The Mystery:The Witch and the Scourge

The nominal supreme ruler of the Rhoad Islands is Governor George Negan.

There is a leisure club in Bayam called "Rosid", which is the property of the Negan family. At first, it only accepted Loen people as members. However, as locals occupied most of the middle and lower-level positions, the club gradually opened its doors to all members.

People are open.

Of course, the word "everyone" is in quotation marks, and the hefty annual fee alone is enough to deter many people.

May 26, Saturday.

Joyce finally got rid of the boring entertainment and was invited to the Rossed Club.

After showing his membership badge to the receptionist, he met an unexpected figure, General Gordon.

General Gordon was over middle-aged, with a round face and casual clothes. He seemed to have just finished an argument with someone and was walking out angrily. He couldn't hide his surprise when he saw Joyce.

"Your Excellency General."

Joyce stood up straight, knowing that this was a truly pure soldier.

Gordon looked him up and down and nodded with satisfaction:

"My energy is good now, and I look like a man now."

Then, with a bitter sigh, he patted his shoulder:

"I blame myself very much for what happened to William."

"However, before I retire, I hope to see a general star on your shoulders."

This is trying to persuade me to join the army... With a general as my backer, an officer is a very promising career, if I don't become an "assassin"... Joyce was speechless and choked in his heart, and cleverly avoided the topic:

"I will do my best to inherit my father's legacy and restore the glory of the family."

"I'm looking forward to that day." General Gordon forced a smile: "Go, don't keep your friends waiting too long, we will see you at the banquet next week."

After bidding farewell to the old general who put a lot of pressure on him, Joyce walked through the racecourse and walked into the rest area. After looking around, he found that Charlie was having a pleasant conversation with a handsome long-haired man.

Thomas is an agent who claims to be a poet. His father is an influential senator in Backlund. As the second son of the family, he has no right to inherit the title, so he joined MI9.

Perhaps because of their personalities, the three of them quickly became close friends after getting acquainted.

"Welcome back."

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Joyce hugged the two good brothers and sat down separately.

Thomas did not hide the surprise in his eyes and suddenly said:

"When I heard Charlie say that you have changed a lot, I didn't believe it. Now it seems like you have changed a lot."

"The Lord once said that what cannot kill me will make me stronger."

"The storm is rising."

Charlie and Joyce clenched their fists and hit their left chests at the same time, while Thomas watched quietly. He was a believer in the goddess of the night.

"cheers."

The three of them had a drink, and Charlie began to urge Thomas to continue telling the news.

"What news?" Joyce asked curiously.

Thomas cleared his throat and adjusted to a more comfortable sitting position:

"Not long ago, the military suffered a big loss in the Southern Continent..."

"A war involving extraordinary people." Charlie added on the side.

"Yes," Thomas continued: "While exploring a ruins, the military's Beyonder team ran into the cultists of the Rose School, and a conflict broke out. As a result, the personnel suffered heavy losses, and a relatively important item was also lost.

A cherished sealed artifact."

"Don't ask me for specific details. At my level, I can only understand these superficial things. Besides, even if I know, I can't tell you."

Thomas noticed Charlie's eagerness to give it a try and hurriedly blocked the topic.

"The military won't let it go," Joyce guessed.

"That's right." Thomas nodded: "A death order has been issued from above to intensify efforts to suppress the Rose School of thought, and the losses must be recovered."

"What is the Rose School?"

Charlie found a new point of curiosity and raised his own questions.

Thomas recalled the information he read:

"An evil organization formed by a group of lunatics. They believe in an evil god called the 'God of Back Binding' and control the 'alien' and 'pharmacist' paths."

"Pharmacist!" Charlie suddenly raised his tone.

Seeing the two people looking at him with strange eyes, he smiled with a complicated expression:

"I heard that the 'pharmacist' is good at curing diseases and saving people. How could he be a madman?"

"A person who believes in evil gods, even if he is not crazy now, is still a potential lunatic."

Thomas stared at Charlie and said every word.

“If you don’t believe in evil gods, will you not be crazy?”

Charlie said to himself, sighed lonely, looked at Joyce and said:

"Do you still remember the potion I gave you to improve your ability? I prepared it myself."

"I am already an extraordinary person, the 'Medicine Master' of Sequence Nine."

"This is the big thing I called you two to announce today."

Damn, didn't you promise not to tell anyone... Joyce's thoughts froze for a second, and then quickly turned around:

"Where did you get the potion recipe?"

Charlie lowered his head like a child who made a mistake:

"From my teacher, she gave me two options, one is the 'medicine' path, and the other is the path that can make people lucky."

Why does it sound so familiar... Isn't this the style of the School of Life? His teacher is a member of the School of Life? Joyce quickly thought of the fat pharmacist who raised an owl - Darkwill.

"So, you chose to become a 'pharmacist'."

Charlie straightened up and said forcefully:

"It's a man's choice."

"Okay!" Joyce gave a thumbs up and raised his glass:

"Respect the man."

Finding that no one was clinking glasses with her, she had to take a sip alone. Looking at the serious Thomas and the worried Charlie, Joyce comforted:

"Calm down, things haven't gotten out of hand yet."

"Charlie, think about it carefully. Did your teacher show any unusual behavior in his daily life? Including things like inducing you to pray to existences other than the seven righteous gods?"

"No, she just taught me for a while, and then disappeared." Charlie recalled it for a while and replied seriously.

"That's right." Joyce asked again: "Thomas, do you know about the School of Life?"

Seeing his confused expression, Joyce said helplessly: "Okay, it seems you don't know."

"As far as I know, the School of Life is a relatively orderly ancient organization. Its members advocate the triple division of the absolutely rational world, the spiritual world and the material world, and pass it on in the form of master and disciple..."

Their leader is a cute "little snake"...Joyce finally added silently in his heart.

Charlie is obviously a rookie Beyonder. He knows very little about this mysterious knowledge and only knows a little bit about it. He only knows that the teacher is not a cultist and he will not become a madman.

"So, I won't be sent to court!"

"That's the way it is now."

"Great!" Charlie patted Joyce's shoulder heavily:

"Good brother, if you want any medicine in the future, just ask me."

Regardless of this, we are still good friends... Joyce shrugged and saw the "who am I, where am I, what should I say" expression on Thomas's face and explained:

"I found a notebook left by my father. Well, I learned a lot about occult knowledge."

"You can go back and check the internal information of MI9. There will definitely be records. Members of the Life School rarely do evil, which is why they are not taken seriously by you."

"Anyway, Charlie won't run away, right?"

Thomas picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp. His mind was very confused. How come he hadn't seen each other for a few days? One of his two good friends became an extraordinary person in a secret organization, and the other became more knowledgeable than me, an official.

"Okay, I will go back and check the information." Thomas nodded, temporarily approved of this solution, turned to Charlie and said:

"Absolutely don't be careless. The extraordinary world is countless times more dangerous than you think. Maybe you just inadvertently see something you shouldn't see or hear an evil voice, and you may be targeted by the evil god. By then

No one can save you."

Charlie looked at Joyce, who said "that's true."

"ok, I get it."