Wizard From Afar

After a day’s walk north of Wimpal Academy, there is a small place called Ancient Wood Town.

Although that is said, this village looks far better than Wild Dog Village. Whether it is the low stone walls, the gravel roads at your feet, or the smoke wafting over the villages and towns, everything looks so vibrant, peaceful and harmonious.

Leading the old horse, Loren looked at the surroundings while passing through the gates of the villages-vendors pushing wheelbarrows or carrying bags, farmers wearing short shirts and straw hats... The hustle and bustle of the crowd was mixed with the sound of jumping, but it made Loren feel an extraordinarily comfortable.

This is the breath of life. Compared to the quiet and silent Wimpal Academy, it is more like an incomparable gigantic prison, which makes it difficult to breathe. It even reminds Loren of the days when he wandered with Old Knight Leonardo in the past.

But now he is no longer his original self. The blood-stained robe has been replaced by a wizard robe with a hood, but underneath the robe is not a light uniform, but a studded suit. leather armor. There is also a Knight long sword hung on the side of the saddle, so it looks no different from the original.

Although the town looks quite exquisite, it is actually not as spacious as imagined. Just before reaching the center of the village, Loren found the destination of this visit, led the old horse moved towards the door of the church, took off his hood in the puzzled eyes of the priest outside the door, showing a touch of kindness. Smile.

"Excuse me, is Father Anthony here?"

............"Damn, why did your broken Academy only think of sending someone now?!"

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In the exquisite small living room, Father Anthony, dressed in a golden red priest costume and a Holy Cross necklace hanging around his neck, shouted loudly, looking at Loren as if he was looking at a certain Stinking Insect: " It’s almost a week now, are you planning to wait until we are all eaten by ghoul to take care of the funeral?!"

"Sorry." Loren's face still has a formulaic smile: "We too I just got the news, so..."

"Sorry? Except for sorry, you wizards will only shirk responsibility!" Father Anthony still spit the stars and shouted loudly, the gold-plated necklace on his neck swaying back and forth. "It's all your fault. These ghouls were all recruited by your broken Academy!"

"Now that group of damn monsters have killed six people, and one is Holy Cross Church’s priest, this kind of profanity monster should never be here! If you can’t solve it, I’ll report to the bishop and let the Lord Duke tear down your broken Academy!"

"You are welcome Don’t have to worry about this.” Loren wiped off the star of saliva on his face and smiled and looked directly into the other’s eyes: “Since the Academy has sent me, then I will definitely solve this problem. Report this small problem to me. Lord Bishop, even disturbing the Duke is unnecessary."

"So, can you start the investigation now?"

"Crazy, arrogant!" Coldly snorted Father Anthony was scared by the dark eyes looking directly at him and took a half step back. He turned around and waved his hand impatiently: "Draco, take this damn madman out, don’t let him appear in such a holy place. Place!"

"Yes, Father Anthony." The priest who had just brought Loren in bowed respectfully and opened the door. Loren, who was beside him, gave a wink, and the two left the priest together. Small living room.

"I'm so sorry." Almost as soon as he left the house, the priest named Draco immediately apologized to Loren and said, "I hope you don't mind too much. Father Anthony is not like this normally. Yes, it’s just that this time things are too tricky, and he is helpless."

"It’s nothing." Loren laughed indifferently-he had known before that people in these churches were impossible to do. Give a wizard apprentice a good face, so it is still expected.

"But then again, are you really an apprentice of Wimpal Academy?" Priest Draco was frowned, but quickly explained: "Please don't get me wrong, I just don't remember hearing about you His name."

"Nothing, I just became an apprentice not long ago. You would suspect it is normal." Waved his hand, Loren returned to the subject: "Where are the dead?"

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"...In the morgue of the church, you will be buried after the purification is completed." priest sighed: "Please come with me, otherwise the guards of the church will not let you in."

"Thank you so much."

Following Priest Draco, after the other side sent off the two guards, the two walked into the cold room together. There are six unclosed coffins in the long and narrow morgue, all covered with a layer of white linen.

Loren stepped forward and opened one of them at random. The dark pupils shrank suddenly—the only thing in the coffin was the broken arm and calf that smelled like a corpse, cross section The location is completely rotten.

Obviously, I don't need to ask where the remaining corpses are going. Loren lifts the head looked towards priest: "Are all the corpses like this?"

Priest Draco's difficult nodded, blue face was obviously to curb the urge to vomit: "Some are hands and feet , And some are...other parts."

So when these corpses were found, they were almost "enjoyed" by the ghouls. This is not surprising, this kind of scavenging monster will certainly not waste any food delivered to the mouth.

But the problem is also here. Normal ghoul will not actively attack living creatures unless the other party actively attacks them. But how many fools will be okay to provoke these monsters?

Of course, there are more questions than these-according to Loren's knowledge about ghoul, this kind of monster basically only appears in places where there are piles of carrion, which is generally the Chaotic Burial Mound in the wilderness. Or in areas where the plague war has just broken out, any densely populated villages and towns are impossible targets.

So either this group of ghouls has undergone a mutation and is affected and started attacking living people; or someone deliberately attracted them here to kill the intended target.

But no matter what kind, the evidence before them is too little, almost infinitely close to zero-if the corpses are still intact, or if there are any witnesses, it might be better. But now all clues have been completely wiped out by the ghouls.

"We didn't even find all the corpses. Didn't their family come to protest?"

"Of course...so we just told them that these corpses have been contaminated by Evil Power "Priest Draco smiled bitterly, somewhat unbearable: "After that, we will cremate the body and bury it in the village cemetery behind the church-I know this is cruel, but I don’t let them know the truth, maybe it’s the opposite. Better."

Loren nodded, to show understanding. I covered the white linen cloth back: "At least don't cremate the body right now, maybe there is some remaining evidence that can help us find those ghouls."

"In addition, I need to know about these six The identity of the victims and when they were killed-the more clues, the easier it will be to find out."

"Well, I will help you as much as possible." Priest Draco solemnly Nodded: "In any case, please find those ghouls as soon as possible, and then destroy them. Don't let more innocent villagers live in the shadow of these monsters."

"I will do my best Yes." Loren nodded, leaving the foul-smelling morgue behind Priest Draco, his dark eyes flickering back and forth, recalling what Dalton Kander had said before.

"...Father Anthony of Ancient Wood Town is one of the Holy Cross priests who resist and hate the wizard the most, so he must not leave him any Academy handles to resolve this matter as soon as possible.

In addition, I suspect that this incident was not an accident, but someone deliberately did it. Maybe it was to dampen the reputation of the Academy, maybe not. Anyway, find out the truth."