Chapter 16 Observation in the Dark

[To Richard:

I'm Xingge.

I don't know when you will see this letter. Let's just assume that you woke up on the fourth day of your coma, as the teacher expected.

This letter was written at noon on the third day of your coma.

Last night, a news came from the Florida city group that they had found the Virgin and had a fierce conflict with the Holy See group escorting the Virgin. Both sides suffered heavy casualties.

Unfortunately, although we have been prepared, the battle took place too quickly. We did not leave the chaste virgin, but let her leave the silver city-state.

Information has proved that the Virgin has returned to the capital of the Holy See.

We had a defeat in the Xingyue Meeting, which is our shame.

We lost, but you didn't.

Facts have proved that Richard's [exquisite] tracking magic has indeed found the chaste virgin.

Tracing magic, changing voice magic, making magic crystal...... Richard, you are even better than my teacher and I imagined.

When I was sleeping these two days, I was tossing and turning in my bed. I always wondered whether the secret angel would come to you instead of me, because you used me.

If you were not equally excellent, I would certainly not have such a guess.

I am confident of my own talent and talent - I dare say that if the Holy Trace shackle is not directed at me, the Holy See will owe me a Holy Trace shackle.

But your performance always makes me feel uneasy.

Richard, I'm curious. Is the Holy Scar Chain really aimed at me?

I'm sorry, you probably saved my life. I still doubt you like this.

Maybe I'm suspicious by nature, or maybe I don't want to accept you as a seven star ladybug in my heart to save myself. If I guess wrong, you can laugh it off.

The Holy Scar Chain is not for me, but for you. This is just my guess and opinion.

When the white light rushed over, you shouted my name in front of me, which is a fact.

I will not cover the fact with my opinion. It is a subjective, dispassionate and irrational behavior, which is very unfair to you.

Before I have no conclusive evidence to prove my point of view, you Richard is my savior.

Fortunately, I have won for you the silver cross medal, which is the highest national compensation within our ability.

This is one of the highest level medals of the silver city-state. It is usually awarded only to the families of warriors who died for their country. You should know the weight of this medal.

Those with this medal can attend the Nine Ring Parliament. Their status is the same as that of legendary heroes and cannot be insulted.

With it, even if you lose your magic and become an ordinary person, no one dares to despise you.

In addition, the compensation that the silver city-state gives you is the national compensation. This is to compensate you for your heroic act of sacrificing yourself for others at a critical moment.

National compensation has nothing to do with me.

We have to count on your kindness to save my life.

I'm sorry, but I haven't figured out how to repay this kindness. If you have any need I can do, you can ask me. No matter how difficult your request is, as long as it does not violate my principles, I will try my best to help you.

In addition, if you encounter problems that cannot be solved in your work and life, you can come to me and I will find a way for you.

I have some ability in the city of travel.

I can't guarantee that you can do whatever you want, but I can guarantee that you can do nothing if you don't want to.

By the way, if you come to me because of [the crime of illegal trade in reproduction rights] and want me to get you out of prison, I will definitely try to increase your sentence, I promise (smile).

One bad news is that another hero in our silver city-state who blocked the shackles of the holy scar for others chose to commit suicide on the fifth day after he woke up.

I investigated the top secret files of the Star Moon Meeting and confirmed that more than 80% of the Holy Trace Mages have chosen [suicide] since ancient times because they can't stand losing their magic power.

They were not "killed by themselves" as the outside world had suspected, and the Xingyue Society only monitored them.

When they realized that it was difficult for them to go to the Holy See to free themselves from the shackles, they chose death by virtue of their own will.

Richard, from now on, you will say goodbye to magic completely.

As a mage, you have been accompanied by magic since childhood. Suddenly, you have lost all your magic and become an ordinary person. You must not be used to it, just like them.

I know that you are very painful now, and you will not adapt to the life without magic in the future.

I'm sorry, I haven't been shackled by Holy Mark, so I can't feel it.

But I think that as long as we have enough perseverance, all the bad feelings will pass. Hold on, don't commit suicide.

