The Fortune-Teller Saintess - Chapter 96

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In front of the Evis Marquis Estate in the Capital.

Nein, who had gotten off the carriage, looked up intently at the main gate.

And Count Pabio Derman, who had come with him, followed by getting off the carriage and glanced at Nein.

‘A joint investigation with the rumored Mage Tower Master.’

He was well aware of the rumors about Mage Tower Master Nein Opert.

Possessor of talent bestowed by demons, personality disorder—nothing but extraordinary rumors.

The reason he had come to the Evis Marquis house with such a Nein was due to the orders of Jacad, Fabio’s superior and the Crown Prince.

‘According to the Mage Tower Master, there is evidence related to the Empire’s enemy, the Seer, at the Evis Marquis house. Count Derman, you shall investigate the Marquis house together with the Mage Tower Master as an investigator.’

‘I receive Your Highness the Crown Prince’s command.’

‘Additionally, there is something I must tell you.’

‘Please command me.’

‘Never lay a hand on the Mage Tower Master.’

‘Under… stood… Pardon?’

‘Never.’

‘…’

Recalling the conversation he had with Jacad not long ago, Fabio looked at Nein with somewhat fearful eyes.

Just what kind of person was he that the Crown Prince emphasized twice not to touch him?

‘Still, since we’re going to investigate together, I should at least exchange greetings.’

Clearing his throat, Fabio extended his hand to Nein.

“Please take care of me for today.”

“…”

Nein glanced at the hand Fabio extended, then silently turned his head away sharply.

‘What the…?’

Fabio was shocked and slightly opened his mouth.

He had thought him arrogant, but to think he would blatantly ignore him, a Count.

‘Never lay a hand on the Mage Tower Master.’

‘Grr, Your Highness…!’

Recalling Jacad’s words once more, Fabio struggled to suppress his boiling heart.

And turning his body sharply toward the estate, he said to Nein.

“Ahem! According to His Highness the Crown Prince’s message, you know the location of the Seer’s traces in the Marquis house.”

“I don’t know either. But that guy would know.”

‘Ca, casual speech?’

Fabio felt his beard trembling as he turned his head following Nein’s gaze.

Just then, his subordinates were escorting the Culprit of the Tribbia Village Incident. His hands were bound and his mouth was gagged, but his eyes were still sharp.

They had brought him at Nein’s insistence that he was essential for finding evidence of the Seer, but honestly, Fabio couldn’t be certain if he would be helpful in that state.

“What brings you here?”

At that moment, someone who appeared to be the head butler came running hurriedly from inside the estate’s main gate. It seemed the knight guarding the main gate had reported their visit.

The head butler, who had been making an uncomfortable expression at the late-night visitors, saw the crest on the carriage they had arrived in and his eyes wavered.

“The Royal House…? What brings people from the Royal House here at this hour…”

“Are you the head butler of this estate?”

Fabio stepped forward as the representative.

Somewhat intimidated by his dignified appearance, the head butler slightly hunched his shoulders and said.

“Y, yes, I am.”

“You must know about the Seer who has been causing a stir in the Empire lately? We’ve received a report that he is in this estate and have come to investigate.”

“Wh, what?!”

The head butler cried out in shock.

“What nonsense…! The owner of this estate is Count Evis! Are you insulting the Count right now!”

“I merely came following a report. Step aside so we can investigate the estate.”

“That’s not possible! No matter if you’re from the Royal House, you cannot enter so forcefully like this!”

“Are you defying the Royal House’s orders right now?”

When Fabio asked coldly in a sunken voice, the head butler flinched.

“Th, that’s not what I mean, but at least until the Count returns…!”

“Ha, really making this troublesome.”

When a voice filled with killing intent interjected, everyone’s gaze turned in that direction.

Nein, who had been rubbing the back of his neck, glared at the head butler then shifted his gaze to Fabio.

“Can’t we just push our way in?”

“Now see here, Mage Tower Master. No matter what, there are procedures in work…”

“Procedures?”

