"The smell of Maskelyne?" Angwoods didn't really understand Adol's words, but when he mentioned Maskelyne's name, his tone also became quite serious.
Under the pale sunlight, Adol's delicate but lifeless skin was covered by a thin layer of black smoke. Under the hood, two red light spots were dancing like flames, "The amulet on his body was made by Maskelyne's special method. Since he could sense me through the amulet, why can't I recognize the amulet? "
"So, Mr. Adol, you didn't tell Sousa the secret last time for Felipe? Or to provoke the internal strife of the Hand of Paleness? "Angwoods grabbed a piece of rotten muscle and rubbed it into his face.
"Those stupid human beings. Their greed and stubbornness have blinded their minds. We're playing with them." Adol sneered.
"Maskelyne knows too many of our secrets, and he's also a powerful prophet and a master of astrology. I'm sure that his purpose of leaving the item here is not simple. Since the sorcerer named Lucien Evans is coming to Heidler to claim the prize, should we …?" Angwoods' voice became even more vicious.
He made a hand gesture of pinching his throat.
"Idiot, have you ever thought about the consequences of doing something like this in Heidler? Do you want to expose the secret of the World of Souls? Do you want to expose the World of Souls to the Congress of Magic? We can deal with one grand arcanist and one legendary sorcerer, but how can we deal with seven grand arcanists and eleven legendary sorcerers? Don't forget that our target is not only the Congress of Magic! "Adol scolded in a cold voice.
"Are we just going to let a guy who might expose our secret live?" Although he was not as powerful as Adol, he was still a senior-rank specter, so he was not someone Adol could insult at will.
Adol turned around, and the red light spots under the shadow of the hood jumped twice, "If he wanted to, he would have done it long ago. After knowing the secret of the World of Souls, it's more dangerous to reveal it than to keep it a secret, because those who know the secret will definitely shut him up forever. Since the Congress of Magic hasn't done anything, it means that Lucien Evans is a very prudent and smart person. "
"Even if he wants to leak the information, I'm afraid he'll have to wait until he becomes a legendary sorcerer and has enough strength to protect himself. We still have plenty of time. It's impossible for him not to go out and explore the world, and it's also impossible for him to be guarded by a grand arcanist like last time."
Seeing that Angwoods still wanted to say something, Adol warned him, "The most important thing right now is to extract 'power' and prepare for the return of the Lord. Angwoods, don't act on your own and mess up the plan, or you'll be thrown into the Furnace of Souls."
"Yes, Lord Adol." Angus put on his hood and lowered his head.
…
In the hall on the first floor of the magic tower in the Allyn branch of the Will of Elements …
After Lucien bowed, he walked down the podium amidst the applause. Behind him came Morris' voice, which had eased his heartache.
"Next, let's invite Mr. Larry Clark up."
Larry, who was wearing an elemental robe, walked out of the crowd and greeted Lucien. He looked a bit nervous.
"Congratulations, Mr. Larry." Lucien greeted him with a smile.
"Thank you, Evans. It's a nice day today." Larry scratched his brown beard and said, "Thank you, Evans."
Was this guy too excited to talk properly? Lucien was a bit amused. He turned around and watched Larry walk up the podium.
"Congratulations, the pride of the Will of Elements, the winner of Holm Crown prize three times." Florencia walked up to Lucien with a glass of wine in her hand and smiled.
Lucien turned up his hands and showed them the rings, "Thank you, Ms. Florencia, for your design."
When Florencia was listening to Morris, she stopped smiling and said to Morris, "We've found out that Bellak volunteered to be on duty during those days. He said that he wanted to get some rest. The other senior-rank sorcerers didn't say anything about it." Morris nodded and said to Florencia.
"So it was all arranged by him?" Lucien slightly frowned.
After Lucien returned to Allyn, the investigation on Bellak began. Lucien always felt that it was too much of a coincidence. How could Bellak know when he discovered the curse of the vase? Was there someone else helping him?
However, according to the result of the Affair Committee, Bellak only chose the time when Lucien was most likely to discover the curse of the vase. If Bellak didn't discover the curse in the first few days, there was a ninety percent chance that Lucien would never discover it. Even if Bellak started to suspect Lucien later, it would take him a long time to prepare himself. As for the possibility that Bellak accidentally discovered the curse in the middle of the process, it was not Bellak's concern at all.
Florencia slightly nodded, and her blonde hair swayed in the air, "As far as we know, we haven't found any other high-level sorcerers, but we've made significant progress in other areas. We found Lorban in Bellak's magic tower. From Lorban's memory and other information left by Bellak, we've captured more than ten middle-rank and low-rank sorcerers. They've all joined the Church. Some of them have become fanatics because their power has stagnated or they're not in a good situation. Some of them just want money, materials, and other things, so that they can have a better future. "
"As long as there's death, pain, desperation, and difficulties, religion can never be banned. However, we can't compromise with the Church. All religions must be under our control." Lucien said with mixed feelings.
Florencia was stunned for a second, and then she started to giggle. Her body was shaking like a flower, "Lucien, no, Mr. Evans, you're becoming more and more like a Councilor. You sound exactly like President Douglas and Mr. Fernando!"
