Chapter 107: The Terrifying Thing
Li Wen and the others avoided the routes that the Disciplinary Bureau investigators might take.
“They’re just a bunch of greedy, reckless hyenas who rush in the moment they catch a scent.” Bailu led the way, and the two entered the intricate, maze-like Old Town of Leicester. “But this also means our movements have been exposed all along.”
Li Wen naturally knew the reason; the Leader of the Wolf Pack was extremely cautious, even casting a tracking spell on a fragile mage.
The Leader of the Wolf Pack wasn’t trying to hunt them down but was merely taking precautions. The tracking spell was a general spell used by Variant Hunters of the Mad Hunt path, casting a scent that spread extremely far but could only be detected by Variant Hunters. It was because of this scent that the Transcendants from that club were able to find Li Wen and the other.
They hadn’t received any direct orders, only driven by the lure of profit and losing their minds. The Wolf Leader naturally knew their whereabouts but wouldn’t interfere, as it wanted to judge Li Wen’s true capabilities through their eyes.
That’s why Li Wen didn’t waste any words at the time, directly activating the Poem of Paradise to quickly end the fight.
It was just that the Leader of the Wolf Pack would never have imagined that the tracking spell it cast subconsciously was precisely Li Wen’s most important objective on this trip.
Li Wen opened the Magic Map while keeping pace with Bailu.
On the map, besides the blue dot representing Bailu, another light spot of a different color appeared. It was a dazzling red, indicating the current location of the Wolf Pack Club’s controller, the Leader of the Wolf Pack. Through the spell cast on Bailu, Li Wen was able to record its Aether reaction using the Magic Map.
However, strangely, or perhaps as expected, the Leader of the Wolf Pack’s current location was not within the Wolf Pack Club but in a district covered with red and blue buildings. That was the Red Oak District, the most prosperous section of Leicester, where many nobles, including the Lagovin Family, had residences or businesses.
Could this indicate that the Leader of the Wolf Pack was actually an old Leicester noble? Li Wen didn’t know.
But one thing was clear: being able to grasp the Leader of the Wolf Pack’s precise location and movements was crucial for Li Wen to obtain that secret treasure.
After all, in her previous life, the winner of the Treasure Hunt competition was precisely the owner of the Wolf Pack Club.
“Where are we going now?”
Bailu said anxiously. Although it seemed like she was leading the way, she was actually just wandering like a headless fly, going wherever was hidden and where there were fewer people.
Since the Leader of the Wolf Pack’s Aether reaction had been recorded, there was no need to keep the tracking spell on Bailu.
The most stable and fastest method was to have Bailu die. After reviving, her state would be reset, and the residual spell would naturally disappear.
However, Li Wen was afraid that Bailu would run away after reviving, or be unable to find Li Wen.
She still had many places where Bailu could be useful, such as other forces that could contend with the Wolf Pack Club. If they obtained the treasure this time, Li Wen’s plan would be in vain.
“Let’s go to the Wanderer’s Tavern. We’ll find a Transcendant skilled in purification to help remove the spell.”
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Meanwhile, in the extremely valuable Red Oak District, a manor even larger than the City Hall was built there.
This was the Lagovin Manor, where the most respected and noble family in all of Leicester resided. Rumors and legends about this family were always one of the favorite topics of discussion for Leicester’s people in taverns.
However, most of the discussions were merely the imagination and yearning of the lower class for the upper class, with mere fragments of truth disappearing in the vast ocean of falsehood.
“Not everyone is qualified to enjoy mellow red wine, soft bread, and the Endless Grace of Glor.”
Alfred Lagovin raised his wine glass and gazed out at the dark gray night sky, saying with some emotion.
“Wouldn’t you agree, Director Jeffrey?”
Jeffrey, the current director of the Leicester branch of the Disciplinary Bureau, had an expressionless face. Even when facing the most prestigious old count of the Lagovin family, his heart showed no sign of flinching or compromise.
“Is this the reason why a member of the Lagovin family committed murder and attempted to use the corpses of Leicester citizens for a vile and blasphemous ritual?”
Alfred chuckled, “Citizens of Leicester? Hah, they’re just the poor people from the Old Town, and moreover, it was a dirty and lowly Dwarf. They only deserve to be slaves.”
“As early as one hundred and twenty years ago, the kingdom promulgated the ‘Variant Race Slave Liberation Act’,” Jeffrey corrected.
Upon hearing this, the old count scoffed dismissively.
He swirled his wine glass and said with feigned apology, “My apologies, hundreds of years are too short for a High Elf. When I was born, Dwarves, half-elfs, and goblins were all slaves fit only for the mines. Now, they can live in the same city as High Elves. The changes in secular laws and concepts are always too fast for people to react to.”
Jeffrey snorted. He didn’t care if this old man used his High Elf identity to suppress him.
“Say those words to the families of the victims.”
“But if I recall correctly…” Alfred turned his head, his brilliant golden eyes filled with authority and indifference, “My unfilial son has already provided them with compensation that they couldn’t earn in a lifetime. When they received the compensation, they jubilantly expressed their willingness to accept mediation.”
Jeffrey was well aware of this matter. He was only here today to pick a fight, intentionally trying to disgust this old immortal, Alfred.
And the old count was also fully aware of the branch director’s intentions. After Jeffrey was transferred to Leicester more than ten years ago, he began to try his best to suppress the Leicester nobles led by Lagovin.
Jeffrey’s actions were by no means out of pure justice; he was never that kind of person. He was loyal only to the royal family, and all his actions were for the country and the Queen.
“Let this matter pass. Today is not a day to ‘seek justice’ for slaves,” the old count glanced meaningfully at Jeffrey.
Jeffrey understood the meaning behind his words. The reason he was willing or able to enter this manor was because the Lagovin family had invited all the nobles, celebrities, and distinguished individuals of Leicester to a luxurious banquet.
The purpose of this banquet was to welcome a distinguished guest from the capital.
“Let’s go, we can’t keep His Highness waiting.”
Jeffrey watched the old count’s receding figure, a different look flashing in his eyes, as cold as iron and stone.
Intelligence from the Royal Fleet had just been sent back to the capital, and a distinguished member of the royal family arrived in Leicester in such a short period. He didn’t believe there was no connection between them.
Recalling the terrifying thing that was rumored to be passing through Leicester, Jeffrey felt a throbbing pain in his head.
