Angel sat on the seat behind the sleigh and looked at the map in his hand carefully. Next to him sat Nate, who was waving the reins vigorously to make the elk run faster.
This is Weishu Street, with residential houses on both sides. Warm light shines from the windows, and the smoke rising from the chimneys is twisted and twisted in the heavy snow.
There were not too many adults on both sides of the street. They were mostly children dressed like meat dumplings. They were having a noisy snowball fight with their companions while waiting for dinner.
When the elk sleigh came over, the naughty child was not afraid at all. He even picked up snowballs from the ground and threw them on the car.
Nite was enjoying the joy of being pulled by a moose when he was inadvertently hit in the face by a snowball. The snowball slid down, revealing a red circular mark on Nite's fair face.
The naughty kid next to him who hit him was still pointing at the bridge of his nose and laughing loudly.
If it were other nobles, they would probably have started to get angry at this time. But Nite is a strange flower among the nobles. He has been wandering in the sea all year round, and has experienced a lot, so he is more tolerant.
Nite was not angry, but looked at the people next to him with some trepidation. Although Mr. Pat has always been kind, would it be wrong to be offended by a child like this...
Nite was suddenly startled.
Mr. Pat was not angry because none of those snowballs hit him. Every snowball that flew over "naturally" bypassed him.
Moreover, not only was he not angry, he also smiled like a devil, grabbed the snowballs flying in the air with lightning speed, and hit them back one by one.
The naughty kid couldn't hit him, but that didn't mean he couldn't hit these living targets stuck in the snow.
Even though the sled was moving, he still hit it accurately.
Almost every time the elk runs for a while, you can hear a popping sound behind it. This is the sound of a naughty child being shot and falling.
On the Tail Rat Street, which is only a few hundred meters long, Mr. Pat was like the god of snowball war. When he got off the bus, not only did he not have any snow on his body, he also smiled politely at the naughty kid who was hit by him behind him.
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Then he uttered a word that made Nite messy in the wind: "Concession!"
Amid the cries of the children, Angel came to a cedar tree with satisfaction. There was a public well here, but because there was no shortage of water for the time being, the well here had been sealed by a big stone.
"This is the twenty-sixth well. I hope you won't disappoint me." Angel stood by the well and murmured in a low voice.
Nite also came over at this time, looking at the serious-looking Mr. Pat, and thinking about the smile he had given to the naughty kid before, he couldn't imagine that this was the same person.
However, he now somewhat understands what Deputy Captain Helen said. Master Pat is indeed very different from other extraordinary beings.
While Nite was dazed, Angel held his forehead with a disappointed look on his face: he reached down with his spiritual tentacles and penetrated to the bottom, but there was nothing abnormal.
"I'll go down and take a look. You wait for me here." After Angel finished telling Nite, he used his magic hand to remove the sealing stone, then wrapped himself in a thin film of water and jumped into the well.
This is a diving well. Angel quickly reached the bottom, and there was nothing abnormal as he detected with his mental power.
Angel reluctantly dived up, and when he jumped out of the well, there was a faint mist. This is because the temperature of the well water is warmer than the outside world, and it is a natural phenomenon.
Nite looked at Mr. Pat, who had a slightly gloomy expression, and knew that he would probably get nothing this time.
He didn't know what Mr. Pat was looking for, and he wouldn't ask any more questions. If Mr. Pat was willing to tell, he would naturally know. If he didn't want to tell, and he stepped forward to ask, it would definitely make the other party feel resentful.
"Sir, are we going to the next place? I took a look and there are still four wells in Widow Street that have not been explored."
Angel was also thinking about it at this time. After screening and investigation, he found that there were a total of thirty-three wells in the area he designated that were more than three thousand years old, plus three wells whose years could not be confirmed, a total of thirty-six wells. Speaking of which,
It's not much, if you go quickly you can finish it in a day.
But now he has checked all the surrounding wells, and the remaining holes are all locked in Lucas's residential area.
Logically speaking, this *** should be the most likely well where Lucas committed suicide, but when I went out for a walk the night before yesterday, there were extraordinary beings hiding in these areas.
If he breaks in now, he might attract attention.
Angel was a little hesitant to go over and take a look.
"Speaking of which, there is a well on Widow Street. It is at the home of a good friend of mine. He is the son of the leader of the Knights of the Western Expedition and is currently a baronet." Nite said while looking at the map.
Angel's eyes lit up after hearing this.
