Under the pale and weak light of the street lights, several people gathered on the grass next to the art building.

The guards in tiny uniforms, led by a tall man, reported the results of the investigation before his arrival to Cruz François. However, before their arrival, part of the scene was damaged by students close to them, and they did not seem to have received much valuable information.

This conclusion made Cruz François not very satisfied. He frowned and waved his hand, allowing the guard who had finished the report to return to his post to continue the investigation. He himself patrolled the scene back and forth within the area surrounded by obstacles with several people who accompanied him.

On the other side of the road, Curt, who was slowly approaching, was naturally found in charge of the guards.

"Stop, who are you?"

The middle-aged man in his thirties was called by a middle-aged man. He stood straight under the street lights, letting the white light shine on his side face without facial expression. Although he was not armed from the outside, his standing posture gave people the impression that he could not miss.

"I'm just a parent of an apprentice in your academy." Curt stood at the guard's request, with a somewhat lazy expression, "Can you ask you to send a person in charge to tell me what's going on here? The flash just now can be seen clearly outside the school gate."

When he said this, he could clearly feel the guard watching himself with a distrustful gaze. His gaze swept from his face to the box he was carrying, especially on it for a while. But Curt's face kept a steady smile.

However, the guard obviously didn't believe Curt's words. He called his companions beside him to watch Curt and took out a notebook to record something.

"Parent? Can you please explain which apprentice's parent is? We may need some time to verify... and the box you are holding. Can you open it if it is convenient to let us check the contents? Of course, this is just a routine matter and we will not detain any property of ordinary citizens."

His suspicion was completely uncovered. After Curt finished talking about his identity, he rushed to ask down. There was still a tendency to take him away from his inquiry. Curt dared to say that if he refused the so-called "routine business", he would definitely be taken away on the grounds of suspicious identity.

But that's enough.

The sound of a calm night can be conveyed very clearly. The distance between here and Cruz François is only a few dozen steps. This little bit of commotion can attract the attention of those people, and in this way, the person who rescues him will soon be delivered to the door.

"Mr. Leinster, why are you still in the academy at this time?"

Sure enough, after Taturis, who was standing not far away, found the little commotion here, whispered a few words to Cruise François beside him and hurried over. When he saw that it was Curt who was called by the guards to ask, his doubts were almost beyond words.

"I was already ready to leave, but when I was about to take the regular bus, I suddenly saw an unnatural flash in this direction, so I had to come and take a look." Curt looked at Taturis, who looked puzzled, and pretended to be serious and said, "You must know that my Liqi has always been weak and sick. Now I am asking her to board in the dormitory area of ​​the college. If something happens to make her old illness relapse."

This sentence is not entirely a lie - it would be better to say that except for the second half of the motivation, all the rest are big truths. After sending Oscar back to the dormitory, he was indeed preparing to go back, but when he saw the regular cars coming towards the platform, a ray of light suddenly popped up in this direction. He felt that something had happened, he decisively gave up the last regular cars and rushed to the direction where the bright light came.

After a little while watching the fun and nonsense with Li Qi, who is the culprit, the so-called "facts" he advocates are indeed inseparable from the truth.

Taturis didn't think much, so he nodded heavily: "Ahh, I can understand your thoughts. Although it did not cause serious damage, it was an accident next to the person closest to him. I think this is the thing that people who often need to be on the battlefield are most reluctant to see."

The man's strong body was paired with a low voice, and his regular words and deeds made people feel like a veteran. If he was not wearing a formal outfit that outlined his muscle curves, but instead put on a military uniform of a military magician with the army, then these words would be even more appropriate.

"Director Taturis... do you know this gentleman?"

Seeing Taturis, who was a senior member of the academy, chatting with Curt naturally. The guard who was interrogating Curt, a suspicious person, was immediately confused. He stood beside Taturis and whispered, and signaled him to look at the box in Curt's hand.

Taturis had obviously noticed the box held by Curt, but he didn't say anything, but turned his head to introduce Curt's identity to the guard: "Well, this gentleman is Curt Ryanster, a mercenary under the Mercenary Management Office, not a suspicious person."

After listening to the introduction of Taturis, the guard still did not trust Curt very much. He narrowed his eyes and observed the young man who looked sick but calmly in front of him. But seeing the boss' expression on his face that he didn't want him to delve too much, he could only retreat without saying a word.

"I can show you if you are interested." Curt handed the white box to Taturis, "I think you should have heard about the things that happened in the past few days, right? This box contains a sample of the mercenary management office that Grosted of the Guards."

Katris Academy is the upper level of the talent dispatch agency. Asquis, professional sorcerers registered in the talent dispatch are basically graduates or close friends of Katris Academy. Just as the mercenary management office, one of the eyes and ears of the government, will collect information provided by mercenaries, the information collected by the talent dispatch agency during its work will eventually be summarized into the hands of the managers at the upper level of the academy.

After destroying the over-inflated monster that night, the remaining fragments were divided into several parts by the guard team. In addition to the "unresolved toxin" box that was directly requested from Grosted, the box containing the samples, which was given to the mercenary management office by the guard team as a joint investigation intelligence sharing. Asquith, who also participated in the investigation, would naturally have the same sample box in his hands.

Although Asquith, a dressed sissy dressed in a fancy manner, he still obeys the command of the upper-level managers of the talent dispatch agency. The samples handed over to him should have been passed on to the upper-level college responsible for managing talent dispatch.

Although in addition to the samples, there are several "antigens" prepared by Liqi, he only needs to let Taturis, who has probably seen those samples, know that the box is full of samples that emit a suffocating odor.

Sure enough, Taturis frowned when he heard the section "heard from Asquith" from Curt's mouth. After hearing that these were "a little sample Grosted gave to the Mercenary Management Office", his expression stiffened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"No, no, don't open it here... I don't want to smell that damn smell once." His face was full of unwillingness to mention it again, and he shook his hand and said in a disgusting tone, "To be honest, don't remind me of those damn 'samples' again... That is definitely the most evil necromancer product I have ever seen, and all parts are created to make people unhappy."

Curt did not forget how terrible the stench that was enough to make people feel psychologically shady - just the extent to which many people smelled a little floating in the air while fighting monsters, let alone Taturis, who had investigated the samples at close range.

He chuckled twice and put the box back in its original place: "I think so, the smell of writing 'sample' is really unforgettable. The analysts from the Mercenary Management Office almost fainted. As expected, half-baked ones just can't do it. Analyzing these spell creations must rely on professional spells."

Then he changed his mind and pointed to the land near the Art Building and said, "So what's going on here... I think you, as professionals, should have a conclusion?"

I didn't look closely when I got blocked by the crowd. After getting close, Curt found that the grass was damaged quite seriously. As the spreading explosion storm storm was uprooted, and a "trench" that was flooded to my ankles was even dug out by impact on the attack track.

Even if the spell released by Liqi was not for the purpose of attack, based on the degree of damage left at the scene... If someone was standing in the direction of the torrent at that time, he might have been pushed about ten meters away like the vegetation that stayed on this line.

Curt's inquiry made him look embarrassed, and his eyes were vaguely looking for excuses: "No, this... we are still investigating, because the information we collected is not very sufficient... The traces of spell weaving and the traits shown by the effects are not very close. So, if there is any progress in recent days, I will tell you the result in a private identity, so today..."

"No, I think there is no need for this for the time being." Curt suddenly laughed, "Did you think? Lord 'Twelve Directions' who has been listening to us."

When Taturis came, he felt the air around him change abnormally. They seemed to be manipulated by some special technique and began to flow around him in a wonderful way, conveying the information here to somewhere in the distance.
Chapter completed!