Freud didn't answer Neya's questions. "Did you read the letter I asked the royal knights to send you? How's your investigation going? Who's the culprit? "
Neya frowned. She knew Freud was talking about Yinyun Principality. However, it had only been a short while since she had sent someone to investigate. How could she have gotten the news so quickly?
Freud should've known … But why did he bring it up?
Suddenly, Neya remembered Freud's letter. It clearly stated that the sacrifice was discovered by a wizard who was passing by, and he hoped that they would take it seriously.
She tried to figure out who this "wizard" was, but she couldn't figure it out, so she gave up. Was there a hidden meaning behind Freud's words?
Neya glanced at Freud, who kept glancing at the red-haired man with the corner of his eyes. It was obvious that he was hinting at something.
As an old friend of Freud's, Neya quickly understood what he was trying to say.
"There's no news yet. I'll tell you as soon as I hear it."
Neya walked to Angor and spoke in a serious tone, "I was too impatient to notice you, mister wizard. Please forgive me."
Neya's words confused the old apprentice behind her, but Freud's lips were curled into a smile.
Angor was also surprised by Neya's insistence that he was a wizard when he already put on a disguise. Angor glanced at Freud and realized what was going on.
"It's fine." Angor remained silent for a moment.
Neya quickly realized that she was right. This mortal was definitely a wizard.
Considering Freud's social network and how much he valued this wizard, Neya already had an idea of who this wizard was.
But if this was the man she thought he was, there must be a reason why he chose to hide his appearance. Neya didn't dare to ask directly and simply assumed that he was just a passing wizard.
At this moment, a gust of cold wind blew from afar, causing the candlelight in the wooden house to flicker and the shadows of the trees to sway. It also chilled Neya to the bone.
She glanced at the red-haired wizard and saw that he didn't blame her. "There's a strong aura in the castle over there. Do you need our help, mister Freud? "
"No need. You can ask Freud about the details." Neya shook her head.
Neya nodded and walked to Freud's side. She exchanged a look with him and asked in a low voice, "Didn't you say in your letter that you're going to train in soul techniques? Why are you here?"
Freud smiled. "I'm here to train."
Neya glanced at the castle in the distance and realized something. "You're going to use the souls of the undead to learn your soul tricks? Don't you know the soul energy of an undead is filled with negative emotions? You're going to fall into depravity. "
"I know. But the undead in the castle is worth it."
Neya looked at Freud in confusion.
"There's a special undead in there."
Freud slowly told Neya the whole story. He didn't hide Sam's existence even though he knew that Neya, as a member of the Silver Heron Royal Family, had a grudge against Sam's relatives.
Neya didn't care about Sam's identity at all. Instead, she was surprised by something else.
The special undead in Star Lake Castle was a test for a child?!
Neya naturally assumed it was a test to enter Cavern Cavern.
A child's entrance examination actually required him to face a terrifying special undead. What was even more outrageous was that he was required to kill the special undead!
Brute Cavern's entrance test was so cruel?!
This was not only Neya's thought, but also the old apprentice who had been silent all this while.
Even if the child had a way to restrain the special undead, it was still very, very difficult for a mortal who had never come into contact with souls before to directly bypass ordinary undead and undead to kill a special undead.
It was like a baby wielding a knife. Could he kill an adult? Sam was now a baby wielding a knife.
Neya knew that the Phantom Master had once challenged the talents to a very cruel deathmatch. However, she did not expect that there would be an even more shocking assessment. Moreover, the examinee was very likely to be the Phantom Master's disciple … a super dimensional Magus with unparalleled talent and talent!
Neya used to think that Angor was an easy-going person, but now, she couldn't help but look at him in awe.
Academism was just a facade. His heart must be as dark as Phantom Master's.
He was definitely a ruthless person.
Neya lowered her gaze. She didn't dare to look at Angor as fearlessly as before.
After recovering from her shock, Neya finally understood what was going on.
She didn't understand the purpose of the test, but since Angor was watching, she didn't think it would cause any more trouble.
Neya thought for a moment and said, "Since there is a lord watching over here, it should be fine. I will take my leave first."
Having said that, Neya turned to Freud and mouthed her thanks to him. She also expressed her hope for his cultivation. While it was true that a special undead was a great boost to one's cultivation, it also meant that Freud was more likely to fall into depravity. She didn't want to see Freud become an undead.
"Don't worry. I'll be fine." Freud chuckled.
Neya didn't know where Freud got his confidence from. Maybe it was because of Angor? She didn't say anything else and prepared to leave with the old apprentice.
"Wait," Angor called her back before she left the room.
Neya looked back and saw Angor holding a piece of dark magic copper ore in front of him. Angor slowly refined the ore until it turned into a dark bronze bell that was as tall as two grown men.
As soon as the bell took shape, Neya noticed that Angor's Hand of Spell was releasing a ball of holy light.
Before Neya could figure out what kind of light it was, Angor slapped it into the bell.
The bronze bell seemed to have been enchanted. Its brilliance was restrained, and one could tell at a glance that it was extraordinary.
Angor tossed the bell to Neya. "Take this and place it at the highest point of Saint Sem City."
"When you ring it, it'll release a special sound wave to the surroundings, which will help those who are affected by the undead aura to return to normal."