Lucien smiled a bit embarrassedly and changed the topic in a joking way, "Is that so? Can I tell you that I'm still considering whether to establish the Committee for Sorcerers' Growth and Mental Health? "
"The Committee for Sorcerers' Growth and Mental Health? Haha, that's the right of a Councilor!" Florencia was amused by Lucien's weird name, and it took her quite a while to stop laughing. At this time, Larry had already started to give a short speech.
After taking a sip of wine to moisten her throat, Florencia sent a message to Lucien, "We've made some progress in the investigation of the source of the special material that you requested. Although it's the Church who provided the material to Bellak, it's very special. We've got some clues, and we're sending people to the desert in the south of the Gusta Empire for the investigation. "
"That's great news." Lucien grinned sincerely. No matter whether it was for his arcana research, casting curses and freezing rays, or creating other horrible spells in the future, the special material was indispensable. He had to find the source of the material.
Florencia stared at Lucien with her green eyes in confusion, and she sent a message to Lucien, "Although the special material is a new element, is it really that important? Did you find anything else? "
The first part of Lucien's paper was not sealed, but the part where he discovered the new element, uranium, and measured a lot of data, earned him thirty arcana credits. Hearing Florencia's question, Lucien just smiled.
Florencia was very curious, but she was able to control herself. Seeing that Lucien was not willing to tell her, she had to use her imagination and said, "Oh, my poor teacher!"
They ended the conversation and turned to the stage, listening to Larry's speech.
Larry gradually calmed down, and his voice became smoother.
"Just like what Evans said just now, there's always a law behind every accident. So I've been thinking about why substances will be ionized into ions with different charges, why elements have valence states, and why the valence states change periodically. Does it have anything to do with the internal structure of atoms? Does it have anything to do with the electron that Evans just discovered? "
"In the world of arcana, if there's a result, there must be a reason. Every phenomenon is strictly determined by the law. So we can't be satisfied with the result and the superficial phenomenon. We need to explore deeper."
Florencia smiled and looked at Lucien, "More and more people are being led astray by President Douglas, and the one who's most like him is you, Lucien."
"It's my pleasure," responded Lucien with a smile.
… …
In a desolate and silent wilderness full of tombstones.
Lucien, Alferris, and a skeleton lich wearing a dark brown magic robe appeared at the edge of the wilderness at the same time.
"Is this the Land of Rest?" Lucien looked around curiously at the demiplane of the Lord of the Undead.
Pale flames were dancing in the skeleton lich's eyes, "Yes, this is the Land of Rest created by the Lord of the Undead. Evans, let's move on."
"Yes, Mr. Moros." Lucien grabbed Alferris, who was going to rob the tomb in the wilderness, and followed the lich to the exit of the teleportation circle.
The Hand of Paleness hated that they had to give the award to Lucien, so they certainly would not accommodate him like the Will of Elements did by holding the award ceremony in Allyn. However, as the host, they could not let anything happen to Lucien. Otherwise, not only would they piss off the Lord of Storm, but also the whole organization would be humiliated. Therefore, they asked their vice president, Moros, a level eight arcanist and a ninth-circle necromancer, to take on the task of welcoming and protecting Lucien.
Time and space changed, and Lucien felt dizzy. The familiar light gray color appeared in front of his eyes.
"Evans, take a rest in the room. I'll take you to the banquet hall in two hours. By the way, many of the studies in the Hand of Paleness are disgusting and dangerous. You might be cursed if you're not careful. Many necromancers don't like you either. So, you'd better not walk around, or nobody will be happy if you have an accident. "
Moros led Lucien to the guest room and reminded him casually. The reason was very good, but Lucien understood the real meaning in his words. The Hand of Paleness had a lot of secrets. If Lucien walked around and snooped around, they would not be kind to him.
After seeing Moros off, Lucien stood by the window and looked at the sky that was filled with light gray, as well as the quiet street below.
Unlike other cities, although there were a lot of "humanoid creatures" on the streets, they rarely talked to each other. Most of them were wandering ghosts, slow-moving zombies, disgusting and terrifying ghouls, white skeletons, and "skinless men" and "corpsedogs" whose eyes were glowing with red light. They were the low-intelligence undead creatures that were newly "developed" by the Hand of Paleness.
Looking around, Lucien saw the gap of the World of Souls surrounded by magic towers. He thought to himself, "Has the Hand of Paleness found the World of Souls or not?"
As he was thinking, Lucien felt a burning sensation on his neck.
"Mr. Rhein wants to see me?" Lucien was a bit surprised.
When he was near the gap of the World of Souls, the power of Rhein's projection would be much stronger.
"Alferris, I'm going to take a rest. You can have fun by yourself." Lucien said and lied on the bed. Then, he hypnotized himself and entered the dream.
Seeing that Lucien was asleep, Alferris rushed to him and squatted beside the bed. It stared at the three Holm Crown rings and wiped its saliva with its claws.
Suddenly, Alferris sniffed and looked around with its amber eyes, but found nothing. Soon, its attention was attracted by the beautiful and shiny rings again.
In the dream, Rhein showed up and said directly, "Lucien, the situation in the World of Souls has changed a lot. It won't be long before something big happens."
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