"why is that……"

The overseer looked around, but the electric light of the [Teleportation] magic that he originally imagined did not appear.

"Strange?"

William asked.

Without waiting for the other party to answer, William appeared next to the overseer in the next moment,

He put a hand gently on the other person's shoulder and said.

"Didn't I say it before? You are the only one who will die here today. There is no need for you to call a few more people to die together."

Why? When? How?

Cold sweat instantly ran down the supervisor's forehead, and he stammered.

"You...wait a minute, I am Duke Simon's court mage. If I die, the Duke will know about it soon, and then you will be against the entire Thorn City..."

"Oh, so what?"

Before he could say the following words, the hand holding his shoulder was pulsing with lightning, and with a "pop" sound, his knees softened and he knelt on the ground. The lightning made him lose consciousness.

"Are you... crazy? This is the court mage sent by the Duke!"

Seeing the man who called himself the chief judge knocking the overseer down to the ground, Sigmons finally came to his senses, and the other person's next move made his scalp numb.

A sharp ice pick appeared in the man's hand, trembling slightly at the supervisor's neck.

Too many things happened in the mine today that were beyond his knowledge, whether it was the skull temple, the soul-eating spider demon parasitizing in his throat, or his own knowledge had been modified in the past two months.

His mind had been in a buzzing state before, perhaps because those things were too far away from the things he usually came into contact with, and even if he actually witnessed them, they wouldn't give him much sense of reality.

However, when he saw that the chief judge was planning to kill the Duke's court mage directly, he finally found something he could understand and came back to his senses.

Sigmons is still very clear about what it means to kill a registered mage, especially a palace registered mage.

William looked back at Sigmons, and without stopping, the ice pick in his hand pierced the overseer's throat cleanly.

"What's the problem?"

the man asked.

Looking at the supervisor who had completely breathed his last, Sigmons took a deep and trembling breath.

"Each registered mage is engraved with a recording spell called 'Reverberation'. That spell is connected to the Star Lighthouse and will record the last scene he saw before his death. Duke Simon has the power to call and view the Star Lighthouse

It is recorded that he will soon know that you just killed the court mage, and you will be wanted in the entire Blackwater Province."

Magic casters are extremely rare existences in this era.

Limited by the number of star lighthouses and the density of the ether circuits built in the star world, the total amount of magic power that the Star Law can guide from the star world into the world is very limited, so the number of registered mages who can use that magic power is also very limited.

Limited.

According to the public data of the Platinum Law Circle Alliance, the entire Star Law system can currently only support the existence of approximately 20,000 mages at the same time, and the actual number of legally registered mages on the Vic continent is just over 12,000.

Compared to the population of Vic Continent, those people can be said to be truly one-in-a-million elites.

Bloodline, resources, talent, diligence, only those who have multiple characteristics, or even all the above four points, can become a true mage.

Precisely because mages are so precious and rare, the laws of the empire clearly stipulate that killing registered mages is an absolutely unforgivable capital crime.

Generally speaking, the person who can kill a mage is often another mage, so there is a whole chapter in the Star Law about reducing the killing of mages: for example, it strictly stipulates the applicable situations and combat rules for mage duels, although

Possibly reduce casualties in mage duels.

For example, when registering the title of mage at Star Lighthouse, the Awakening Instructor will set up a spell called "Reverberation" in each mage's etheric domain. Firstly, it will make those who want to murder the mage feel wary, and secondly, even if

A mage was killed, and local law enforcement was able to identify the murderer based on the last scene he saw before his death.

"It's interesting, but shouldn't these things be knowledge that a miner should know?"

After listening to his explanation, the other party didn't seem very worried about accepting his fate of being wanted. Instead, he was a little curious about why he knew so much about magic casters.

“Where did you know the technique ‘Reverberation’?”

Seeing that the other party didn't have any panic at all, Sigmons hesitated for a while before speaking.

