[Thunder], as a derivative element of the power of the "sun", is a relatively common spiritual rune like light, earth, wind, water, fire, etc. In addition, in the extraordinary systems of the past era, the manipulation of elements has always been mysterious
It is an important part of learning, so [Thunder] has quite a lot of thaumaturgy, so much so that Shade actually saw a list of 50 thaumaturgy items at once in the Black Raven Library with a maximum price of 200 pounds.
But in the end, Shade didn't buy anything. He planned to compare it with the thaumaturgy in the college library. Although the [Thunder] Spirit Rune didn't particularly match his current ring warlock system, in view of the powerful attack ability of [Thunder] thaumaturgy,
, Shade is very willing to let this spiritual rune be associated with several more magical arts. His energy is limited, so he must carefully consider what to choose.
After leaving the Black Raven Library, it was finally time for lunch. When Shade returned home, he saw Iluna who had changed into a blue dress, holding a handbag hanging in front of her body, in the St.
At the foot of the steps of No. 6 Derain Square, a somewhat anxious person was waiting for him.
After having lunch with little Mia and Iluna, the seventeen-year-old girl continued her mission in a good mood, visiting other theft victims in the university district. Shade returned home and presented himself to the Lakeview Manor for a banquet
Finally, Miss Sylvia sent a letter to his address and made an appointment with the Great Witch to discuss her thesis.
Because he wanted this letter to be sent today, Shade went to the post office to send an urgent letter. When he walked out of the post office, he stood at the door of the post office and looked at the street scene, thinking about where he was going:
"Go home and read Professor Manning's letters? Or go to the nearby Old John's Pawn Shop?"
Looking at the two different roads on the left and right, Shade chose to try his luck at the pawn shop.
In the sleepy afternoon, there were no customers at Old John's Pawn Shop. The owner of the shop was originally reading a book. When he saw Shade coming, he first raised his eyebrows and then signaled that he had something to talk to Shade.
"I'm not a rich man. I won't buy relics that look fancy but are actually useless."
Shade said immediately after walking in. The old man looked unhappy:
"Detective, let's see what you said. Am I that kind of profiteer? It's another matter. I have a commission here. Do you want to take it?"
"Commission? Is it stolen from you too?"
"What theft? Who dares to steal from me?"
The old man wearing glasses shook his head and glanced at the door of the store to make sure no one pushed the door open, then lowered his voice:
"It's not a personal commission from me, it's a commission from the monastery. Do you want to accept it? The reward is very good."
He tapped his finger on the counter table, causing the brass-colored metal-framed magnifying glass beside him to tremble.
"What do you need me to do? Father John, you know that there should be more local ring magicians who are better than me, right?"
Shade also became interested. He knew that Father John would occasionally seek help from familiar guests, but he didn't expect that this time it would be his turn.
"It is true that there are many better than you, but it is best to find a reliable person to do this."
The old man lowered his voice slightly:
"Do you know the Apna Library?"
Shade raised his eyebrows:
"Of course I know that a small ring magician organization has a very bad relationship with the three major colleges."
And he is suspected of possessing one-third of the stone tablets "containing knowledge that enhances time."
"The Priory has purchased a batch of materials from the Apna Library and will receive them on Saturday night. Detective, I would like to entrust you to help pick up the materials."
"The Priory is local, doesn't it have a lot of people?"
Shade asked in surprise, but Old John shook his head:
"Don't think that we are a very large organization. I think you know that we are actually a special academic group. Everyone else in Tobesk has something to do, or is not mature enough. Besides, we don't trust Apner Books.
It’s just like those people don’t trust us. I want to find a strong, trustworthy, and well-handled person to handle this matter, and I think you are a good fit.”
Shade smiled and shook his head:
"Dad, what is the truth?"
"Those middle-circle warlocks in the monastery are all involved. You are the only local person who knows our true identity. And Schneider praised you for being very capable in doing things, so I want you to go."
"Is that all?"
Shade asked again, and the old man coughed awkwardly:
"It's also because you came just when I wanted to find someone. Moreover, based on what I know about you, you are very obsessed with the house in Saint Teresa Square. I don't believe you would run away for a box of information.
"
Old John said, without waiting for Shade to refuse, he directly offered the price:
"For 25 pounds, you just need to pick up the goods and deliver them to me. If other unexpected situations arise along the way, I can add more money."
As he said that, he took out a handful of change from the biscuit box under the counter, counted it, transferred 3 pennies back, and handed the rest to Shade:
"I'll give you the full amount directly."
"So generous this time?"
Shade swept the change in front of him and counted it carefully. It turned out to be exactly 25 pounds, not more than a penny.
"Because this payment is made by the monastery, it can be reimbursed."
The old man said with a smile, knowing that Shade had already agreed.
