Shaman from Afar

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One day after going north from Wimpar College, it is a small place called Gumu Town.

Despite this, the village looks far better than the wild dog village. Whether it's a low stone fence, a stone road at the foot, or the cooking smoke floating above the village, everything looks so vibrant, peaceful and harmonious.

Lorren, holding the old horse, looked at the surroundings, while passing through the gate of the village-a wheelbarrow or a hawker carrying a suitcase, a farmer wearing a short shirt and a straw hat ... The bustling crowd was mixed with chickens The sound of flying dog jumping made Loren feel extra comfortable.

This is the breath of life. In contrast, the quiet and silent Wimpal College is more like a huge prison, making it hard to breathe. It even reminded Loren of the days when he followed the old knight Leonardo.

But now he is no longer his original self. The blood-stained gown has been replaced by a hooded wizard gown, but under the robe is not a light casual dress, but a studded leather armor. A knight sword is also hung on the side of the saddle, so it looks no different from the original.

Although the town looks quite exquisite, it is actually not as spacious as imagined. As soon as he reached the center of the village, Loren found the destination of this visit, led the old horse towards the door of the church, and took off the hood in the confused eyes of the priest outside the door, revealing a goodwill Smile.

"Excuse me, is Father Anthony here?"

.................. "Damn, why didn't your broken college remember sending people now ?!"

In the exquisite small living room, Father Anthony, wearing a golden-red priest uniform and a holy cross necklace hanging around his neck, shouted loudly, looking at Loren ’s eyes as if looking at a certain bug: “This is almost over It's week, are you planning to wait until we are all eaten by ghouls before you come to cook the matter ?! "

"Sorry." Loren's face is still a formal smile: "We also just got the news, so ..."

"Sorry? In addition to sorry you, the wizards will only shirk their responsibilities!" Father Anthony still shouted at the star, and the gold-plated necklace on his neck shook back and forth: "It's all your fault, these ghouls are all I was recruited by your broken college! "

"Now the **** monsters have killed six people, and one is a priest of the Holy Cross Church. This blasphemous monster should never appear here! If you ca n’t solve it, I will report to the bishop and let the Duke Master demolished your broken college! "

"You don't have to worry about this." Loren wiped the spittle star on his face and smiled and looked directly at each other's eyes: "Since the Academy sent me, then I will definitely solve this problem. Put this It is not necessary to report such minor problems to the bishop, even to disturb the Duke. "

"So, can we start the investigation now?"

"Crazy, arrogant!" Father Anthony snorted and was taken aback by the dark eyes that looked directly at him, turned around and waved impatiently: "Draco, take this **** madman Go out, don't let him appear in such a holy place! "

"Follow the order, Father Anthony." The priest who had just brought Loren into bowed with respect and opened the door to make a look at Loren beside him. The two left the priest's small living room together.

"I'm so sorry." Almost immediately after going out, the priest named Draco immediately apologized to Loren: "I hope you don't mind too much. Father Anthony is not like this, but this time Things are really too tricky, and he is helpless. "

"It's nothing." Loren smiled indifferently-he had known before that people in these churches couldn't give a wizard apprentice a good look, so it was still expected.

"But, again, are you really an apprentice at Wimpar College?" The priest Draco frowned, but quickly explained: "Please don't get me wrong, I just don't remember hearing about you. name."

"Nothing. I have just become an apprentice. You will suspect that it is normal." Waving his hand, Loren returned to the question: "Where are the dead?"

"... In the morgue of the church, it will be buried after waiting for purification." The priest sighed: "Please come with me, otherwise the guards of the church will not let you in."

"That's really thankful."

Behind the priest of Draco, after the two guards dismissed the two guards, the two entered the cold room together. The narrow mortuary housed six unclosed coffins. All covered with a layer of white linen.

Loren stepped forward and opened one of them at random. The dark pupil suddenly shrunk abruptly-there were only the broken arms and calves smelling of corpses in the coffin. The position of the cross section was completely rotten. Too.

Obviously, I don't need to ask where the remaining corpses are. Loren looked up at the priest: "Are all the bodies like this?"

The priest Draco nodded hard, his bluish complexion apparently curbing the urge to spit out: "Some are hands and feet, others are ... other parts."

So when these bodies were found, they were almost "enjoyed" by the ghouls. This is not surprising, of course, this kind of scavenging monster will not waste any food delivered to his mouth.

But the problem is also here. Normal ghouls will not actively attack living creatures unless the other party actively attacks them. But how many fools will provoke these monsters?

Of course, there are more than just doubts. According to Loren ’s knowledge about ghouls, this kind of monster will basically only appear in places where corpses are piled up, usually in the wilderness of the wilderness, or just broke out. In the plagued and war-torn areas, densely populated villages and towns cannot be their targets.

So either the group of ghouls had a mutation that affected them and started attacking the living; or someone had deliberately attracted them here to kill the intended target.

Either way, the evidence in front of me is really too little, almost infinitely close to zero-if these bodies are still intact, or if there are any witnesses, it may be better. But now all the clues are completely wiped out by the ghouls.

"Not even the corpses were found, did their family members come to protest?"

"Of course ... so we just told them that these corpses have been defiled by evil forces." The priest Draco smiled bitterly, somewhat unbearably: "We will then cremate the corpses and bury them behind the church In the village cemetery-I know it ’s cruel, but it ’s better not to let them know the truth. "

Loren nodded, UU reading www.uukanshu. comm understands. Covered the white linen with ease: "At least don't cremate the corpse now, maybe there is any remaining evidence that can help us find those ghouls."

"In addition, I need to know the identity of these six victims and when they were killed-the more clues, the easier it is to check."

"Well, I will help you as much as I can." The Draco priest nodded solemnly: "In any case, please find those ghouls as soon as possible, and then kill them, don't let more innocent villagers Live in the shadow of this group of monsters. "

"I will do my best." Loren nodded and followed the Draco priest out of the stench morgue. The dark eyes flashed back and forth, remembering Dalton before coming. What Kander said.

"... Father Anthony of Gumu Town is one of the holy priests who most dislikes and hates wizards, so he must not be left with any college handle to resolve this matter as soon as possible.

In addition, I suspect that this incident is not an accident, but someone deliberately did it. Maybe in order to combat the reputation of the college, maybe not. Anyway, find out the truth. "Mobile phone users, please browse and read for a better reading experience.