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Kamp missed completely and crashed into the table behind him.

Kamp stared blankly at the emerging corpse and said, "Right... Diana, you're already dead."

Leo's gaze was indifferent as he asked, "What is your name?"

"Diana."

"How did you die?"

"My legs were chopped off, and I bled to death."

"Do you know who chopped off your legs?"

"I don't know. But the person who killed me wore a white robe, dressed very much like a Wizard."

At this, cold light burst from Kamp's eyes. "It really was a Wizard. I knew it—the ones who killed my family had to be Wizards."

Leo's expression remained unchanged as he asked, "What method did the Wizard who killed you use?"

"He had two burly men with him. They tied me up, then he used a longsword to chop off both my legs."

Leo said, "Did the Wizard you encountered use any spells?"

"No."

A flicker of confusion passed through Kamp's eyes as well.

Diana's description of the clothing was indeed very close to that of a Wizard.

But if he was a Wizard, he surely would not have needed two burly men to help him kill someone.

Moreover, Wizards had always been lone wolves. Even when they occasionally acted together, it was with other Wizards.

A Wizard bringing two burly men along just to use a sword to chop off a mortal woman's legs... Even Kamp, whose belly was full of fury toward Wizards, realized that something was wrong.

Kamp asked, "What about our son? Was our son killed by them too?"

The phantom did not answer.

This was a spell cast by Leo. She obeyed only Leo.

Leo repeated Kamp's question.

The phantom said, "My son was killed in the same way I was."

Leo dismissed the phantom. "All right, that's