Chapter 189: Summoning Spirits
In the far suburbs of Tivian, Gale Fortress.
Under the heavily guarded military fortress, in the secret police center of the Pritt Kingdom, in the necromancy room inside the Security Bureau headquarters, a heavy and solemn atmosphere is spreading at this moment.
The dim light illuminated the not-so-spacious dark space. A white "Silence" magic circle was drawn on the floor in the center of the room, and around the magic circle was a circle of lit candles. In front of the magic circle was a small altar, on which were placed a handful of accessories and a few simple female accessories. Several figures gathered around the altar.
Among these figures, there was a waiter in a robe and a hood, and several middle and high-level officials of the Security Bureau. The most important of them was Prince Harold, who was wearing the uniform of General Pritt. As the head of the Security Bureau, he personally attended the ceremony, which seemed to be not large in scale. His arrival made the atmosphere on the scene become much heavier.
Harold stood there, watching intently as his subordinates arranged the ceremony. His presence made the people around him dare not say a word, but stood there waiting silently until the ceremony was completely arranged. Then a subordinate trotted to Harold, reported a few words in a low voice, and retreated silently. Then Harold fixed his gaze on the waiter in a long robe standing not far away.
"It's time to start."
Harold said so, and then the robed waiter bowed slightly to Harold, then silently walked to the front of the magic circle, and after sitting down in front of the small offering table, he began to silently recite an obscure spell, and driven by the spirituality he provided, the magic circle in front of him emitted a subtle glow.
Looking at the faint light emerging from the magic circle, everyone present had a nervous look on their faces for a moment, and all eyes began to stare at the center of the magic circle. The tense and heavy atmosphere in the air suddenly became much deeper.
The sound of the incantation continued to resound in the small space. After an unknown amount of time had passed, a faint shadow suddenly appeared in the dim light emitted by the magic circle, and then became clearer and clearer, and finally gradually revealed the appearance of a woman.
Countless security personnel at the scene couldn't help but take a deep breath after seeing this translucent figure. They exchanged glances with each other and their nearest companions, their eyes full of disbelief.
Harold, who was standing next to him, witnessed the ghost in the magic circle with his own eyes. His eyes widened slightly, and he seemed to be unable to control the emotions surging in his heart. Finally, he took a deep breath, calmed down his inner thoughts, and slowly spoke to the floating ghost in the magic circle.
"Misha...are you really dead?"
"Yes, Your Highness Harold, I am now... dead."
In the mid-air of the floating soul-summoning magic circle, the royal female knight appeared in the state of a translucent ghost with the unique confused look of the summoned dead. She answered in ethereal words. After hearing the deceased's personal confirmation of his own death, all the security personnel on the scene couldn't help but look gloomy, obviously this was extremely bad news for them.
After the recent Lengya Prison riot was suppressed, when the dust settled and the losses were counted, the people from the Security Bureau could not find Misha who had come to do business that day. After searching for her in many places without success, everyone had a very bad idea in their mind, so they wanted to use this ritual to try it out, but they did not expect this result.
Looking at the souls of his trusted men emerging from the magic circle, Harold felt mixed emotions, but now was not the time to feel sentimental and sad, so after a brief pause, Harold continued to ask questions.
"Do you remember how you died?"
"I died from the burning talisman I used when I was helpless, so that my body would not fall into the hands of the bad guys after death." Misha's spirit continued to respond to Harold's words with a confused look, and Harold then asked about more details.
"Who are those so-called bad guys? Who pushed you to that state?"
"I don't know... I didn't see them use any obvious extraordinary abilities before I died. I was affected by the powerful explosion and lost most of my combat power. Even if they only used ordinary weapons, I couldn't resist them."
"Tell me more about the explosion."
"It was a whole truckload of explosives, disguised as supplies to be transported to Lengya Prison. It was transported by a few fake Lengya guards, but the vehicle was damaged on the way and got stuck in the middle of the road. Meshos and I encountered them on the way out after finishing our business in Lengya. Meshos went to negotiate and I followed behind. Then the fake guards started to flee, and Meshos chased them. Then the explosives in the car exploded. Because I was in a very bad position at the time, I didn't have time to escape and was seriously injured."
With an expressionless face, Misha recounted her experiences before her death to the people in front of her. The more Harold listened, the more solemn his expression became. After this, he couldn't help but glance aside and look at Gregor, who was still wrapped in bandages and had a lonely expression not far away.
"So, those people came here specifically to kill you? That truckload of explosive traps was specially prepared for you?" Harold asked Misha, and Misha's spirit paused slightly before answering.
"I can't be completely sure about this. I've heard their conversation. They seemed very surprised by my appearance. Using explosives to injure me and get rid of my image was not part of their plan. It was just a temporary option. It seems that their plan is to transport the explosives to Lengya, but I don't know what they are going to use them for..."
Listening to Misha's answer, Harold seemed to be thinking about something in his mind. The information he got from Misha allowed him to confirm some questions, that is, whether Misha's death was caused by someone who deliberately wanted to harm her, or she was involved in the prison riot in Leng Ya. Now it seems that it should be the latter.
The riot in Lengya Prison was launched to coordinate external rescue. It was obviously an action launched by a secret group to rescue captured companions. There were also incidents of explosives smashing the wall during the riot. That truck of explosives should have been prepared for similar things, but Misha's sudden appearance caused the rescue group to temporarily change their strategy and choose to use the explosives on Misha.
After figuring out the core issue of this summoning, Harold's mood did not become better. He continued to communicate with Misha's soul and asked for more details of the incident. He decided to end the ceremony only after the Beyonder who presided over the ceremony could no longer hold on.
"Huh... I didn't expect that we would part in this way in the end. Your departure is a great loss to me and the entire bureau. Go on your journey with peace of mind. I will compensate your family in due time." Harold sighed and said this after asking the main question while looking at the ghost in front of him whose color was beginning to fade. Misha also responded silently.
"It is my regret that I can no longer continue to assist you, Your Highness."
As the last words were spoken, the necromancy ceremony gradually came to an end. At the last moment, Misha's soul was sent to the underworld again by the necromancer, and was specially buried in the depths of the underworld by the necromancer of the Security Bureau. After seeing Misha's soul disappear like this, Harold could not help but let out a sigh.
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In the huge city of Tivian, in a certain ordinary building, in a spacious room with closed doors and windows, there is also a "silent" magic circle drawn on the floor here.
In front of the magic circle, there was a figure sitting upright. She was wearing a loose robe, a veil and a hood, and gloves on her hands. Her whole body seemed to be wrapped in a layer of cover. Except for the curves of her body that revealed that she was a woman, she did not show any other characteristics.
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