After leaving the Traitor's End, Lucien and Philosopher quickly left Morning Star's house and blended into the darkness, in case they were caught by the Church.
In fact, the Inquisition was no stranger to Professor's style of doing things. Therefore, they suspected that Professor was deliberately showing up in the magic circle so that their spies would be exposed and the Fire Wolf incident would be repeated. The Inquisition even planned to use several spies as bait to set up a trap. The news about the Headquarters of the Magic Council and Professor's reappearance would be spread to other magic circles through Mercury, and the spies in those circles would also deliver similar information to the night watchers.
However, the Inquisition did not expect that Professor would be able to locate Morning Star in the first place. Half an hour after Morning Star secretly delivered the information, Professor acted decisively. Obviously, Professor had been keeping an eye on Morning Star. On the other hand, the exposure of Philosopher's identity and Clown's action made the person in charge of the Inquisition believe that the target of Professor's trap was Clown, the night watchers who were chasing after him. Therefore, the Inquisition was distracted and did not have time to set up a trap. They only sent two night watchers to protect Morning Star in secret. Therefore, Lucien easily fooled them and killed Morning Star.
Lucien and Philosopher took many turns in the darkness and passed through several blocks. Finally, they came to a secret hiding place that Philosopher set up a few years ago.
"Mr. Professor, I didn't expect that you were also good at Necromancy other than Astrology and Elements." Philosopher was not really relieved until now. His body was not as strong as a Knight yet, and his voice was very weak after losing too much blood.
When Philosopher saw that Lucien used one third of his own blood and the broken limbs collected from the black forest to create a body that was no different from a real person, he was deeply shocked. Lucien was getting close to the realm of true gods. As he grew older, he became more and more fascinated by the mysterious magic and became more and more determined to go to the Congress of Magic.
Lucien still pretended that his voice was hoarse. He smiled, "I'm still far from being an expert. I've only started to make up for my weakness in that aspect a year ago. However, the Congress has made great progress in the research on human body refinement. For example, the result of the cell memory that I used can fully utilize the function of your blood. Based on the divine power that the Church has in similar aspects right now, it is absolutely impossible to tell a fake body apart, unless a grand cardinal examines it with divine spells above level nine such as' Ask God 'or' Backtrack '."
After more than a year of research, Lucien, as a fourth-circle sorcerer, was almost as good at necromancy as Hunter when he was still a human body refiner. Also, thanks to his progress in arcana and magic, the human body refiner was much closer to the real one.
"Still far from being a master? Then what about the real master of Necromancy? " Philosopher asked in surprise. Then he thought of something, "Two years ago, Felipe Carneiro suddenly rose from the bottom of the Cleansing List to the 91st place. He was a necromancer, and he was only a fifth-circle necromancer when he rose to the 91st place. Later, he became a senior-rank necromancer. Mr. Professor, are you talking about Felipe Carneiro's level of mastery? "
As the "former" consul of the city hall of Aalto, Viscount Klein was qualified to know the details of the Cleansing List.
"I have to admit that Felipe Carneiro is very good at Necromancy." Even though Lucien's relationship with Felipe was strained, he did not belittle him. Felipe Carneiro was indeed a rare genius in Necromancy. Although many young sorcerers in the Congress of Magic compared Lucien with Felipe Carneiro, Lucien still knew the gap between them.
The higher the level of a sorcerer, the more difficult it would be to make a breakthrough. When a sorcerer reached the fifth circle, he or she would need the help of magic rites. Without enough arcana and magic accumulation, the failure rate would be very high.
Then, Lucien changed the topic, "Philosopher, I'm sorry for dragging you into this without telling you the details. Also, I don't know if Clown will really kill you, or if the night watchers are far enough away from him for me to save you. This has put you in a great danger. I'm deeply sorry for that. "
Lucien did not mention anything about the trap to Philosopher. He only hinted that Philosopher would be in great danger tonight, and that he would be there to save him.
"It's okay, Mr. Professor. I've always believed in your wisdom. If I want to escape from this dark and depressing life and embark on a new path in life, I have to pay a price." Because of Lucien's hint, Philosopher nodded thoughtfully at that time. After seeing Clown, he more or less understood what was going on. He also took the opportunity to put on a noble's arrogance and hypocrisy, so he was more open-minded about it. Then he smiled and said, "Besides, I believe that Mr. Professor must have other arrangements at that time. You won't really let me die."
Lucien nodded slightly. Camille was indeed nearby at that time, "Anyway, it's not good to put you in such great danger. I'll give you the things I got from Morning Star as compensation. Don't refuse. This is my principle. Alright, take some rest after you take the potion, and then leave Aalto as soon as possible. "
"Okay, Mr. Professor. I feel a lot more relaxed now. " After Philosopher became an official sorcerer, he was under more and more pressure. The position of consul and viscount could not bring him any glory and enjoyment. Instead, it made him feel indescribable panic. Also, as he was getting older, he had long wanted to abandon everything and search for the secrets of magic. After all, his family already had a successor, so the fake death this time helped him to set himself free.
