Mage? Spell Engineer!

Sabins sat in the prefect's office for the first time in a long time. There were piles and piles of documents in front of him. He would not tolerate such a situation before, but now he can no longer care about the affairs of the college.

Click, click. Unconsciously, the man opened and closed the cap of the pen in his hand and stared at the door.

Sabins had never had a good night's sleep since the attacks on the Royal Palace and the Reichstag. The attackers brazenly used spells of mass destruction in the Empire's capital.

magic! magic! Damn magic!

Sabins, who does not know magic, can single-handedly establish the special force defense agency of the Imperial Military Department, which has his own merits. After a tragic secret operation, Lieutenant Colonel Sabins lost many comrades-the mage who killed them did not treat them as equal enemies throughout the process.

So he came to this magic academy to become the chief discipline officer, studying and trying to tame these little magicians; so he advocated loyalty to His Majesty the Emperor's defense force to defend against these lawless guys. He has done a good job. Sabins is synonymous with terror in the academy. He has developed rapidly in the mainland defense agencies. He also actively absorbs available talents among mages.

But things took a turn for the worse during this time.

The result of the combination of the prophecy system and some kind of alchemy technology showed a picture on Sabins' table: on the day of the attack, huge vines violently burst through the gates of the outer courtyard of the palace and the parliament, and thick smoke spewed out. There was no color in the picture, but Sabins learned from the report that it was green poisonous gas. Those who inhaled it could suffer from ulceration or shock and death.

Who are the attackers? have no idea. What's even more damning is that this alchemical piece of paper that Rorschach would call a "photograph" was obtained by Sabins from His Majesty the Emperor, and at the same time received His Majesty's grand wrath.

It was a suspected natural attack, and the relevant information Sabins had came from the person he was waiting for today. But the so-called "Return of the Virgin" cult and those stupid nobles who were in cahoots have been purged, and now there is no progress in the retrial. Is it revenge? Some kind of announcement?

He thought again of the Magic Guild. The branches of the Empire and the arcane elders had been lukewarm in cooperating with the investigation, and they had also superficially cooperated with the Spellcaster Review Act passed by the members of Congress amidst the outrage. Based on Sabins' understanding of these arrogant and weird guys, they definitely don't seem to be so honest, they must be secretly behind their backs.

There was a knock on the door, followed by a young man's voice. The person he was waiting for finally arrived: "Is the Disciplinary Chief here? I am Rorschach."

"Enter."

Luo Xia pushed the door open and entered. After being promoted to an intermediate mage, Rocket returned to the academy, which made him feel very happy: "As a good student, this is the first time for me to enter your office. I heard that you have not been here for the past few days. It is really strange to be bumped into by me." "

Boss, I feel quite haggard after not seeing you for a long time. The man behind the desk has a pair of dark bags under his eyes, which makes his bald head look even brighter.

"I'm here because you arrived in the Imperial Capital. I rushed here after receiving the entry report."

"Sorry, sorry, I went to the guild to update the caster information after I got here."

"Have you been promoted to an intermediate spellcaster?" Sabins counted in his mind. This kid has not graduated from the academy for more than half a year. Is it because the Imperial Academy of Magic teaches well or does the Tower of Stars have a secret recipe?

"Yeah, I had an epiphany after going out. Isn't that what a mage is like?"

The iron-blooded Muggle Sabins didn't care about such frivolous remarks. If other spellcasters heard this nonsense, they would probably spit out their blood.

"This is my report. Valuana in the Holy Kingdom has been very lively recently." Rorschach took out a stack of materials in a brown paper bag from the Najie. It introduces the two contacts with the "Return of the Virgin" cult on the road, how the magic guild made a fortune from the Starlight Torch Tower, and how the insignificant secondary plane was turned into a pure gold pavement by financial geniuses. , as well as simple records of "small activities" carried out by a group of social activists in Valuauna.

