Fanatics of the Magic Academy

The second-circle mage, with a voice that conveyed concern for special needs, tentatively asked:

"What explanation do you want?"

Rose:

"..."

No, you don't haggle?

And what's with that probing, mentally unstable person's attitude, that condescending attitude?

Rose instantly realized what B had misjudged.

However, due to limited information and a lack of understanding of the magician community, he did not know what the specific misjudgment was.

However, this did not prevent Rose from taking advantage of the situation and gaining the upper hand in the negotiations.

Rose raised her chin slightly, taking the opportunity to climb up the ladder, her tone self-righteous:

"You must compensate me for my financial losses!"

Hearing that Rose only wanted money, the magician breathed a sigh of relief. He thought for a moment and said:

"This house is my private property."

I can transfer all the cash and goods inside to you.

Consider this compensation for any offense I have caused you as my agent.

In exchange, I need you to return Hope's research data and logs.

Rose was startled by the conditions the magician was offering, wondering if he was really that easy to talk to.

Only after hearing the end did Rose realize that Hope's life was not important to this person, and even the house was not an important asset.

What he valued was the data and research logs that Hope collected in the slums.

Those diaries filled with obscure technical terms,

Rose had flipped through it casually before.

Aside from being able to understand the general direction of abnormal research,

It was like reading a book written in a foreign language; it was of no value to him.

This deal was still very profitable for Rose.

However, Rose had other needs.

First, there's the trouble that follows killing Hope, who was the head of the official soup kitchen.

Although Hope was like a stray dog ​​in front of this magician,

But he was, after all, the head of the official soup kitchen.

Rose didn't believe that killing him like that would escape official investigation.

He himself said he could leave whenever he wanted and go wherever he wanted.

But the problem is, what about Tiana?

Rose has not yet figured out how to settle Tiana's affairs.

Because the welfare system in this world is a bit abnormal, although Rose hasn't looked into it in detail.

However, when I chatted with Joel the Old Gods before, he mentioned it only briefly.

Upon learning that his parents had both passed away, the other party considered placing him in the welfare system, but ultimately left with only a complicated expression, saying:

"You're fine the way you are now."

Rose was prepared for the worst and wanted to clean up the mess left by this incident as much as possible.

With that thought in mind, he said to the person before him:

"That's possible, but I need to retain some information to prove Hope's malicious intent to the authorities, so they won't come after me."

The magician thought about it and realized that it made sense. Although Hope was his agent, their relationship was primarily one of cooperation.

Hope's official status is troublesome for both the other party and herself.

Although Hope's official position was not high, he was still an official figure, and I needed to distance myself from Hope.

This official status is now a huge problem for both sides.

If the authorities trace Hope's death back to themselves, that would be a huge problem as well.

The man thought for a moment and said to Rose:

"Okay, I also need to clean up the mess I left with Hope."

The two exchanged a glance in the dim light, nodded, and reached a strange consensus.

The two then walked into the house side by side and went down the stairs to the basement.

In reality, the two appeared to be living a peaceful life together.

In fact, Rose had already chanted the [Bombardment] spell. If anything went wrong, Rose would instantly clear all his focus and beat the opponent into a meatball.

The magician had also made the necessary preparations. In fact, before he came to find Rose, he had already taken five precautions.

The reason neither side made a move was that the magician was wary of Rose, who might be a madman, a madman who manipulated his own body, and who knew what he might do.

Rose, however, was unsure of the second-circle mage's strength. Besides a second-circle spell, [Circular Fireball], which had a longer cast time than its lifespan, Rose currently possessed...

A body full of scattered first-level magic, while possessing a complete system and full functionality, is limited by the adjustment limits of the first-level magic model.

Without revealing their identities as followers of Gu Long, the outcome is hard to predict.

And Tiana was nearby.

And so, the two of them made their way down the wooden stairs to the basement without incident.

The magician went straight to the workbench to collect the data.

His steps abruptly halted when his gaze swept over Hans's bizarrely modified body.

His eyes gleamed as he circled the corpse twice, even managing to let out a soft exclamation of admiration:

"Hope is quite a character."

If Hope hadn't been born with poor magical talent, she might have been more suited to be a wizard than him.

In this world, intelligence and rationality cannot be directly exchanged for a ticket to become a magician.

Because in addition to being related to these things, it is also related to the body.

There is a limit to the natural development of the human brain. At its maximum, the brain can only develop to about 23 to 27 levels of intelligence.

Of course, there are exceptions. Monsters that are born with 30 or even 40 points are not unheard of, but the probability is so small that it can be ignored.

Many people cannot reach the minimum sanity standard of 25 points required to become a first-level mage simply by naturally developing their brains, so they need to meditate.

Through the magician's special meditation techniques, the body is placed in a special state, thereby indirectly intervening in the brain to develop rationality.

But this requires a lot of talent.

Of course, this was completely outside of Rose's knowledge, because he was a pure believer.

If he understood the relevant theories, he would just think it's all nonsense.

Putting the body in a special state and then increasing faith? Isn't that something you can achieve by simply sleeping?

At this point, Rose had no idea that the foundational prayer of the Ancient Dragon believers, the "Ancient Dragon Meditation," was actually utterly sinister.

Soon the magician piled up two stacks of logs and documents on the long table in the basement.

A bunch of things were the research data and related information that the magician needed.

A bunch of them are Hope's wonderful little diaries.

The two stood in front of the table and quickly flipped through the diary under the dim light.

After reading it, the two fell into a brief silence.

They then unanimously stated that BYD didn't need to change a single word of the content on it!

No, to be precise, the two even began to seriously discuss whether they should "whitewash" Hope a little.

Some of the behaviors recorded in the diary are so bizarre and perverse that if they are not properly edited, the authorities may suspect that it is a forgery.

So, in this basement, a second-circle mage and an ancient dragon cultist were hunched over their desks.

They began to meticulously delete, disguise, and erase traces.

They were dedicated to portraying Hope as an "ordinary" perverted old man—retaining only his hobbies of groping, pedophilia, and collecting human body parts.

In fact, they didn't need to put in much effort to create it.

Because that old bastard was nothing but a beast.