A large number of spell collisions and strange and harsh sounds came from behind.

People walked out of the houses on the surrounding streets in groups, looking at the direction of the Polso Tower in the center of the kingdom with worries.

No one told them what happened, but in various ways, the people who did not participate in the King's speech had already known that all the people under the Tower of Porso had disappeared.

Therefore, what happened there touched the heartstrings of countless people-

Basically, every family in this city has members to listen to the king's speech, that is, if these tens of thousands of people do not return, the entire city will be completely shrouded in tragedy.

However, who could have thought that the person who controls their relatives was passing by them at this moment?

Walking on the edge of the street, with hands in the pockets of the coat, feeling the strong stinging pain of his right hand and the feeling that it seemed like burning the soul, Charles' eyelids could not stop beating.

It was actually not easy to force the devil's hand while he was unprepared. Because the black flames burning on his hand had not stopped burning.

It seemed that Charles snatched it smoothly. However, this was like taking a chestnut from the fire at that time.

The consequence was that his right hand was quickly shriveled and black, and at this moment he had almost turned into a mummy skin and bones.

only……

After feeling the large amount of warm currents that were constantly blending into his body and flowing toward his right hand, Charles was not too worried about it.

Under this uninterrupted "treatment", the pain in his hand hidden in his pocket was constantly easing. Although it was not very fast, it would probably take less than a few hours to fully recover.

Relying on his own fear of spell tracking and prophecy effects, he is not afraid that someone will notice that this is done by himself.

"Leilde Morton."

Muting this name, Charles paid a high price to call a carriage that was originally watching the fun and headed towards the Corranston Manor.

The purpose of his trip was to catch the necromancer named Robson, so as to obtain the third level or above spell information of the necromancer from him, and to understand Anne's problem.

Now the goal has been achieved successfully, not only him, but also "accompanies" a unique treasure and "meat tickets" of no less than 10,000 people.

The specific numbers are not clear, and he has not counted them. He actually does not intend to "swallow" those people, but decides to find an opportunity to let go-away-

But it won't be all, it won't be now.

At this moment, the holy wonder thing that seemed to be similar to a golden bracelet was lying quietly in the snow and ice of another world.

If possible, Charles actually wanted to go in and study that thing now.

But it was night now, and if he went in, he could not heal his wounds, so he had to give up.

As for researching it out, it is even more impossible. The holy wonders are constantly radiating unique light, which is more conspicuous. Moreover, Charles does not believe that this kind of treasure church has no means of tracking.

But Charles had no need to worry about it, after all, the things had been obtained. Just take the rest of the things slowly, and there was no need to do it immediately.

...

The carriage staggered towards the manor not far away, and the coachman complained about his luck and his family.

Because they all need workmanship, no one goes to join in the fun, and no one goes missing.

However, the coachman is not sure what the specific situation is. The church does not seem to know how to explain it.

Shire naturally had his left ear in and right ear out of this. His main thoughts were now gathering on his current abilities.

"That sickle... or weapon seems to cause a lot of pain. If you are caught off guard, it should have a miraculous effect. It just doesn't play a decisive role in targets that are stronger than my spirit."

...

"Telection is much more convenient than before, it only requires soul storage. However... although it consumes a lot of evil power, if you remember correctly, I still have more than 100,000 in stock in the ice and fire... Let's talk about it, it consumes very little, and there is no need to move those."

...

"With the Eye of Destiny, it is very convenient for me to cast curses, even without my knowledge. If I have time, I would better learn all the mad dog curses and sleeping curses that can be learned at the second level."

...

"New talents can be resurrected, but only for the soul, and the question is, can I maintain the strength of my current spirit body after resurrection?

Or start over from scratch?”

Shire pondered, this was completely unknown to him, just as he had the same ability as the fire that seemed to be immortal.

It sounds awesome, but he can't try this ability at all.

It's helpless.

Shaking his head and feeling the feeling that had already been relieved by his hands, Charles pursed his lips slightly.

The carriage finally arrived at the manor. After returning, Charles found that there were a group of young people in slightly messy clothes sitting around and whispering to each other.

Shire knew these people because he had met once, and they were the friends of his cheap brother Alan.

Allen, after seeing Charles come back, they saluted one after another, and a red-haired girl suddenly stood up and walked over quickly: "Did you go to Piazza Porso? Do you know what's going on there?"

This person's tone was stiff and spoke very quickly, but his red eyes and identity had already shown her mood at the moment.

Although the church's holy objects enveloped all witnesses in the square, there were still people who watched from a distance to know what was going on there.

Obviously, the assassination of the old king has been heard by the royal princess in front of her.

"I didn't go, sorry," Shire replied, then nodded to Alan not far away, and stepped upstairs.

Looking at his back, the red-haired girl bit her lip and sat back anxiously, so the people around her began to whisper to comfort her again.

But they were all confused about this. How much effect can they have when comforting them?

The king died, and a large number of citizens, including many senior officials and important figures, disappeared. The matter has just happened and it is still impossible to see that, but in fact, the country is destined to be in chaos.

...

Shire did not return to the bedroom smoothly, but was stopped by the old butler at the entrance of the stairs on the second floor.

"This is a letter from the master."

Facing Charles' inquiring gaze, he whispered: "The master also said, don't forget what you said in the room that day."

After he said that, he sighed with a complicated expression, and then turned around and left.

Watching his back disappear from his sight, Charles frowned and then took the letter apart.

He had already expected this, and so was the case.

The letter reads the account and withdrawal code of Earl Corinthon's Obsidian Bank in Chauvin, as well as some other wealth scattered, and the overall number is huge.

Apart from that, he left no words, but this letter obviously belonged to a farewell letter.

"Leilde Morton..."

Charle murmured this name again.

This is the name of the demon who was cut by him.

The situation was urgent at the time, so of course he could not pay attention to this, but afterwards, Charles learned this information from the place where a wisp of soul was cut off from his weapon.

And the man named Lild Morton, if I remember correctly, was the vulgar red-nosed mayor he met in the town of Aunt Castle when he was in Peeta City!

Shire remembers this clearly because the one who once taught him three flame magics.
Chapter completed!