Chapter 102: Chapter 91 The Gathering of the Faceless
During this ti, had soone entered his room?
It was also possible that soone had used magic to manipulate the fairies into placing this item on his desk.
Lynn imdiately realized this, and the bright red envelope began to tremble slightly as if it had sensed sothing.
“Frost Curtain”
Without hesitation, Lynn raised his hand to cast a spell, a solid wall of ice crystals ford in front of him, and his right hand was already on the doorknob, ready to open the door and flee at any mont.
Under Lynn’s vigilant gaze, the bright red envelope automatically opened and hovered in the air, the embossed golden magical script inside was quite conspicuous.
“Dear Mr. Carl,
In light of your impressive performance within Yiyeta Harbor, we cordially invite you to beco a mber of the ‘Faceless.’
The ‘Faceless’ is dedicated to exploring the mysteries of magic, free from the constraints of rules, and without separation by status, all mbers will exchange knowledge as equals to jointly seek the truth of the world….
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The next assembly will take place in four days, at precisely eleven o’clock in the evening, and we look forward to your attendance.”
Lynn’s gaze swept over the long page and eventually settled on the two words at the beginning of the envelope, “Carl.”
Had his identity been exposed?
This thought couldn’t help but surface in Lynn’s mind. Carl was the na of the body he had taken over, and it had been a long ti since he had heard this na after arriving at the harbor town.
Although the red letter in front of him appeared to be rely an invitation, and the content and address were very polite, the direct ntion of his identity clearly indicated that the sender had ill intentions, carrying a hint of threat.
Now, the only person who definitely knew his identity was Johnny…
No, Bai Ge and the possibly dead Kro could also be considered half a person.
Lynn’s first suspect was naturally Johnny. After entering the harbor town, the identity and status he had obtained did not match the original Carl’s, which might have raised so doubts in the other’s mind.
But the exposure of his identity would not benefit Johnny in any way, as it would an that the responsibility for the interruption of the trade routes would be brought up again.
Compared to the official identity he had received, the word of an apprentice did not carry much credibility.
Next was Bai Ge; although the child was now in a half-dead state, so powerful spiritual magic wizards might be able to extract so critical information from her mind.
Helram had already taken Bai Ge’s frozen body to find a grand wizard who was an expert in spiritual magic, which might be related to this.
However, Lynn quickly dismissed this guess because that grand wizard had only set off yesterday. Not to ntion whether he could reach Wizard City within a day, at the very least he wouldn’t have been able to return to send the letter.
Furthermore, Lynn was utterly incapable of competing with the power Helram possessed; if the latter had sothing on him, there was no need for such convoluted asures.
If he was not mistaken, Bai Ge’s soul had likely already been collected by the AI, and even if there were mory-searching magic, it might not be useful.
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and after the initial panic, Lynn quickly cald down.
The other party might not truly be able to confirm it, this letter could very well be a probe, otherwise, it wouldn’t have been delivered only now.
Because there was no evidence to prove that he was Carl.
In Wizard Land, where Spiritual Magic was completely forbidden, using mories from the brain as evidence was not sothing that could be brought to light.
After all, anyone who claid so would be admitting to being a Spiritual Wizard and having used magic expressly forbidden by the Wizard Council—a serious offense.
As Lynn pondered, the envelope floating in mid-air spontaneously combusted, turning into scattered ashes.
At the sa ti, a delicately crafted ring fell out, landing inside the cup on the desk with a series of crisp sounds.
Lynn activated “Mage’s Hand,” drawing the ring closer to him.
According to the description in the envelope, by inputting Magic Power into the ring, a specific magical frequency would be emitted, sending a portion of intent-bearing Magic Power to the eting location.
No need to move in person, nor appear in true form—this is what “Faceless” ant!
Apart from the inviter, no one else could know the identities of the others… Each mber could freely discuss topics considered taboo by Wizard Land, including the forbidden Spiritual Magic!
This is sowhat like… holographic projection?
Lynn turned the exquisite ring over, its band made entirely of Mithril, with many strange magical runes engraved on its surface. The most eye-catching feature was the red gemstone set on the bezel, carved into the shape of an exceedingly beautiful flower.
“Bloodrose?” Lynn recognized the unique flower and instantly understood who had sent the envelope and the ring.
Had his recent interrogation of Nu’er been noticed?
Lynn pondered privately whether the mont Nu’er died, the person who had placed the soul restriction in his mind received the ssage and hence sent the letter.
Whether this was a threat, a warning, or an attempt to court him, Lynn did not know, but one thing he could be sure of was that this Wizard organization nad “Bloodrose” seed to know a lot of information they shouldn’t have access to.
Whether it was the suddenly acquired blueprints for the airship or the na “Carl”…
Prophecy? Divination? Contacting the possibly deceased Kro via spirit seance, so kind of magic for eavesdropping on conversations, spells for detecting lies, bribing soone who knew this information with money…
Thinking of all the possibilities, Lynn’s expression turned cold. He wrapped the hovering ring in antimagic stone to block Magic Power, then took down books one by one from the bookshelf, cut a hole in the wooden board behind them, and stashed the ring inside.
He certainly had no intention of carrying around such an item of dubious origin, nor did he plan to attend the so-called “Faceless” gathering—which could very well be a trap, and attending would simply validate the sender’s conjecture.
There were still four days until the next “Faceless” eting, presumably the ti the other party had given him to think it over, but Lynn had no intention of playing along at their pace.
“‘The Dark Physician’ Radak?” Lynn recalled the na that Nu’er had repeatedly ntioned during the interrogation.
This Radak must be a key figure within “Bloodrose,” and the most likely person to have set the soul restriction in Nu’er’s mind and sent him the letter!
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