"Nite, my biggest purpose in coming to Lost Music City this time is actually to find talented people. Since your friend is the son of a knight, he might have some talents, so we can go over and test him out."
Nite looked confused. Are the children of knights highly talented? Is there such a saying?
Although Nite was doubtful, he naturally did not dare to refute, nodded and continued his work as a sleigh driver.
Angel also knew that his reason was far-fetched, and while he closed his eyes to rest, he whispered: "Starting tomorrow, you can help me spread the news outside and find suitable talents. You should know the restrictions. The place where talents are tested is
At... your home."
Nite looked overjoyed and tested it at his house, which indirectly showed that the New Ross family was related to a wizard. This was a great opportunity for their family.
So Nite nodded without hesitation: "Sir, please don't worry, I will definitely take care of it!"
But after finishing speaking, Nite suddenly remembered something: "Sir, the total population of Shilege City is more than one million, and there are many people of the right age. If it spreads randomly, I'm afraid there won't be such a big space at home, and the workload of adults will also increase.
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Angel also knows this. After all, this is a big city with a population of one million.
He was silent for a moment: "You can appropriately limit the spread of news. At the same time, if you want to test your talent, you can hand over 5 gold coins first. Regardless of whether the test result shows talent or not, the 5 gold coins will not be refunded."
For an ordinary family, 5 gold coins is equivalent to spending everything they have.
Gold coins are of no use to Angel, but they can be used to test one thing: are you prepared to pay the price of everything and possibly burn it in the end?
The same principle also applies to the wizard's path. If you pay the price, you are very likely to fail; but if you don't pay the price, you will never succeed.
Gold coins are just a means for Angel to limit the number of people. He is planning to carve a spiritual shock magic pattern on the door of Nite's house.
Only those who have survived the mental shock are eligible to come in for the test.
There are only two situations that can survive the mental shock: people with strong mental power, and people with strong willpower.
This can be used as the second threshold. With these two thresholds, there should not be too many people coming in for the test.
After listening to Angel's story, Nite breathed a sigh of relief. It would be too confusing if all the people of the right age flocked in regardless of the poor or the poor.
While they were talking the sleigh had entered Widow's Street.
It was only then that Angel was surprised to find that all the wizard apprentices who were originally guarding here were gone? Either they had gotten what they wanted and evacuated; or there were no clues found here.
Angel is more inclined to the second type. It happened three thousand years ago. Even if something was preserved, it probably wouldn't be discovered now.
Now that they had withdrawn, Angel did not need to go to Nite's friend's house immediately. Instead, he went to explore the wells one by one according to the original plan.
As for whether to explore Lucas's mansion, Angel gave up after thinking about it.
If there was anything really strange, it should have been taken away by the Song of the Deep Sea people long ago. How could we wait for him to pick it up?
Angel checked the first three wells on Widow's Street one by one. They were all diving wells. It was easy to explore them to the bottom, and there was nothing fishy about them.
Angel could only place his hope in the well at the home of Nite's friend, the knight's son.
But what makes him regretful is that the last well yielded nothing. As for Nite's friends, they are also ordinary people and have no talents.
After Angel left Widow Street, he continued to visit other industrial areas in Lucas.
Extraordinaries were originally patrolling these areas, but they have now withdrawn. He successfully explored the last six wells, but in the end, he still found nothing.
On the way back to the New Ross Mansion, Angel looked confused.
Could it be that his judgment was wrong and that Lucas did not actually jump into his own well, but went to someone else's house to jump into a well? Then his face is too big, right?
Or... Could it be that Lucas also lied about jumping into a well?
In Lucas's logbook, other things happened after a delay of hundreds or thousands of years, such as the "Sea of Flowers" and the "Wishing Tree"... Could it be that his jumping into the well actually happened a long time later?
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It shouldn't be possible, right?
There are two types of records in the logbook. One is the ones that look real, such as daily routines, and records of what you eat and drink... There is no need to fake these.
The other kind is fictitious at first sight, such as the sea of tears turning into flowers, the island spirit, the glowing wishing tree... These are also obvious at a glance, and they have some fictitious elements.
Angel regarded all these fictitious things as some kind of slightly unreliable "prophecy".
And the diary he wrote in the end about his "jumping into a well" was obviously the first type, which made Angel keep running around to find it.
But now, he couldn't find any clues in any wells, let alone corpses. After all-round exploration with spiritual power, there wasn't even a trace of dregs.
Could it be that Lucas lied in his last diary entry?
Angel couldn't even tell now whether Lucas was an honest person as he said or a liar as everyone said.