The Wizard World: 092 Interrogation 1

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Since the auction event, Angelo has asked Hyland and Timothy to track the whereabouts of the young man named Anuya. It's a pity that the other party is like a sea of ​​stones sinking into the sea without any trace.

The two big families in the city seem to have reached an agreement. Instead of making trouble, they calm down quickly. The trail of knowledge Anuya never appeared again. Not even Nisse, who left with him, had any more information.

Afternoon in the afternoon in a month .........

Study in the private house of Timothy.

Angele sat on the high chair in the study with her legs on his back, drinking slowly with a glass of green fruit wine in her hand.

Timos sits with another dark-haired middle-aged man aristocrat. He was calmly discussing the topic of sacred armed forces.

"Sacred arming is a higher level of conceptual arming. However, the conditions of the auction that day, the speed of disappearing and leaving instantly, does not seem to be able to produce the conceptual arm with life energy as the main body. It is more like the wizard Their means. "The middle-aged nobleman frowned slowly. The scenes that freeze instantly are not seen by ordinary people. What they see is only the pictures before and after the stagnation. It's as if Anuya is moving in an instant, and it's only an instant from one place to another.

"The rare treasure such as the stone of Lisa Li is actually a conceptual weapon. This is the thing that surprised me the most." Timothy said, "Someone saw Anuya taking Lenis out of Lennon. , Into the forest outside the city. This matter can be brought to an end. Conceptual armed such legendary things are completely unavailable. We do not need to waste too much time on it. And the holy armed above The curse can completely turn the holder into a killing machine. Even if it is given to me, I don't want it. "

"Just lost this treasure, Anuya's family is expected to fall from then on." The middle-aged man said with emotion. "The big family that was once prominent. It is withered because of a key treasure."

"Stop that, how long will Monty be expected to stop at Lennon this time?" Timothy asked.

"It's about a dozen days, I'm waiting for my people to come back from the dock." The middle-aged man frowned. "Master Angele, since you are a member of the legendary Ram's college, I would like to ask you about a disease, is it okay?" He turned his eyes and looked at Ann, who was listening to the two of them. Grid.

"Of course no problem." Angle nodded.

Monty clears his throat. "A plague has recently spread over the southern provinces. Infected people, within three days. Red blisters will slowly develop throughout the body, densely packed throughout the body, and these blisters are not thick liquid, but blood. By the third day With just a touch, the blister will instantly blow up, causing the patient to lose a lot of blood and die. Do n’t know if you have heard of this disease? "

Angele was only listening with casual thoughts, but in Monty's description, his expression gradually condensed.

"Are you sure there is blood in the blisters?" he asked in detail.

"Yes." Monty nodded. "Now the upper part of the kingdom is already troubled by this plague. Several people were sent to the southern province's epidemic area. But they all returned without success. Now it is known Yes, at least thousands of people were infected with this plague, and the situation is terrible. It is said that all people died on a Lord's territory.

Angel's expression was now completely serious.

"Mr. Monty. Although we haven't had much contact, if you believe me, it's better not to go to the epidemic area in the future. Don't even come near." He spoke heavily. "If I'm not mistaken, this should be boiling blood disease. Unless it is a Cavalier, most people will die if they encounter it."

Monty's face also changed, and he nodded fiercely. "Even if you don't remind me, I won't be near there, and I feel hairy when I hear the rumors."

"I remember more than a hundred years ago, in 1430, there was a large-scale boiling disease in San Diego. At that time, about 100,000 people died. The whole of San Diego was seriously injured, and a large number of people fled the country. ... If the boiling disease is small this time. If it is large .... "Angle did not finish, but the meaning in the tone also made the other two understand.

"Don't worry about this, the condition is now under control." Monty explained, "the entire epidemic area is isolated."

"That's good." Angele nodded.

"In addition, you asked me to help you find a prescription, I also collected a lot, I don't know if it meets your requirements." Monti went on to say "I collected it all along the road from Emperor. Moss asked me to help me find a potion formula. I do n’t know what is going on, but now I know it ’s Lord Angell. You ’re going to use it. ”

Angel smiled. "How many recipes are there?"

"There are more than thirty of them, and all kinds of prescriptions are available." Monty smiled. "I'll have them delivered to your place."

"What's the price then?" Angle nodded.

"Adult Timothy will pay, we are all settled at the end of the year." Monty is just an ordinary person, an ordinary person who has no knight talent at all. Naturally, there is a strong interest in meeting any strong person. In fact, he would never ask Timothy to pay or record it in his account book, but Monty naturally would not voluntarily say this fact himself. In many cases, it would be more sincere for others to discover it.

