Durin's Diary

Chapter 145 Looking back on the past
Anta stood at the school gate, looking at her foreign colleagues. She had seen these members of the Copenhagen Mage Tower when she visited. Now they were preparing to reconstruct the scene - of course, using magic to trace back to the past.

This technique has its drawbacks. First, it is difficult to accurately trace the past - it is difficult because places like cities have too many past events. If you are not proficient in this technique, it is likely to fail. Even if the keywords are given enough to make the technique trace back successfully, it is very likely that a different picture will appear in front of everyone.

"But it shouldn't be too difficult for what just happened." Elaine was only a fourth-level mage, but she had a good grasp of theoretical knowledge, which made Anta very satisfied. Du Lin liked to adopt small animals, and Anta didn't mind too much. After all, he was a child of dragon seed, and fraternity was a normal expression.

Moreover, everyone said that the early deaths of the two wives of the Duke of Ish were closely related to his power.

Although this sounded like nonsense, Anta felt that he should believe it in the face of his ally who had transformed into a Phantasma.

Although she felt bad and a little jealous, the thought that she couldn't accompany Dulin for the rest of his life... was too terrible. Anta couldn't imagine such a future.

Therefore, Anta is willing to accept Dulin's fraternity, but she also has a requirement, that is, the adopted animals cannot be idiots.

In this regard, both Elaine and the little doe named Alyssa seem to be quite smart.

Especially Alyssa, she looks harmless, but her hands... Her hands, which have been removed by alchemical potions due to callouses, will appear very pale, which is very harmful to the skin. Generally, experienced swordsmen don't care about the existence of calluses, just like Anta's mother.

So, who cares about calluses?

Of course, she was a real noble lady from Savoy. They liked to act like this, pretending to be a delicate lady, but in fact, they had killed people and done bad things.

Anta was very satisfied with Elaine - a little Uccello bird, a little silly, but as a fellow mage, she was somewhat reliable.

As for Alyssa, Anta was somewhat dissatisfied, but considering that Alyssa confessed that her extraordinary ability was from the assassin sequence, this honesty made Anta feel a little bit satisfied - nowadays, the owners of the assassin sequence can even hide it from their own mothers, and Alyssa's ability to introduce herself to Anta, who is a stranger, is a sign of submission.

In the eyes of the three girls, as the ritual was completed, the cleaned-up scene suddenly began to darken. Then, everything that had just happened here seemed to begin to unfold in their eyes in reverse, including Durin's ritual.

"I told you, it definitely has nothing to do with Durin. Don't we know this about our child?" An old grassland elf wizard among the wizards laughed loudly.

Indeed, Du Lin's appearance in the retrospective means that he is not the murderer - now that it is known that the murderer is the Avenger, the retrospective is ineffective against the murderer, and Du Lin's appearance here makes many rumors self-defeating.

Anta noticed that many people in the secret police looked at the old man named Fisher, who was counting money and seemed quite happy. It looked like the ending was a dealer's win.

"Many of those guys think that Mr. Du Lin is the murderer. How is that possible? He was on the third floor when the incident happened, and we were on the first floor. How could he fly to the crime scene and kill people?" Elaine was a little unhappy.

Anta smiled and patted her on the back: "Don't take it too seriously. Being suspicious is their way of survival."

Anta didn't think there was anything wrong with the police's suspicion. Even Du Lin would think so if he were here. After all, this was their professional quality. They were suspicious of everything they could suspect, and they wanted to find the murderer from the suspects, or confirm that they were innocent. This was what the police did.

At this time, the scene had returned to the moment when Miss Jane was shot. Alyssa was sharp-eyed and whispered that she saw something drilling into Miss Jane's body while bleeding.

It was a bullet, that was for sure.

But after adjusting the technique several times, the bullet could not be completely located.

"This should be the bullet shot by the Avenger. It is extremely difficult to locate." One of the mages who was performing the spell complained.

At this time, the grassland elf wizard who had just spoken looked at Anta in the crowd: "Anta, my child, why don't you come and try."

“Who is he?” Alyssa frowned.

Anta sighed softly, "My uncle."

Then Anta stepped out of the crowd and came before his uncle, bowing his head slightly: "Uncle, good afternoon." "Good afternoon, my child, come, show your skills to your colleagues." The elder, a high-level wizard, said with a smile.

"Yeah." Anta nodded, then came to the mages who were performing the spell. Most of them were formal mages, so there was no problem in using the spell together, but it was a bit difficult to locate a certain moment - there were many advantages to using the spell together, but the biggest problem was that arcane powers from different sources would interfere with each other if the users could not be of the same mind, which was very embarrassing in some situations that required delicate operations.

Unfortunately, you can't meet your Du Lin.

Thinking of this, Anta raised her hands, and the power from her completely controlled everything. While cutting off the power of her companions, Anta thought of what Dulin said.

Anta, did you know that movie images are actually just composed of independent still pictures? Human vision only needs 24 pictures per second to achieve an illusion called deception.

So the next second, in the replay area, Miss Jane, who was shot, turned into forty-eight pictures. Anta confirmed it and finally left four pictures.

The next second, the four images were stacked together.

The bullet also has the most intuitive path.

The old man named Fisher walked into the retrospective area. He looked into the distance in the direction the bullet came from, and finally turned to look at his subordinates: "Who among you has the confidence to shoot me dead from that bell tower while I'm standing here?"

"Boss, are you crazy? The straight-line distance between the clock tower and here is about 800 meters! There is no one in the world who can fight at a distance of 800 meters!" A dwarf looked at the clock tower and answered with a smile, then he was stunned and ran in.

After confirming the trajectory, the dwarf slapped his forehead and said, "Holy crap! It really came from the bell tower!"

Anta sighed: "If you come in again, the retrospective area will be destroyed."

This sentence finally stopped these police officers who were ready to act.

After handing over the task of maintaining the retrospective area to his colleagues, Anta returned to his uncle's side. An elderly woman now stood beside him, looking at him with a kind expression. "Master Moder, your niece is quite nice. Is she engaged?"

Anta raised his brows and looked at Elaine, who had her brows lowered and a smile on her lips.

I'm fully aware of your predicament, Elaine.

Thinking of this, Anta looked at his uncle, who, as expected, said, "Got it, Madam Doze. The other party is the heir of the Elsh family."

Anta's lips curled up, and she gave the old woman a mage salute: "Antanya Iyer, Sixth Ring Mage, apprentice of the Circle Academy, pays respect to Madam Doze."

The Lady Doze in front of him was the third daughter of the king of this land, but the reason she could stand here today was that she was a half-step legend. Her presence forced even the high-ranking uncle Jiuhuan to cheer up and deal with it properly.

At least, we have to pay the most respect.

But, that's all.

Because apart from myself and Du Lin, no one can make any plans for my life.

Not fate.

Death is even worse.

(End of this chapter)