Sabins frowned and took over: "You should have written it after entering the country. This is unsafe and unprofessional behavior." From the time he landed here, he obviously didn't have much time to write a long essay for Rorschach, so he would just write it in the Holy Kingdom. It’s written.

"Yes. Have you found the manuscript on the leather armor?" Luo Xia guessed that the goods he sent should have been burned except for the three items that were rescued. No, the remaining three items should also be destroyed by Brother Xiao and Brother Falcon. .

"You want to know? The manuscript of Wilhelm van Leipzig."

"Viscount?"

"Did you know? His title of Viscount is self-proclaimed. I don't know the rest. The military's spellcaster unit has blocked his relevant information." Sabins remembered that this man died of lung disease in his early years, and the documents left behind Being blocked by the military, he didn't care about that. He only cared about catching the spies who stole the blocked information.

"My current supervisor's research uses one of his papers, on energy-magic transformation."

"I don't understand what you said. I only know that the guys who leaked information from the military department are unlucky because I supervised it."

Rorschach nodded and asked about the attack and the new bill.

"Here." A piece of paper was pushed from the agency director to Luo Xia and turned around.

Black and white photo? Rorschach had never seen the original entrance to the Parliament Building, and the black and white picture of thick vines and poisonous gas seemed very abstract in Rorschach's eyes. "what is this?"

"The little piece of alchemy paper you guys tinkered with, you tell me the content, the scene when the Imperial House of Representatives was attacked. What did you see?"

"Do you think this is how the Order of the Return of the Virgin Mary looks?"

"The agency thinks so too, but we have already arrested a group of these lunatics, including nobles. They were all in jail when the attack occurred and there were no clues to be found. Because the big nobles were implicated, the agency was also under great pressure.

The new bill is about restricting and censoring spellcasters. It was passed with a high vote, signed by His Majesty, and there was no protest from the Magic Guild, that's it. "

I asked you to have a bald head, but now you don’t even have to pull your hair out, right? "The Magic Guild probably thought it was toilet paper."

"I agree with you on this point, but this is a necessary gesture to let the people see how tough His Majesty and the Imperial Council are towards you after the attack."

Alas, Emperor, alas, MPs. "It makes it look like the murderer is us."

Sabins stopped the topic. He was wasting his time if he couldn't get relevant information from Rorschach, a guy who had just returned: "What are the follow-up arrangements? Your vacation should be ten days."

"Twenty days. I will go home first, and then organize a joint exploration of the Black Forest on behalf of the Tower of Stars and the Tower of Forest."

"Tower of Forest, Tower of Forest, can you investigate it by the way?" Sabins suddenly felt that the best thing he had done in the past six months was to recruit this rural boy. Not only was the price cheap, but he would also appreciate in value. Now he is offering New opportunities to pursue clues.

"You are saying that the Tower of the Forest is also suspected."

"Not against any magic tower, but just suspicious of the people inside, after all we saw this." Sabins knocked on the vines on the photo.

"I understand, there's no guarantee there will be any clues."

"It would be great to have this opportunity for investigation." The agency in Sabins' hands has grown rapidly over the years, but it still has no way of attacking the Magic Guild and the Thirteen Magic Towers. The name "Defense Agency" shows the weakness of the organization. If we really want the Forest Tower to cooperate with the investigation honestly, wouldn't it be enough to just list it as the "Spellcaster and Supernatural Power Administration"?

After saying so much, Rorschach shook off the last thing: "Lord Agency Chief, your subordinates in the Holy Kingdom are really a bit evil."

He threw out a bag of gold coins - Rorschach, who was not short of money now, had never used the money issued by Pacharuka Trading Company, so he kept the "evidence" intact.

"As much as he gave me, there is as much here as possible. As for why it was only one month's share, before I left, the gentleman from the trading company told me that it was converted into share capital - even though I didn't sign a single word, and I didn't see a single ownership certificate. "