Angel also exchanged a large amount of gold coins for the unimportant part of the giant elephant's body after the phosphorescent giant elephant incident, which is not bad money. So I asked Timothy's friend, Sir Monty, in the capital to collect more medicines and come to the southern provinces anyway. But I did not expect Timothy to pay the fee first.

"Angele, do you still need to say this between us?" Timothy said with a cover, smiling.

"Well, thank you very much for this time." Angele casually said that these prescriptions are naturally not wizard's prescriptions, they are just ordinary people's prescriptions. Angle just wants to collect information from it to enrich the knowledge base. huā fee is at most several thousand gold coins.

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Leaving the house of Timothy, Angele boarded the black carriage at the door. Drive towards the newly bought residence estate.

This month, he moved from the original shop to the new manor, and the fee is only over 10,000 gold coins. Compared to the more than half a million gold coins he got from the phosphorescent giant elephant. Not too much overhead. And in terms of meditation. His mental strength is now completely firmer. The mental power that was forcibly catalyzed by the medicament at first was also consolidated and stabilized a lot. But unfortunately, my physique has dropped by 1 point. It should be the sequelae of graphite agents and negative energy corroding itself.

Currently, Angele has nothing more than studying potion spells, meditation, and teaching Tia every day. Occasionally go to Timothy or Hyland.

Now his mental strength has completely stopped and increased. Although the Night Hive was later collected, it appears that the body has developed resistance. There is no trace of increasing mental strength. No matter how you meditate, Angle guesses that he should have reached the limit of the wizard's promotion. So, apart from solidifying his mind every day, he is more preparing for the return to college.

Advancing wizards require the water of Yasu and defensive spells. Both of these are very much needed by him now. The return to the college is the fastest way to get these two conditions. There is no word of whereabouts at all. So Angelo now pays more and more attention to the news from the college.

It's winter in the carriage. The afternoon sunlight was enough to let in the car window, and fell on the back of Anglie's hand, forming an irregular yellow spot with almost no warmth. What's more is that the cold wind blows in constantly.

"It's 1542 now, in a blink of an eye. It's winter again." Angle tightened his collar and looked out the window.

The trees along the road are bare, and passers-by who pass by occasionally are dressed tightly. The whole street was grayish-toned. There is almost no color on the ground, and the light is very light.

"What day is it today? Old Tom." Angelle asked the driver loudly.

The driver was a coach from Yalf who sent him a car. His name is Tom and his last name is unclear. Maybe even the name is just a nickname.

"It's November, it seems to be the 18th, master." Tom answered outside the curtain.

"Is 18th? Hyland should be almost there." Angliet nodded. "Go to the Blue Prison directly. Don't go home."

"Good master."

The carriage speeds up on the deserted street. Turn left along an y-shaped intersection in front of you and pick up a few yellow leaves on the ground.

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Twist Blue Prison. The only death penalty prison in Lennon.

Surrounded by the most remote forest in the city.

Between large green forests, a yellow manor-style building stands quietly.

The pale yellow walls and sharp building roofs are like the tops of castles and churches. These buildings are surrounded by a circle of wooden fences, outside which are guards patrolling continuously. They are wearing black heavy armor and holding swords or hammers. Each one looked indifferent.

Vague screams can be heard from time to time in the buildings in the fence. That was the struggle before the death penalty.

A black carriage followed the path of the woods, approached slowly, and finally stopped on the grass outside the fence entrance.

"Here you are, Master." The coachman was a simple, honest, middle-aged man with a thin head and dark skin.

The curtain opened and a young man with a somber face came down from the car. He was wearing a black hunting suit and wearing long black leather boots. It looks a little cold.

This man is Angelo.

A team of patrol guards came forward.

"Is that Lord Anglia?" the captain asked.

Angele nodded.

"Master Hailan has ordered it in advance, you can come in and out at will. But only you." The captain was wearing a helmet on his head, and his voice seemed to be a little snoring.

"I see." Angele strode across the fence toward the church building inside. The screams from time to time also became clearer.

There is a hint of chill and tension in the air.

Angel's eyes flashed blue. At the corners of the field of view, a line of data is immediately displayed.

‘Necromancy is negative energy, with a concentration of 65.72%. ’

"What a great place," he murmured.

The lawn under your feet is soft, like a blanket. Walking to the front building, Angle knocked lightly on the heavy brown wooden door.

咚咚.

Suddenly, a small window opened on the door, and a fat guard glanced at Angell from the window.

"It was Lord Angele. You are here at last. The guy will hang up if he doesn't come again." The guard murmured, and quickly opened the door in the sound of chains.

"Just be alive," Angle said lightly.

After the door is opened, there is a dark brown stone corridor with small skylights on both sides of the wall. The light yellow sun obliquely enters from the skylight on the right, hitting the black ground, a cold and humid air. Come on. (To be continued) ~. <>-~

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