Angel was secretly speechless, and was surprised that the big pirate who was followed by the Tarot Society died at the hands of the bodyguard so inexplicably, which was not at all as "close to high sequence" as described by Mr. Hanged Man.

And doesn't he also have a magical item of the "shepherd" ability, called "Wriggling Hunger"?

Flipping back to the front page of the Tingen Zeitung, she re-read the report word for word, and found nothing new.

But on second thought, the report that Chillingers was assassinated in a failed attempt at Duke Negan's dinner last night appeared on the front page of a local newspaper in the city of Tingen, hundreds of kilometers away, early this morning, during which time could be used to verify the information, and the time for tracking the interview was very limited, and it was even possible that the entire message was transmitted by telegram between the two cities.

Such a hasty report is bound to be wrong and missing, and an attack on the top nobles of the kingdom by an extraordinary person close to the high order will inevitably attract the attention of the police, attracting the intervention of official organizations such as the "Night Watchman", and once they block the news, even these news reports may not be credible.

Maybe the "Lieutenant General Hurricane" did not simply die at the hands of the "duke's bodyguard", as the newspapers say, maybe there was an official extraordinary, and even the high-ranking family of Mr. Fool is not excluded!

Angel decides to ask Mr. Hanged Man and Miss Justice about the Tarot meeting next week, especially the latter, who lives in Beckland for a long time, is well-informed, and has hired detectives to investigate Ziringers, so she should know something about this matter.

Thinking of this, she no longer continued to look through the useless newspapers, but began to talk to Roshan without a word.

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In the afternoon, Angel went to the outskirts of Tingen with Klein separately as usual, and checked the location of the buildings that Klein divined one by one according to the location of the "dark red chimney" houses investigated by the Jules detective agency.

Unsurprisingly, there was no gain.

Combined with the location in the city, they have already explored thousands of buildings with dark red chimneys, and at this rate, it may be possible to identify similar buildings throughout the entire Tingen perimeter by mid-September, even if the last one is the target.

Stacking up the cross-hatched list of buildings, Angel shifted her gaze to the scenery outside the car window, adjusting the focus of her eyes to allow her sour eyes to rest properly.

At this time, the mercenary carriage is driving through Red Moon Street in the North District, bypassing the street park to return to the Black Thorn Security Company on Zotland Street, which was still under construction some time ago, and the sheds and scaffolding have been removed, and the construction waste accumulated on the roadside has also been cleared, giving the renovated park a new look.

Not only is the new park half the size of the previous park, but it also has a new park plaza with a spacious stage, a pavilion for spectators, and even a lavish arrangement of living water and tree-lined walkways, making the park look like a wild lawn in comparison.

There were already many workers decorating the venue next to the stage, and the banners that hung showed that they were preparing for a speech by Councillor Maynard, who was in charge of the construction of the park.

Angel recalls the recent intense news reports that the leader of the new party in Tingen is running for mayor of Tingen, suggesting that the investment in the renovation of the park in the North End and the speech at the celebration were all political shows to build momentum for the election.

Either way, it's a good thing for the residents of the neighborhood to be able to renovate the park.

If only there were parks like this in the West End......

Angel sighed with pity, even if it was a political show, these councillors would not target ordinary people in the western and southern districts, and the northern and golden sycamore districts, where the rich lived, were their base camps.

Horse-drawn carriages are hired to go around the corners, and the reappearance of buildings by the windows blocks the sunset and the park on the other side.

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Walking into the living room, closing the door and locking it, Angel hung his trench coat on the coat rack next to him, and without even turning on the light, he pushed open the door of the study, opened the secret door on the floor, and came to the smoky basement.

It was evening, and the fire in the basement had been burning for twelve hours since she had gone out in the morning, and the viscous liquid had almost dried out in the cauldron on the fire, and a short cane about 20 centimeters long with a charred surface was emitting wisps of green smoke in the pot.

Extinguishing the fire, taking out this short staff made of solid sandalwood from the pot, and wiping the liquid medicine on the surface, Angel immediately felt a faint spiritual overflow, wrapping around the hot short staff in his hand.

This is a wand made by her from a potion containing her own blood, and it is a wand that belongs to her, the "witch".

Using this wand, which has a mystical connection to herself, the witch can not only search for objects with a wand, but also defend herself against a fatal damage at a critical moment in battle.

Unlike mirror doubles, which can only escape from the same place, even if they are already injured at the moment of using the wand double, these injuries will be transferred to the wand, which is not inferior to the magician's "paper man double".

But the wand is complicated to make, and in order to make this wand, Angel has been drowsy from blood loss all day, and it will take ten days and a half months to make the next one.

Even this one would be inconvenient to carry, so she decided to tie her wand and dagger sheath together, so as not to cause a strange bulge under her trench coat that would attract curious eyes.

After cleaning the remaining bit of medicine in the cauldron that had turned dark red, and cleaning up the stove, Angel emptied the table, took out the various materials he had bought at the underground market of the Dragon Bar after returning from Morse Town on Tuesday, and arranged the revolver and bullets he received today, ready to make a new special bullet, the Shattering Light Ray.

Unlike the Storm Convergence and Phantom Phosphorus Eruptions, the difficulty of crafting and the material requirements of the Shattering Light Ray are more than one step higher, and the spiritual requirements for the crafter are very high.

If she hadn't been promoted to "Witch" and learned during the test that her spirituality was higher than expected, she would not have been able to make "Light Shattering Ray", even if she knew the production process and had the crafting materials.

After dismantling the large-caliber pistol cartridges into bullets, cartridge casings and gunpowder, and soaking and coating the substrate for preliminary processing, Angel picked up a carving knife and began to engrave complex and dense charms on the first cartridge casing.

……

"Whew-"

With a soft sound, the tip of the knife slashed across the smooth surface of the shell, leaving a deep nick.

This is the last line of the spell.

Looking at the five shells that had been completed on the table, as well as more scrapped shells next to him, Angel moved his already sore wrist and closed his eyes for a short rest.

These cartridge cases are just a hand-training work, and they do not consume spirituality, and they do not use any spiritually rich materials, so even if they accidentally carve a bullet, they are just a waste of an ordinary pistol bullet.

And from the initial successive failures, until the successful engraving of three consecutive pieces just now, she has the certainty of making a real "broken light ray".

Taking a deep breath, Angel picked up the carving knife again, used it as a ritual dagger to cut through the spiritual wall that surrounded the crafting table and chair, and then pulled out the "Sun Flame Charm" that Crane had given her.

This powerful spell will be the core material for her special ammunition.

Prior to this, after the Magic Mirror divination, Angel had confirmed that the power of the spell was indeed derived from the "Mutated Sun Emblem".

At this time, she has to use a similar method to draw out the power sealed in the spell and make it into ammunition.

You only get one chance, and if anything goes wrong in the process, even a moment's pause will result in a failure and a waste of this precious spell.

She believes that if she fails this time, there will be no other opportunities in the short term.

After placing the candle representing herself and the goddess of the night in the spiritual wall, lighting the candle with the spirit, and establishing a connection through the essential oil, Angel closed her eyes and recited the prayer:

"The goddess of the night, nobler than the stars, older than eternity.

“……

"Give me the strength to complete this extraordinary object."

At the end of the incantation, Angel saw the candle flame in front of him flickering slightly, as if an invisible object passed by, and the candlelight reflected by the carving knife in his hand seemed to become dim.

"Praise the Goddess."

She said a word silently, lifted the knife, and stabbed the "Yang Flame Charm" on the table fiercely.

The name of the ammunition was optimized according to the recommendations

(End of chapter)