889 Tracing the Source (2/2)

The mist before him gradually dispersed, and the situation was manifested before Fernando's eyes. However, he was even more stunned after he figured out the truth.

”We're here.” The priest's old and rigid voice echoed next to Fernando's ears.

He trembled and woke up from his thoughts, only to discover that he had finished walking down the stairs without him knowing it. He was standing in the middle of a temple that was fully engraved with patterns of death.

In the temple, many people were praying on their knees. Their genders and ages varied.

”Tuck.” Before his God, the priest's voice became low.

A man in an old black jacket moved backward to the priest and Fernando. He did not stand up and was purely moving on his knees.

It was not until he left the praying mass that he finally turned around and looked at Fernando. ”Who are you?”

His eyes were lost and dirty.

Fernando identified that it was the real Tuck. He said solemnly, ”I'm hiring a batch of talented sorcerers, and Furan recommended you.”

He specifically mentioned Furan and hid the information about Holm, hoping that whoever was behind it could be scared. Although it was highly unlikely, it was still worth trying.

”Hehe. Talented sorcerers…” Tuck stressed ”sorcerers” before he said peacefully, ”I've understood the real significance of my life. I will never study the boring magic anymore.”

”Is that so? I'm very sorry.” Fernando gave a polite and normal answer.

As a matter of fact, if anyone familiar with him were here, they would've noticed his strangeness immediately. How could the roarer not have spat on Tuck's face and lambasted faith and god.

At this moment, tides were surging in Fernando's heart, not because of Tuck, but because he had seen the truth of the whole thing!

”This issue can be divided into two parts. At first, the sorcerers were studying something with this cult. They blocked the city and forbade everyone from leaving for that purpose. Then, an archmage was hunted by someone and hid in a shelter in the city. He put me into a dream through a ritual and asked for my help.

”Then, the problem can't be more obvious now. Both the archmage and his hunter are certainly aware of the specialties of this place. Otherwise, someone would've tried to destroy the city, and they would've been killed by the legends.

”Then, would a city that is under the control of sorcerers watch an archmage be hunted without doing anything? Even though the archmage felt that the sorcerers in this place had been controlled by the mysterious hunter, he could have caused trouble and attracted the legend who monitored this place. But he didn't do that!

”Also, can a secret research base of sorcerers, which has blocked a city with great resources, be controlled so easily?

”It's only possible if the legend who monitors this place is on the same side with the mysterious hunter. Or rather, the legend may be the mysterious hunter!

”That's why the archmage, who sensed something wrong from a certain channel, did not ask for help. That's why places like the Office of Sorcerers were easily controlled, because they had been under control in the first place.

”The legend hasn't resorted to any powerful approaches probably because many other legends are still watching over this place. He doesn't dare to cause too much noise!”

Although he did not understand the reason behind the situation, or whether he had been involved in an internal strife, Fernando had no time to think about that right now. He only felt that his blood was freezing. Did he have to challenge a legend now?

He did not wait for Antec and Furan to look for himself who had gone missing, because the legend would definitely kill him before they did. After all, it was the rule that many legends made up together—entering Kufuray was allowed, but exiting it was not!

Tuck nodded and returned to the praying team. Fernando thanked the priest mechanically and walked out.

”How can I save myself?” Fernando thought hard but could not come up with a way to escape a legend.

When he walked on the street under the chilling moonlight, Fernando felt refreshed and decided to consider the problem from the perspective of the caged archmage.

”Since the issue here has something to do with the legendary supervisor, it was a rather risky move that the archmage put me into a dream. Also, there wasn't any clue in Tuck's notes at all. It means that he asked for my help because he believed it was hopeful. It was not a random or desperate choice.

”Then, where does the hope lie exactly? Is it my wisdom, my magic abilities, or something else?”