"I used to be a magician, and even attended the preparatory class at Offa University."

"What does once mean? I have never heard that magic talent can disappear."

Sigmons smiled sadly when he heard this.

"Of course it didn't disappear, but it was bought."

"Bought it?"

William became interested.

"I don't know how I did it. At that time, my mother was seriously ill, but going to the church for treatment required a large amount of donations. A mysterious man wearing a mask came to me and asked me if I wanted to

I don’t want to sell my magic talent to him.”

Sigmons said, lost in memories.

"Because I was really in a hurry for money, I agreed to him. He took out a transfer contract and asked me to sign it in blood, and then used a serrated dagger to carve the mirror image of my horoscope on my chest. He later gave me

He paid me ten gold riel. From that day on, my sense of magic became worse and worse. About a year later, I could not feel any magic at all even in the Star Lighthouse. It was also at that time that I was

Offa University persuaded me to quit, and I traveled to many places and finally ended up here."

While the other party was talking about his past, William used the magic [Magic Detection] to simply detect Sigmund's magic fluctuations.

The etheric domain of ordinary people is like a mist forming a human-shaped outline wrapped around the body, while the etheric domain of a magic caster is concentrated in the brain or heart, and then flows out of the magic power to circulate in the body.

But Sigmund's etheric realm consists of several stars forming an inverted constellation on his chest, and magic power continues to escape from there.

His sense of numerology constellations was grafted onto other people's bodies, which also prevented him from accumulating more magic power in the etheric realm.

Like a bucket that keeps leaking.

Theoretically, if he relies on meditation to build his own circuit in the etheric realm, instead of relying on the resonance of his numerology constellation and the law of the stars, he can still regain his magic talent, but he has no knowledge of the magic of the numerology constellations.

The talent is completely lost.

Of course, this became what is now called a heretic mage.

"What happened next?"

Thinking of this, William continued to ask.

"What happened next?"

Sigmons asked strangely.

"What happened to your mother? Was she saved?"

Sigmons lowered his head when he heard this question.

"No, one of the patients sent in in the same batch was infected with blood-sucking fever. The priest did not discover the isolation in time. That patient had an attack that night and killed all the patients. After completing the vampire promotion ceremony, he ran away."

"Have you ever regretted it?"

William looked into Sigmons' eyes and asked.

"What do you regret? Do you regret saving my mother?"

"I regret giving up the opportunity to become a magic caster."

Hearing this, Sigmons also looked seriously into William's eyes and said.

"I do regret that I didn't have the opportunity to become a magic singer, but it's not for any other reason. It's because I forever lost the opportunity to kill that vampire with my own hands."

"very good."

William nodded and then patted the other party on the shoulder.

"What's good?"

William suddenly changed the topic. He looked at the supervisor he had killed earlier and said.

"Weren't you curious before about why I dared to kill this court mage directly? To be honest, before you told me about the technique called 'Reverberation', I didn't even know there was such a thing."

"Isn't that..."

"Of course, even if I knew there was this thing, I would still kill him. Because if I don't kill him, the thing hiding in his body will not be exposed."

"What?"

A flame shot out from William's magic agent. Just when the almost white flame was about to touch the overseer's body, a black miasma suddenly filled the air and eliminated the flame invisible.

The overseer's originally silent body stood up unsteadily like a marionette.

"So you've noticed it a long time ago? It's really boring. I originally planned to wait for you to leave and let my children eat up all the people here one by one."

A hoarse sound came from the overseer's throat that had been pierced, and then the corpse began to twitch and deform. It was as if something was treating the corpse as a cocoon that was about to break open and hatch.

With a heart-stopping sound of flesh and blood being torn apart, a lunar monster with a graceful figure on its upper body and eight spider legs on its lower body emerged from the corpse. A thick miasma filled the surroundings of her.

Covering up her private parts.

Familia of the Whispering Queen, the Weavers.
To be continued...