Richard, in our silver city-state, the life of ordinary people can also be wonderful. Go to know the world again. Surprise will be shown before your eyes.

Finally, I want to say... Thank you for saving me.

Author:

Star song

After reading Xingge's letter, Richard smiled and said to himself:

"If the Holy Trace is not for me, the Holy Holy See will owe me a Holy Trace.

Shih, how can there be such shameless people in the world.

It happened that the Holy Scar shackle really came from the city lord Chongxingge.

The city master of Xingge is used to being in a high position. He can't even comfort people.

While letting me live bravely, he told me that other Holy Trace mages had committed suicide.

Is it to let me live or to let me die.

It is absurd to doubt that the actual target of the Holy Scar Chain is me. She's been single for too long, and she's been hallucinating.

With so many doubts, why doesn't the leader of Xingge City doubt Ma Hill's permanent position? "

Richard shook his head and continued to read other letters.

At the same time, in the room next to Richard, the doctors who had just entered Richard's ward had taken off their white clothes and changed into black robes.

They are getting together and recording Richard's actions and words with pen and paper.

The snow-white walls of Richard's room became one-way transparent with the blessing of magic.

Doctors can easily see Richard's every move, but Richard knows nothing about doctors.

In addition to observing Richard's medical team, there are also a group of doctors wearing black beak masks and brown robes around Princeton.

These doctors in brown did not participate in the observation of Richard. Instead, they gathered around Richard's magic book and eagerly used various magic devices to check Richard's Holy Mark magic book.

They looked at the Holy Scar Magic Book with fanatical and pious eyes, just like those crazy believers in the Holy See who were sick.

Behind the doctor group in brown, a crystal ball is slowly rotating.

Zizi.

At the moment Richard began to read other letters, the crystal ball suddenly shook, and the phantom of the star song emerged from the crystal ball.

She stared at Richard without expression.

When Princeton saw the shadow of Xingge, he quickly stood beside Xingge and asked carefully, "Lord Mayor, did you hear all of it?"

"What do you think I should have heard?" Starsong took a cold look at Princeton.

"Nothing! I didn't hear anything either." Princeton suddenly stood at attention.

"Hum," Star Song said coldly, "Princeton, how are you observing?

Did you find any doubts about Richard's behavior after he woke up? "

"Well, if you really want to talk about it, there is really no doubt.

The newly awakened ignorance, the helplessness after discovering the loss of magic, the astonishment after seeing us, and even his greed when he heard of the Silver Cross

Richard's various performances fully conform to the possible reaction of an ordinary mage after losing magic, and there is no problem.

To put it bluntly, he adapted a little too quickly.

However, considering that he was just limited by the forbidden magic shackles before he became unconscious, this speed of adaptation is not incomprehensible. "

Star Song frowned: "Princeton, you are an expert in the field of soul and psychology. Do you think Richard's performances could be performed?"

"I don't think so, Lord Xingge. If it's any other time, he just woke up from the deep coma of weak soul.

In this case, it is almost impossible for him to realize that he should perform at the first time and make an appropriate performance.

You should know that the weakness of the soul itself will have a negative impact on people's judgment and thinking ability.

Even our star moon trained ace spies will show their flaws when their souls are weak.

Personally, I think Richard's performance can only show that he is an ordinary mage without professional spy training. "

Listening to Princeton's words, Xingge's eyebrows grew tighter and tighter. She seemed very dissatisfied with the answer.

"Unless..."

Princeton hesitated.

Starsong immediately asked, "Unless what?"

"Unless Richard has two souls in his body, one is a normal mage and the other is a spy Richard.

But [One Body and Two Souls] is a magic transformation that only legendary necromancers can make.

Richard's strength has not reached the legendary level, nor has he learned any undead magic, so this may also be ruled out. "

Princeton spread out his hands and said, "Lord Starsong, my conclusion is that Richard is all right."

"What you mean is that Richard has no problem."

"No! I didn't say that. It's too normal. It's abnormal in itself."

