Not only was it raining in Tobesk today, but it was also raining in Fort Midhill. But when conducting investigations at the Academy Castle yesterday afternoon, the sky was very gloomy, so Shade prepared an umbrella in advance.

Fortunately, there was no leakage in the abandoned tower, so Shade completed the last 100 swings of the knife in the tower this week before entering the city.

First, he went to the Home for the Blind. The special blood provided by Sister Devlin was not ready yet, but here Shade got a letter from Captain Rades and learned about the follow-up situation of the serial murder case they solved yesterday.

Although the prisoner was injured and could not be revived, the evidence was solid, so there was no surprise. The credit for this incident was taken by Captain Rades alone, and the city hall was also happy to publicize the cooperation between the Royal Army Captain and the police to solve the serial murder case.

Shade even saw a newspaper with a frontal and half-length photo of Captain Rades at the House of the Blind. This matter may become a topic of conversation among the citizens of Fort Midhill throughout the autumn. Although Captain Rades is not just a

Because of this incident, I was promoted from lieutenant-level officer, but I will definitely receive a commendation...

In the letter, the captain once again invited Shade to visit the traveler camp on the Windy Trail next Thursday. Next Thursday is the captain's day off. He can take Shade for a walk in the Sikal Mountains or go hunting together.

"Then go into the mountain next Thursday to find the sword. I'm not familiar with the terrain of Mount Sikar. It's not easy to find a specific cave in the mountain."

This is why Shade has been wandering around Fort Midhill, but has not rushed into the mountains to find the sword.

After leaving the House of the Blind, Shade went to Cassandra Auction House and met the old witch. Mother-in-law Cassandra was a little busy today, so Shade waited for half an hour before seeing her.

The witch already knew the whole story from Professor Dunn. She was very satisfied with Shade's quick action, so she directly took out the bottle of blood promised to Shade:

"The blood of Zakato the Devourer, the evil spirit demon of the Third Age."

"Devil's blood."

Shade carefully took the bottle in his hand. Although it was actually not heavy at all, psychological reasons made Shade think that the thing he was holding was heavier than a shot put:

"Is there any danger in this bottle of blood?"

Because of Darkness and Human Pussy, he was very taboo about having anything to do with demons unless necessary.

"This is the blood I got from the teacher. She said it's not dangerous."

The old witch said reassuringly.

But Shade still decided to keep this bottle of blood in the "God's Gift Box" until dawn on Sunday before attending the last drinking party.

"In addition, I originally planned to let you meet my current apprentice. But I thought about it carefully and decided not to let more witches know about your existence."

Mother-in-law Cassandra said again, holding the armrest of the seat with her hand wearing an emerald ring:

"I am already very old. I will not care about the affairs of you young people. As long as you do not harm the interests of the parliament, I will not disclose your existence to other people in the parliament. Young people, you do not have to do this.

Worry."

"I see."

"Also, last time you asked me about the chosen ones with the death talent, I went to talk to Carina, and she said that she told you the whole story of ""."

"Yes, there is also the matter of the chosen one."

There is no need to lie about this. Shade, who was sitting opposite the witch, answered very smoothly:

"Miss Carina's actions in Tobesk can easily attract attention. The female followers around her always have places that are inconvenient to go to. Therefore, when investigating Ivan Darkness lurking in Tobesk, she once

Let me do something, so I know about it."

The old witch nodded, her kind and kind expression unchanged:

"Then let me tell you something:

A few days ago, the Speaker communicated with me about the information about the third candidate. The only thing that can be confirmed at present is that the third candidate must be at Fort Midhill at this time."

Therefore a large number of people can be excluded.

"The content of the poems corresponding to the third chosen one in the hands of the Parliament is very small, and this is the same for the three major thaumaturgy academies. However, the Five Gods Church, especially the Natural Church, seems to have key clues. There is reason to believe that the third

The three chosen ones correspond to 'death'."

This is consistent with Shade's guess.

"Then do you need me to help you investigate something at Fort Midhill?"

he asked again.

"It's not necessary at the moment. I just want you to know something to prevent accidents from happening while at Fort Midhill."

The old man smiled and shook his head, and said in a slow voice:

"Considering that I am getting older, after repeated consideration and discussion, the council decided to send another great witch here next month to assist me in my investigation."

This is probably not only because Granny Cassandra only has ten rings and is old, but also because the events of Tobesk's Darkness have made the Ring Warlock organizations in the material world realize the greater importance of the Chosen One.

"Who is it?"

Shade decided to use the remaining days of this month to deal with the affairs of Fort Midhill as soon as possible and avoid coming here next month.

