After Ryuga and Grey came to an agreement, Olga Marie's involvement in the case made new progress.
"What? You said Teresa had the Magic Eye of Future Vision? "
King Edwin II was clearly surprised, and he couldn't help but confirm with Olga Marie again.
"That's right."
Olga Marie crossed her arms and glanced at Teresa's body on the ground. Her eyes were filled with grief and fear, but when she thought of Ryuga's disdain for her, she couldn't help but straighten her back and give an affirmative answer to Ermero II.
"Teresa had the Future Vision. Although most of the time it wasn't controlled, if Teresa was the victim, she should have been able to see … the scene of her own death."
The Future Vision was mostly uncontrollable, and only when it met the victim would the Magic Eye's ability to analyze information and analyze the future for a period of time. It was very similar to the Spirit Vision of the Witch.
But if Ermero was the victim, he should have been able to see the future as well.
"In other words, it's very likely that Teresa saw the future of her own death."
King Edwin II frowned. "If that's the case, then it's even more unbelievable. She clearly saw the future, but didn't try to avoid it … In other words, this was an attack that even the Future Vision couldn't detect."
"She couldn't see the future, and she couldn't see the past. It's almost like she was invisible … Or perhaps the culprit wasn't even at the scene, and killed Teresa from afar?"
Ermero II thought hard, but it was clearly difficult for him to piece the puzzle together with the current fragments. He continued to ask Olga Marie, "Do you have any other clues? Whether it's what she said to you before, what kind of magic attire she had, or the properties and compatibility of her magic, please tell me. "
"If Teresa was still alive, she definitely wouldn't let you go."
Olga Marie glared at Ermero II. For a magician, their magic techniques, properties, and so on were the most confidential of secrets, and it was impossible for them to be leaked. But now that Teresa was dead, there was no point in worrying about this.
"Teresa has a very rare Imaginary Element, so she's very good at Imaginary Magic … As for magic attire, they're all rather ordinary things, such as magic locks and the like."
Olga Mary pondered. Suddenly, she seemed to have remembered something. "Oh right, speaking of which, in order to prevent the Magic Eye from attacking her, she also carried some attire to defend against the Magic Eye. For example, a blue eye, and a … a particularly obscene … necklace."
At the end of her sentence, Olga Marie suddenly became a little embarrassed. Her small face flushed with embarrassment, looking unexpectedly cute.
However, the slap mark on her cheek destroyed the harmony in an unfriendly manner.
"Imaginary properties, and an attire to prevent magic eyes … Blue eyes … What a perverted object."
Pondering, Henry II walked up to the fallen chair, raised his hands, and began to draw in the air in front of him.
"What are you doing?"
Olga Marie looked at his strange actions and couldn't help but ask in disgust.
"You said she's an Imaginary Magician, that made me guess."
King Edward II continued to draw in the air with his hand as he explained, "Since she knows Imaginary Magic and can predict her own death through Future Vision, I think she must have left some clues behind. I don't think she didn't even have the time to perform Imaginary Magic."
From predicting death, and then being attacked to death, there was a time difference.
Although there shouldn't be enough time, it should be enough for an orthodox and excellent magician like Teresa to leave some clues.
"Swish —"
At the same time, Henry II's hands seemed to have touched something, and a thin line as small as a pocket appeared in the air.
"Sure enough!"
Henry II's spirit shook, and even Olga Marie was attracted to it. The two came to the edge of the thin line and carefully observed it.
"This is … an Imaginary Pocket Magic, a magic that only Imaginary Magicians can use, and it's set on the relative coordinates of the train, but it seems to need a special password to open it."
Henry II pondered and gave his seat to Olga Marie.
"I'm afraid only you know this password, which means this Imaginary Pocket Magic should have left some clues for you … I still have something to do, so I'll go first and come back later."
He looked at the thick fog outside the window. At this moment, there was no misty feeling as it was during the day, only the darkness of the night was left, indicating that it was already night time.
…
Two hours later, the train started moving again. Once again, it was running on the ground, making clanking sounds.
Grey followed behind Elmero II and came to the end of the twelfth carriage of the train, which was also the end of the last carriage.
"The thief who stole the Holy Relic gave us a letter, telling us to come to the end of the train when night comes … But will the thief really come?"
Grey held a piece of paper in her hand, and a few words were written on it. The general idea was for Henry II to come to the end of the train when night came.
That was why Henry II left the scene of the crime and came here with Grey.
"As long as there's a slight chance of recovering the Holy Relic, no matter if the thief is playing with me or not, I can only wait here."
Elmero's expression was incomparably firm. When it came to matters related to the Holy Relic, Henry II's attitude and words were obviously very stubborn.
The two stood at the end of the train, looking at the thick fog that quickly passed by and was left behind, waiting in silence.
"This train is shrouded in thick fog all year round. It's impossible to see the sun and the scenery outside."
While waiting, Grey looked at the fog in front of her and sighed.
"Yes, and this means that it's absolutely impossible for outsiders to come in without an invitation letter," Elmero II said.
Emelo II said, "Even a magician's sense of direction will be affected in a place completely covered by fog. Even a magician would not dare to barge into such a place unless they use their flying ability. However, flying is very difficult to do, almost as if it is impossible. In other words, we will not be able to get out easily."
"So, in theory, whether it's the thief who stole my Holy Relic or the criminal who killed Teresa, they're all hidden in this train —"
"Rumble — — —!"
Just as the two were talking to each other, a loud thunder suddenly came from outside the thick fog, and the light of lightning faintly came from the fog.
"What's going on?! The fluctuation of magic is obviously unusual! "
The moment the thunder sounded, Henry II's expression suddenly changed, and his face was filled with disbelief.
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