7 o'clock in the evening.

Lakeside House No. 3-21.

The four mages entered the house together, while Roland was left in the yard. Nana stood behind Roland's body, with her hands wrapped around her chest, and was in a state of dismay.

In less than 10 seconds, a shocked and angry growl came from the wooden house: "The sacrifice array! It turns out to be the sacrifice array!"

Listening to voice is Howard, Director of the Instruction Department.

Roland was also shocked: "The sacrifice array actually appeared. This is a taboo dark spell. Things are so big."

For some reason, Roland suddenly remembered the words of the Night Demon Captain in class.

At that time, he said, "Doom is about to cover the academy and everyone will die." Did that guy know something? Or maybe it has something to do with him?

Before he could think too much, the old mage Howard had already walked out of the wooden house. His face was gloomy and his thick white beard shook, not knowing what he was thinking.

Behind him, the middle-level mage Ametheus also walked out. He was holding a blood-stained bed sheet in his hand, which was bulging in the sheet. Judging from the outline, it seemed like a human hand.

"Director, what should I do now?" Amitos leaned into Howard's ear and asked softly.

Howard looked up at the dark sky and was silent for more than ten seconds. He said, "Block the wooden house and block the news. What happened in the house must not be spread. Have you heard it?"

The old wizard's eyes swept over the faces of every academy guard, including Roland, who had been standing in the yard.

Under his gaze, everyone could only nod.

"Roland, you handled this very well. After the incident threat assessment report is released, the college will give you a reward based on the assessment level. By the end of the month, it will be distributed to you along with your salary."

"Thank you, Director."

Howard said again: "Also, this matter is beyond your ability, don't worry about it anymore. Until the matter is resolved, don't patrol and concentrate on receiving training from combat mages. Don't worry, the salary will be paid."

Roland was puzzled. He had seen the murderer, so how could he say he would just ignore him? Even if he didn't care, the murderer might not let him go.

"Master, why can't I participate?"

"Because you don't even know a formal spell, what if you meet a murderer? Do you want us to protect you?"

"But......"

"No, this is an order! And the only thing you can do is obey!" Howard glared at Roland, looking very stern.

Roland couldn't help but pondered for a few seconds and said, "Director, please allow me to report clues related to this murder case to you."

Howard's face was slightly slowed down and his brow raised: "Tell me."

Roland pointed to the passage outside the yard: "Before Mr. Ametheus arrived, a strange man ran towards the wooden house. He ignored my warning and tried to attack me. Perhaps, he felt Ametheus approaching, and at the last moment, he ran away."

The news is amazing.

The four academy guard wizards, including Howard, all took a breath and looked at each other. After a while, Ametheus spoke: "Director, even if this person is not the murderer, he must have a close relationship with the murderer."

Howard nodded: "What he said makes sense."

Roland seemed to think the news was not very exciting, so he continued: "Two days ago, I just entered the academy and looked for rent in this area. I happened to pass by here. At that time, I saw a man walking out of this wooden house. According to the victim's classmates, the victim has not appeared recently."

"Hiss~~~"

The mages sucked in cold air again.

According to Roland, two days ago, the man had just killed the victim and was encountered by Roland. In other words, at that time, Roland passed by the murderer.

Howard really took it: "Roland, now you tell us all the suspicious clues you have, and don't miss them."

Roland nodded. He started with renting a house three days ago, talking about the dark shadows and mysterious footprints by the lake, as well as the women's short boots found at noon today. Finally, he repeated the words of the red-haired girl.

After retelling, Roland said in a voice: "If the women's short boots found by the lake do belong to the victim Tiya, then the figure I saw by the lake the night before yesterday was most likely the murderer who was throwing the body!"

Howard frowned and pondered. After a while, he asked, "You said you've seen the man's face, can you draw his face and body characteristics?"

"No problem." As a master of sculptor, Roland has excellent talent in composition, so drawing a human face is not difficult.

He did it as soon as he said, took out the notebook and pen from his bag, and quickly outlined it on the paper.

A few minutes later, he finished painting. Due to his reply skills, his face was a bit rough, but his charm had already been revealed.

He tore the drawing paper off the notebook and handed it to Howard: "Director, his face looks like this, he is about 1.7 meters tall, and he is neither fat nor thin."

Howard took the drawing paper and looked at it carefully. The more he looked, his brows became tighter. Finally, he shook his head: "This drawing paper may be useless."

"Well, why?" Roland was puzzled. As far as he knew, there were only more than 2,000 residents in the academy. With portraits, they looked for more than 2,000 people. Are you still afraid that you won't be able to find anyone?

Howard smiled bitterly and handed the drawing paper to Ametheus beside him: "Look at this face carefully."

Amites took the drawing paper and looked at it carefully. After about three or four minutes, he shook his head and handed the drawing paper back to Roland: "The director is right, it is really useless. Because this is a mask obtained after using the 'Milkai Illusion'."

