"The Demon Thieves are all gone..."
In the tavern full of wrecks, the acolytes looked at the corpses all over the place.
A shocking puddle of blood, in a cone shape spread from the doorway to the bar at the end, with part of the skeleton embedded in the wall.
The Prayer of Secrets crouched down and was the first to examine the dead cook in the doorway.
"It's... Clay? Infused with the transcendent properties of a gladiator, it's a doll!"
A little surprised, he stood up and went to the dead body in the doorway.
"Abdominal cuts, death by traumatic infection of poison, uh... It's a deadly poison concocted by Blue Phantom, the transcendental activity is concentrated in the hands, feet, and ears, and the residual transcendental traits are ＜Cracking＞, ＜Listening＞, ＜Theft＞, and ＜Silent Step＞, and at least 4 copies of the magic potion have been taken, hmmm... High probability is the Burglar Sequence, should be the main member of the Magic Thieves."
Then came the body of the woman at the bar.
"Young female, fatal wound in the chest, also infected with virulent poison, heart crushed by continuous strangulation by a sharp blade, all transcendental activity concentrated in the brain, a typical spell caster, with residual traits of ＜Shaping＞, ＜Soul＞, ＜Split＞, ＜Dominance＞, ＜Fraud＞ .... This is a Sequencer who has completed the ＜Mannequin＞ ritual, a Secret Mage!"
There's also a bartender in the bar with a broken neck.
"This one is also a doll, infused with the characteristics of the Darkness Sequence..."
Standing off to the side, the recorder's face was thoughtful, "So, over half of the members of the Magic Thieves are just mannequins of the Secret Mages?"
"No, it's a higher order of secret puppets, they are infused with the transcendent traits of certain people when they are made, and then they undergo a psionic ritual to recall their souls, awakening a part of their consciousness and emotions, and being able to act on their own, they look just like a normal human being."
Explaining absently, the Prayer of Secrets standing by the wall tipped his chin.
"This one who didn't even retain his whole body, all the transcendental activity has radiated away, can't check what sequence it was, but judging from the skeleton, it would have been a male."
"The Demon Thieves were 2 women and 3 men, and the dead here, 1 woman and 4 men, the right number of people, but not the right gender."
The Recorder said quietly, "The one named Evelea is missing, and if she escaped, then who is the extra male here and why did the Magic Bandits overthrow the group overnight?"
The Praying Mystic twisted his head, "Send a request to Her Highness the Holy Maiden, and we'll go to the academy at dawn to investigate."
"It's strange why a Transcendent who was hiding well would suddenly join a group that had fled from Loran to participate in activities that would reveal their identity..."
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Darkened witch's lair, wilted flowers everywhere.
The silhouette on the stone slab showed no signs of awakening for a long time.
"You didn't even forget how to resurrect, did you?"
Eleazar looked down at the pale cheeks for a long, contemplative moment and slowly leaned down.
"Time to wake up, silly..."
It's like touching a hidden organ that's been set up.
In a flash, her body dissipated into a rain of light in the sky.
After a few more moments of waiting, the flowers at his feet slowly raised their hitching branches, and the sea of blossoms came to life, emitting an eerie luminescence that mysteriously illuminated the cavern.
Following the light forward, a timid figure stood at the entrance to the cave, holding onto the stone wall beside it as if it wanted to come over, but didn't dare to move.
Eleazar walks over to her quickly and wraps her in a hug.
She immediately cried, "The church has found me out!"