Don't disturb the sorcerer's scientific research

Chapter 226 The Glorious Moment of the Prophecy School
"You mean you want me to look at a death scene and see if I can find out who did it?"

In the hotel that Jia Xiu had booked, Mia said this in response to Jia Xiu's suggestion.

"Um... is it difficult? The scene is indeed a bit cruel, but it's not impossible if you don't want to go."

"No, no, no, so what if the scene was cruel? How much more cruel could it be? I'm a druid from the Spore Society. I've seen all kinds of deaths and all kinds of rotting corpses."

Mia calmly uttered something truly remarkable.

There's a reason why the Spore Society, as a branch of druids, receives similar treatment to the necromancer school among mages.

"That's great. What we need most right now is a professional like you."

Mia crossed her arms and remained silent for a while before speaking.

"Whether it's difficult or not, let's put that aside. The main question is, do we really need to get involved in this? According to you, this messy demonic ritual might even involve conflicts between factions. Wouldn't that be very dangerous? If something unexpected happens, we still have more important experiments to do."

In a way, Mia is absolutely a pure human being, or as she herself puts it, a pure half-elf. Everything in her destiny has a price tag, and she prioritizes things according to the price.

It seems that the results of identifying demons will definitely fetch a higher "price".

Even if we can't publish it under our names to avoid being put on some kind of demon kill list, such a great achievement is something that the association, if it has any sense of responsibility, can't help but express its gratitude.

Jia Xiu explained, "Our experiment is going very smoothly. We've tested it on the slaves from the Slime Monster's side, some from the Devil's side, and a whole bunch from the manor. We're basically certain that it's 99% accurate."

Jia Xiu was being conservative with his estimate of 99%. So far, a total of 92 demons in human form have been tested, and there hasn't been a single error.

Given that the sample size is still not very large, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is 99% accurate in the spirit of rigor.

"Then can we leave? What are we still doing here in this wretched place?"

"No, this is how I see it. First of all, out of a strong sense of justice, I believe that if we have the ability to resolve issues that harm innocent children, we should do our part..."

Before Jashu could finish speaking, everyone present—Margaret, Mia, Ram, Bubu, and even Elizabeth in his pocket—sounded as if to say, "How could you say that?"

"What do you mean? Don't I have a sense of justice? Are you misunderstanding me?"

"I don't think so."

"Seconded……"

“Okay, secondly, my gut feeling tells me that this could lead to some incredible discoveries.”

Jia Xiu truly believed this; based on the sect leader's previous pattern of issuing missions, the secret was definitely not an ordinary secret.

Mia shook her head again, and her mentor followed suit.

Margaret said, "While I do intend to get involved in this, it's not like you are to give the same reason."

"What's wrong? As a research-oriented spellcaster, isn't it reasonable to trust your intuition? Sparks of inspiration, don't you understand what sparks of inspiration are?!"

Everyone had a look on their faces that said, "Keep making this up."

Jia Xiu sighed and said, "Alright, this is actually the sect leader's task."

After hearing this, everyone was finally convinced.

"Reasonable."

That's just how I feel.

"It's really abnormal that a sorcerer doesn't help the sect leader with any work."

"So this sect leader has quite a 'strong sense of justice'."

"It's hard to say. Maybe there's some ulterior motive. A sect leader with a 'strong sense of justice' wouldn't go so far as to sign a contract with someone like this. Even if it's not mutual appreciation, they must be birds of a feather."

Everyone was discussing it, each offering their own opinion.

Margaret asked, "Why didn't you say so sooner? And what happened before should have been the sect leader's task, right?"

"Um... I guess so. I just don't think the reason for asking you all to help with the sect leader's task is very convincing."

Margaret grabbed Jashy and draped her arm over his shoulder.

She doesn't act like a typical aristocratic young lady, but she's quite the boss.

There is reason to suspect that he learned it after drinking too much with Gillianice.

"What's wrong with the sect leader's mission? We're all in this together. Does that mean we won't help you with the sect leader's mission? Besides, even if you hadn't told us, we still came. And it's truly amazing that your sect leader's mission can actually produce results."

"Then... shall we go and investigate what's really going on at the manor?"

"no problem."

Mia straightened her hair, as if she were about to enter "professional mode" in a formal manner, with a sense of ritual.

"Perfect timing. I've been getting really frustrated explaining math to that idiot these past few days. It's time to crack some real puzzles. But speaking of which, wouldn't you say we've become part of the game between you and your sect leader?"

