At the entrance to Ancient Castle.
The Black Robes who had come from afar looked at the wide-open gates of the manor and the barefoot, plainly dressed Barov family wizards gathered outside, who had long since thrown down their spellbooks and proactively bound their own hands. None of them showed any surprise.
Everyone had already used up their share of surprise for the day when they returned to that hill.
Unlike last time, when they had rushed in shouting orders to preserve evidence.
This time.
The middle-aged wizard at the head of the group stood before the prisoners, took out the search warrant and detention documents issued by Danhaag from his robes, held them in both hands, and raised them high.
"—The joint enforcement corps of Danhaag and First University, acting under the joint authorization of First University, the Grand Wizard Conference, and the Moonlit Parliament, shall lawfully search Ancient Castle and detain the relevant responsible parties on multiple charges against the Barov family, including illegally conducting dimensional experiments and unlawfully researching Forbidden Curses!"
He read the documents without expression, his voice equally flat. Under the moonlight, it was like a slowly tightening noose, leaving everyone unable to breathe.
After finishing, he paused briefly, then let his gaze fall on the old wizard standing respectfully at the front. Lowering his eyelids, he retained the last trace of respect due a Grand Wizard. "—The Barov family's Grand Wizard, please step forward to confirm the documents and sign them with your hand seal!"
The old wizard in hemp clothing stepped forward.
He walked up to the middle-aged wizard.
He likewise accepted the documents with both hands, but did not even glance at them. He did not take the Feather Pen offered by another Black Robe beside him either. Instead, he directly put