The moon shadow was dim, and the road outside Katris was silent.

Walking out from the main entrance of Katris College, you can see the regular station with license plates in just a few steps. There are three regular buses on every day during the day to use this place as the terminal station. Many students who use regular buses as a means of learning will gather here, making it very lively.

But now it's late at night, and regular buses without guests are about to be stopped. Curt was sitting in the last seat of the last bus and began to recall the information provided by Hepburn in his mind.

When Hepburn joined the club, it was a period when the research of the club members was in a bottleneck. He usually needed to help seniors who loved to study ancient magic under instructions. They usually asked him to do simple but troublesome jobs such as crushing experimental materials or cleaning flasks.

Sometimes the seniors in the club would hand him a bottle of unknown potions that had been prepared before they were prepared and asked him to try to drink them. These potions had been experimented with mice before they were given to him, so naturally they would not be too serious. At most, they would make him feel vomited.

Hepburn was not very clear about the concept of the so-called ancient spells. He just thought the behavior of these seniors was a bit strange. Because the benefits were good, and the predecessors did ensure his safety as agreed in advance, he did not doubt the problem with the club's proposal to explore the purpose of ancient spells.

This situation lasted for a long time, and the research of the seniors had almost no change from when he came, and the entire community was shrouded in an anxious atmosphere.

On that day, after Danfoss came back from outside, he suddenly hurriedly summoned all members of the club and asked them to hold a meeting at the event venue.

At the meeting, Danfoss claimed that he had discovered several research materials on ancient spell casting, one of which seemed to record some very profound spells.

When he entered the club, Danfoss took good care of Hepburn in many aspects. In Hepburn's impression, Danfoss has always been a calm and gentle person. But that day, he seemed to have changed his own person, with unprecedented fanaticism in his eyes, standing in the center of the venue, talking with pride and politeness.

Hepburn still remembers what he said at that time: "My dear members, you all know the purpose of our club. But we have not achieved much results for so long, and we are often ridiculed by those ignorant people - but please believe me, this situation will be broken soon!"

Then he took out a book carefully wrapped in black leather. This book looked a bit old, except for the cover, which was more or less stained. One thing impressed Hepburn - this book had no decorations, but a dark blue eye-like pattern was printed on the cover.

"Look at this, this is the manuscript I had the honor to find in a bunch of documents to be processed." He seemed very excited and showed the page of the notebook casually. "What is recorded on this is undoubtedly the content of ancient spells. These powers that can be exercised without magic tools are the symbols of the honor of the spell."

After saying that, he took off the magic tool he had been wearing. He began to recite wonderful syllables as if he was about to show his power to his companions present. Soon, as he recited in a low voice, a ball of spheres shining with sky blue light appeared in the venue.

The seniors around him also exclaimed in admiration when they looked at the ball, and Hepburn was even more shocked - Danfoss successfully casted the spell without using magic tools. He didn't know how to describe the nature of the ball, and he was sure that this was not any kind of spell he had seen.

Next, Danfoss operated the ball as he wanted. Under his instructions, the ball floated around and made several difficult flight actions from time to time. Finally, when the ball flew to the top of the venue, Danfoss waved his hand gently, and the ball broke open, and the blue wrapped inside - it was a gas-like substance - suddenly ejected from it and covered the ceiling of the venue, and then gradually solidified into a wonderful shape.

"This is the simplest spell. As you can see, I successfully cast it without using magic tools." He clapped his hands and signaled the members to focus on him. "There are more and more profound knowledge in this manuscript waiting for us to discover."

"Believe me, my friends! We are about to embark on the road of glory!"

His incitement was very successful. Hepburn, who was still unclear about the situation, did not cheer, and the other seniors seemed to be happy.

From that day on, the apprentices of the club immediately began to study the "Ancient Magic" recorded in the manuscript of unknown origin under the guidance of Danfoss. With this information, their research found a direction and made progress every day.

The experiment that day was conducted according to a "strengthening personal mana capacity" ceremony in that notebook. Danfoss and others claimed that through this ceremony, Hepburn could have stronger spell casting ability. But he didn't know what went wrong in the middle, and the result was a mess.

