Mage? Spell Engineer!

Rorschach heard his senior brother's plea for help and immediately activated the magic in his cane.

However, the target was already several meters away. In his haste, Rorschach did not have the opportunity to directly target the two of them. He turned to the road in front of them and released "activation", turning into ooze controlled by the caster.

Unexpectedly, the attacker was so well-trained that he could still pay attention to his feet while running. They both understood each other tacitly and jumped up at the same time.

Humph, want to escape? Rorschach drives the activated road and builds up a wall of earth.

The opponent's windbreaker was lifted up, and they actually climbed up the wall with two steps and one step, trying to climb over, as if they were soldiers. How could Rorschach let it go? He jumped into the air just like he did in the experimental greenhouse, gaining a better view from a high position. He then used the air cannon to rush forward, instantly shortening the distance between the three of them.

A [Delay Technique] shot out and hit one of the attackers.

"There are also spell casters!" The person who was hit quickly realized that there was more than one mage. After all, how could he hit him with Pascal's speed and accuracy.

The new mage who joins the pursuit is a fierce character, and the spells and frequency he casts are significantly higher than the former. Being controlled by [Hysteresis] was a magical experience. It was like being plunged into sticky custard. All movements were forced to slow down, including his free fall from the wall.

"Quick - run -"

However, when he said these words, his companions had already left.

Rorschach continued to cast spells in the air. Although it was in a small alley, luckily no one hung clothes to dry, so they could see every move they made.

The invisible big hand tightly grasped the second person who was still running away. Pascal also ran over. He took control of the man who was trapped by the [Hysteresis Technique]. Two activated hemp ropes wrapped themselves around the attacker's hands and feet and tied them tightly.

Fog rose in the alley, and passers-by realized the strangeness and quickly avoided it. The second attacker who was firmly grasped was still struggling. He became soaked in the fog, and the [Mage Kirin Arm] that was holding him glowed coldly.

The feeling of falling into an ice cave from summer is not the coolness, but goosebumps on every inch of skin, and the muscles are trembling and spasming slightly as the cold air penetrates deep into the body. After a while, both the gangster's body and consciousness froze.

Rorschach released the [Levitation Technique] on himself and landed firmly on the ground. This time, the pursuit and interception had more twists and turns than catching the thief in the vegetable market, mainly because there were two targets, and they seemed to have different physical abilities and speed than ordinary people, and they had also received training.

"Thank you." The effect of [Battle Inspiration] faded, and Pascal began to breathe heavily. He looked around at the fog and the frozen target, preparing to turn back to find Maxim.

"No, wait, I'll contact Master Kano and ask the Magic Guild to send a carriage to pick them up." Rorschach took out a portable scroll and briefly reported that they had caught two armed attackers.

"Okay." Pascal was a little reluctant to let Cano get involved in club matters, but Rorschach had already taken action and stopped blocking him.

Maxim was still behind. He and the other club members had lost track of their target. After they dispersed and searched, he was alone at the intersection of the street, a little confused.

After looking around for a while, the club leader has decided to give up temporarily. He is now more worried about whether Thor, who is one step ahead, will fight with gangsters and have an accident.

Fortunately, he waited for Thor, who was still breathing, and both looked happy when they saw each other.

"It's okay, Thor." Maxim thought the battle didn't happen: "It doesn't matter if the villain ran away in despair, as long as you don't get hurt."

But Thor brought an unexpected answer: "Mr. Maxim, the attacker was successfully captured." He also stopped Maxim who was about to step forward: "Don't go any further, because the mage is in pursuit. Take action, now there is a magic guild involved."

Maxim froze for a moment. He looked at Thor and nodded: "Okay, let's inform the other members to leave here."

Before turning around, Maxim glanced at the entrance of the alley where the mist was coming out, chewing on a word: "Magic Guild."

The magic guild's carriage picked up the two unlucky guys who met the wizard, and they are now in the basement where no hound can sniff them.

A strong music played, and a thing called a gramophone was running. Their eyes were attracted by this new thing. Four mages came in and swallowed up the light outside the door, casting a shadow on the upcoming interrogation.

Rorschach and Pascal were two of the four parties involved, with the remaining one responsible for recording and the other responsible for casting spells.

"Why play music?" Rorschach heard the Symphony No. 5 in C minor.

The interrogator explained using [Messaging Technique]: "Our experience gained from practice. This can attract the attention of the interrogated person and weaken the target's will resistance before casting the spell."

"good."

There is no ultimate insult, "He who knows the current affairs is a wise man", no separate interrogation, prisoner's dilemma, just a simple "Power Word", and they know all the tricks.

The two were retired chasseurs, and the attack was a commission: the employer had only one request: to kill designated targets at Messier's memorial service. The more the better.

They searched the sketches from the trench coat, and Pascal recognized the members of the club at a glance. The first one was of course Maxim.

"Do you know the identity of your employer?"

The two shook their heads.

Rorschach held the "Pearl of Balan" in his hand, but the other party did not take any measures to counter the magic. But their employers are very mysterious. The two first received a series of commissions from the Adventurer's Guild, and finally received this dangerous order.

But from the beginning to the end, the two of them didn't know each other's true identity. They could only confirm that he was a guy who gave money generously and readily. The last commission bypassed the guild. They made an appointment to meet in the teahouse box, but no one was seen, only bullets, portraits and deposits.

Pascal guessed: "The previous commission may have been testing and screening? The final decision to let them carry out the attack shows that the planning has been going on for a long time."

"The gun is custom-made, not a standard weapon." Rorschach picked up one of them and tried it. He felt that the curve of the gun body was very graceful and there were some exquisite patterns on it.

"The Lord's messenger is either rich or noble."

"And he also knows a lot about our club." Pascal looked at the portrait, his face turned pale - he was not there!

Should I be happy or sad?

"Do you want to go to the Adventurer's Guild to investigate?"

Pascal thought for a while and rejected the interrogator's suggestion: "The guild has too many commissions. Instead of wasting time, why not let Rorschach give it a try?"

ah? Rorschach didn't expect that it would suddenly fall on him.

"Can you try using your invincible divination? Just like when you found Andre." Pascal grabbed the portrait: "It should be used as material for divination?"

"It seems." It's really okay, Luo Xia could only agree.

Rorschach took a stack of crumpled portraits. While Pascal was still staring at them, the senior brother suddenly had an idea—Maxim and Carral had one thing in common:

They are all lawyers!

And the attack also happened at the funeral of the lawyer Mr. Messier!