154 The Feast of Death (2/2)
It was impossible for Lucien to directly ask Felipe who was the liaison in Sturk, since a middle-rank mage should be capable of just flying over Storm Strait. The last thing that Lucien could let Felipe know was that he was actually only a first circle sorcerer.
There were many thoughts flashing across Lucien’s mind, but he remained silent all the way to the hall.
When Lucien stepped into the hall, he noticed the smell of death.
Although the hall was bright and grand, and the long tables were loaded with delicious cuisines and wine, Lucien had no appetite at all. While some of those gloomy necromancers and apprentices were holding glasses of wine and food dishes, others were eagerly exchanging brain tissues, eyeballs, skulls, rotten hearts and infant bodies for other materials and reagents that they needed or for money, all of that right beside the tables.
Despite the fact that Lucien was not afraid of a corpse and he was not completely unfamiliar with the organs, he still felt very nauseous. However, many of the necromancers and apprentices were still casually enjoying their drink and wine.
”No wonder the whole continent regards sorcerer as a symbol of evilness…” Lucien thought to himself, ”It must be because of those necromancers, at least to a large degree.”
”Good evening, Mr. Professor.”
”Mr. Professor.”
Seeing Lucien walking by, many apprentices lowered their heads and greeted him out of the admiration for his great power.
Lucien nodded to them and took over a glass of water from the waiter. As he was walking around the hall, Lucien was thinking how to deal with Felipe later.
”Mr. Professor…” someone greeted Lucien in a voice which sounded a bit familiar.
It was Fatty. Fatty and another couple of apprentices were squatting in a circle in a corner of the hall, exchanging some ideas.
”What’s going on here?” Lucien asked casually with a bit of curiosity.
”Mr. Professor… We’re studying the human body.” The other apprentices hurriedly stood up and answered Lucien’s question.
The fourth-circle necromancer, Cessy, was also there.
”Mr. Professor, the apprentices are not only studying the organs of human body, but also trying to identify the changes of organs and bones brought by different diseases using magic,” explained Cessy.
”Interesting. Are they your students?” asked Lucien.
”No.” Cessy shook his head, ”I just led them here. Mr. Professor, is there any similar study in the congress?”
”…” Lucien did not know what to say. After a few seconds, he answered in an ambiguous way, ”… at a higher level.”
The other apprentices tried to get a bit closer to Professor, hoping that he could share more information from the congress.
”As what Professor just mentioned, the Congress of Magic is working on very in-depth study in human body, and the Hand of Paleness, which is the organization that I belong to, specializes in this area. And we’ve also developed many new spells based on our knowledge, such as Pneumonia Curse.” Felipe’s voice came from behind.
”Mr. Felipe.” The necromancers and the apprentices greeted.
Felipe looked at Lucien with a sophisticated glance and then turned to the rest of them, ”I have something to declare.”
Stepping onto the stage in the front of the hall, Felipe cleared his throat a bit,
”Ladies and gentlemen, I’m Felipe from the Hand of Paleness, the Congress of Magic. We’re gathering here tonight because of one thing,” announced Felipe.