"Two days and you go and pick up a bunch of crap and come back?"
Sunday evening, golden haze all over, 6 Bacchus, 2nd-floor bedroom, Fina crouched down and rummaged through the pile of metal.
"Aren't there any demons in there, aren't the ruins supposed to be a big pile of that kind of stuff?"
Eleazar smiled helplessly, "It was a perfectly preserved laboratory, so well preserved that it could be hidden until now without being discovered by the officials, full of indestructible machinery, no magical creatures..."
Fina asked curiously, "Not even the Constructs?"
"No, but there was a suddenly activated war golem, and I ate an electrocution that I couldn't avoid, and it hurt like hell..."
Hearing him say that, Fina then examined him with concern.
"Never mind, it's good to come back safely, and anyway, we've found the main ingredient for the Atmospheric Magic Pill..."
"Well, keep up the good work!"
Fina's heart ached for a long time as she looked at the body covered in scars, then stayed to soothe him well for the night.
The next morning, the two rode to school together.
In her seat, Fina suddenly came over and whispered, "By the way, if I find something transcendent in some rich person's house, can I go and try to get it?"
"Never!"
Eleazar's expression was extremely serious as he looked around and whispered, "Most of those transcendent things in the city are marked by the Church, just waiting for you smug people to steal them."
"So..."
Fina looked thoughtful.
In that case, wouldn't those 5 Transcendents be cold?
What they went and stole at night was in the papers the next day.
"$10 million worth of antiques are missing, and the Thrill of the Thieves has struck again! It is reported that Mr. Norman has offered a reward of $500,000 to all major private investigators to trace the whereabouts of the missing!
After arriving on campus and separating from Witcher, Fina had been contemplating what she would have to warn to get the gang to stop being dead.
You can't reveal your identity and at the same time, you can't let the other person perceive that you are in extreme danger and make a big overreaction.
Then, by the time the third day rolled around, she realized that the gang was getting ready to do it again.
As if they were trying to make the name of the Shocking Demon Pirates resonate through the city of Dallon, they chose another large family to start with.
"Are you guys, like, that short on money?"
Fina couldn't fathom their existence and simply didn't want to care, if the witch wasn't in there, she wouldn't bother with these people's deaths.
So this time, the warlock wasn't going to let them get away with it.
Watching the man who specialized in committing burglaries, already burrowing into the mansion, Fina lowered her head and watched as a drunken woman was dragged hard down the alley with the man who came out of nowhere to cover her mouth.
"That's great, was worried about how to cause a little commotion."
Under the night, shadows filled everywhere, the warlock standing on the top of a dozen-meter-high building, from a distance, there was only a blur of black shadows, until the moonlight brushed over, the shadows gradually receded, and a faint figure only loomed if it appeared, but then gradually became hazy.
The moonlight spilled a few more moments into the alley, and as the shimmering light brushed by, a woman with a slightly pale face leaned against the dark wall, her eyes extremely frightened.
A burst of popping beans rang throughout the body of the man in front of her who was ready to commit his sin, and a violent scream tore through the night.
Only to see the man suddenly suspended in the air, the bones of his whole body were crushed a little bit, his limbs were folded back and crossed, and his head was pressed back into his chest cavity as if he had been pinched into a meatball by an invisible hand, and then casually thrown, bouncing and bouncing out into the street...
Looking at the sudden barking of the dogs in that mansion, and the five figures that bypassed the horrible human meatball and fled, Fina clapped her hands in satisfaction.
"Done... hmmm... Not bad for an evil wizard~"
After a slight moment of narcissism, she jumped off the roof of the building, used a memory erasure spell that was extremely difficult to perform, and stomped the stunned woman in the alleyway unconscious before she left with a flourish.
...
The 5 people of the tavern who had already run to a safe place looked at the meatball in the center of the street from a hidden corner in disbelief.
"What is that thing!!!"
"It's a man..."
The bartender at Dark Pathways said with unmistakable certainty.
The burglar scratched his hair, "I know it's human... I was going to ask why he was like that..."
"It was pinched alive by magical hands."
Loveland quietly senses the surroundings, "It's a caster..."
Concerned, the butcher asked, "Is there a meaning to this?"
"It's probably a warning, maybe something like that in the mansion has been picked out by the people to warn us to stay out of the way."
"But now we all can't touch it, such a commotion has attracted the officials!" Duke said in annoyance.
"Exactly..." Loveland's face was also a bit worried.
"If the other side casts spells randomly like this, it will attract the church, let's suspend our activities for a while, the stabilizer will still be enough for most of the year anyway."
Duke looked at the soothsayer with an unfavorable gaze, "How did you divine that, didn't you say that you would just encounter some obstacles, if it wasn't for this prediction of yours, I would have already gotten my hands on the item!"
"It was so close! I would have taken that thing if that divination of yours hadn't kept me on my toes and wasted a moment's work for nothing!"
Evelea looked up in surprise, "Huh, blame me?"
"I don't blame you."
Loveland excused her, "If the stuff is in hand, the other side might just go to war with us, and if we're stalled, we might have to scurry all over the city again like we did that night."
Hearing the boss say this, the crowd then resigned themselves to their fate.
...
Soon after, the human-shaped meatball was taken to the local church.
The night watchman gave a brief and concise account of the discovery of the ball and his guesses.
"There was another female at the scene, but the brain was so traumatized it was a memory erasure method and no longer provides useful clues."
The bishop glanced down at the meatball and said faintly, "It's hopeless, send it to the funeral home for cremation once you've verified the identity, and then check the man's family situation during the day."
"Yes!"
After the night watchman left, the cleric turned back.
"The police just sent word that the Garden District side... Suspected burglars have been encountered, and I'm guessing they're being missed."
"That Amazing Pirates, it's got the city on edge, the upper echelon is already upset with the inactive police, and the victims are raising their private investigators to investigate, when are we going to deal with it?"
"There is no hurry." The Bishop's gaze was unmistakably calm.
"The group has already offered up two Transcendent Covens, and on Grom's side, it was smooth enough to capture dozens of illegal Transcendents, it's amazing that there are still so many dens of evil in Celine, so let's close the net when the group can't sell their loot anymore."