Dark blue eye-like pattern...

Curt searched for information related to this keyword in his mind, but he had no idea that it might be related to it. In the past so long, he had never seen any organization or individual who mastered ancient spell casting use this symbol as his symbol.

"It may be an emerging organization, or it may be an old bone for changing flags." After Oscar and Hepburn left, Liqi took the handwritten sketches drawn by Hepburn based on his impression and analyzed them. "The worst possibility is the fanatics who infiltrated the mad countries in the uncivilized areas."

As Liqi said, if the enemy is really the madman of those uncivilized countries, then they will undoubtedly face the worst situation. The last world-scale war basically determined the distribution of power in major countries, and also allowed most regions to embark on the process of civilized development.

However, in some areas, there are still areas that adhere to what they call "tradition". They are unwilling to contact any emerging technology, nor are they willing to let their residents contact the outside world. Some even denounce the missions that various countries go to exchange as evil demons.

Most of these countries are controlled by those who master spells, so most of them are unwilling to introduce the technology of magic tools. There is no doubt that in these areas where modern spells are not popularized, ancient spells with their own style are naturally used.

From the fragmented intelligence analysis revealed by Hepburn, the spells they had previously experimented with were incredibly chaotic in terms of style. Liqi saw at least the characteristics of spells belonging to four different regions, and they were mixed in disorganized in the same manuscript, which was really unimaginable.

"Anyway, it's not normal for an ordinary magician apprentice to get such a notebook." She murmured, trying to create the methods Hepburn provided to drive the spells they had tried, "and the timing was unexpectedly coincidental, and I don't believe you said there was no one behind you."

Squeak-

As Curt's attention was deep in thinking, the regular car suddenly stopped the car, and a sharp sound of sharpness that penetrated his eardrum brought him back to reality.

"What's wrong?"

He stood up and walked to the driver to ask him.

The driver was a young man in his twenties and still had a little youthful appearance. Maybe he had just entered the regular driver's business and was nervous when he drove the last bus. When Curt got on the bus at the Cartris Academy station, he was so scared that he almost jumped up by Curt's dress and look.

"Scared! No, don't scare me..." Maybe his sudden appearance scared him again. The driver took a breath and waited for him to stabilize his emotions for a while before he stammering, "You, look... Is there someone lying on the street light in front?"

Why have you met so many timid guys these days?

Curt complained in his heart, looking at the point where his trembling fingertips pointed. The street light standing next to the road seemed to have something wrong, and the light flashed. Outside the unclear dim aperture, it was indeed as the driver said that there was a black shadow with a human outline lying there.

It wasn't a passerby who was robbed by a robber, right? As soon as he thought of this, Curt planned to get off the car and check it out.

"The situation is a bit strange, I'll go down and take a look first." He said to the driver. "You'll wait in the car before I come back, remember to close the door."

He knew that if the driver who was terrified when walking at night got out of the car and checked, he would definitely not do it. Instead of letting him go down and investigate with him, it would be better to let him hide in the car. In order to protect passengers under the minions of monsters, regular cars driving in the suburbs were equipped with thick enough defensive armor. These armors could withstand high-intensity impacts and resist the attacks of most monsters.

Fishy smell.

This is the most obvious impression that the outside air gave Curt.

He can't be more familiar with this smell. Whether it's when Liqi pretends to be dead or when she needs to fight, he can always smell this smell. But there is only one person in front of him who is lying at a distance. How could such a obvious smell of blood be emitted in the air?

There was only the woods hidden in the night around him, and there was no suspicion at all. He hurried to the dark shadow who had fallen to the ground, trying to find out.

The black shadow was probably a corpse, and it was also a source of disgusting stench that spread around. The closer it was to it, the more obvious the fishy smell in the air. Many dirty flying insects attracted by the smell of blood flapped their wings, and the disturbing buzzing sound filled Curt's ears.

It doesn't look like being in the wilderness in summer, it's simply being in a slaughterhouse.

With the flashing lights, Curt saw his full picture - this was just a piece of meat that barely had a human shape.
Chapter completed!