Mage's Secret

Hearing the paladin's request, Traphael's hanging heart finally fell back into his chest.If the paladin's apology before may have been just out of superficial etiquette, but he still had some doubts in his heart, then his request made Traphael really sure that he had completely believed in himself.

Traphael spent a lot of effort so that this sense of relaxation that bred from his heart was not reflected in his actions and demeanor.He maintained a decent but distant smile and said, "Then, can you explain to me what happened last night?"

"Of course." The paladin nodded, and described in detail what happened yesterday, from the time he started participating in the parade until the mage left with the demon.When he described Murphy's Helena, he described it this way: "From the beginning, I found it very strange that even though I am a priest, in my position, I still see I've seen a lot of attractive women, but I've never seen one that - to me - was attractive. It's just that the demon was so well disguised that I didn't recognize her for a while, So I just thought he was a beautiful ordinary human woman. It wasn't until I saw that Lady Helena herself that I realized I was wrong. That attraction, was from the demon itself, maybe a sign of evil. "

Traphael thought so deeply, and he squeezed his staff tightly, so that he could control his head not to nod out of agreement, but to show a somewhat curious expression.

There is nothing to say about the dancing part. DeWitt quickly talked about the devil's sneak attack: "His body exudes a very strong evil aura. If it is not in the dark night, I think he can probably be seen surrounded by the dark aura. Get up." At this point, the paladin paused, as if thinking of something: "You just said that I am not a spellcaster, so I can't feel those magic fluctuations, but when he attacked me, I clearly felt that wave. Moreover, when I participated in holy wars—you should know, the battles launched by the temple to clean up the evil in the demon world—I could also feel those evil waves from those demons.”

"It's not difficult to understand." Traphael said, "What I said before you can't perceive is the magic fluctuation around the caster when they are not doing anything. And when they cast spells—" the mage said Raising the staff and chanting a long incantation, the dimensional gem on the top of the staff began to glow bright green.Following his movements, the paladin felt a huge pressure, his already straight back became even more straight, and his muscles unconsciously tightened into a state of preparation for battle.

But at this moment, the sound of the mage chanting the spell stopped abruptly. He put down the staff, leaned back on his lap, and looked at the paladin with a smile: "Have you felt it? Maybe it's not as distinctive as those elemental magics , but you should be able to feel it."

DeWitt exhaled slowly, and calmly withdrew the hand that was almost on the hilt of the sword: "Yes, very strong." As expected of a magician.

Traphael picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip, and said: "When a spellcaster casts a spell, the magic fluctuations they emit will be concentrated in one place. You can feel it too. So when the demon - I guess he's also a spellcaster - doesn't take any action you don't perceive him, and when he attacks you, when he casts a spell, you can feel his breath, which again It's nothing more than normal."

The paladin nodded and continued talking.When he finished describing his experience, he stared at the mage, waiting for his reply.

Under DeWitt's substantive gaze, Traphael took another sip of coffee, and then said with a smile: "Of course I am very happy to go with you, but I'm sorry, I think I will just go there It's just a waste of time."

DeWitt looked at him puzzled, and asked, "Why do you say that?"

"Because, I'm afraid it's too late." Traphael said, "If you want me to track down those residual magic fluctuations, then unfortunately, it's impossible. Said that it will dissipate soon, unless it is those large-scale forbidden spells or continuous spells. But judging from your previous description, it is just a few stun spells, transfiguration spells, and teleportation spells. These small The remnants of low-level spells may disappear without a trace within a few minutes."

Moreover, the spells he used were all cast in a general way, without any personal characteristics, even if there were still traces left, they could not be traced to him.But there is no need for the paladins to know about these.

"Even so, I still hope you can go and see if they left any belongings, or used something from the person they pretended to be? There should be a little bit of their breath on those things, right?" DeWitt He continued to persuade without giving up.

