The Southwest Chamber of Commerce was robbed, right in front of a Saint-level Archmage. The news spread, alarming almost every major power.
Simmons looked utterly dejected, having no idea how many times he'd been called out in the middle of the night. Why did that wretched Void Thief always seem to have to cause trouble at night?
Principal Braun frowned, completely unable to imagine which holy mage would be so shameless as to steal something.
Could it be that some bastard escaped from the Demon Sealing Tower?
Within the capital, people were everywhere, both in the sky and on the ground. Rumor had it that the Holy Archmage, who was guarding the Southwest Chamber of Commerce, had tracked down the other party's divine sense, but he couldn't discern its attributes.
But he has already determined that the murderer is a Saint Magister, whose theft methods are quite skilled. What's even more terrifying is that he was able to steal through the ring and magic bag, which must be related to space.
For a time, everyone was on edge, especially since the notorious thief had fled towards Tianshui Lake, and perhaps he was now hiding among the many forces on Tianshui Lake.
When a holy mage, who stands at the pinnacle of humanity, personally engages in such petty theft, countless people are at a loss for words.
After all, this is the first time such a situation has occurred in so many years.
Near the east gate, several high-ranking mages gathered together, trying to prove their innocence while investigating who was behind the attack. None of them were proficient in spatial magic; some hadn't even scratched the surface.
"Is it possible that the Void Thief is actually a spatial magic master? He has already made several moves and stolen from many treasure vaults." Gandalf, as a representative of the royal family, also participated in this high-level discussion.
"His ability to break through spatial barriers and unlock the secrets of the treasure vault makes this analysis sound. Spatial magic, huh? Gandalf, you're a wind elementalist, haven't you mastered spatial magic yet?" an old man asked.
“It’s not that easy,” Gandalf sighed, looking at the person who initiated the meeting. “What did you see in that trace of the void?”
"That bandit could move from one place to another, dozens of kilometers apart, which must be due to his ability to traverse through the void. I suspect that the traces of that void were caused by fluctuations from him entering some kind of void secret realm." The bigwig from the Southwest Chamber of Commerce calmed down and slowly expressed his opinion.
"You mean, he might be able to enter the Elf Realm ahead of time through special means?" an old woman interjected.
"I just have a suspicion. He seems to only commit crimes in the capital, probably waiting for news from the secret realm. Some guys, when they reach the end of their lives, might take extreme measures."
"Therefore, he is far too dangerous for us. Why don't we unite and take down that bastard together? I'm sure none of us would want to face a space-type holy mage."
Immediately, the representatives of these major powers stopped their discussion. The strength of the space-based system was indeed far more terrifying than that of the other systems.
The power ranking of mages is categorized by their ability to fly, a direct manifestation of their abilities. Grand Mages, on the other hand, can manipulate the surrounding elements to create an elemental domain around themselves.
The Holy Archmage is most directly represented by divine thought, and the various miraculous changes it can trigger are the embodiment of divine consciousness.
Without understanding divine will, one can never step into the realm of a Saint Magister.
"No objections!"
"I agree!" After several people expressed their opinions, Gandalf also agreed, since even the princess's palace he was protecting had been attacked by bandits.
Once they join forces, even if that guy is insane, he'll definitely have to think twice. Besides, in his current state, this master thief doesn't seem to intend to kill anyone; he's just extremely greedy.
After the leaders finished their discussion, their subordinates felt much more at ease, except for one merchant guild that had suffered heavy losses. They vowed to severely punish the culprits and even proactively sent people to analyze the traces left at the various stolen treasure vaults.
The princess's residence.
Another group of investigators from Sikong Shu arrived at Caitlin's treasure vault, this time with several unfamiliar faces. However, with Gandalf in charge, it didn't cause too much conflict.
However, Luo Fan still had the girls put away their magical pets beforehand to avoid attracting the attention of certain people.
Once things had calmed down at home, Caitlin pulled Lofan into the treasure vault again, making sure he hadn't left anything inside before she spoke.
"Did you do it?"
"How could that be? I don't have the strength of a Saint Magister." Luo Fan curled his lips, feeling no psychological pressure. In any case, even Xiao Ling'er couldn't tell whether he was lying or not.
Besides, the other party's investigation has already focused on that mysterious Holy Archmage, the Void Thief. What does that have to do with me, the Slime?
"But I have a feeling you have a motive. And your behavior today is a bit strange." Caitlin was skeptical. If it really wasn't Luo Fan who did it, then who could it be?
"You're always so suspicious. Besides, they're not targeting us at all, why overthink it!"
This operation is different from the previous ones; we didn't leave any trace through the treasure vault. It would be a miracle if you found anything.
“But how do I know if that guy will still attack us?” Caitlin said, sounding somewhat frustrated, though she couldn’t detect anything unusual in Luo Fan’s voice.
"Don't worry, if he really dares to show up here, I'll definitely be able to find him. When the teacher steps in, we can definitely drive him away."
Faced with such a powerful archmage, Caitlin couldn't complain anymore. But now even her spatial ring wasn't safe; how was she supposed to store those treasures?
Forget it, we'll just have to rely on Luo Fan, since he's also skilled in spatial magic.
Once outside the empty treasure vault, Luo Fan slipped away. Watching his retreating figure, Caitlin, a stick figure only level 51, sighed.
If a level 51 magical pet were to comprehend divine sense, a skill that only magical beasts of level 100 and above have the opportunity to learn, no one would believe it.
Having narrowly escaped death, Luo Fan reappeared in Xiao Ling'er's lively room. All the sound-making props he had collected earlier had been hung up by the girl.
At this moment, she was striking the tuning fork, feeling the fluctuations of some kind of magic, and then slowly absorbing it to make up for the magic she had lost.
"Brother Fan, what brings you here?"
"Come and see how you are doing." Among the loot was a special bone flute, which was sealed in a special box.
The bone flute also has some special patterns, but they are deeply embedded in the bone and do not look like inscriptions.
"I feel great right now! These sounds are all different, and each one has its own unique characteristics." Little Bell tapped the tuning fork on the table again and even spun around, looking radiant.
"That's good. Try this bone flute and see if it has any effect."
"What's this?" She came closer, curiously examining the small prop.
"This is called a recorder. You can make all sorts of different sounds when you blow on it!" Luo Fan explained, and even gave Xiao Ling'er a simple demonstration of how to make a sound.
However, as the flute was played, the white membrane vibrated, and Luo Fan suddenly felt unwell.
This thing, the sound it produced actually carried a strong aggressive quality, actively attacking the consciousness of the performer!
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