This wizard only wants to take students.

Chapter 262 Afterwards
"...Bishop, this is roughly what happened this time." Marquis Mondok covered his head with his hands, his voice a little hoarse.

"Then did you feel anything unusual? What about Duke Mentel?" Bishop Waona frowned and subconsciously clenched the six-sided holy emblem representing the Temple of Awakening in his right hand.

"Abnormal? Well, I seem to have lost some of my memory..." The expression of Marquis Mondok suddenly became somewhat painful. He gripped his head tighter with both hands and even pulled out several strands of his hair.

"I... I can't remember, I can't remember!" Marquis Mondok's expression became very distorted, he became very excited, even looked a little crazy.

boom--

Black scales appeared on Marquis Mondok's right hand, and his fingers became more curved and sharp. At this time, his right hand turned into the claws of some special dragon beast, which were sharp and had some special additional effects similar to corrosion or darkness.

At this time, Marquis Mondok had a crazy expression on his face. He waved his right hand, which had turned into a dragon claw, and grabbed Bishop Waona fiercely.

But the next moment, a thin layer of light curtain protected Bishop Waona's body firmly, and also blocked the attack of Marquis Mondok outside the light curtain.

"Hahahaha..." Marquis Mondok's eyes were cloudy at this time, and a panting sound similar to that of a wild beast came from his mouth.

"There is indeed a problem." Bishop Waona looked at the mad Marquis Mondok and gently waved his right hand holding the six-sided holy emblem.

Suddenly a faint golden light appeared and condensed into a special rope that bound Marquis Mondok tightly. The moment he was tied up by the rope, the talent [Black Scale] that Marquis Mondok activated was directly sealed, causing his power to disappear. At the same time, the right hand that had completely turned into a dragon claw also returned to its original state.

"Your Majesty Bishop."

"how is the situation?"

"Last night, 17 nobles were missing from the Mondok family mansion. So far, 3 have been found, and another 9 bodies have been found. There are two bodies that appear to have been destroyed, but through the blood tracking talent, it can be confirmed that they are dead."

"In addition, six visiting nobles or their accompanying servants experienced significant personality changes after waking up, but we have not yet found any evidence that they were invaded or controlled by the demons. The situation in the Mondok family is the most serious. Almost all family members, including their servants, have developed problems to varying degrees..."

"According to scholars' estimates, the demons active in the Mondok family this time may have been lurking for longer than we thought, and their level of danger may have exceeded that of ordinary A-level demons, and can be rated at the highest level S-level..."

"Can you confirm its identity? Is it a demon that was once active?" After hearing that the rating was "S-level", Bishop Waona frowned and his expression became extremely serious.

As the first person in charge of dealing with the latent demons in the church, what he hates most now is information about the S-level latent demons.

After all, a latent demon that could be rated as an S-level threat meant trouble, and big trouble at that! If not handled properly, it was very likely that another terrorist crisis would break out in the capital.

"Take me to see the three missing persons who were rescued." Bishop Waona stood up and walked outside after thinking for a moment. ...

Lucian was now placed in a guest room, with a look of panic and uneasiness on his face. He would even rub his eyes or pick his nails from time to time, maintaining his current image of "Lula" to deal with the temple staff or some special awakeners who might be observing him secretly.

But in his heart, Lucian still breathed a sigh of relief. After all, as long as he could get past the priests of the Awakening Temple, this matter would be over.

"Finally, it's quiet." Lucian muttered to himself, and at the same time, his hand quietly reached into the inside of his pocket, where Lucian had placed a drop of ink. In case of any accidents, he would have to use some "special means" to communicate with those priests in a friendly manner.

"Young man, relax. Although these ordinary characters in the dream retain some human characteristics, they are ultimately just products derived from the thoughts of that existence. They are definitely not as smart as normal life, so it is relatively easy to deal with them."

The voice of Count Thanasis rang in Lucian's ears.

At the same time, Lucian also sensed that Count Thanasis was swimming leisurely in his spiritual core at this moment, so relaxed that he was just about to put a leisure swimming ring on his round body.

"I'm not too nervous. After all, the biggest guy behind the scenes has been fished out. I just don't want to stumble in these small places." Lucian pretended to be relaxed, but he still did not stop thinking and analyzing, wanting to cover up all his flaws as much as possible.

“Tsk, a little wizard who says one thing and thinks another.” Count Sanasis seemed a little “lively” at the moment, seemingly because of the meal he had just eaten. After noticing some fluctuations inside Lucian’s spiritual core, he chuckled softly, as if teasing Lucian’s duplicity.

“This is necessary rigor.” Lucian gently rubbed his face with his hands a few times to help his facial muscles relax slightly so that his expression would be more realistic.

Although this little trick is not as effective as using witchcraft for assistance, it is better than doing nothing when it is temporarily inconvenient to mobilize witchcraft.

"Two-legged hairy monster, I feel like someone is targeting you." Suddenly, Count Sanasis, who was leisurely enjoying himself in the spiritual core, seemed to feel something. His body stiffened slightly for a moment, and then he spoke out a reminder.

“Hmm?” Lucian was startled, but did not show any abnormality. He continued with his little movements, appropriately showing a certain degree of restlessness. At the same time, he also resisted the urge to use his [Mind Reading] talent to observe the peeper’s thoughts, but quietly waited for the peeper to show up.

Tuk-tuk-tuk...

Soon, there was a rhythmic knock on the door, and then a young woman dressed as a maid walked in.

“She’s dressed as a maid of the Mondok family, but the Mondok family emblem on her chest is gone. Also... her face is relatively unfamiliar, so I don’t rule out the possibility that she’s in disguise.” Lucian quickly sensed something unusual about the strange maid, but he didn’t say anything. Instead, he opened his eyes wide with a hint of normal alertness in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)