… …
In the Ratacia Palace, Natasha, who looked gloomy and indifferent, gave the Grand Dukes Of Orvarit a symbolic hug and comforted him, "Father, don't worry about me. I'll recover soon. Don't worry. I've been through a lot. I think this is God's test for me. Mother and the others will be watching me from Mountain Paradise. So I'll live well, live happily, and live for you. "
"Poor little Natasha. I believe in your tenacity, but don't hold yourself back too much." The Grand Dukes Of Orvarit touched Natasha's hair lovingly. The girl must be very sad. She had forgotten that her mother was a sorcerer. How could her soul go to Mountain Paradise? However, little Natasha was really pitiful. She had just walked out of her closed heart, and the only two relationships she had had did not end well.
However, what comforted the Grand Duke was that at least his daughter's love with Lucien Evans meant that she did not only like girls, but also that she did not have the chance to fall in love with a man before. Therefore, he did not want to push his daughter too much in case things went in the opposite direction.
"Father, please allow me to be alone for a while tonight." Natasha raised her head and tried her best to put on a smile. She did not feel good at all. No one was willing to lie to their loved ones, but she had been hurt too deeply in her last relationship, and so far, she was more attracted to women than to men. Therefore, it was best for her to have a long time to calm down and sort out her feelings.
The Grand Dukes Of Orvarit nodded and touched her hair again. "Natasha, I believe that you can get over it."
Watching Natasha return to War Gallery with Camille and the few guards, the Grand Dukes Of Orvarit's face suddenly changed. "Is it possible that she doesn't like men or women anymore after the blow?"
In War Gallery, Camille was sitting on the sofa quietly, and Natasha was not in a good mood. She was playing the piano, and the passionate and sorrowful melody was echoing in the room.
"This is the best Pathétique I've ever heard you play, but can you stop and talk about what happened in the house? Did the clown and the night watchers find anything?" One of the guards did not leave the room but stood next to the piano and teased Natasha in a very familiar tone, trying to make her feel better.
Natasha stopped playing the piano and took a deep breath to calm herself down. "Lucien, your puppet is very good. They didn't find anything wrong."
The guard was Lucien in disguise. After saying goodbye to Philosopher, he secretly met up with Camille. Under the cover of Camille and Natasha, they sneaked into Ratacia Palace and hid in this seemingly dangerous place.
Lucien knew that Natasha was in a bad mood because she lied to the Grand Duke, so he joked, "I'm very confident in the puppet that used a quarter of my blood. What I care about is your performance, Natasha. If you suddenly burst into laughter when you're talking about love, everything will be ruined."
Natasha snorted, "Do I look like someone who can't control herself? I think I could have acted in an opera at that time! But that kind of role doesn't suit me. I should be like … "
Before she finished speaking, Natasha's body flashed and directly appeared in front of Lucien. She pressed her right hand on her chest and slightly lowered her head. She looked into Lucien's eyes very closely and said in a manly manner,
"Every time you see the moonlight, you will think of me."
They stared at each other, and they could hear each other's breathing. For some reason, Lucien and Natasha, who were used to joking, both felt a little uncomfortable when they saw each other's beautiful and deep eyes.
Natasha laughed awkwardly and stepped back. Lucien also took a step to the side.
"By the way, Lucien, why didn't you let me kill the clown? Why did you let him escape with serious injuries? Although I'm confident that he won't live for long, there's always the possibility of accidents happening. " Natasha did admire the clown's perseverance in eliminating evil. But when faced with a crazy person who didn't abide by the rules, admiration couldn't change one's standpoint. What if the clown kidnapped Chorre and other ordinary people to force him to do something in order to eliminate evil? Therefore, Natasha was determined to kill the clown. If it weren't for Lucien's repeated reminders, she wouldn't have been so "angry" at that time, and her sword wouldn't have missed by so much.
Lucien smiled mysteriously and said, "I'm waiting for him to appear."
"Him?" Natasha asked in puzzlement.
Lucien chuckled and said vaguely, "Although I haven't met him this time, I think I can guess what he's thinking. This matter went smoothly thanks to his' help. '"
"Can't you tell me?" Natasha didn't have the intention of pestering him to know his secret.
Lucien shook his head, "It's better that you don't know, but I'll tell you the result."
"How do you know the result?" Natasha felt that Lucien, who just came back from the Congress of Magic, was very mysterious.
Lucien smiled but didn't say anything.
… …
After arranging for Lucien to hide in an empty room in the War Gallery, Natasha leaned against the chair gloomily and looked at the Silver Moon outside the window.
Although she and Lucien were good friends, in this case, the faint estrangement between a sorcerer and a noble who believed in the true God couldn't be shown.
Camille, who went out at some point, pushed the door open and slowly walked in.
"Aunt Camille, what's the news outside?" Natasha asked without turning her head.
Camille's serious face was a bit weird, "Professor showed up again and left the 'traitor's ending'. Therefore, the night watchers concluded that it was him who killed the great musician and set Clown up. Of course, Clown should be executed for violating the agreement between the Church and the nobles. "
After a short daze, Natasha's face softened.
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