Princeton turned around and said:

"Leader of Xingge City, Richard was a magic teacher and a magic research specialist who could participate in the core magic research.

He should be more rational and wise than ordinary mages.

He can even find the holy trace shackles of the secret angel before you, and sacrifice himself to resist. His courage is far better than ordinary people.

But when Richard woke up, he was too flustered and looked like a normal mage.

Richard behaved normally, but he should not be so normal. "

Star song sounds a little confused. She frowned and asked, "One moment it's normal, another it's abnormal. Princeton, what are you trying to say?"

Princeton smiled blandly and said:

"What I want to say is that the observation time is not enough. I need more time to observe before I can make a conclusion."

Starsong's expression suddenly became serious. She stared at Princeton and said coldly:

"Princeton, I know your family's obsession with the Holy Trace mage, but that doesn't mean I will allow you to mess around.

Richard is actually my savior, and I will repay him if he is kind. I will not allow him to be killed until I have paid him back. "

"Of course! I am more worried about the loss of such precious research materials than you, the lord of the city."

Princeton felt his bald forehead awkwardly and smiled:

"How could I harm him? Nothing is impossible. I am unwilling to do even destructive research."

……

[To Richard:

Richard, I'm your Dean Hank.

Richard, the fate is really unfair. The teacher-student relationship between you and me has lasted for six years.

Once you were my proudest student, and later you became my proudest ace researcher.

In the mage college, you often concentrate on studying magic and forget to sleep and eat.

Everyone left, and you tried again and again in the laboratory alone.

You often take the initiative to collect magic experiment data in the first-line danger zone, fearing no hardship.

You often work hard day and night to get a set of key data.

Diligence, hard work, intelligence, modesty

You can find in many young people the outstanding qualities they seldom see.

Your arrival has injected fresh air into the old and obsolete magic research. The members of the research group from top to bottom like you very much. So do I.

I often think that when you are more mature, you will be promoted as the leader of the research group.

Unfortunately, fate makes people.

Richard, I know everything about you from beginning to end. You can stand up at the critical moment to block the Holy Scar shackles for the Star Song City Leader. I can only say, good man, you didn't lose face of our mage college.

You are the pride of our whole school. All teachers and students, including me, are proud of you.

Although you are injured on business and have lost the ability to teach and study magic, our mage college will keep your staff and salary for you forever.

You don't need to feel guilty. This is the reward that heroes deserve.

Haha, even if you don't come to school every day, your salary will be paid to you every month. I really envy you that you are so young and can start to provide for the elderly.

However, you must live a long time. There are few opportunities to take advantage of the mage college. If you can take more, you can't let the college make money.

Richard, I sincerely hope you can recover soon and report to our Dharma Master College as soon as possible.

I am extremely looking forward to hearing your story about your heroic deeds of saving Xingge City Lord while tasting green tea and cakes with you.

It's like when you heard me teach you magic history.

Richard, I know that losing magic is a great blow to you, but Richard, I want to tell you that magic is not all.

In the past few days when you were in a coma, I found a book named "The Invincible Warrior" in my library.

It records that in the ancient times of our world, there was a mage hero named York.

He also lost the magic book because of chance, but he did not give up or commit suicide, but picked himself up and rose again.

He gave up the magic book and learned fighting and tactics instead. He lived like a barbarian and began a fantastic epic journey.

In the end, he still became a demigod hero without a magic book.

Ha ha, I think you will be very interested in this book. I will prepare it and wait for you to come as a healing gift for you.

Richard, take care! Take care!

Author:

Hank Bessie

Richard's nose moved involuntarily.

"This is high EQ. The whole article doesn't mention suicide, but all the time I was advised not to commit suicide.

Compared with the letter from Dean Hank, the leader of Xingge City makes a decision!

Ah, Dean Hank has a heart. "

Thinking of this, Richard raised his eyebrows:

"In other words, if I can get a salary without going to the magic school, can I find another job and work two jobs on my own to earn money?"