"Don't worry, it's Sivi, Sivi Aurora."

The old man said with a smile, obviously knowing that Miss Aurora knew about Shade:

"In order not to arouse suspicion, I won't come at the beginning of next month. The specific date has not been determined yet, but I think she will be happy to see you here."

Miss Aurora is very friendly to Shade, and she is the third seat in the council, a twelfth-level warlock and a twelfth-level witch. She is also the first person to bring Shade into the [Witch Council]. If this person

With the witch here, things at Fort Midhill will be much simpler.

"Excuse me, has the Parliament decided how to deal with the affairs under Fort Midhill?"

Shade asked again. Granny Cassandra, as the great witch who lives in the local area, could not possibly allow this city to turn into a ghost.

"The three passages in the narrow room, the door at the foot of the mountain, were suspected to have been temporarily sealed by the high-circle warlock on the day you rescued your friend; the one at the top of the mountain was guarded by the ancients, and the Righteous God Church will find a way to do this; as for the mountainside, it was blocked by the Witch Emperor

The passage hides the location, and the council’s idea is for us to find the location and strengthen the seal.”

In other words, there is no problem at the foot of the mountain for now, the church is responsible for strengthening the mountaintop, and the witches are looking for the mountainside. From this point of view, even if the problem of the narrow room cannot be completely solved, at least Midhill Fort will not be there.

This autumn was destroyed by an explosion of death.

The old witch sighed:

"The Witch Emperors probably left something near the passage in the narrow room, maybe even a fragment of "", so the young girls are very interested in it."

"Grandma Cassandra, so in this way, you not only have to find the third chosen one, but you also have to find the mountainside passage in the narrow room? Oh, this is really not easy."

"Yes, the young girls in the parliament are really inconsiderate of an old man like me."

She smiled and shook her head, not complaining but teasing:

"So Hamilton, before Xiwei arrives, I might entrust you to do other things. Carina said that although you only have three rings, you are very reliable in doing things."

Shade was actually more curious about what else Miss Carina said about him:

"No problem, I'm willing to help you."

In the next few days, nothing new happened. Now that he knew that the disaster at Fort Midhill had been taken seriously, Shade suddenly lost his enthusiasm for exploring the secrets of the narrow space between life and death.

The things he had to deal with in the Fort Midhill area were almost over. Because he was not in a hurry to find the sword, he visited the address recorded on the note by the serial killer Henry Val on Friday.

As expected, that was indeed the address of the boy who was said to be "able to see the date and manner of death."

When Shade followed the pattern on the note and knocked on the door of Building A, No. 8, Pigtail Lane, using three long words, two short words, three short words and two long words, the person who opened the door knew that this was the address of the "Crow Club".

Shade knew about this club. In the local information provided by Sister Devlin, he recorded this small ring magician organization. This organization is very small, not to mention compared to the [Spiritual Order] that radiates throughout the eastern part of the Old World.

Even the [Mercury Blood] hiding in Tibet is bigger than them.

Of course, he pretended not to know the truth about this club, and still used the pseudonym "John Watson", claiming that he was a writer who wanted to draw a story. He heard interesting local rumors in the pub, so he wanted to see that person.

The boy who dated someone else's death.

But he was stopped by the man in Central who was communicating with him:

"Yes, but you need to make a reservation."

The man acted matter-of-factly, without doubting the reasons given by the "writer" in front of him.

"Huh? Do you still need to make an appointment?"

Shade, who was standing on the doorstep with an umbrella, was a little surprised:

"Is something wrong with that boy?"

"No, but he only sees guests twice a day. This is a rule. Moreover, we charge a fee of 10 pounds per visit. You can bring up to two friends. For each additional person, the price doubles. Three people are forty.

Pounds. We won’t issue a receipt, so you can’t even try to negotiate the price.”

This makes them less like a ring magician organization and more like local liars. Shade was originally curious as to why the witch and the church didn't find out about this group of people, but now he understands.

So he calmed down:

"Okay, I'll make an appointment. How long do I have to wait? Can I pay to jump in line?"

"Of course not. We have to follow the rules, and there are not many people in front of us. Next Sunday, you can come after nine o'clock in the morning, but if you don't show up before one o'clock in the afternoon, you will have to make an appointment again."

Today was only Friday, which meant that there were actually more than ten people waiting to see the boy. There must be ring warlocks among them, but Shade felt that there must be more ordinary people.

"Well, I may bring friends next Sunday. Please remember John Watson's appointment."

He was about to leave, but was stopped again:

"Wait a minute, we need to pay a deposit of 5 pounds."

The man twirled his fingers at Shade, who was holding an umbrella.
To be continued...