Shaman from Afar

To the south of the Golovin hills, at the foot of the mountain far away from the Sky Dome, is an old fortress that is dappled and vicissitudes; because of its long age, the original white high walls have been dirty, just like the glory of the imperial capital A black stain.

Although it is outdated, the fort is surrounded by towers, and there are expressionless, fully armed guards everywhere; the strictness of the defense alone is not even under the sky dome.

The name of the fortress has long been forgotten, and now the nobles of the imperial capital call it the "black prison"-a prison dedicated to the prisoners of heavy prisoners.

The dark-haired wizard, who had waited an hour to get permission, finally gave the jailer a full bag of silver coins before finally stepping into the rusty cast iron gate.

A nominal wizard of Loren was of course not qualified to come in; but as a wizard advisor to His Royal Highness, the jailer who did not dare to offend the royal family and ran into money still agreed to his request.

Behind the gate is a dark corridor; without doors and windows, only the torches on the end wall illuminate the promenade; on both sides of the corridor are tiny square holes with rusty iron fences.

The dark yellow fire, the cold and wet walls, the odor of corpses overflowing, the mice constantly shuttled between the floor seepage ... and there were arms that looked like withered from the fence.

But these can still bear ...

Loren frowned, and from the moment he stepped into the promenade, he felt an extremely obvious pressure, as if there were two cones constantly piercing his ear from his ear.

This prison can actually suppress the connection between void and consciousness ... not to mention the use of magic spells, the black-haired wizard found himself unable to even meditate!

It can't be dragged on any longer, but must leave this ghost place before the Judge Yuqian arrives ... The dark-haired wizard hastened his pace and walked towards the goal.

"... Lusak Kovo, a famous alchemist in the imperial capital, proficient in pharmacy, medicine and ancient runes, the next president stipulated by the pharmacist guild;

About two months ago, the Chaun family was hired as a private physician by Siscott Chaun ... nominally to recuperate the body of the late Yuchen Chancellor of the Treasury, and was also responsible for all regular inspections;

At midnight last night, Siscott Charne, who was going to the Royal Wizards College for a feast, suddenly became unwell in the hall, vomited blood and fell to the ground, and died a minute later;

After investigation, it was discovered that Lord Siscott was not killed, but poisoned and died ... And Lord Siscott did not have any eating situation from early evening to midnight. The only thing he ate was prepared by Master Lusack , A medicament used to maintain the body;

After investigation, this potion was also found to be an alchemy potion containing extremely strong void power, which is enough to be lethal for an old man who has never been exposed to wizard knowledge;

Therefore, Lusak Kovo, who is a private physician, was found to have major suspicions and was put in prison to wait for trial ... "

After reading the last word on the scroll in his hand, the dark-haired wizard slowly raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man sitting in front of him.

He was tied to the stake, and his body was bruised from head to toe. There was no difference between the solidified blood scab and the **** prison uniform.

"It is an honor to meet you, Your Excellency Lussac Covo. In Lower Loren Turin, your son, Serran Covo, is my friend."

"I'm here to help you escape sin."

The dazed middle-aged man tried his best to open his eyes and twitched the corner of his mouth hard:

"Escape?"

"Why, why do you want to escape me?"

Loren frowned, frowning slightly: "You didn't hear that? I just said, I'm also a wizard, and still a friend of your son ..."

"I didn't ask you this." The bruised Lusak lowered his head and groaned to interrupt the black-haired wizard: "I'm asking you why you want to escape me ... what do you want from me? ? "

"Well ... because you are obviously framed by someone, you are a scapegoat ..."

"young people--!"

Rusac screamed with a windbreak in his throat, and bloodshot eyes stared at the face of the dark-haired wizard:

"Don't think ... I'm as cheating as my son; this is a black prison, how could ordinary wizards come here ?!"

"And I know your name, you are a wizard advisor to His Royal Highness Brandon de Salion!"

"You such a royal confidant, who came here to find me after all the trouble, how could it be just for a small, wizard apprenticeship?"

"Tell me, what are you for?"

The middle-aged man bound by an iron chain, like a wounded beast, glared at the dark-haired wizard.

The expressionless Loren was silent for a long time, and there was a light smile on the corner of his mouth.

Worthy of being Golovin's premier alchemist, not a small character that can be casually sent ...

"It's rude, Master Lusack; you guessed it, I'm not here just to help you offend." Loren bowed sincerely to the other party: "Or should be said, this is just my purpose . "

The dying middle-aged man leaned on the stake, but his eyes were sober.

"You should be aware that the whole thing seems to be to track down the murderer who killed Lord Siscott and give an explanation to the imperial nobles and His Majesty the Emperor; but in fact, the real purpose of the black hand behind the scenes is actually aimed at The wizarding class of Golovin! "

Shen Sheng, a dark-haired wizard who finally became serious, said: "Just last night, the Royal Guard's garrison rushed to the Royal Wizarding Academy in less than an hour-if it was not for Master Albert, I am afraid half of them Apprentices are already in prison! "

"So whether you are the same or the apprentices of the Royal Wizards College ... are just those people's excuses to deal with the entire wizarding class."

"So ... you must not be involved in this case, not even any wizard!"

With a sigh, Loren stood up: "What's more, I also believe that Master Lusak's credibility and dignity will definitely not be the kind that helps the murderer poison his own patients for the benefit or anything."

"That is definitely not something that a doctor who is proud of the wizard and once rejected the title of imperial doctor!"

Loren was deliberately arrogant, and looked at the dying middle-aged man very sincerely: "Even if you don't consider this, you don't care about your personal dignity and honor, what about Surran?"

"You really have the heart to see your son, lose the father he is proud of and depend on, and still live in the eyes of others contempt and contempt, seen as blood relatives of murderers?"

Lusak suddenly raised his head, coughing repeatedly at the corner of his mouth full of blood foam.

"I tell you, Master Lussack ..." Loren kneeled directly in front of him, his eyes facing each other:

"You can think that I am surly, you can think that I have ulterior motives, it doesn't matter."

"But! I will definitely find out the truth of this matter, catch the real behind-the-scenes murderer, and give you an innocence-in order to keep the safety of all the wizards in the entire emperor!"

"In order to do this, I need you to tell me everything you know, exactly."

Lusak's eyes narrowed into a slit, pulling the iron chain on his body, and he looked weakly at the dark-haired wizard with a complex expression.

"Do you really want to know the truth?"

Loren nodded solemnly: "For you ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ For Serran and for the wizards of the imperial capital."

"Well, then I will tell you that." The middle-aged man finally spoke:

"The culprit who killed the former Chancellor of the Exchequer, Siscott Zahn, was no one else ..."

"it is me!"

For a moment, the expression of the black-haired wizard froze.

Loren's eyes widened and his throat twitched without knowing what to say: "Master Lusak, didn't I just make it clear, what I want to know is ..."

"What you want to know is that the murderer has other people-then I will tell you again that there is no so-called" behind-the-scenes murderer ", only me and Siscott from beginning to end."

Lusak Kovo said coldly:

"It's me. I personally watched him drink the bottle of alchemy that poisoned him!"