"Do you really have to use such a bizarre metaphor?"

Ram murmured from the side, "Actually, we should have already been part of the game before..."

“Um… Ram, you actually know everything, you're just pretending to be stupid, right?” Mia said, turning her head.

"Ram doesn't understand."

"Look, that's it! You've put it on again! Forget it, let's just leave it at that. Since we've already decided to get involved, let's get to work as soon as possible and finish this quickly."

Mia is now full of energy.

She still trusted Master Jia Xiu's abilities quite a bit; who knows, there might really be a "treasure" waiting for them.

"It's almost evening now, so it's fine."

The group decided to go out as a group.

Downstairs, the hotel owner was playing a game of cards with his friend that Jia Xiu had never seen before.

His friend appeared to be of mixed race, with reddish skin and a long, pointed tail, looking slightly different from Tieflin.

Seeing Jia Xiu and his group come downstairs, the shopkeeper asked, "Are you all going out tonight?"

"Yes."

Jia Xiu answered casually.

"Then you all should be careful. Goward might not be very safe lately. If something happens, we still have outstanding payments to make."

"Um... I feel like Goward has never been very safe."

"No, that's not it. There might be an even bigger conflict coming. Have you heard? Something happened to the Human Demon Gang. I heard a child died and was even subjected to a sacrifice. It's possible that these groups will start fighting again."

"Human Demon Gang" is what the residents of Goward call the Solidarity Society. Except when members of the gang are present, no one uses the respectable-sounding name "Solidarity Society" to refer to them.

On the one hand, they were indeed a violent gang, and on the other hand, everyone felt that their ideas were too insane.

Upon hearing this, Jia Xiu thought to himself that the news had spread quite quickly.

Pretending not to know, he asked, "Oh, is that so? Do you know anything else?"

“I don’t know the specifics, but I do know,” the shopkeeper said in a low voice, “that if a fight really breaks out, it might not just be a few gangs fighting; the people living here have already reached their breaking point.”

"What do you mean?"

"What do you mean? Of course, it's about getting back all the money we've been exploited over the years! Do you know that every month, whether my shop has any business or not, I have to pay tribute to the devil's gang? They suck up most of the money I earn, you beasts!"

"brute!"

The shop owner's friend, who was playing cards, echoed this sentiment.

"This is...Tifflin?"

"Cambyon".

Jia Xiu didn't realize it at first, thinking it was a name. He had only read about research on demons and didn't know much about hybrid races.

“They’re half-demons,” the shopkeeper explained. “These half-bloods are already looked down upon, and they’re even divided into very smaller groups, looking down on each other. Tifflin just has demon blood in his ancestors, while Cambyon’s parents must have been demons, but not devils. Devils are a different story.”

Jia Xiu raised an eyebrow, his eyes widening in surprise.

They even differentiate them in such detail.

The Cambyon said, "I have a captivating bloodline flowing through my veins!" "It comes from succubus prostitutes," the shopkeeper bluntly retorted. "Most of the half-demon in Govard came from this line of work. You used to see abandoned babies every few steps, but now there are fewer. Now there are mage armors. Juan and Jashu really did a good deed."

Jasmine turned to look at Margaret.

Although no words were spoken, the meaning was already quite clear.

"I told you I was doing something good, didn't I?"

The shop owner continued, "These abandoned ones are also waiting for a chance to get revenge. As soon as those families start fighting, they'll grab enough of the spoils and run south back to the mainland."

Jia Xiu understood. The current Gowad was only superficially a place where various ethnic groups lived together, but in reality, there were many hidden conflicts, making it a powder keg that could explode at any moment.

There's only one reason not to return to human territory: we don't have enough money.

But if we could take advantage of the chaos to rob those three gangs, we'd have the confidence to go back.

You can't make as much money doing business as you do taking a cut of turnover.

And now, the incident involving the Human Demon Gang, also known as the Unity Society, has the potential to be the spark that ignites everything.

"In that case, wouldn't Goward be finished?"

The shopkeeper shook his head. "Hey, it was bound to happen sooner or later. Ever since I heard that the devil used some kind of gate to invade the city of the elves, I knew that the two sides were not far from officially starting a war. If a real war breaks out, Gowald will be in trouble. Before the war starts, let's make a quick buck and run."

Jaxiu realized that he had underestimated Goward's condition. This was no longer a powder keg that could explode at any moment; it was a time bomb that would explode on its own even without being lit.

"Thank you for telling us so much."

