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Chapter 715

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In the northern province near the ice field, the weather in the Month of Harvest had turned cold, but today was a rare day of sunny weather.

Da, da, da. A team of cavalrymen rushed on the desert. The sunlight illuminated their black armor, dyeing the symbol of the bloody bear gold.

They seemed to be searching for something, but they turned a blind eye to the mercenaries nearby, as if they were invisible.

"If I remember correctly, Mass Stealth is a seventh-circle spell?" In this group of mercenaries, there was a gentleman who did not look like a mercenary at all. He was wearing a bright red suit, leaning lazily against the side of the horse with a glass of red wine in his hand, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he was a noble and elegant "noble".

Faced with Viscount Carendia's question, Katrina replied reservedly and proudly, "The study of light has run through the entire history of the Congress. Therefore, we have a profound understanding of stealth. There is essentially no significant difference between one-person stealth and multi-person stealth."

"Although it is only part of the mechanism of stealth, it is not difficult to create a fifth-circle spell with partial group stealth. As a matter of fact, Mr. Viscount, you haven't seen it before only because the spell can only deceive the common Knight."

"Sometimes, I envy the arcanists. You seem to have an exuberant desire for exploration and a strong motivation to move forward. Therefore, you do not feel that your life is boring, unlike us who spend most of our time rotting in gloomy castles. We often feel that our lives are boring and that there is no difference between being alive and being dead." Viscount Carendia sipped the wine and pretended to be a melancholy young man.

Katrina pursed her lips and smiled. "Mr. Viscount, are vampires not spectres? Why do you think that you are still alive? "

"That does make sense …" Viscount Carendia was suddenly lost for words when faced with the lady who grew up under the influence of 'Arcana Voice' and Lucien.

Anna looked at the two of them with a smile. She was delighted to discover that Sister Katrina, a powerful and mysterious sorcerer, and Viscount Carendia, a handsome and strong vampire, were still normal people. They were not as arrogant and gloomy as she feared that they would look down on all the weak creatures.

After the cavalrymen were gone, Katrina turned around and asked Anna and Yakov, "Have you decided where to go?"

Since Viscount André was the only descendant of Count Carlcart, even though he was the culprit behind the demon worship incident and deserved to be executed, Yakov, Anna and the other mercenaries were still worried about the secret revenge. How could the Church protect people of their position all the time?

Therefore, after the incident was over, they seized the time to find their families and pretended that they had died at the scene of the slaughter feast, before they left Calcate City with Katrina and Viscount Carendia.

"Sister Katrina, you've left the mark of an investigator of the Congress of Magic in the manor. I believe that Count Carlcarter will not pay too much attention to us. As long as we don't stay in the northern province, it doesn't matter where we go. So, we'll choose a place that we're familiar with." After escaping from the crisis of death, Anna was much more optimistic about such dangers than before. "What about you? Are you going back to the Congress of Magic?"

Having grown up in the Schachran Empire, they were far from knowing the real situation of the world. Except for Yakov, who had briefly cooperated with an official sorcerer, the other mercenaries had never heard of the Congress of Magic or Allyn before Katrina introduced herself. They only knew that the Kingdom of Holm, which was famous for its fabrics, unique jewelry, minerals and other specialties. The mercenaries often had to protect the merchants who smuggled those goods.

Although Katrina had become a high and mighty sorcerer, Yakov and the other mercenaries still couldn't help but look at her after hearing Anna's question, hoping that they could travel with her for a while longer.

"I have other missions to attend to, and I won't return to Allyn anytime soon. As a matter of fact, you can go to the Kingdom of Holm, where you will be relatively free and have plenty of opportunities for training. If you go north to the ice field and keep going east, you will reach the East Haven after passing a few fortresses that are not heavily guarded. It will be easier for you to go to the Kingdom of Holm from there, especially when you are a Knight, Yakov. "Katrina suggested sincerely.

Anna's eyes lit up, and her expression became excited. But soon, her expression turned gloomy. "Sister Katrina, I've been thinking about this for the past two days, but … but I've been living on this land since I was young, and I love it from the bottom of my heart. Whether it's the food, the architecture, the poems, the stories, or the various customs and habits of interacting with people, they're all deeply imprinted in my heart. I don't want to leave this place unless I'm in the most desperate situation. Maybe we can go to the provinces in the east.

"I have the same idea as Anna. Rest assured, I'm a Knight. No noble will refuse the loyalty of a Knight. This is not one of the countries in the south that haven't been through wars for three hundred years." After a brief silence, Yakov replied firmly. Maybe he would go to Allyn one day, but he hoped that he would be a level-five Knight by then and be able to look at Katrina as an equal.

Katrina did not say anything but simply reminded Anna and Yakov through messaging, "It's best that you separate from the mercenaries who betrayed you and don't let them know your real destination, in case they betray you for the valuables from Count Carlcarter again."

Although she was not ruthless enough to silence them, she was still as prudent as an arcanist should be.

