Looking at the scene before him, Connor's pupils shrunk to the size of a pinhole as he resisted the urge to scream.
The room was about ten square meters in size and there wasn't much furniture or decorations. There was only a simple double bed, a large wardrobe, a dressing table, and a wooden chair. It seemed like this room was a bedroom and judging from the bottles and jars on the dressing table, there should be a mistress in this room.
However, these weren't important!
What really shocked Conor Ferguson was that there was a person slumped in the wooden chair!
No! Rather than calling it a person, it would be more accurate to call it a humanoid creature!
What kind of face was that?!
There wasn't a single part of the face that wasn't damaged. Rather than calling it skin, it would be more accurate to call it minced meat. Judging from the minced meat on the face, even if this person's own mother was standing here, she wouldn't be able to recognize who this person was!
However, if one were to take a closer look, one would be able to make out the person's facial features. However, one of the person's ears and eyes had been corroded and yellow pus was oozing out from the wound. If one were to take a closer look, one would be able to see small white dots squirming on the wound.
Both of the person's hands and legs had been chopped off. If it weren't for the fact that he was still breathing, Connor would have thought that the person was already dead. However, even so, Connor was still shocked and couldn't help but sigh. It was a miracle that this person was still alive after being tortured in such a manner!
Looking at the dying 'person' on the wooden chair, Connor couldn't understand why Reyes would send him here.
"Who is this person?" After hesitating for a moment, Connor transmitted a message to Old Victor.
Transmitting a message through the air was a small technique that Connor had recently mastered. By using mental energy to transmit a message through the air, other than the person you were talking to, no one else would be able to hear what you were saying.
Hearing Connor's message, a strange smile appeared on Old Victor's face. He waved his hand and chanted a spell in a low voice.
Along with the sound of the incantation, a small grey bird appeared in midair. After flapping its wings a few times, it strangely drilled into the body of the "person" who was slumped on the wooden chair.
This scene left Connor dumbfounded. However, what surprised him even more was that after the gray bird drilled into the body of that "person", a gray light appeared on that person's body. Then, something miraculous happened. This guy who had been tortured beyond recognition and was on the verge of death seemed to have regained consciousness. His remaining eye slowly opened.
However, when the 'person' saw Old Victor in his sight, his body started to tremble unnaturally. He screamed in desperation, "Please … I've already told you everything I know … Please kill me … Kill me!"
Hearing this person's voice, Connor frowned a little. He seemed to be very familiar with this person's voice. It seemed that he often heard this person's voice from somewhere.
"It seems that Old Victor didn't use his full strength, so Young Master Connor didn't recognize that this person is Mr. Joseph from the library of Green University," Old Victor said lightly.
"Joseph?" Victor's reminder instantly made Connor realize. He carefully looked at the person who was slumped on the wooden chair. Joseph, the librarian of Green University, and the "humanoid creature" in front of him couldn't help but overlap everything.
"It seems that Young Master Connor has already recognized him. Why don't you have a look at this?" Old Victor threw a piece of paper to Connor when he saw Connor's expression.
After receiving the letter, Connor didn't even read the contents. He just glanced at the handwriting and confirmed that the contents were written by Joseph. Joseph was around 50 years old. He was a staff member of Green University's library. It was said that he had been working at Green University for 20 years. He knew everyone in Green University.
When Connor had just become a beginner apprentice, he had borrowed a Byzantine dictionary from the library in order to better study the beginner meditation technique he had obtained from Vidal. He had filled in the borrowing form with Joseph and had seen Joseph's notes. Joseph's handwriting was extremely strange and difficult to copy. It was hard for others to forget it with just a glance!
"Honorable Bishop Constantine."
"The black pendant that you have bestowed to your humble servant, Joseph, has an abnormality. The abnormality came from Connor Ferguson, a sophomore in the history department of Green University. According to the school's rumors, this Connor Ferguson is the first heir of the Ferguson family in Flosinone City in the eastern part of the empire. He is the son of the count …"
There were only a hundred words on the paper, but the more Connor read, the more shocked he was. After reading it carefully, Connor felt that his back was soaked in sweat.
At this moment, old Victor tossed a black pendant towards Connor. "Take a look at this. This is the magic artifact Vazquez's Pendant. It was named after the 9th Pope of the Church of Storms, Vazquez. It can be mass-produced, and its only use is to detect Wizards. Once a Wizard appears within 100 meters of this pendant, it will automatically tell you that the owner is a Wizard!" "Yes, Vazquez. So, Connor, you know what it is! "
After Old Victor finished speaking, Connor looked at Joseph who was slumped on the wooden chair with a cold expression. The situation was very simple and obvious. This Joseph was the informant that the Church of the Storm had planted in Green University. He was there to help the Church of the Storm secretly observe that the target was a wizard!
Joseph must have found out that he was a wizard when he went to the library to borrow the Byzantine dictionary. It seemed like he was quite lucky. Before Joseph could send out the information, he was caught by Professor Reyes!
"Thank you!" Connor said to Old Victor in a low voice.
"Young master Connor, you are too polite. You are the professor's student. This is what I should do!" Old Victor smiled and didn't take the credit.
"Young master Connor, do you want to deal with him first, or do you want to send him on his way?" Old Victor chuckled and asked.
Glancing at Joseph, Connor didn't have the mood to "deal with him". He shook his head and took out a revolver from under his windbreaker. He aimed at Joseph's head.
"Bang!"
A gunshot rang out, and a hole appeared in Joseph's temple. Dark red blood and grayish-white brain matter splattered all over the wall. However, Joseph's face, which was covered in minced meat, seemed to be serene as if he had been liberated.
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