Lucien closed the door and walked to the desk, pretending that nothing had happened. Then he walked to the desk.
His left hand touched the ring, Ice Avenger, in his pocket. Immediately, his willpower became as strong as a Knight's.
However, Lucien did not spread out his power but kept it inside. Judging from the feeling just now, the guy probably did not know that he was a sorcerer with extraordinary power, not an ordinary young man.
Lucien looked at the letter. With the help of the magic simulation, he was as calm as ice. Fearing that there might be a trap, he carefully opened the envelope with his right hand and unfolded the folded letter.
It was a piece of ordinary letter paper. The few lines of words on it did not seem to be handwritten. They were neat and beautiful but rigid. It seemed that they were printed.
"Dear Mr. Evans,
We are very honored to have Mr. Chorre and his family here. As long as you cooperate with us to do something that is not difficult, they will definitely live a happy, rich and beautiful life. When everything is over, they will come back safe and sound with wealth that you will be satisfied with. This is a fair deal. "
"It is indeed a kidnapping, but it doesn't seem to be extortion." Lucien held back the urge to tear the letter into pieces. While judging in a low voice, he carefully looked for clues on the letter. "What is it exactly?"
Suddenly, the few lines of words on the letter quickly faded and then completely disappeared.
In the same place, black words popped up one after another. Soon, a few new lines of words appeared.
"Mr. Evans, no wonder you are a musical genius who composed such magnificent music. You are indeed different from ordinary people. I am very satisfied with your calmness and calmness just now. I repeat, this is a fair deal and cooperation, not a kidnapping. Of course, if you betray us, you will never see Mr. Chorre and his family again. "
"This is supernatural power! And I can't blindly expose that I know magic. Only in this way can I have a chance to save Uncle Chorre and his family! " As a magic apprentice who had dealt with undead creatures such as ghosts and water ghosts, this kind of weird thing could not scare Lucien. Instead, it made Lucien calmer. He did not believe in the so-called deal and cooperation at all. He was very sure that this was a kidnapping.
When dealing with kidnappers, one of the most important rules was to never believe that the kidnappers would send the hostages back safely after the kidnappers' demands were fulfilled. Therefore, Lucien decided not to be threatened by the kidnappers and started to plan to save the hostages.
However, it was necessary to stall for time and pretend to accept it. Lucien took two deep breaths and pretended to be calm. He said in a low voice, "What do you want me to do? And how can I believe that you will guarantee the safety of Uncle Chorre and his family? Maybe they have already been killed by now! "
Appropriate toughness was also an indispensable means of negotiation.
The words on the envelope disappeared again, and a new one appeared:
"What we want is very simple, that is, to make full use of your musical talent, create more and more outstanding works, and become the long-term music consultant of Her Highness Princess Natasha. It should not be difficult for a musical genius like you who can write such a complicated and great piece of music in only three months, and it is very consistent with your goals and future path. You see, as a business partner, we always think of you, Mr. Evans. "
"As for the safety of Mr. Chorre and his family, please don't worry. Killing them will not do us any good."
Many thoughts flashed through Lucien's mind: "Is their target Princess Natasha? Or are they trying to get some secrets of Ratacia Palace by contacting the princess? Or are they trying to get the princess's trust so that they can manipulate some disputes over the inheritance of nobles? Yesterday I was invited by the princess to be her short-term music consultant, and today someone is threatening me by kidnapping Uncle Chorre and his family. Is there someone among them who was there at the time? Who could it be? "
Lucien, who was trying to figure out the purpose of the other party, insisted in a very tough tone: "If you can't confirm the safety of Uncle Chorre and his family, I will treat them as dead, and I will not cooperate with you. You can kill me, but you can't force me. "
The handwriting continued to change:
"Mr. Evans, I think you need to understand one thing. You are just one of our attempts to achieve our goal. We have many other ways. You are not as important as you think."
Lucien sneered: "Then you can kill me."
After the handwriting disappeared, it did not reappear for a long time. It seemed that the other party also felt that Lucien's attitude was a bit tricky. Maybe they thought that a poor young man with musical talent like Lucien should not be so tough.
Time passed slowly. After a few minutes of waiting, Lucien had the illusion that the other party had left, but Lucien gritted his teeth and did not speak. This was a competition of patience!