"… Okay." Yakov and Anna found it hard to accept the proposal, but after remembering what happened in the prison and the altar, they finally made up their minds and nodded. They had been used to death and slaughter for years as mercenaries, and they would not be so easily swayed by their emotions.

With the help of magic, the team soon reached the ice field in the north. Anna held Katrina's hand reluctantly, with vague ripples in her eyes. "Sister Katrina, I'll visit you in the Kingdom of Holm if there's a chance."

"You're always welcome. If possible, I may return to the Imperium. By then, I'll make sure that you can return to your hometown without any worries." Katrina's voice became gentle too. In the Schachran Empire, where there were no electromagnetism messages, telegrams, landlines, postal departments, or messengers, and Yakov and Anna hadn't found a suitable city yet, the farewell today might be their last.

Thinking about that, Katrina had a deeper understanding of the significance of her teacher's popularization of alchemical items.

When they were about to leave, Anna suddenly thought of something and asked in a low voice, "Sister Katrina, is the starry sky that you summoned the power of legends? Your teacher? Your father? Or … "

"It's' Atomic Universe ', the demiplane of my teacher,' Atom Controller '. He is a grand arcanist and a legendary sorcerer." Katrina admitted frankly. Her teacher could show it to other people. On the contrary, she was very proud to be her teacher's student.

"A legendary sorcerer! As I expected, has he reached the level of a seraph? " Anna was both shocked and curious. She did not know what a grand arcanist was, nor did she know who 'Atom Controller' was, but nobody dared underestimate a legendary sorcerer. The former ruler of the northern province was a female legendary sorcerer, 'Snow Queen' Fitia. So, there were all kinds of amazing stories about her here. Some of them were so exaggerated that people would think that a legendary sorcerer was only slightly weaker than a true god.

The spells that Katrina was good at included ice and snow not only because of her teacher's influence, but also because she grew up listening to the sorcerer's horror stories. Naturally, she was no stranger to her. The 'Snow Queen', on the other hand, went missing from the northern province soon after the Magic Empire perished. Nobody knew if she was still alive or hiding deep inside the Dark Mountain Range.

"Seraph …" Katrina smiled but did not give a straight answer. After all, in her heart, her teacher must be stronger than regular seraphs and only slightly weaker than the 'Angel King'.

After Anna, Yakov, and the rest of them, whose curiosity was satisfied, stepped on the ice field, Viscount Carendia chuckled. "Evans is not famous enough in the Schachran Empire yet. If he were to mention 'Observer', 'Silver-Eyed Count', or 'Rhein Carendia', I believe that they would be even more shocked."

It was because Rhein was also on the execution list of the North Church, and Lucien, who had grown quickly and barely dealt with the North Church, was not "wanted". The North Church knew how strong they were. Unlike the South Church, which listed the leadership of all the hostile forces on the Cleansing List, they only selected those who had "committed crimes" in their jurisdiction.

"The execution list of the North Church is not authoritative enough. It's more acceptable to be on the Cleansing List …" Katrina said as if she were studying arcana. For sorcerers, it was an honor to be on the Cleansing List.

After the two of them chatted for a while, Viscount Carendia's smile was gone. He said solemnly, "I feel that there are still a lot of mysteries about the 'demon worship incident'. The truth might not be what we speculated. Perhaps Viscount André was also a chess piece in Albert's chess game …"

His suspicion was based on some coincidences in the incident. He did not have any proof, nor did he have any direction to speculate.

"Yes. That's why I only listed what I experienced in the mission report I submitted through the artificial planet but did not write down my judgment so that the gentlemen of the Affair Committee could draw a conclusion on their own. Perhaps they know intelligence that we don't know …" Katrina nodded in agreement.

With the artificial planet, she submitted the mission report on the same night. Sometimes, she truly felt that the world was too small. Allyn was so far away, but she had no problem communicating with it at all. It was not until she saw Anna and the rest of them off just now that she suddenly realized that the world was still very big. It was so big that she might never see another person again if she was not careful.

"I've found traces of my father nearby, so I'm going to hunt him down. I won't be involved in your next mission," Viscount Carendia said with a smile, but there was not the slightest smile on his face.

Father? Hunt? Mr. Rhein, are you not going to do anything about it? Katrina was very curious, but she was sensible enough not to ask. She embarked on the road to Dumute on her own.

… …

In the Atom Institution in Allyn …

Lucien, who had finished the upgrade of the Moon Timer, saw Heidi coming close with a journal the moment he stepped into the laboratory. She said excitedly, "Master, the paper on 'Elements' has constructed a possible model for your conjecture about negative energy and antiparticles."

Lucien had basically guessed what it was based on the results of his current studies. He asked back with a smile, "A possible model?"

"Yes. The ocean of negative energy in the vacuum. Perhaps this is the source of our magic? The vacuum is not necessarily empty. " Heidi was quite interested in it. Annick and Sprint came close too, paying more attention to the article too.

Lucien smiled thoughtfully. "Yes. The vacuum is not empty."

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