Is this intended to use him as a dog? The sorcerer raised an eyebrow and looked at the paladin, but Devitt's words also reminded him that he would not leave any clues in his careful work, but the devil is not necessarily the case.He then went to the scene to have a look, and if he found any clues, he could destroy them immediately, or lead them to draw wrong conclusions.

Thinking of this, Traphael stood up, straightened his robe, and said, "What you said makes sense, so shall we set off now?"

Traphael motioned for the paladin to follow him, and walked out of the reception room.When the two were about to reach the gate of the Mage Tower, Traphael heard a familiar voice shouting behind him: "Teacher!"

He stopped and looked back. The person who called him had long golden hair as beautiful as moonlight, and together with the metal glasses frame, it reflected the dazzling light in the sunlight coming in through the window.

This is his favorite apprentice, Elvis.

But seeing Elvis who obviously had something to say at this time, Trafael was no longer filled with love in his chest like before. His first reaction was that Elvis probably knew that Murphy was injured. Now, maybe he came to him to ask about this matter, and the paladin was behind him at this time, maybe the paladin still believes him now, but after listening to Elvis' question, the paladin should just You will immediately doubt yourself.

Thinking of this, Traphael felt as if a piece of his heart had been hollowed out, and his whole body was cold.

"Elvis." Trafael said, his voice was a little hoarse, but it was much better than he imagined, at least he didn't tremble so much that he couldn't speak complete words.So he just paused for a moment, and then went on: "What's the matter with you?"

"Oh, teacher, are you going out?" Elvis quickly walked in front of him, then turned to look at the paladin standing beside Traphael, bowed slightly with some hesitation present.

"That's right, I'm going to Nakalun with this paladin-sama right now. If you don't have anything important to do, you can wait for me to come back and continue discussing with me." Traphael said, trying to hint that El Weiss stopped talking.

But his clever apprentice continued as if he hadn't understood his hint: "It's really nothing important, but I don't think I need to wait for you to come back to tell you about it."

Traphael's face turned pale in an instant. Fortunately, his back was facing the paladin, and Elvis didn't notice his abnormal expression.He thought he should immediately stop any words that Elvis was about to say, but that would be too suspicious, even if the Paladin heard the news of Murphy's injury and didn't think of his identity as a demon, he would still be afraid because of Traphael. The attitude at this time caused doubts.

Just when Trafael's mind was running at high speed thinking about what excuse he should find to perfunctory after Elvis said that, Elvis' clear voice with the characteristics of a teenager sounded again: "Teacher, do you remember the study I discussed with you earlier?"

This was a topic completely unexpected to the mage, so he was stunned for a moment.This moment of hesitation seemed to Elvis that he could no longer remember that incident, so Elvis was a little frustrated. His teacher really had been worrying about Murphy's affairs all the time and didn't take him to heart.But he quickly adjusted his expression, and said to Traphael: "That's the one, combined with the addition to Morag's hypothesis you proposed earlier, the spell cast with different spells."

Traphael quickly came back to his senses and said, "Oh, of course I remember that study, your idea is very good. Have you encountered any problems with this study?"

Hearing Traphael's praise for him, Elvis showed a smug look, and said: "I found out that if the research is combined with the magic patterns that Auras is heading towards, there will probably be some new discoveries. And Cyril just told Me, Karen’s magic supply store has a new batch of goods, and there is an oil lamp with such magic patterns on it, so I want to go to the magic supply store in the city to have a look.”

Only then did Trafael notice the bloated figure standing beside Elvis, Cyril Altero.It was another student of his, one of Elvis's many supporters, as far as he knew.

Magic item shops usually sell some enchanted items that ordinary people can use, and the general sources of goods are pawns from down-and-out nobles or bankrupt rich merchants.And these spellcasters usually go there to have a look when they enter the city, and sometimes they find a lot of good things that are helpful for research.

"Very well, then do you want to go with me?" Trafael asked.

"Of course!" Elvis replied immediately, but felt that such an answer was too hasty and unsteady. He coughed dryly and said, "I mean, good teacher. You know, if you take the That carriage goes to town, and I shall have to wait until you return."