Finally, a few lines of black words appeared on the envelope again: "We will show you the 'scene' of Mr. Chorre and his family every once in a while, starting tomorrow for the first time. However, your attitude just now angered us. Tomorrow, in addition to the 'scene', you will also receive one of Mr. Chorre's fingers. I believe you will be able to recognize it. "
"Bastard." Lucien gritted his teeth and cursed, "Your 'scene' must include a complete time and date feature, otherwise, the 'scene' you make with this evil and terrible power is likely to be of the same day, and then you will pretend to give me different parts on different dates."
"No problem. Now, Mr. Evans, are you ready to cooperate with us?" Lucien nodded. "Yes." Lucien nodded, "Can you cooperate with us now, Mr. Evans?"
"I will cooperate with you when I see it tomorrow. Do you need me to swear? " Lucien pretended to be ignorant of the extraordinary power, but in his mind, he was secretly waving his fist. As long as he had the time and date feature, he would be able to find out where Uncle Chorre and his family were imprisoned. After all, they needed to be expressed in the surrounding environment.
New black words appeared: "Mortals make vows to break them, and the vows of the true gods will leave traces on you, which will allow you to be identified by the Church and the divine circles in Ratacia Palace. So, as long as you agree, everything will be fine. Whatever you do, we will observe in secret. Don't think that you can hide it from us. Also, don't think about reporting us to Her Royal Highness. Believe me, as long as you say it, Chorre and his family will be completely dead in a minute. "
He wrote vaguely, mysteriously, and frighteningly. No one knew whether the last sentence meant that there were still people around the princess, or if there was some strange telepathy that could not be easily discovered, and when he said certain words, they would be directly heard by them.
"So, other than being the long-term music consultant of Her Royal Highness, what do you want me to do?" Lucien knew that the purpose could often reveal the motive, and the motive could often reveal the enemy.
The handwriting became messy: "If you hear anything interesting in Ratacia Palace, or the schedule of the Grand Duke and the princess, we'd be happy to know. You just need to write it down on this piece of paper with a quill. "
"Very cunning. The purpose is still the same. I can't tell the real motive." Lucien nodded. "No problem."
The messy handwriting appeared again, but it was not as clear as before: "Mr. Evans, you're very wise. If there's anything you need, please tell us. I hope we can cooperate well."
The handwriting disappeared completely. There was only a blank piece of paper in front of Lucien.
At the same time, with the help of the Ice Revenger, Lucien felt that a wave of supernatural power had disappeared.
Folding the paper and putting it into the envelope, Lucien looked at the closed window with no expression on his face. He said with anger and hatred in his heart, "You can't believe that I've already recognized you, right? You're from the Argent Horn! "
When Lucien first opened the envelope, with the help of the Ice Revenger, his spiritual power became sharper. He noticed that there was a small amount of supernatural power in the letter. Therefore, while talking to the mysterious person, Lucien was also analyzing the composition of the supernatural power.
Every time the words disappeared and reappeared, Lucien's analysis of this supernatural power became more accurate. Gradually, he ruled out the magic power that he was most familiar with. By comparing the feeling that Bishop Sard gave him and the divine power that he had seen before, Lucien concluded that this was a kind of divine-like power. However, Lucien could not tell the specific differences with his current knowledge and experience. He did not even know the difference between magic and divine-like power, or why there was such a huge difference between magic and divine-like power, or why there was such a huge difference between magic and divine-like power, Lucien did not know.
In Aalto, the most active cult was the Argent Horn, and under the strict control of the Church, there should not be a second cult that could sneak in.
"What a coincidence," Lucien thought, gnashing his teeth.
"Paper is an apprentice-level divine item. Just now, someone must have been eavesdropping and manipulating it. Judging from the duration of his spiritual power, his strength was a little lower than that of an official priest, but stronger than a senior-rank apprentice. With this kind of strength, he could hide anywhere within a hundred meters. It would be very difficult to find him. "
Lucien checked the small house and found that the entrance of his magic lab was still the same. He was a little bit relieved. "If I want to save uncle Chorre and his family, besides planning, I also need my own strength. Otherwise, even if I cooperate with the Church and the princess, they will not care about uncle Chorre and his family's safety."
The Church and the princess were not policemen who would consider the safety of their hostages, especially when they were poor.
From the beginning, Lucien had never thought of cooperating with the Argent Horn. From the beginning, he had made up his mind to find an opportunity to save Chorre and his family directly!
In this kind of situation, the more he was threatened, the worse the consequences would be! Lucien still had basic judgment and decisiveness!
When he went out again, Lucien went straight to the noble district.
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