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Hill took Amir and Kiki to the basement, sent the two strong men who had been guarding there to the door, then closed the door, and asked two magicians to check the corpses that had been moved into the coffin.

It was still winter at this time, and the basement without a fire was already dark and cold. In order to ensure that the corpse would not rot, a large amount of ice was added in, making the room in the basement a bit colder than the outside.

As soon as Keech entered the door, he was shivered by the cold air. Hill next to him subconsciously wanted to reach out to hug him, but just as he raised his hand, he remembered that this kind of intimacy is no longer suitable for them. He moved, so he could only clenched his fist and retracted his hand calmly.

Keech didn't notice Hill's small movements, and got used to the cold for a while, then closed his eyes, and checked the corpses in the coffin with his abilities.

Amir also stepped forward and observed with his eyes.

These dead have not been groomed by the mortician, and the scars on their bodies are all conspicuously left. Most of the fatal wounds come from sharp blades, but traces of damage by magic are also common, especially for those knights, the magic burns on their bodies are obviously more severe. It is more serious, and it can be seen from this that they have indeed adhered to the code of chivalry, and they have stood in front of the magicians most of the time, acting as human shields. Unfortunately, they even lost their lives after all. Failed to guard.

Amir is still guessing the state of these dead before their death based on their appearance, and Kiki's ability has found abnormalities in many corpses.Although the low temperature prevented the corpses from rotting, it could not prevent the dark elements from disappearing from these people's bodies. However, there was a mass of dark elements on the chest of one corpse that would not disperse. As striking as black ink on white paper.

Keech opened his eyes and found that the corpse was Floyd, and immediately said: "There is something wrong with Floyd's corpse."

"What's wrong?" Amir straightened up and walked towards Floyd's coffin.

Hill wanted to follow, but he really didn't like things like watching the corpses, and Kiki just stood there and didn't go forward, so he didn't move calmly, just listened to Amir and Amir. Keech's exchange.

"There are abnormal dark elements in the chest, maybe some kind of poison." Keech pointed to Freud's coffin.

Amir looked down, raised his hand and grabbed a slender wooden stick from a side corner with a whirlwind technique, held it in his hand, and pushed away Floyd's shirt.

"There is no wound on the chest." Amir said, turning Floyd over with the whirlwind technique, tearing off the clothes on the back with a wooden stick and the wind blade technique, and then frowned, "There was a dagger on the back. There are traces of being stabbed by something like that, but there is no stabbing in the heart, and there are fatal wounds on the neck. I am not a coroner, so I can't judge the real cause of death."

"I'm not familiar with dark elements." Kiki pouted, "Maybe you can ask Barosh to have a look."

"She is definitely not in Asshai now." Amir said meaningfully.

Kiki was stunned for a moment and then understood what Amir meant. With Barosh's qualifications in the Magic Association, if she was also in Asshai at the moment, it would definitely not be the turn of other magicians to preside over the overall situation in the Contact Tower.

"Master Hill, please find me a...porcelain jar, earthen jar, or metal box." Amir said suddenly, "In short, it's something that is small and can be sealed."

"Please wait a moment." Hill didn't understand what Amir wanted to do, but he turned around and ordered the request.

When Hill was looking for the pot, Keech boredly looked at the basement, and after a few glances, he suddenly realized that he had been here before—on Midsummer's Day the year before last, he killed two attackers from the Holy See. The two were placed here, and were stripped and inspected by Hill's father's men.

——This can be regarded as right and wrong, right?

Keech was thinking wildly, when Hill came in with a fist-sized porcelain jar and handed it to Amir.

"Is there a knife?" Amir asked again.

"...Please wait a moment." Hill had no choice but to turn around again, but this time he came back quickly, because the two guards at the door had daggers, and Hill directly asked for one from them.

Amir took the dagger and inserted it into Floyd's back, gouged out a piece of flesh from the wound, and put it into the porcelain jar in his hand.

Hill couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, regretting that he didn't lower his head or turn around.

"Seal the lid." Amir covered the jar and handed it to Kiki.

Keech didn't reach out to pick it up, and directly fulfilled Amir's request with his ability, and then said indifferently: "Okay."

Amir didn't confirm either. He held the clay pot in his hand, turned to Hill and said, "If you or your father can get the coroner, let him check the chest wound, as far as I can guess. , Floyd was probably plotted by some people first, and then his throat was cut by the enemy."

"I will remind father to pay attention." Hill nodded.

"Thank you." Amir grabbed the clay pot, walked towards Kiki, and said as he walked, "It seems that I won't see His Excellency the Earl tonight, so there is no need for us to stay here for a long time."

