Chapter 486 (1/2)

Golovin pharmacist guild is also one of the largest guilds in the imperial capital. It is located in the best position of a bustling commercial street near Golovin hill. Three floors high and four shops facing the street prove how powerful the guild's financial resources and influence are.

Once.

When Loren arrived, there were only dark ruins and rubble, scattered houses damaged, soldiers of the garrison Corps blocking the streets, and members of the Holy Cross Church who were helping the victims deal with the ”aftermath”.

Because the place where the accident happened was a bustling commercial street and a pharmacist guild closely related to the upper echelons of the Empire, the garrison moved very quickly. The cases that occurred in the morning had been basically cooked by noon. If it weren't for the smell in the air and the blood on the ground, some people would mistakenly think that no one was injured or killed.

The collapsed ruins are piled up like a mountain. Only one side of the original bright and beautiful building is left with a burning remnant Huan and large characters smeared with blood.

Blood! Debt! Blood! Pay!

The dark haired wizard staring at the wall was silent.

Under the corner, there are several broken wands stacked. Lauren, who stepped forward, squatted down slowly, picked up one of them and gently knocked off the dust.

The fracture of the wand is rugged, which is obviously broken by external force; The staff body also has a thick layer of solidified liquid, mixed with red, smoke and many unknown substances.

This is not blood, coagulated plasma is not like this... It's oil.

It's the fat that muscles melt by fire.

Looking at the other wands in the corner... The expressionless Lauren probably counted them, almost twenty-five or six.

Every wizard, no matter what subject he specializes in, will get a magic wand as a gift from his mentor when he officially graduates, marking that he has become a qualified wizard from an apprentice.

A wand is a wizard.

The silent dark haired wizard took the wand into his arms.

”Loren, Loren, why are you here?!”

The black haired wizard turned to the other end of the ruins. Weber, a little priest covered with dust and sweat, was looking at him in shock, with a look of fear on his face.

”The Holy Cross is on... Didn't you go to visit master Lusaka? How did you come to the pharmacist guild?!” he hurriedly threw down a lot of files in his arms and hurried to the dark haired Wizard:

”Are you hurt? Is there anything wrong? Bless the Holy Cross. Fortunately, you are still alive... Come on, come on, I have a survivor!”

”Don't worry, I just came from the former chief justice...”

The black haired wizard first stopped several garrison soldiers running towards this side. Just as he comforted the little priest with a bitter smile on his face, he suddenly noticed something:

”Weber, how did you... Know I went to visit master Lusaka today?”

”Hmm? Lord Ayn Rand told me... I thought you already knew.” some frightened little priests wiped the sweat on their foreheads and frowned: ”Ayn Rand... And another younger grey haired gentleman visited seram in my church this morning... They didn't tell you?”

Mr. gray hair... Lucian?

Loren raised her eyebrows. It's reasonable for the little wizard to do so... Although it's only ten days, seram kovo was indeed her apprentice and it's normal to care about his health.

With Lucian, I don't need to worry about her safety

”Wait... How did you come to the pharmacist's guild?”

”Er... Well, it's for some very special reasons.” the little priest's cheeks turned red and turned the topic away awkwardly: ”so... Lauren, what are you going to do here?”

”In master lusack's case, I need members of the pharmacist guild to testify in court.”

Lauren raised his eyebrows and turned his eyes to the blood words on the wall: ”but now it seems... It should be impossible.”

”At the time of the incident, the main members of the pharmacist guild had a meeting because of master lusack to discuss how to calm the increasingly unfavorable public opinion about them in the imperial capital.”

The little priest sighed and shook his head compassionately: ”because it was too early and the soldiers on patrol were on duty, it was not noticed until the explosion came... The blessing of the Holy Cross!”

”No survivors?”

”Lauren, i... I'm sorry,” the little priest turned his head.

The dark haired wizard's eyes became cold and slowly clenched his fist.