Flillian, I want to live.

Upon hearing the news about Philen, Gutel showed even greater enthusiasm than before.

"I didn't talk to her, but I did notice a purple-haired girl lying at the door of a tavern over there for a long time. When I went to check on her, she was gone."

The jeweler described his memories of Philen to Gutel in a somewhat vague manner.

"As for the others, I don't know."

The jeweler spread out his hands, indicating that he could do nothing to help.

"That's enough! Thank you very much!"

Guter nodded and thanked the jeweler, then quickly ran to the bar where Philen had stopped.

She pushed the door open and carefully looked inside.

Chapter 42: Pacifists

Guter tiptoed and pushed open the half-open door of the tavern.

What caught her eye was a staircase leading underground.

At dusk, when the sun was setting, not only the stairs in front of Gutel, but also the tavern at the end was pitch black.

There is no light or fireworks.

Only a mixture of sweat, alcohol and another smell that was very familiar to Guter wafted up from underground.

It is a very strong smell that comes from human blood.

This doesn't smell like a normal pub.

Gutel looked at the stairs in front of her with a serious expression. Her intuition told her that there seemed to be something terrifying hidden underneath.

Intellectually, Guterres had no desire to put himself in the unknown.

"There's a girl with purple hair who seems to have been standing at the door for a long time."

However, when Gutel remembered what the jeweler had just said, she took the first step towards the underground without hesitation.

Don't let anything happen, Philen...

When Gutel tiptoed into the underground tavern, just as he had observed from the outside, it was pitch black, with no light at all.

The smell of blood could be smelled on the ground and became particularly strong here. Through magical perception, Gutel could sense that there were many corpses lying in this small underground tavern. Judging from the weak magical power remaining on them, it seemed that they had been killed not long ago.

"call……"

However, in this room full of corpses, Guter's ears suddenly caught a very faint breathing sound.

Although an excellent magician can suppress magic power and temporarily make himself undetectable by magic, breathing and heartbeat are the auras that humans cannot hide no matter what.

As if realizing that he had been exposed, the mysterious man standing in the darkness gave up hiding and released his enormous magic power.

"who?"

Gutel raised his head and used attack magic on the opponent without hesitation.

boom--

However, in the darkness, something blocked the attack magic that could easily penetrate steel.

Next, countless thread-like things flew out from behind the opponent and attacked Gutel from all directions.

"What kind of monster is that..."

In a hurry, Gutel didn't care about the consumption of magic power and raised a defensive magic shield around his body.

Then, without hesitation, she turned and ran up the stairs.

It is not a wise choice to fight against a guy with unknown ability in the pitch dark. The only thing to do now is to escape to the ground first and then make plans.

This is what Guter originally thought.

ding ding ding-

However, what Gutel had not expected was that even though she had fully deployed defensive magic for the sake of stability, the defensive magic could not last long in front of those silk threads containing powerful magic. When she was halfway through her run, the silk threads broke through the barrier of the defensive magic and wrapped up Gutel who had just seen the light on the ground.

zizi~

Flames started up in the previously extinguished fireplace of the underground tavern.

In the light that illuminated the entire tavern, the girl with long light brown hair raised her head and looked at Gutel with some disgust. Gutel was wrapped like a dumpling in her hair, leaving only his angry head.

"I thought I caught the murderer, but I didn't expect to catch something strange..."

"You are……"

On the other side, Guter looked at the girl who was tying him up and showed a surprised expression.

"Miss Zanze?"

Guter called out the other person's name.

"Long time no see, Guter."

The magician girl named Zanze said as she removed the magic that had entangled Gutel's hair.

"Hey~"

Gutel fell to the ground with her butt and screamed in pain. It was obvious that Zanze didn't seem to like her very much.

However, this cannot be blamed on Zan Ze being so unkind.

"It hurts, Miss Zanze."

While rubbing his butt, Guter picked up the sun hat that had just fallen off the ground and put it back on his head.

After all, Zan Ze is one of the few guys who knows the identity of the Gutel demon clan.

"Really? Even though the body will recover, the pain will still be there. That's very important information."

Zan Ze looked at Gutel expressionlessly.

"Don't act like you're ready to attack me at any moment, Miss Zanze. I'm still half your benefactor, right?"

Gutel stretched his body and looked at the girl in front of him with beautiful long hair.