"Are you two going to leave Yasha tonight?" Hill asked tentatively.

"No, but there are other things that need to be dealt with." Amir stopped beside Kiki, "By the way, is the city also under martial law? If we just go out like this, will we run into trouble?"

"I'm afraid they will, if you two don't want to reveal your identities." Hill shrugged, and then said, "I can take the two of you out in the Balotelli's carriage, but I don't know where you two want to go? "

"Golden Lotus Hotel, Kiki likes the rooms there very much." Amir replied with a smile.

For a moment, the corners of Hill and Kiki's mouths twitched at the same time, and were stabbed to the sore spot by Amir's obviously malicious answer.But in the next moment, Kiki glared at Amir fiercely, but Hill smiled and suggested tepidly: "If the two of you are just looking for a place to spend the night, this is actually more suitable than the Golden Lotus, isn't it? ?"

"As I said, we still have other things to deal with." Amir smiled kindly and had a firm attitude.

"I see. I'll arrange a carriage for the two of you now." Hill didn't insist, bowed slightly, and led the two out of the basement.

But just as the three of them left the basement and were about to walk through the corridor to the front yard, Lucy hurriedly greeted them from the front, curtseyed to the three of them, and then, in front of Amir and Kiki, He said anxiously: "Master Hill, the rebels have arrived!"

The three were taken aback, and Hill immediately asked, "Have they started attacking the city yet?"

"No... I don't know... Butler Lehman didn't say anything." Lucy shook her head nervously.

Hill turned to look at Amir and Kiki, "Let's stay here. In this situation, going out may be very inconvenient."

Amir looked at Kiki, "Do you want to stay?"

Keech wanted to say no, but felt that since Hill didn't take him seriously, he couldn't show too much concern. He hesitated, and finally said, "It doesn't matter."

"Since you said so, Master Hill, please prepare a guest room for us." Amir smiled and said to Hill.

--one?

Hill realized that this might be another malicious tease, but couldn't help asking, "Is one room enough?"

"Of course." Amir's smile remained unchanged, "Only His Excellency Keech needs to live here, and I still have to leave."

--I knew it!

Hill secretly gritted his teeth, but he had to match Amir's words with a puzzled expression on his face.

But before Hill could ask his doubts, Kiki frowned and blurted out, "Are you leaving me alone again?"

Hearing this sentence, Hilton felt as if a knife had been stabbed in his heart, and looked at Kiki in surprise.

Keech was just complaining casually. From the day he met Amir, Amir would leave him aside from time to time and go about his own affairs. The same scene repeated itself. Feel a little fed up!

——I am no longer a child who knows nothing and can do nothing!

Keech thought angrily.

"It's more convenient for me to go out alone." Amir explained that he was used to Kiki's temper and didn't take such words to heart at all, "You stay here and have a good chat with Master Hill, don't forget, We're not here just for these bodies—oh, and lend me the ring."

"This?" Keech raised his left hand.

"Yeah." Amir nodded, "It's easy to do things with some deterrent tokens."

"Then why don't you just take me there." Kiki muttered and took the storage ring off his finger and handed it to Amir.

"Believe me, dear, the effect of wearing you is definitely not as good as this ring." Amir put away the ring and said solemnly.

Keech couldn't help grinding his teeth, but he also knew that Amir was telling the truth. Although he had become the president, in the eyes of those great magicians, he was just a hanger wearing the president's robe and a tray with storage rings .

"Master Hill, there should be more than one exit from the main entrance, right?" Amir turned to Hill and asked.

"Of course, I can ask Lucy to take you there." Hill gave Lucy a look, "Do you need a carriage for you?"

"No need, riding in a carriage at this time is rather annoying." Amir shook his head, turned around and held Kiki's left hand, pretending to be humble and gently kissed his fingers, "Please put the communicator by your side, Mr. Kiki , I will contact you at any time."

"Understood." Kiki returned Amir with a pair of white eyes, and pulled his hand back forcefully.

Amir smiled, said no more, and followed Lucy to the side entrance of Balotelli's mansion.

Seeing Amir walking away, Hill turned around, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"...No." Keech lowered his eyelids, avoiding Hill's gaze.

"Then, I'll have someone prepare dinner first, and then send you to your room to rest..." Hill continued tentatively.

"Take me outside first, I want to know what's going on outside." Keech interrupted Hill's suggestion.

"Okay." Hill could only nod, led Keech, and continued walking to the front yard.

In fact, Hill also wanted to know the situation outside the city at this time, but he also knew that no matter whether the situation there was good or bad, there was nothing he could do.

