"Welco, great masters, to Yiyeta Harbor," said Philip, stepping forward with a forced smile, despite feeling so unease, and greeted them.
"How co Helram isn’t here?" Rafael looked around at everyone, asking with noticeable curiosity.
"The master went to Greenriel so ti ago," Philip replied indirectly.
Rafael raised his eyebrows, for he hadn’t heard this news, but considering the vastness of Greenriel and his lack of close acquaintance with Helram, he saw no reason to argue.
anwhile, August, who had stepped down from the carriage, turned his attention to Lynn and spoke with a hint of a smile on his face, "Is this the esteed Professor Lynn from the Secret Magic Society? Luo’er has ntioned you quite often in his letters to recently, talking about your profound mathematics courses and your airship experints. They will surely add a distinguished chapter to the history of Wizard Land."
"Master August, you flatter ," Lynn replied with a smile.
Rafael also joined the conversation. "I’ve seen your star charts and I must say they are very accurate, far surpassing the ones drawn by those divination wizards."
"In fact, there’s nothing significantly wrong with the star charts circulated within Wizard Land; it’s just that they reference different things. Of course, they may not realize the impact of planetary rotation," Lynn explained, showing his respect for those wizards dedicated to studying the motion of the stars.
After all, it’s a tedious and lengthy task, and to err is only natural in the exploration of the world—there’s always a process involved.
As they chatted, they walked towards the inside of the institute, leaving Tic and the others to the side.
The light-hearted atmosphere of the conversation, however, did relax Philip.
When there was a break in their discussion, Tic couldn’t help but ask, "Master Rafael, I’ve heard that you personally designed the layout of all the buildings in Yiyeta Harbor. Is that true?"
"Of course!" Rafael nodded with pride.
Tic hesitated for a long ti before he finally said slowly, "If I’m not mistaken, such a layout is ant to facilitate the setup of an Alchemy Array, isn’t it?"
"Very impressive that you noticed," said Rafael, surprised, glancing at Tic. Combining architectural design with Alchemy Arrays was his specialty, but he explained nevertheless.
"Originally, Helram told that he planned to research so techniques related to Spiritual Energy at the Yiyeta Academy, and to avoid any unnecessary accidents, it was necessary to set up an Array inside the Academy that could suppress Spiritual Bodies. So I suggested integrating the Alchemy Array into the architectural design..."
Tic and Luo’er exchanged glances. Before Evil Mage rck caused the downfall of the Spiritual Energy discipline, adding courses to study Spiritual Energy within a school was not a big deal. Since the city was established over twenty years ago, Rafael’s actions were not at fault.
What puzzled him the most, though, was if an Array that suppressed Spiritual Bodies covered the entire city, how could the poor souls in the southern district be subject to soul theft?
"Has anything happened within the Yiyeta Academy these days?" August inquired at just the right mont.
Rafael also looked over; they had noticed sothing amiss when they entered this port city because there wasn’t a single person on the bustling streets.
"Let explain," sighed Philip. When he saw the arrival of the two grand Wizards at the entrance of the academy, he realized that this scandal was probably impossible to keep hidden anymore.
"Does that an soone used a Soul Devouring Array within Yiyeta Harbor?" After listening to Philip’s account, Rafael’s expression turned unsightly, and he couldn’t shake off the feeling that he had been duped in so way.
He quickly analyzed that soone must have tampered with the Array he had set up, so when he heard the inexplicable whistling inside the academy, Rafael instantly realized that the souls of the deceased must have congregated inside the Tower of Whistling.
Because that was where the core of the Array was located.
"Co on, I want to see what tricks Helram is really playing," Rafael huffed coldly, taking the lead toward the location of the Tower of Whistling.
Philip and the others were reluctant to believe the matter had anything to do with Master Helram but were powerless to stop Rafael’s actions, opting instead to follow along.
Lynn was no exception; he was sowhat curious as to how the two grand Wizards would deal with the powerful vengeful spirit.
The tower, sealed for many years, was reopened. The dim and cold interior quickly ca into everyone’s view. The walls and ceilings were covered in cobwebs, and the floor tiles were caked with dust, obviously unattended for a long ti.
The mont they entered the tower, they imdiately felt a suffocating presence as if sothing was staring at them from the shadows.
Rafael paid no heed and continued forward, heading toward the basent of the tower. Compared to the dilapidated state above, this area was surprisingly clean.
"Be careful!" August suddenly warned.
The next mont, a piercing scream echoed in the tower, and under the surge of blood-red mist, a lightning-fast phantom shape lunged directly at Rol, the lowest-ranked Wizard among them.
Under the influence of the "Soul Scream," everyone’s actions involuntarily ca to a halt. Rol could not react in ti, and as the vengeful spirit was already upon him, he could only watch helplessly as a bloodied hand reached toward his chest.
But quicker than that was a powerful beam of magic power, which, fired after but reaching before, struck the blood-red mist and sent the vengeful spirit of Yiyeta flying away.
The spellcaster was August, and he was also the first person among them to break free from the influence of the scream.
Rol, who had just taken a walk at death’s door, remained rigid in place, unable to move, as a droplet of sweat slid down his temple. He had truly thought he was going to die just now.
Rafael, by now, had also recovered, and with a flick of his wrist, he threw out a reagent bottle. As it made contact with the vengeful spirit, it exploded instantaneously, spreading the powder contained within. The blood-red mist that enveloped the surroundings gradually dissipated, revealing its true form.
"Lydia?" Tic exclaid in shock. He had run into the half-human girl frequently while attending math classes beside the academy,so recognizing the face of the vengeful spirit, he couldn’t stop calling out.
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