Wizard From Afar

"The patriarch of Lyle's family is dead?!"

Rao is that Loren is calm enough to receive such a news early in the morning, still shocked for a moment.

Standing in the alley outside the Lyle family house, hiding in the corner, he cautiously looked at the house that was indistinguishable from the past, and could not see that there had been a murder the night before. There is even a bit of terrifying quietly, not even a little bit of movement.

According to common sense, the death of a wealthy businessman like this will definitely make the city full of wind and rain, but now everything seems to have never happened. Even when he got the news, it was from the male child called "hat" in front of him.

"I didn't lie!" I probably noticed a trace of distrust in Loren's expression, and the hat quickly opened the mouth and said: "It was last night when I heard the house while hiding in the rain at their back door. There was a scream. When the rich Lyle master became seriously ill in the morning, the person in charge was replaced by the Green Lyle Young Master!"

"Any other information?" Loren continued to ask: "The servant of their house, is there anything unusual-it's not the same as usual?"

"Abnormal?" The hat froze for a long time: "I insist on talking about the abnormality, that Old steward, who usually likes to go out in the morning, hasn’t seen others until now. Isn’t it abnormal?"

There has been such a big change in the house, and it’s not impossible for this kind of personal servant travel to undergo some minor changes. Understand...Of course, it is also possible that he is no longer in this world.

Regardless of which type, the other party is obviously covering the eyes and ears. No matter who actually killed Father Anthony, it seemed that he could not be separated from the second son of the Lyle family.

You may have to sneak in once to find enough evidence—before they destroy all the evidence.

But before that...Loren's eyes fell on the boy again, causing the hat to shrink his head in fear, cautiously and the wizard who was much worse than himself at worst looked at each other. .

"Can you tell me a reason why you are willing to help me? Sorry, I don’t like to owe favors."

"I, I just think you might use this information Now." The boy quickly looked away, swallowing his saliva: "I can't go back to the barn, so..."

"Although I am not a rich person, but..." Loren laughed, took out a small bag of Silver Coin from his pocket and handed it to the male child: "I know how to be grateful." After that, he stood up and turned away. The hat hurriedly collected the purse, and followed Loren's back to catch up: "You will still need me in the future, Master wizard—there is nothing in Ancient Wood Town that I don't know. And I'm so small, no one knows it. Care about me, I can help you a lot!"

Looking at the expectant gaze of the male child, Loren hesitated for a moment... Indeed, if you can have such a local tyrant, you can save yourself a lot of trouble. , And an extra pair of eyes can also help you find the blind spot-just like this time.

"Let's do it, hat, help me watch the neighborhood of the church." Loren patted the hat on the child's head: "If you find any strangers, especially those who are obviously not locals, they wander around. , You tell me right away."

"Don't worry, master wizard!" Patted filled the small pockets of Silver Coin, said the hat with swearing confidence, and then went down the alley. It disappeared like a wild cat.

"I hope it won't be a wrong decision." Loren, who was talking to himself, turned around and left the alley, walking towards the courtyard of Lyle's house against the corner.

This is a very exquisite house, with high walls and a three-story loft. It can even be regarded as a half castle in a country like Ancient Wood Town. It is impossible to build such a house with money alone, and more importantly, the Lyle family is also considered a branch of a nobleman, and is allowed to own such a mansion.

Bloodline and status are the same thing in this world-people who don't even have a trace of noble blood in their bodies are destined to always be poor people, and poor people should always be poor people. This is why Isaac's aptitude is in the Wimpal breakthrough horizon, but it is still impossible to be accommodated by apprentices from the youngest sons of the rich and nobles.

They will never be able to accept this cruel reality: a farmer-born, humble fellow, innate talent and wisdom are more than all of them multiplied by two.

The corner of his mouth raised a sneer Loren, his eyes carefully looked at the house-this kind of walled house often gives people the illusion of safety, and the nearly three-meter-high wall can't be turned in by ordinary people. If you want to use any props, it is easy to be discovered. It can be said to be a simple and rude anti-theft method.

But on the other hand, as long as one enters not from above but below, this wall is almost like a display. Crouching down and looking at the drain next to the back door, Loren was about to remove it directly.

"en?"

Loren, who hasn't touched the railing of the sewage outlet, vaguely felt something, and took out some clean water from behind, and poured it down the sewage outlet. As a result, all the leftovers flowed outside.

Blind eyes? In other words, 80% of this house lives with a somewhat capable sorcerer.

"Why am I not surprised at all?"

Loren smiled and said to himself, while taking out another alchemy compound that Ain had prepared for him— —Insight agent.

Although this thing is simple, the effect is very crude. As long as a little bit is sprinkled on the place where the power of the void has been used, everything can be clearly displayed.

At the level of alchemy's attainments, the little wizard is no longer at the level of an apprentice-only age and experience limit this talented alchemist.

Sure enough...From the back door of the house to the wall next to it, even the place where I almost stepped on it before, the entire back door is almost everywhere with Illusion Techniques and traps-the sewage outlet is Obscurely, the tip of a gun is stuck on the wall; and the doorknob is actually stuffed with ignitor! If you pry the door, I'm afraid that the fire star that splashed out will be able to light yourself just as soon as the wire stabs it open!

Since the other party is ready for traps, I’m afraid someone in the house is waiting for him to come. It’s really not his own style to break into this place, even if he has to fight. It should also be in his home court.

However, the other party is already so enthusiastic. If he doesn't leave anything behind, he seems to be a little bit sorry... he raised his mouth slightly, he already has an idea.

How to say, you must also make the other party feel your sincerity.

……………… "The cunning fox."

I don’t know when, the thin and tall man who returned to the back alley of the house watched his careful arrangement and was turned into A messy back door, it took a long time to say such a sentence.

I really underestimated this wizard apprentice. Although the Wimpal Academy is all a group of courageous cousins, since they will send this apprentice over, it means that he still has two sons, which is not comparable to ordinary apprentices.

even more how Draco and his ghoul died in the hands of this apprentice, and it can explain the problem-this apprentice is definitely a scourge, an uncertain person, don’t get rid of him it will cause no end of trouble!

The coldly snorted man shook the corner of his robe, and just about to leave, he found that something was not quite right. The original doorknob was replaced, and a grandly inserted one Wooden bottle. It also wrote the words "firelighter", for fear that I didn't know the same.

Are you provoking yourself? The man coldly smiled and took a look at the "new doorknob". It was completely stuck directly on it. There was no mechanism, and it could be taken off with a single tap.

Sure enough, the other party is just an apprentice—there is no combustion-supporting material, and the ignitor is just a bottle of water. It is really ignorant to expect to use such crude means to intimidate himself!

The man without the slightest hesitation held the bottle of ignitor, in order to guard against the unexpected, he also spilled some water on the bottle, so that it is impossible anyway to have a fire star appear NS.

"Let me bear witness to your stupidity and ignorance, fox!" The man sneered and pulled hard...

"Boom——!!!!!!"