The two walked out of the mansion in silence, but the Balotelli family's mansion was far away from the city wall, and it could only be vaguely seen that the sky in the west seemed brighter than the other three directions, and there was no movement around the yard. The surrounding streets were all dead silent.

Keech was very dissatisfied with only seeing such a result, so he drove the wind element, flew up lightly, and looked down at the situation to the west.

The moon is still bright tonight, which makes the rebels outside the city look very eye-catching. They are all wearing blood-colored battle robes and dark-colored battle armor. Under the moonlight, they appear almost eerie.

Although the rebels had already arrived outside the city of Asshai, they were still quite far from the city wall, and it seemed that they had not entered the range of the trebuchets. Therefore, the soldiers on the city wall of Asshai only stood at the top of the city, fighting with the rebels. Staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes, they did not attack them.

Keech had no concept of war at all. Seeing the huge army of ten thousand people outside the city, the first thought that popped into his head was which forbidden spell could be used to wipe them all out.He didn't understand why Yasha didn't take the initiative to launch an attack. He just felt that such a confrontation was meaningless and a waste of time.

But looking at it, Keech suddenly felt that there seemed to be something missing in these rebels.

——By the way, the silver-armored paladin!

Keech quickly clapped his hands. When he was monitoring the magic channel a few days ago, he clearly heard that there was a group of silver armored knights in the rebel army, which looked like the Silver Knights from the Holy See.But at this moment, the rebels outside the city were all wearing dark armor, and there was no such eye-catching existence as silver armor.

—Is it a change of armor or... is it not there?

Keech fell back to the ground while thinking, bit his lip, and finally had to ask Hill: "Can the armor worn by the knight be changed at any time, such as changing from white to black?"

"Generally speaking, no." Hill was slightly taken aback, then shook his head, "Armor is both an identity and an avatar for a knight, just like a marshal's flag to display himself, or a family badge to record history. The logo is even more important than weapons from the perspective of inheritance, even if it needs to be replaced, it will only use the same materials to create an identical substitute."

Hearing what Hill said, Kiki immediately took out the communicator from his pocket and adjusted it to Amir's scale.

"What happened?" Amir's doubtful voice came out of the communicator quickly.

"The Holy See's Silver Armored Knights did not appear outside the city." Keech replied word by word.

"Are you sure?" Amir was also taken aback.

"Yes!" Keech said seriously.

"I see, you should also be more careful." Amir didn't ask any more questions, but gave a warning, and then turned off the communicator.

Hill, who was listening, heard something strange from Keech's words, and immediately asked, "The Holy See?"

"Yeah." Keech nodded and put away the communicator, "This time it's related to the Holy See, you should know, right?"

"I know, but I'm not sure." Hill's eyes darkened, "Have you...found the evidence yet?"

"I don't know if it counts as evidence, but it is likely that the Holy See was the one who ambushed Floyd and the others," Keech replied casually.

"Also the Holy See?" Hilton was taken aback for a moment.

Keech noticed the strangeness in Hill's expression, and tilted his head in doubt, "Why, is there something wrong?"

"Let's talk in another place." Hill clenched his fists and said as calmly as possible.

Keech didn't understand why Hill's appearance suddenly became so solemn and nervous, but he followed him out of the courtyard and went to the study.

Back in his study, Hill closed the door, turned around, and said to Kiki with a solemn expression: "Perhaps my next words will make you feel that I am being suspicious, but Kiki... Your Excellency, I have enough Evidence can prove that the death of His Excellency Floyd is inseparable from the disappearance of Prince Kesley and the Magic Association—to be precise, the Magic Association of Yasha.”

Keech suddenly raised his head and looked at Hill suspiciously.

"We got Lord Freud's communicator." Hill clenched his fist and continued, "The scale on it shows that Lord Freud had contacted someone from the Magic Association before his death, but unfortunately Yes, that person did not bring him assistance from the Magic Association, on the contrary, they didn’t know that Lord Floyd had died until we sent someone to notify the Magic Association.”

"Who does that scale belong to?" Kiki asked in a deep voice.

"Unfortunately, I don't know." Hill sighed, "However, the communicator is still in my father's hands, and I have already memorized the scale on it."

With that said, Hill turned around, took out a book from the bookshelf, took out a sticky note inside, and handed it to Kidge.

Keech didn't know who this scale belonged to, but he assisted Tina and Zoe to develop the communicator. He knew the distribution rules of the scale. When he saw the first number on the paper, he knew that this scale belonged to someone Great magician.

Keech deliberately adjusted his communicator to this scale and directly asked the identity of this person, but considering that Amir had repeatedly emphasized not to startle the snake before he arrived, after hesitating for a while, he did not take the risk after all.

"I'll check." Kiki put away the note and said with downcast eyes.