1480 Searching For the Culpri (1/2)

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

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Mo Fan and Brianca left Faerun Castle. He could see Brianca was not in a great mood, but unfortunately, she was not the headmistress. She did not have the power to seal off the school.

”I have seen a lot of bad people. I can barely consider myself a criminal profiler. It's obviously not just a prank. No one would go so far and kill so many little creatures so brutally just for a prank. The wounds on the creatures and the way the culprit placed their bodies clearly showed the strong hatred the person has. We shouldn't rule out the possibility that the person will target the students,” Mo Fan said seriously.

”Do you really think that?” Brianca looked Mo Fan in the eyes.

”Mm, a person with such a strong murderous intent is not the same as us, who were hunting a wild hare to feed ourselves. The person's goal is very obvious; they are basically saying that he or she is willing to go as far as killing the little creatures that your school worships. The culprit is declaring war against your school in a confident and ruthless manner, since the person isn't afraid that you will find out what he or she is up to,” Mo Fan replied.

Mo Fan could guess what the bad people were thinking after spending so much time around them.

Revenge!

Mo Fan could smell the rotten scent of the mad culprit. The person was clearly not going to be satisfied with just killing the little creatures. The female students of the Alps Institute would be in danger if they stumbled into that person!

Mo Fan believed sealing the school was the right approach. The Alps Institute was incredibly huge. Even flying from the north gate to the south gate would take a long time. On top of that, the school was split into four main areas. Faerun School was located in the middle, where the terrain was level. Lanxue School was located in the west, separated by a huge mountain. Weitian School was in the east, where the terrain was the highest, consisting of a few mountains joined by bridges. Holy Judgement School was in the north. They were the closest to Faerun School, but also the closest to the scene where the little creatures were massacred.

The culprit possessed remarkably high cultivation. Otherwise, it would be impossible to kill so many little creatures and gather them in the area before the blood even permeated the snow. Brianca tried using her Wind Domain to scan the mountain, but she found no trace of the culprit. It was clear that the culprit was no ordinary Mage!

Sealing off the school was the best approach. They also had to gather all the students in the same school. They could not afford to let them split up, nor could they let them train alone and be on their own!

”You seem to be quite experienced in dealing with these kind of people?” Brianca asked when she realized how plausible Mo Fan's analysis was.

”I'm only a teacher that punishes students that break the rules. We do have some bad-behaving students, but they are innocent and kind compared to this kind of maniac that slaughtered so many creatures just to provoke us. I'm afraid I will have trouble finding the culprit within a short period of time on my own. Can you lend me a hand?” Brianca asked.

”I can see that you aren't really familiar with the outside world… as an apology for killing the hare, I'll help you find the culprit,” Mo Fan said.

Brianca's face had been extremely pale when she first beheld the gory sight. She had been holding back the urge to throw up.

It was obvious that she had never seen such a brutal sight. She was the kind of Mage that cleansed her heart and limited her desires to pursue higher cultivation. She might be in danger if she had to deal with the cunning and cruel culprit herself.

Having a high cultivation was not necessarily enough at times. If the culprit kept killing the little creatures or targeted the more vulnerable students, even a Forbidden Mage could not do anything to stop them if they could not find who the culprit was!

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It grew dark soon; the day was slightly shorter in the Alps. Mo Fan and Brianca made their way to the dining hall.

Brianca did not even have the appetite to eat. She was clearly lost in thought. She could not understand why anyone would kill the little creatures they worshiped in such a brutal manner.

On the other hand, Mo Fan was starving. He had been through a lot of situations where brains, blood, and organs were scattered across the place. The recent discovery was nowhere enough to affect his appetite.