, and only to find out that it was not a shoal sandbar when the boat had sailed into a tributary, but a target for fishing.

The most terrifying thing is that the long shadow never appeared again, but it always roamed in the depths of the disturbed mind, and from time to time there were ripples that woke people up from their dreams.

Green was convinced that he had to find it, because it was far more than an indelible stain on his career, but also an indescribable sense of strangeness as he walked through a city that he thought he knew completely.

There must be some unimaginable truth behind Morrison and the potion that only knows its efficacy.

This is also why after a cursory understanding of the basic information of this visiting scholar, he decisively decided to deal with it himself, and followed him here.

"I thought you would know better." The professor was only slightly surprised when he heard the unusual rubbing, and showed a little thoughtfulness, but was noncommittal about the rest, as if he had heard old news that he had learned for a long time.

The big man in the suit of armor, Brother Vaddin, sneered, "And what do you know? ”

I know a lot, and Kraft would like to say that, but considering that the situation of the two sides is different, most of what he knows cannot be explained normally, and he has to pick and choose.

"Anyway, thank you very much for sharing. Not to mention the opinion of the strange fire, I think only the medical school will think it was an accident. He pondered his thoughts and felt that the establishment of some consensus was conducive to communication between the two sides, "Professor Morrison must have been involved in a crime far more serious than corpse theft and heresy. ”

"So, if this inference is true, we must figure it out before it becomes a big problem that no one can handle, and deal with it as soon as possible."

"If there were clues, the trial court would have done that six months ago. Of course, it would be great if you were willing to use your status as an excuse to provide a little information about the college. Vardin was clearly still bitter about the loss of his informant, and it seems that the Inquisition did not soon develop a second person who could enter medical school and be willing to serve the Church.

Green was not so direct, but simply proposed, "Professor Craft, I would like to swear by my faith in the Heavenly Father that what is being said, and for the sake of fairness, should you be more honest about what you are doing and why?" ”

The question stuck with Kraft, and he had never seriously thought about its answer before being asked, or felt that the reason was sufficient and obvious, as water flows from high to low.

If it is to be said to be righteous, it is not really; For yourself, it seems that as long as you don't get your hands dirty at first, there will be no stakes.

There is no ambition to help the world with the power of one person, nor is there any grief and indignation to seek justice for anyone, but only follows the basic logic. This logic does not seem to be sufficient as a support that spans most of the kingdom and goes back to here.

Green observed Kraft's silence, the feeling of a thin shell that was briefly felt in the tomb reappeared in the other person, as if the very muscular body was actually a smooth white shell with brittle eggs.

"It's curious, I want to know what's going on. Why don't you rub that manuscript to me, maybe it will be inspiring. ”

"After you prove that your medical skills are not involved in irregularities, there is no problem."

"So what are you waiting for, let's go now, hopefully this will be the first step in building trust, after all, we are all in the same goal."

(End of chapter)