At the thick magical energy suddenly emanating from Nein, everyone present froze.

Nein smiled crookedly and spoke lightly as if tossing the words aside.

“I don’t have those.”

Snap-

With the sound of fingers snapping, Nein’s figure disappeared from that spot.

“In, Investigator!”

Not only that, but the Culprit of the Tribbia Village Incident, whom his subordinates had been holding, had also vanished.

Fabio, who had been staring blankly at where they had disappeared, belatedly realized the situation and turned his head sharply toward the estate.

“Don’t tell me…!”

“Should have done this from the start. How nice to not be bothered?”

Nein, who was leisurely roaming inside the estate, looked back at the person caught in his hand and smiled.

“Don’t you think so?”

‘Crazy bastard.’

The Trivia Village assailant frowned.

But even in the midst of this, his back was getting damp with cold sweat. He had directly experienced with his body just how strong and insane the person before him was.

Especially that unconventional interrogation method of rummaging through his mind with magic was so agonizing that it made him shudder even now thinking about it.

Despite experiencing those terrible side effects together, Nein himself seemed peaceful.

“According to your memory, that room was definitely underground.”

As Nein got closer and closer to ‘that room,’ the assailant’s eyes wavered.

Seeing him, Nein let out a chuckle. Soon his steps stopped in front of a room.

It was identical to the room door he had seen in the assailant’s memory.

Nein turned the doorknob without hesitation. Originally it would have been firmly locked, but before his magic, the doorknob turned smoothly.

And finally the door opened.

Seeing the scene inside the room, Nein unconsciously frowned.

“What? Why is there nothing here?”

The room was completely empty. It was a completely different scene from what he had seen in the assailant’s memory—a room filled with the Seer’s emblems.

“Did they know we were coming and clean it out?”

“Kheup, hehehe…!”

The assailant, who had been anxious, saw inside the room and let out laughter.

It sounded like mockery directed at him, so Nein frowned and threw the assailant to the floor.

“Hey. Where’s the Seer?”

“Hehe, hehehehe…”

“Where is he, you bastard?”

Nein grabbed the assailant’s head and poured magical power into it.

At the magical power flowing into his mind, the assailant’s eyes shook violently.

It was that magic he had experienced at the Mage Tower.

Before he could struggle and escape from his grasp, the magic was cast. Terrible headaches and the sensation of his mind being torn apart struck him.

Nein also felt a similar headache and grimaced. Casting magic without the magic circles that served as shock absorbers had considerable side effects.

But there had been a harvest.

-Everything is according to God’s will.

“…!”

Perhaps it was because he had cast magic in a familiar place rather than at the Mage Tower. He was able to see memories he hadn’t been able to see at the Mage Tower.

It was a scene of Arjes praying in this room together with his subordinates.

But something was strange.

-In the name of the Prophet, Arjes Evis, may you be blessed.

‘What…?’

An unfamiliar voice was bestowing blessings upon Arjes.

Calling himself the Prophet.

“Kugh…!”

His limit had arrived. Nein immediately canceled the magic.

The assailant whose memories had been excavated fainted on the spot from the aftereffects of the mental magic.

Nein breathed heavily as he quietly looked down at the unconscious assailant.

“…It wasn’t Arjes Evis.”

Drip-

Blood belatedly flowed from his nose.

Nein wiped the blood with the back of his hand and muttered with a frowning face.

“There was a separate Prophet.”

Bang!

At the thunderous sound that shook the room, Nein quickly turned around.

Through the open ceiling and broken wall, black-masked assassins were walking steadily toward him.

As if they had known Nein would come.

“Ah.”

Seeing the weapons gleaming sharply as if they would cut his throat at any moment, Nein smiled.

“So it was a trap.”

“Hyaah!”

The assassins all rushed toward Nein at once.

Nein, who had been staggering momentarily from the side effects of using mental magic, pulled himself together and drew up his mana.

“Damn.”

Nein wiped the smile from his face and spat out a low curse as he unleashed magic at the assassins.

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