"Is this … an alchemy item that can purify souls?" Neya looked at Angor in disbelief.
Angor nodded. "Sort of. But it doesn't do much. It has a wide range, but it should be enough to deal with the current situation."
Angor gave the bell to Neya because they were the ones who started the incident at Star Lake Castle. Even if some mortals had evil thoughts in their hearts, as long as they did not do anything bad, they were indeed innocent. Now, under the urging of the black cloud, evil thoughts burst forth, and it was not his fault.
If he could, he would try his best to solve the problem.
Neya stared at Angor in disbelief after hearing the answer. Purifying alchemy tools could be bought in any Wizard Bazaar, but it took less than five minutes to create an alchemy tool, even if it was the lowest level one. This was simply too terrifying!
Neya believed that if she told this to the alchemists of the Tower of Hurricane, she would probably be scolded for it. However, the facts before her eyes told her that it was true.
She saw how Angor created the item with her own eyes.
She hadn't tested the bell's effect yet, but she was sure that Angor's creation would be fine. After all, Angor was a member of the research department.
Neya accepted the bell with trembling hands. She didn't dare to ask Angor about her doubts. Instead, she thanked Angor respectfully.
Neya left in a daze and returned to Saint Sem City with the bell together with the old apprentice.
Not long after they arrived at the city, the royal knights reported back to them that the situation was getting worse. People's minds were unpredictable, and even the slightest bit of evil thoughts could be lured and magnified. The more they tried to suppress them, the more rebellious they would become.
The knights didn't do anything good.
Apart from the knights, everyone else could turn from a normal person into a criminal at any moment. There was no way to completely defend against it. They could only pray to the heavens.
There were even small-scale conflicts in Saint Sem City. A group of thugs gathered in front of Silver Heron Square with paints and hammers, trying to destroy the treasures left behind by the masters of the past.
Once a conflict broke out, word of mouth would also arouse evil thoughts in people's minds, which would lead to more criminals.
Neya knew she couldn't wait any longer.
She took out the bell Angor crafted and handed it to a guard. "Bring it to the top floor of the wizard tower and replace the old one. Ring it."
Neya kept her eyes on the bell until it was taken up to the wizard tower. Then she turned her eyes away.
"Is this bell really going to work?" the old apprentice asked in a low voice.
"Someone like that won't lie," said Neya.
The old apprentice knew Neya was talking about the red-haired, golden-eyed young man. He wanted to ask who the other party was, but Neya didn't answer. Instead, she raised her hand to the sky.
As her hand slowly fell, the guards at the top of the tower received the signal and picked up their hammers to strike the new bell.
As the bell rang, all the supernaturals in the area felt a ripple of holy light spreading from the top of the wizard tower to the entire Saint Sem City, then continued to spread outside the city.
Most people didn't feel anything when the holy light reached them. They only felt the pressure in their minds being relieved a little.
However, those who were blinded by their evil thoughts had obvious changes in their eyes under the ripples of the Holy Light. Those crazy thoughts were like dust that had been gently brushed away by a pair of soft hands. The violence in their hearts disappeared in an instant.
What replaced them was guilt and self-blame when they saw the mess in front of them.
The royal wizards could see the holy light, but they didn't know what it could do. They could only look at Neya and hope to get an answer from her.
Neya didn't answer. Instead, she waited in silence.
Fifteen minutes later, she received the first news: all the thugs at Silver Heron Square had been captured.
As time went by, more and more news came, and all of them were good news.
Half an hour later, the town nearby reported that the situation had calmed down.
The adepts and knights, including Neya, finally let out a sigh of relief.
She looked at the bronze bell at the top of the wizard tower with a complicated expression. "So … this is the power of the Research Department?"
The bell wasn't that powerful, but it was enough to create an alchemy item with a radius of hundreds of kilometers in such a short time.
Angor was probably the first person to do so.
Neya also felt lucky that she didn't report Freud to the Tower of Hurricane when she learned that he was still alive. Instead, she chose to maintain the friendship they established in the Tower of Hurricane.
It was because of this friendship that she was able to get what she deserved today.
If she didn't cut off her relationship with Freud, she would be in a completely different state now.
…
On the mountain behind Star Lake Castle, although Freud couldn't see clearly what was happening in Saint Sem City, he sensed the changes in the places where the holy light rippled after the bell rang.
The flames were extinguished, and the evil thoughts were gone.
When the holy light reached the mountain range, its effect was no longer as strong, but Freud still felt a sense of peace.
Freud closed his eyes and sighed. "You're getting better and better at alchemy, mister."
Freud asked curiously, "I didn't see any enchantment just now, sir. Did you use Synthesis on the bell?"
Angor remained silent for a moment. "It's neither Synthesis nor Enchantment. I just made it into the shape of a bronze bell. "
The bronze bell was only an ordinary item. The reason why it could purify souls was because of the holy aura he infused into the bell.
He used the "supernatural extractor" Cuolo left in the hidden room to extract the calming effect from the Requiem Stone and fused it into the bell.
It wasn't because he was getting better at alchemy, but because his alchemy equipment was getting better.
He could enchant a similar bell, or even better, but it would take him a lot of time to do so. Since he could solve the problem with the extractor, there was no need to waste time.
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