My dear witch, please turn evil according to the script!

Chapter 12 Is he really a genius?
City Defense Army Headquarters, Command Room.

Odermeyer was sitting behind a table with an investigation report into last night's explosion.

Next to the investigation report is the specific information about Roland Lancelot.

Below Roland's information was a collection of seemingly unrelated intelligence.

Although this information was delivered to him last night, he had already read the detailed report.

Even if one is unwilling to believe some of the records in Roland's file, the fact that this person single-handedly killed two fourth-ring magicians last night is enough to prove that there is a very high possibility that this guy has passed the assessment of the Royal Capital Magic Academy.

During the academy's practical assessment, students are not restricted from using props. However, if they want to use props, they must make them themselves during the assessment.

After investigation, it was found that the explosion last night was indeed an Imperial-standard magic pressure-activated mine, but it seemed to have undergone some modifications and did not have the special stamp of the military.

At least the original mines could not have the magic spoiler function.

The disruption of magic power and the inability to activate protective spells in time were the main reasons why the two fourth-ring mages were killed.

However, the city defense forces could not find the origin of the two mines.

The Adventurer's Association's commission reward list included some standard equipment provided by the Imperial Military, but Roland had never redeemed it.

Even the black market dealers were checked by the city defense forces and the Supervisory Bureau last night, but they couldn't find any purchase records of Roland.

However, Odermeyer was not surprised by this.

He was well aware of the Empire's equipment level. At least the mines produced on the assembly line couldn't have advanced features like mana deflection.

The cost of an arsenal also needs to be considered, and the empire's money does not come from the wind.

However, he did find out that Roland had purchased a book on the production of magical equipment and some explosives on his own.

No matter how outrageous this conclusion was, Odermeyer had to admit that this kid might really be a genius.

I learned rune engraving by myself, and was able to create mines with the same power as the Imperial standard mines, and added functions through rune engraving...

Moreover, don't even think about passing the actual combat test that even an ordinary fourth-ring magician may not be able to pass by relying solely on props. His own strength is definitely more than one level stronger than that of an ordinary second-ring magician.

The personal combat capability of a magician before the seventh-ring extraordinary stage cannot be judged simply by his rank.

Especially in this era when rune magic weapons are becoming more and more common, external objects can indeed make up for a considerable part of the combat power gap.

What concerned Odmeyer even more was that Roland even knew information about the Madonna of Ulcers.

"I don't know if he will be the key to breaking the deadlock."

"And the witch he's with...it looks like there's still hope."

Odmeyer lowered his eyebrows and glanced at a photo of the Riskan sewer taken by his subordinates on the table.

There were swarms of rats there, almost filling up the entire sewer.

Although the city defense forces cleared out the rat swarms found in time due to timely discovery, the subsequent inspection and cleanup activities were not ideal.

The rats seemed to be controlled by someone, running around and breaking into small groups.

The city defense forces' rat eradication efforts were not going smoothly. Instead, according to intelligence reports, residents in the city were experiencing a serious rat infestation.

Rat poison, sticky traps and mousetraps are almost sold out.

The more informed merchants from other places have started to purchase goods from nearby and resell them to Ruiskan.

Although there was nothing abnormal found in the large number of rats that appeared in the city in a short period of time, they looked like normal rats.

But the experienced Odermeyer knows that sometimes the normality revealed in the abnormality is often the most abnormal.

After careful investigation, the Supervisory Bureau apprehended a furtive man in black in a storage warehouse at the dock. He was quite powerful, a third-ring magician.

After finding himself surrounded by the Supervisory Bureau and the city defense forces, he did not resist at all, but committed suicide as quickly as possible. The other party detonated the small source in his body, and the resulting magic explosion destroyed his body and almost all of his personal belongings.

But the capture team finally found a small piece of burnt paper in the crater formed by the explosion.

Only a few indistinguishable characters remained on it.

After the restoration, Odemeyer obtained the four words "Our Lady of Ulcers", and what was suspicious was that the governor, who rarely asked about the affairs of the city defense army on weekdays, actually asked about what happened at the dock warehouse that day.

If it were just a simple inquiry, Odmeyer wouldn't have been so suspicious. After all, the incident at the dock was indeed a major event for the port city of Ruiskan.

However, the other party did not ask about the damage to the buildings, the casualties, or when the alert would be lifted and the terminal would resume normal operations.

He only asked one question - did the city defense forces find anything in the warehouse?

Odermeyer breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew something was happening in the Rhyskan, but beyond that, he knew nothing.

All that can be done is to have the city defense forces step up patrols and the Supervisory Bureau step up intelligence gathering.

He had gained nothing for a week. Apart from a wave of crackdowns on thieves and gangsters in the city, he had not obtained any clues until last night.

"Why hasn't this kid come yet? It's almost noon!"

The colonel, who had been waiting for Roland in the command room for the entire morning, was now somewhat annoyed.

Young people nowadays are so rude! He is told to come anytime and yet he doesn't come right away?

I should have asked someone to explain things more clearly.

Just as Odermeyer was thinking this, his adjutant knocked on the door: "Colonel, your guest is here."

"Well, let them in." Odmeyer's expression changed quickly. He sat up straight and showed what he thought was a kind smile. The unhappy expression that had appeared on his face not long ago disappeared in an instant.

The adjutant nodded, then stepped aside to make way and gestured with his hand for someone to come in.

Roland and Kalia walked into the command room one after another.

Unlike Roland, who first took a look at the layout of the command room after entering, Kalia immediately found the colonel who was looking at them with a smile after entering the command room.

After staring at him for a while, Kalia leaned over to Roland's ear and whispered, "Roland, that old man's smile is so ugly, and he's staring at us."

Roland glanced at the old man Kalia was talking about, then said speechlessly, "Kalia, that's Colonel Odmeyer."

Kalia: “…”

Odermeyer: "..."

The smile on Odmeyer's face disappeared. He simply coughed a few times and took the initiative to change the subject: "Ahem, welcome to both of you."

"Mr. Roland, I know you've accepted my commission. The reward is ready. I hope your answer will satisfy me."

"Now let's go to a quiet place to have this discussion. Follow me."

After saying that, Odemeyer pressed a button under the table, and a secret door opened behind Odemeyer: "Please."

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