"What was this thing that gave you the courage to attack a Magic Guide?" Dark examined it closely in the moonlight, greatly intrigued.
An unfamiliar rune was engraved on the bottom of the goblet. According to the magician's memories, it could enable someone with no magical talent whatsoever to grasp rudimentary spiritual magic and enhance it.
Once this goblet was taken away, the circus magician would never be able to cast hypnosis again.
"Consider it compensation for the emotional distress you caused by attacking us." Dark sealed the goblet in a bag and put it into his pack, then signaled for the "Soul of the Moon God" to pick up the dazed magician and head deeper into Vermilion Bird Street.
When he approached the carriage, Emma cautiously poked her head out and asked, "How did it go?"
Dark said, "Just one person. He happened to see you and was overcome by a desire for revenge. In a world where people killed at the drop of a hat, detective work was indeed far too dangerous and could easily invite trouble.
Fortunately, this magician was truly weak and had no companions. Tonight's matter should be over.
No. 03 Vermilion Bird Street. "Knock, knock, knock." Dark rapped on the door.
After a while, Ronald Broheim opened the door, his eyes filled with astonishment.
Dark gave him a brief explanation. Ronald immediately understood and took custody of the culprit. "Did you find out who helped him escape?"
Dark gave him a name.
Ronald's expression turned somewhat grave. In just a few moves, he tied the culprit up like a dumpling before taking him toward the police station.
Dark did not wish to get further involved, so he declined to accompany him.
Afterward, he sent Emma back to No. 32 Vermilion Bird Street. Having agreed