Master of Spells from Faerun

Chapter 49 The Disaster Caused by the Fireball Technique
"Welcome distinguished guests, please enjoy yourself!" Imrik announced with a smile.

"Boom!" There was a sudden loud explosion in the distance, and everyone in the troll skull alley panicked. Thick gunpowder smoke came from a distance, and there were countless people running and screaming.

Imrik's expression turned cold, and he looked in the direction of the gunpowder.

"What, dare to make trouble with me today!" Imrik cast Sky Mastery for himself, a pair of transparent feathered wings stretched out from behind, and he flew to the explosion site.

The scene of the explosion was very tragic. There were more than a dozen charred corpses on the ground, and scattered limbs scattered not far away.

"It smells like arcane magic." Imrik flew to the ground, and immediately sensed the movement of the magic net around him.

He looked at the corpse on the ground. A short dwarf body was very eye-catching among a group of humans. He walked over and turned over his corpse, and found a beautifully decorated bag on the ground beside him, but when he opened it, he found that it was empty.

He couldn't help frowning, and his intuition told him that something was wrong here. He used detect magic to look at the bag and found that there was no magic aura, but how could such an ordinary cloth bag survive the powerful fireball technique?

It could only be that they were hidden in underwear for personal protection, but now they are scattered on the ground.
It appears that prior to his arrival, the killer rummaged through the body, found the cloth bag and took its contents
Imrik thought about it for a long time. Didn't he understand that the murderer made such a big fuss, using a huge and destructive spell like fireball in the city streets, just for the things in a cloth bag?

Suddenly, he noticed that there was a metal badge on the waist of the dwarf's corpse at his feet, and he was quite familiar with the imprint on it.

"The Emberless Family. Could it be?" Imrik thought about the connection, such a daring attack made him see the shadows of the Sannatha Guild and the Zhentarim Guild.

He couldn't help but feel curious, even the anger that the tavern's opening was interrupted has subsided a bit, what is the Sannatha Guild and Zhentarim Guild most concerned about now?Isn't it the Stone of Goroll? Could it be that the stone in this bag is the Stone of Goroll?
Imrik murmured suspiciously.

"The city guards are here! Let go!" A shout came from outside.

Imrik's eyes froze, and he threw the cloth bag back to the original place. His figure was swallowed by the silver mist, and disappeared after a few flashes.

He needs these city guards to notice suspicious points and help him investigate, but he is also unwilling to arouse the guard's vigilance. A powerful three-ring mage appeared in the place that was just attacked by the fireball technique, which can't help but make people suspicious.

A tall, thin, blond bearded, bitter-looking city guard in yellow clothes, and a chunky old man wearing sunglasses and a cane, wearing a mage's robe, appeared on the scene.

The tall and thin city guard said to the man in the mage robe: "Banibus, come and inspect the scene, and I will investigate the statements of the people around me."

The short and fat man nodded, squatted down and began to look through the corpses one by one.

The city guards went door to door and began to inquire.

"I was watering flowers in the greenhouse on the third floor of my shop when the explosion knocked out some windows. Fortunately, I was not injured! I saw a man in a cloak take something from the body of a dwarf on the opposite side of the smoke. He was badly burned and glanced back from time to time, as if worried that someone might follow him. Then he headed in the direction of the crooked nail shop," said a woman.

The city guard took notes blankly, then turned to move on to the next one.

"Let me tell you, it wasn't human at all, it was more like a puppet in human form. The one without strings. It was on the roof at that time. It threw something into the crowd of people, which caused an explosion below. I saw the way those people were burned alive! I saw it!" said another survivor.

He continued to take notes, nodding from time to time, listening with a blank expression.

"I immediately hid behind a rain barrel after the explosion. I heard a 'poof' and found this in the barrel." A man pulled a severed necklace from his pocket, with two fiery red beads remaining.

At this moment, the city guard's face suddenly changed. He grabbed the necklace, walked towards the old man who was still investigating, and said, "We found the murder weapon."

The short and fat old man stood up, and observed with his eyes: "Mm, the fireball necklace, unexpected, but reasonable."

The Fireball Necklace is a magic storage equipment. As the name suggests, it can store fireballs. It is a one-time item like a magic wand. You can use as many fireballs as there are beads on it, and the beads will turn white when used up.

"This dwarf was hunted down. I investigated the scene. According to the posture of the corpse and the number of weapons, there were probably three pursuers, but there were only two corpses at the scene." The chunky old man said.

The city guard nodded: "This shows that these pursuers are not the culprit of the explosion."

"According to my statement, they all ran towards a tavern in Troll Skull Lane." He continued to add.

"Oh, I know that tavern is newly opened today. It advertised a lot in the city before. It is said that the owner saved Danat Unember's son from the Shannatha Guild. It should not be the murderer."

The city guard nodded in agreement. He didn't think the tavern owner would be the murderer either. Such a brutal attack is unlikely to be done near his own territory.

"Just in case, let's ask about it." The man said.

The short and fat man said helplessly: "Okay, okay, but you have to be careful. I heard that he is a powerful mage, and he is different from a fourth-level mage like me."

Rildea Tavern.

"So, you don't know anything, do you?" The city guard looked at the black-robed mage in front of him expressionlessly.

For some reason, he always felt that the other party was lying.

The black-robed mage looked at him with a smile and said, "Of course, I'm already busy enough today, so I don't have time to go there."

"However." The black-robed mage paused, and continued: "What happened, do you have any idea now?"

Just as the city guard was about to shake his head, expressing that this was not something he should worry about, he saw that the other party's black pupils seemed to light up, and a shocking wave came to his mind.

Involuntarily, he felt the other party's kindness.

"Maybe, I can tell him, after all, he is so enthusiastic about helping others, maybe he can help us." The city guard thought to himself.

Level [-] psychic power - mind projection.

Quietly, Imrik invaded his brain, changing his attitude towards himself, while constantly watching his thoughts with reading thoughts.

Seeing the fluctuation in his heart, he couldn't help but increase his strength and said: "Maybe there is something I can help you with? City guards have always been people I respect very much, please let me help you."

The chunky mage at the side looked puzzled. Although he couldn't feel the fluctuation of the power, he still felt that the mage in front of him was enthusiastic and strange.

After hearing Imrik's words, the city guard immediately took out the paper that had just transcribed the confession from his pocket, and told him his guess: "Here, these are the clues we have collected so far, Mister Mage, I hope you can help us find the real culprit."

The chunky mage was even more puzzled: "Hey! Why do you just ask others to do our work casually? Please, can you be a little more responsible, Sergeant Cromley."

The city guards spread their hands indifferently.

On the contrary, Imrik smiled and said: "It's okay, I am willing to contribute my part to the city, and if I find anything, I will let you know."

After speaking, he signaled the butler to come out to see off the guests.

After the two left, he read the statement and mumbled, "Sure enough, it's similar to what I thought, but is there a third-party force? Interesting, who is it?"

(End of this chapter)