"Then why did you give me change? Is this also out of caution?"
Shade raised his head and asked.
"No, I just saved too much change and I'm too lazy to change it in full."
The smile on his face made the wrinkles a little more obvious. Among all the old gentlemen Shade had seen in this era, Father John was the one with the youngest mentality.
With the arrival of Princess Margaret, the city of Tobesk in early winter became turbulent again. What happened at Lakeview Manor on Tuesday night, John's father obviously knew about it, but he did not want to spend more time with Shade.
Talk. On the contrary, he clearly knew the news that the Truth Society and the cultists they hired had come to this city, but he probably didn't want to tell the "chosen ones", so the old man didn't want to talk to Shade on this topic.
As for the box of information that Shade was entrusted to pick up on Saturday night, Shade inquired about the contents in a roundabout way, but John's father shook his head solemnly, indicating to Shade not to ask. His attitude gave Shade reason to be suspicious.
, [Apna Library], after sharing the fragments of the Psalms with the [Truth Society], sold those materials to the [Hermitage of Guiding Light].
But he didn't want to report it this time, at least he wanted to see the information before making a decision.
"I think I have reason to doubt whether the funds provided by the hermitage for this task are actually 25 pounds."
Shade put the change into his wallet. He usually didn't use a wallet and kept the change in his pocket. The wallet contained gun licenses and large bills, but Old John gave him too much change.
"Are you looking down on me too much? How could I be greedy for such funds?"
The old man snorted, and then asked suspiciously:
"I heard that you recently fell in love with a foreign princess. Why do you still care about a few pounds?"
"Who did you hear this rumor from?"
"It's what the newspapers say, and the down-and-out nobles who often come to me to pawn their family antiques also say the same thing."
"No, no, this is not the real situation. Princess Margaret and I have nothing to do with each other."
Old John smiled and did not continue to answer, and Shade didn't know whether he was making fun of himself or whether he really believed this rumor.
While the two were talking about something, Dr. Schneider actually came to the pawn shop to pick up the tinderbox-style alchemy item he had ordered from Old John.
The doctor was a little surprised to see Shade here and said hello. While John's father went to the second floor to pick up the goods, the doctor asked the young detective:
"Shade, do you want to go see a patient with me later? He's an interesting patient. Maybe you can help."
"What kind of mental illness is this and bulimia again?"
Shade was shocked.
"Oh, detective, don't scare me, of course not. This time it's persecution paranoia, and of course, there are other atypical symptoms."
The doctor shrugged his shoulders, because he was worried that Shade would not know this symptom, so he explained:
"The so-called persecution delusion is that you are always worried that someone wants to kill you. This is a patient from other places. I have been treating it for three weeks. It is effective so far, but the effect is not great. I am afraid that continued treatment will no longer be effective.
It’s very useful, so I’d like you to help me take a look at it from a detective’s point of view, maybe I can make other discoveries.”
Shade thought for a while:
"Will it take a long time?"
He also plans to go back and read Professor Manning's letters.
"Just an hour or two."
The doctor took out his pocket watch and took a look:
"But it's not in my clinic. The treatment location is at the Three Cats Hotel in the north of the city. The patient believes that the safest place is where he lives. Some time ago, I tried to persuade him to go to the pub opposite Ridwich Field for a chat.
, but he didn’t agree.”
"No problem, but are you sure this is really just an ordinary patient?"
Shade asked suspiciously, and the doctor nodded immediately:
"Of course, I have been undergoing treatment for three weeks and nothing has happened."
Shade then stopped asking. Although Dr. Schneider was very unlucky, not every patient would be involved in the occult or relics. If it only took him an hour or two to help the doctor, Shade would certainly not refuse.
.
Since there was nothing much to do in the afternoon, he decided to go with the doctor.
After bidding farewell to Old John, Shade and Dr. Schneider took a carriage to the Three Cats Hotel together. When they got off the carriage at Anthem Square, the doctor took the initiative to pay the fare. The patient with "persecution delusion" paid
The cost of diagnosis and treatment is extremely high, and the doctor invited Sha De to help this time.
As the largest public square in the North City slums, Anthem Square was still so lively on Friday afternoon. Just a few dozen meters away from the Three Cats Hotel, Shade and the doctor asked each other, "Do you need gold pounds to exchange for cash?"
Krona, the exchange rate is favorable. Are you interested in playing Rhodes at night? Do you have time to learn about the newly opened Pink Club? People came over, but they were all chased away by Dr. Schneider.
Dr. Schneider's patient, Mr. Jims, lives on the third floor of the Three Cats Hotel. He was originally unwilling to leave the room, but recently, probably because the treatment had some effect, he agreed to stay on the second floor of the Three Cats Hotel this time.