Chapter 37 "People"
After all, Mr. Marshall failed to survive this autumn. The dead leaves on the branches outside the ward fell to the ground in the wind, and the doctors announced his death.
In fact, when he was sent to the hospital, anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was already dead. Despite this, the hospital mobilized all medical resources, and all the top doctors gathered together to brainstorm and rack their brains to save him from death. Take back this lost life from your hands.
The Imperial Federal Reserve issued a death order to them - the only hospital in Ximu Town was naturally built with funding from the Luofik Group.
Although their efforts ultimately failed, they were not all in vain.
At least Mr. Marshall's neck, which was twisted at a right angle, was straightened out. Unfortunately, he could only lie flat on the bed, otherwise once he changed his position, his head, lacking the support of the cervical vertebrae, would droop down in a strange way.
Ethan was pushed outside by the medical staff and did not even get to see Marshall for the last time.
He stayed in the corridor of the hospital until evening. It was not until the doctor announced the death that his hanging heart was relieved.
When the employees of the Federal Reserve passed him, they all tapped him on the shoulder.
"My condolences."
Everyone told him that.
In their eyes, Ethan was speechless because of his extreme grief.
Although he was so young, he had to accept the tragic death of his best friend in front of his eyes. However, he was still an investigator of the shelter. They could easily imagine the deep feeling of powerlessness.
There was indeed sadness in Ethan's eyes.
The main reason was that he had nothing to do in the corridor, so he silently studied ice spells and was infected by the emotions of the elemental elves.
Mr. Anonymous mentioned in "The Magic of Fireball and Ice Arrow" that the element of ice corresponds to the lowest emotions of human beings. After today's incident, he has a deeper understanding of the description of "people" in the book, and gradually I understand why the author believes that Ice Arrow is more suitable for resolving disputes between people.
Compared to the fire elements, water and ice are more low-key and more hidden.
Being able to write this text in a parchment book means that the anonymous gentleman must have used ice magic to resolve many disputes between people.
However, Ice Arrow is not omnipotent. It cannot cut off the countless causal chains drawn from that account book. Ethan knows that at this moment, in a corner that he does not know, another Mr. Roxan is pregnant. I walked into the gate of the Imperial Federal Reserve Bank with an uneasy feeling, and under the caring smile of the staff, I took out a huge loan.
All he can do is get rid of a specific person who exists in front of him.
Dark creatures and followers of evil gods are not the only ones who can harm people in this world. He must not neglect his practice. He must catch up with Mr. Anonymous as soon as possible.
Ethan made up his mind.
Of course, in the eyes of Imperial Federal Reserve staff and medical staff, Ethan's determined eyes represented a different scene - this young Asylum Bureau investigator decided to devote himself to his work even more fanatically after witnessing the tragic death of his friend. , vowing to find out the truth behind the tragic death of his friend.
The good news is that Ethan accidentally discovered a more suitable place for practicing Ice Arrow.
Under the guidance of the good leader Ivy, Hearth Bay finally has a ship that can carry him. Outside the dock is the endless black sea. No one cares about each other's identity there, and naturally no one will stop him from throwing ice arrows into the sea.
Practicing Ice Arrows on the Black Sea kills three birds with one stone. It is less likely to accidentally hurt people, and you don't have to worry about your identity being exposed. At the same time, you can also visit the store.
Meanwhile...
He wanted to learn teleportation magic more and more.
Sneaking out of the apartment at night every day, she always felt guilty as a thief. In addition, the investigator's working hours were irregular. If Ivy came to see him in the middle of the night because of work and found that he was not at home, wouldn't something happen? Although he could use working in Hearth Bay to get money to get through, that was not a long-term solution after all.
He only found the most basic introductory magic in the occult bookstore. Advanced magic involving space like teleportation was naturally impossible to record in it.
What's more, even if someone sells this kind of high-level magic, he can't afford it with his savings of more than 20 gold lions.
Based on his observations of the merchants in Hearth Bay, bargaining methods such as "I'm an apprentice, sell me cheaper" and "20 gold lions, make a friend" should not work.
After all, he still had to save money, and his personal customization business had to start as soon as possible.
But before that...Ethan took Miss Chloe out of town.
It seemed that no one had been here for a while, and the slope was particularly desolate. He was holding a piece of hard bread, and Miss Chloe was wearing a wreath on her head. They walked along the tombstones for a long time, and finally stopped at the writing In front of the tomb of "Loksan".
Only three words were simply engraved on the tombstone, and no epitaph or other information was left.
Ethan bent down, brushed off the dust and soil on the tombstone, and placed the hard bread on the empty altar. Miss Chloe also lowered her head in ignorance and sent the garland up.
He looked at the tombstone for a long time.
"Goodbye, Roxan."
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Back in the apartment, Ivy saw that Ethan looked worried, so she asked him to have a good sleep, while she stayed in the apartment to send the falcon used in the Roxan case back to the containment bureau in Gear City.
Ethan had to lament once again that he had found a good leader. If it were him in his previous life, the order he received would have been "Write a summary of the case as soon as possible and send it to me before 7 o'clock."
He began to prepare dinner for Miss Chloe. He cooked a pot of tomato and potato soup and added some pork belly. Seeing Miss Chloe eating so much that she almost buried her head in the basin, he felt much relieved.
He thought that Mr. Marshall's family should also be preparing for his funeral now. His body would be returned to Gear City and then surrounded by flowers and the priest's eulogy.
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Although Mr. Marshall could only provide 1 point of Ice Arrow proficiency like a dead pig, he at least made some contribution, giving Ethan a deeper understanding of the conversion between ice and water.
Ethan put potato and pork soup into a crock pot and knocked on the door of the apartment next door.
Ivy was very tired, and the golden hair on her head was drooping listlessly. She had deep dark circles under her eyes after a sleepless night.
"This is the broth I cooked. I used to cook it for the hunters when I was in the guild. It should taste good."
"Oh, put it on the table."
Ethan felt that Ivy was floating when she walked. It seemed that she had just sent the summary of the case, and the quill and letter paper were still left on the table.
Ivy was sitting on the oak chair. The aroma of the broth spread in the room, which also relaxed her tense nerves. She was lost in thought while looking at the broth, her vision gradually became blurred, and the food in her eyes appeared heavy. film.
Just when she was about to close her eyes, the golden hair on top of her head slapped her forehead. Ivy was startled, and her whole body straightened up like a reflex. She looked embarrassed and uneasy, just like a student who was called on by the teacher while sleeping in class.
"Choose C for this question."
After this incoherent statement, the living room fell into an embarrassing silence.
Ivy didn't explain, she simply picked up the jar and almost buried her face in the jar just like Miss Chloe.
"Well, it tastes pretty good."
After a moment, she gave her assessment.
"That's good. I'm worried that it won't suit your taste."
Ethan said, after all, he used the cheapest ingredients, "It's getting late, you've been busy all day, so you should rest early."
"Ethan."
Before he took a few steps, Ivy suddenly stopped him.
"Huh?"
"Aristocrats are not all like that."
After Ivy said it, even she had no confidence, and her voice was so soft that she couldn't hear it, "At least... I'm not."
(End of chapter)