Jia Xiu bid farewell to the shopkeeper and prepared to head to the manor in the suburbs; it seemed they needed to hurry.

However, the shop owner rubbed his hands together, forced a wrinkled smile, and said, "Well, you're welcome. Actually, the main point of all this talk is that you should settle your remaining payments first. Tourists shouldn't stay in Gowad anytime soon, because our shop might disappear one day."

"We'll talk about it later. It's okay, let's get going as soon as possible."

After saying that, Jia Xiu left the hotel.

From behind came the shop owner's voice, "Don't rush! Is there a definite date? The situation is hard to predict right now..."

Jia Xiu did not answer.

It would be easier for him to run, and he really couldn't say for sure when he would run.

Besides, if we just drag it out until the shop owner can't take it anymore and runs away, then we won't have to pay the final payment.

Save the money, spend the money...

Followed by the Horned Demon, Jia Xiu and his group returned to the manor.

That horned demon was given a death order: he had to do nothing but follow Jia Xiu.

Ostensibly, it's to protect the "doctor" who is also a journalist.

In reality, we're just keeping an eye on things; the suspicion hasn't been completely ruled out yet.

"This is the prophetic mage I told you about, the one who can help."

Jasmine introduces Mia to Paula.

Paula doesn't seem as composed as before; she appears somewhat anxious.

It's not hard to imagine that she's facing a lot of pressure right now.

The children haven't been found yet, but more importantly, the Solidarity Society's cause risks being jeopardized.

She looked Mia up and down.

A tall drow elf.

I've never heard of drows being good at prophecy, let alone being close to demons. After all, the spider elf queen whom the drows worship is associated with demons.

However, female mages are indeed more powerful than male mages among the drow.

They're clueless right now, so they're just taking a chance.

"Thank you for your help. I'll take you to see the site now."

Paula maintained basic manners as she spoke.

A few minutes later, Mia saw the scene, which remained exactly as it was.

The organization arranged for some people to control the area within a few dozen meters.

Mia didn't waste any words and immediately got to work.

They checked and asked questions at the same time.

When making big data predictions, the more information you need, the better.

"There probably isn't a way to revive him."

From the perspective of a Spore Society druid, she believed that the poor child could not be resurrected.

If we could revive everything, things would be much easier.

In fact, resurrection spells have many limitations, such as the degree of damage from death, whether there are additional curses, the time of death, and the deceased's desire to be resurrected.

There are many ways to make it harder for the dead to be resurrected.

A common method is to influence the soul, causing the deceased to lose the will to be resurrected.

As for the victim now, it shouldn't affect his soul; the damage has already been severe enough.

The only way to achieve a resurrection without reason is through the manifestation of a true God.

"No."

Paula's answer was as expected.

“Communicating with the deceased is definitely not an option.”

"It doesn't work."

Mia asked several more questions, all of which received negative answers.

The killer was indeed professional; all the common methods of "making the corpse talk" had been countered.

It wasn't something an ordinary person could do; it required at least a spellcaster of considerable skill—that's a consensus among everyone.

Mia looked at it over and over for a long time, and finally, under everyone's expectant gazes, she shook her head helplessly.

"No, the prediction is unlikely to yield accurate results. We don't have enough information to make a precise prediction, and it's also difficult to operate through the elastic sphere."

"Oh, I see. Thank you for your hard work."

Paula didn't seem too disappointed.

After leaving, Jia Xiu asked again.

"Really not possible?"

“It really won’t work,” Mia answered truthfully. “Didn’t I already tell you?”

"I thought you were there and it was inconvenient for you to reveal details."

"It really doesn't work; that's all I've observed."

Mia counted on her fingers as she spoke.

"The murderer is about 1.7 meters tall, male, possibly thin, and lived in poor conditions. He is ambidextrous and likely lived in Goward from a young age, experiencing considerable unfair treatment or torture, leading to a strong desire for revenge. He also suffers from both inferiority and arrogance, is quite sensitive, self-taught in magic, and possesses high talent, but his methods are unorthodox. While he has reached his current level, he hasn't actually reached his full potential. However, he is serious, obsessive, and meticulous. He likely lives in an inconspicuous dwelling, rarely opens his curtains, and most likely keeps rare pets. He also has old injuries."

As Mia spoke rapidly, the mission progress updates kept popping up, showing percentages one after another.

Jia Xiu was stunned.

"No, how precise do you even consider 'precise'?"

"Huh? Is this very precise? It doesn't even tell us who the murderer is."

Mia answered very seriously...

(End of this chapter)