Chapter 486

Golovin pharmacist guild is also one of the largest guilds in the imperial capital. It is located in the best position of a bustling commercial street near Golovin hill. Three floors high and four shops facing the street prove how powerful the guild's financial resources and influence are.

Once.

When Loren arrived, there were only dark ruins and rubble, scattered houses damaged, soldiers of the garrison Corps blocking the streets, and members of the Holy Cross Church who were helping the victims deal with the "aftermath".

Because the place where the accident happened was a bustling commercial street and a pharmacist guild closely related to the upper echelons of the Empire, the garrison moved very quickly. The cases that occurred in the morning had been basically cooked by noon. If it weren't for the smell in the air and the blood on the ground, some people would mistakenly think that no one was injured or killed.

The collapsed ruins are piled up like a mountain. Only one side of the original bright and beautiful building is left with a burning remnant Huan and large characters smeared with blood.

Blood! Debt! Blood! Pay!

The dark haired wizard staring at the wall was silent.

Under the corner, there are several broken wands stacked. Lauren, who stepped forward, squatted down slowly, picked up one of them and gently knocked off the dust.

The fracture of the wand is rugged, which is obviously broken by external force; The staff body also has a thick layer of solidified liquid, mixed with red, smoke and many unknown substances.

This is not blood, coagulated plasma is not like this... It's oil.

It's the fat that muscles melt by fire.

Looking at the other wands in the corner... The expressionless Lauren probably counted them, almost twenty-five or six.

Every wizard, no matter what subject he specializes in, will get a magic wand as a gift from his mentor when he officially graduates, marking that he has become a qualified wizard from an apprentice.

A wand is a wizard.

The silent dark haired wizard took the wand into his arms.

"Loren, Loren, why are you here?!"

The black haired wizard turned to the other end of the ruins. Weber, a little priest covered with dust and sweat, was looking at him in shock, with a look of fear on his face.

"The Holy Cross is on... Didn't you go to visit master Lusaka? How did you come to the pharmacist guild?!" he hurriedly threw down a lot of files in his arms and hurried to the dark haired Wizard:

"Are you hurt? Is there anything wrong? Bless the Holy Cross. Fortunately, you are still alive... Come on, come on, I have a survivor!"

"Don't worry, I just came from the former chief justice..."

The black haired wizard first stopped several garrison soldiers running towards this side. Just as he comforted the little priest with a bitter smile on his face, he suddenly noticed something:

"Weber, how did you... Know I went to visit master Lusaka today?"

"Hmm? Lord Ayn Rand told me... I thought you already knew." some frightened little priests wiped the sweat on their foreheads and frowned: "Ayn Rand... And another younger grey haired gentleman visited seram in my church this morning... They didn't tell you?"

Mr. gray hair... Lucian?

Loren raised her eyebrows. It's reasonable for the little wizard to do so... Although it's only ten days, seram kovo was indeed her apprentice and it's normal to care about his health.

With Lucian, I don't need to worry about her safety

"Wait... How did you come to the pharmacist's guild?"

"Er... Well, it's for some very special reasons." the little priest's cheeks turned red and turned the topic away awkwardly: "so... Lauren, what are you going to do here?"

"In master lusack's case, I need members of the pharmacist guild to testify in court."

Lauren raised his eyebrows and turned his eyes to the blood words on the wall: "but now it seems... It should be impossible."

"At the time of the incident, the main members of the pharmacist guild had a meeting because of master lusack to discuss how to calm the increasingly unfavorable public opinion about them in the imperial capital."

The little priest sighed and shook his head compassionately: "because it was too early and the soldiers on patrol were on duty, it was not noticed until the explosion came... The blessing of the Holy Cross!"

"No survivors?"

"Lauren, i... I'm sorry," the little priest turned his head.

The dark haired wizard's eyes became cold and slowly clenched his fist.

Well done... How beautiful!

The top level of the pharmacist guild was taken away, and the remaining pharmacists in twos and threes must be in danger. It's good not to hide at home and not go out... No one will dare to testify for lusack kovo in court!

After all... Not everyone's surname is de sallion, which can make those guys who hide behind the scenes tied up and dare not be presumptuous easily.

"Let go, get rid of your dirty hands, why catch me?!"

"I'm a devout believer of the Holy Cross. I'm doing this for the Great Holy Cross to sweep away these damn garbage, scum and the devil who deserves to go to hell!"

"Do you know who those people are?! they are executioners and murderers whose hands are soaked with blood! They were the slaves of these demons who openly sacrificed the people of the Holy Cross to the devil!"

"If you dare to catch me, are you quite the running dog of the devil?"

The noise made Lauren look sideways, but the little priest beside him bowed his head in embarrassment and dared not look at him.

"I'll go and have a look."

"Lauren, don't be impulsive, we..." stretched out his hand to stop the little priest Weber of the black haired wizard, but he couldn't even touch his clothes, so he had to follow awkwardly.

The spitting young man unconsciously stopped in front of the black haired wizard and stared at him: "who are you?"

"Nothing, just suddenly curious about what you said." Lauren suddenly showed a "smile" on his face, but the young man couldn't help shivering:

"You just said... The top echelons of the pharmacist guild are all running dogs of the devil and sacrifice... Did I hear you right?"

"That's right!" the young man was stunned with yellow eyes and danced excitedly: "not only them, but also the wizards and alchemists who perform magic tricks... All are the running dogs of the devil and sacrifice the people of the Holy Cross to the devil... They all deserve to die and go to hell!"

"Sacrifice... This is a very serious crime. Do you have any evidence?"

"Of course! I was almost killed by them... If I hadn't drunk the potion they gave me..."

"How old are you?"

"Two, twenty... What's the matter?"

"Impossible."

"What, what is impossible?"

"I checked the file about the list of victims and survivors who died in the motion put forward by the pharmacist guild... It was almost ten years ago. None of the survivors was younger than 15 years old... Unfortunately."

"Well, that's what I remember wrong. Can't I remember wrong?" the crazy young man was furious and shouted at the top of his voice: "anyway, wizards don't have a good thing. All those who are involved with them are the slaves of the devil!"

"Really?" the black haired wizard pulled at the corners of his mouth, still unsmiling:

"Yellow eyes, exposed tendons in temples and neck, slight convulsions in facial muscles and limbs, dull skin color, serious hair loss, chapped corners of mouth..."

"What are you talking about?"

"Oh, and a slight stuttering." the expressionless Loren looked at the panicked youth: "these are very standard, with the side effects of long-term use of drugs harmful to addiction."

"By the way, I would like to remind you that the reason why those drugs are addictive is that, in addition to some special ingredients, they are void residues... That is, the 'devil's power' you refer to is too high, which will produce a very real illusion."

"And it's interesting... Few people know that if you take this medicine in large quantities for a long time, your body will eventually mutate... In short, you may wake up and find yourself a ghoul, or some kind of red haired monster with four hands and eight eyes!"

"Of course, as a devout believer of the Holy Cross, you don't have to worry about this. Goodbye."

In the frightened eyes of the young man, the "smiling" black haired wizard turned away without turning back his head behind his hands.

Until he went away, the young man suddenly became angry and waved his fists madly, so that the two guards had to do their best to hold him down.

"I see. You are also with those demons. You are also a wizard and the running dog of the devil!"

"Wait, it won't be long before the emperor has no place for you!"

"Long live the Holy Cross, long live your majesty! Long live justice --"

"Long live justice!"