The girl in a white dress with a sparse expression looked only fourteen or fifteen years old at first glance. Although she was taciturn and always the least noticeable one in the crowd, underneath this harmless appearance, she was recognized by the Continental Magic Association and was one of the forty-five first-level magicians standing at the top of human magicians.

"Really? Were you sent by the Magic Association to investigate the disappearance of the magician?"

In the underground tavern with a burning fireplace, Gutel looked at Zan Zedao who was using his hair to gather the bodies of adventurers lying everywhere into the corner.

"Ah."

Zan Ze nodded slightly.

"Any clues?"

Guter then asked Zanze.

"No comment."

Zan Ze turned his head and looked at Gutel with a cold expression.

"Don't be like that. My companion is also one of the victims. And you should know that the enemy this time is probably very difficult. It's worth having a powerful helper like me~"

Gutel tried to grab Zanze and plead for mercy, but was mercilessly pushed away by the other party with his hair.

"..."

However, what Guter said does make sense.

"The other party is a killer organization called the Magician Killer."

After thinking silently for a moment, Zan Ze spoke out the information he had.

"Magic Killer?"

Guter's eyebrows raised. This was the first time she heard the name.

"It's an underground organization established in recent years that specializes in assassinations and kidnappings of magicians. The Magic Association has been tracking them, but they're difficult to deal with."

Zanze explained to Guter.

"Oh~ sounds like it's pretty impressive."

Although Zan Ze's expression remained calm, her voice was much deeper than usual.

"Over the years, three first-level magicians have died at their hands."

Zan Ze clenched his fists slightly under his cloak.

"Are you scared?"

Gutel looked at Zan Ze, whose body was trembling slightly.

"is it?"

Zan Ze tilted his head, and what flashed in his eyes, which were always squinting lazily, was not fear, but anger burning like fire.

"After all, I'm a pacifist who doesn't like disputes."

Chapter 43: Sugar is the enemy of health

At first, Philen decided to follow Fulilian just to supervise her and prevent her from buying any more random things and wasting travel expenses.

At first, everything seemed normal.

Although Fulilian stopped in front of a jewelry store for a long time and showed a rare conflicted expression before buying some jewelry, in Philen's opinion, this was still within an acceptable range.

After all, Lady Fulilian is also a girl... uh, an older girl.

However, things started to go wrong when Fulilian asked someone if there was any delicious dessert shop nearby.

Not to mention that even Philen himself hadn't eaten dessert for a long time, Fulilian, under the guidance of passers-by, walked into an underground tavern to inquire about information about desserts.

In the underground tavern with a burning fireplace, there were groups of rough-looking guys dressed like punks.

These guys don't look like the kind of people who would go to ask where to find delicious desserts, do they?

Philen, who had sneaked into the tavern, poked his head out from the boxes piled by the door and looked at Fulilian who walked in with some concern.

"Huh? You mean a dessert shop? Are you looking down on us?"

After hearing Fulilian's request, the bald man in the lead stood up.

"There are so many delicious dessert shops in this city. I can't tell you what kind of shop you want without telling me clearly!"

The bald man with a fierce look on his face added seriously.

I didn't expect you guys actually knew about this kind of thing...

Philen in the box couldn't help but complain.

"Oh, you guys know a lot!"

Not only Philen, but also Fulilian couldn't help but admire the bald man's professionalism.

"After all, for adventurers like us, desserts are an important source of energy."

The bald man touched his chin and said.

"So you're adventurers?" Fulilian said jokingly, "I thought you were members of some evil organization."

"Hahaha~ A little girl about your size told me the same thing yesterday. Sigh, it's all because of that recent disappearance of a magician that's got everyone panicking..."

The bald man laughed heartily.

"What? So the powerful magician mentioned in the intelligence is someone else?"

At this moment, a voice that sounded a little disappointing suddenly sounded behind Fulilian.

"Huh? Who are you?"

The bald man blinked in surprise. He looked at the skinny man who suddenly appeared behind Fulilian. He didn't know if it was his illusion, but the other party seemed to appear there out of thin air.

"Ok?"

Not only the bald man, but even Fulilian was startled by the man in black who suddenly appeared behind her. However, before she could react, the man's hand was already on her shoulder.

"Miss Magician, how about coming with me?"

The man opened his hoarse voice and whispered into Fulilian's pointed ear.