"Mask? How is it possible?"

Roland took the drawing paper and found it incredible. If it was a hallucination technique, then he passed by the murderer. At such a close distance, he could not have noticed the fluctuations of the spells on the other party?

Unless, that man's magic skills are far superior to Roland.

Howard began to issue an expulsion order, and he pointed to Nana and said, "Okay, Roland, you have done well enough. Look at the girl around you, her spirit is about to collapse. Don't let her continue to torture here, send her back."

Roland looked at Nana and saw that her body was shaking violently, her face was as pale as paper, and even her eyes were a little distracted. This state was even more terrifying than that night.

He had no choice but to pat Nana on the shoulder: "Let's go, I'll take you back."

Nana nodded slightly and followed Roland.

When Roland walked out of the yard, Howard's voice came from behind him: "Roland, let this girl take care of her mouth. I don't want the news here to spread all over the academy because it will cause unnecessary panic."

"I remember, Director."

According to his original intention, he wanted to stay and find the murderer together, but Howard was a high-level wizard and the director of the teaching department of the academy. Roland could not disobey his will.

After taking Nana back to her residence, Nana refused to go back to the second floor. There was no choice but to let her sit on the leather chair in the living room, take out the oatmeal bread, goat milk, and some bacon jerky prepared by Lily for him.

"Let's eat together, just treat it as dinner."

Roland chewed bread on his own. He was really not good at taking care of others, nor was he able to comfort others. The few love words he said to Lily before were probably the pinnacle of his eloquence in life.

After eating a few breads and chewing a few pieces of dried bacon, seeing Nana still sitting there motionless, he couldn't help saying, "Nana, isn't it just a murderer? Is it necessary to be so scared?"

They are all mages and combat mages. They will go to the battlefield in half a year, and there are all murderers on the battlefield. With Nana's courage, aren't they scared to death on the spot?!

Nana's eyes rolled down and looked at Roland firmly: "No, that's not a simple murderer. He not only kills people, but also sacrifices his soul. You have heard it just now. There is a sacrifice array in the room. The girl named Tiya, whose soul has been sacrificed!"

Roland took a sip of goat milk, but still wondered: "Well~ Just sacrifice. It's just a different way of death. Is there anything worth being particularly afraid of?"

"No, this is different. If I had not been sacrificed, my soul should enter the kingdom of Goddess of Life and gain eternal life."

"..." Roland retorted speechlessly.

On Earth, he was an atheist and never cared about where a person's soul went after death. For Roland, living well and doing what he had at hand was the right way, rather than wasting time on inexplicable fears.

Seeing that Nana still looked scared, he was too lazy to say anything, so he threw her an oatmeal bread: "We are fighting mages. If that murderer dares to come and cause trouble, he will be beaten to death!"

"Beat to death? I can't do it. I can't even have an attack spell at the moment." Nana took the bread and bit her little bit.

"I can. I learned the Ayron Shocking Technique." Roland smiled.

"Ailon impact technique?!How is it possible? By the way, is the spell you used to scare away the murderer just now? Is it the Ailon impact technique?" Nana asked with wide eyes.

Of course Roland wouldn't say it was a fire jet, he nodded vaguely: "Well~yes."

In order to prove himself, he took out the spell book from his skin pocket, looked at Nana, confirmed it, and then used the spell again

The book put back into the bag: "Don't worry now. Ayron's impact technique is very powerful. No matter who it is, as long as you get hit this spell, you will be disabled even if you don't die."

Nana believed it, but then she thought about it and felt something was wrong: "You should have bought this magic book for not long, right? I remember that Ayron Shock is a phlogiston spell, which is very difficult to learn, let alone master it proficiently. How could you learn so quickly?"

Roland smiled mysteriously: "Is it difficult? It's just a low-level spell. How difficult can it be?"

Seeing Nana's expression incredible look, Roland didn't explain much. He pushed the small amount of jerky left on the table in front of Nana: "Here, the snacks my wife has made for me, you can taste them, they taste very good."

Nana looked at the dried bacon, picked it up and took it lightly, then put it back and said, "It's too salty and doesn't suit my taste. You can eat it yourself."

"Then you have no blessings~"

Roland was very regretful. He ate all the jelly bacon, then got up and walked towards the study: "Nana, I'm going to read the book now. If you feel scared, stay in the living room first. Let's talk about it when Trunks comes back."

Seeing that Roland was about to leave, Nana immediately stood up: "Can I go to the study and sit in the study? I'm scared to stay alone in the living room."

"Okay, but I'm very focused when reading and don't like chatting."

"I don't like it either. Don't worry, I won't bother you."

Roland walked into the study and picked up the spell book of Ayron's impact technique. On the surface, he was fascinated by the eyes, but in fact

On the other hand, his consciousness had been immersed in the thinking laboratory and began to practice this new spell.

What happened today made Roland feel a strong sense of crisis in his heart.
Chapter completed!