Chapter 19 : Soul magic
Afterwards, Iphilia inford Aimiya of the information she had obtained from Nolen at noon.
After hearing it, Aimiya pondered for a while and ca to the exact sa conclusion as Iphilia: the commoner Bloodkin nad Carl was not the real murderer in the case, but a victim who had tragically t a violent end.
Iphilia then inquired about the situation at the scenes of the other few cases, and Aimiya told her: the situation where the victim was transford into a blood slave only occurred with Uncle Wei.
The clues found at the other cri scenes were also different.
So had residual traces of magic, so had residual beast claw marks, and this was also why the Night Watch still had no clue even though the cris had occurred.
They couldn't even determine the specific race of the murderer, how could they even find a damn thing!
The afternoon passed in a flash.
During this ti, Iphilia and Aimiya also discussed several other possibilities, such as whether it was a gang cri involving multiple races, but in the end, these possibilities were also found to have loopholes by themselves and were gradually overturned.
Helpless, Iphilia could only call her stinky old dad for help.
And our dear Lord of Hell, being the most hopeless daughter-doting fool in all of Hell, naturally adhered to the principle of daughter-first.
After hearing that it was his precious daughter's request, he agreed without hesitation.
He even, when he first received Iphilia's call, expressed with snot and tears that this was the first ti Iphilia had proactively called him.
He was so moved that he almost scared our Miss Demon into hanging up the phone.
And for a certain ultimate daughter-doting fool pretending to be a lonely old man, our Miss Iphilia expressed strong condemnation.
However, it had to be said that this fellow Satan, when pretending to be a lonely old man, was unexpectedly very convincing in both emotion and tone.
If Iphilia didn't return to Hell to see Satan almost every month, she really would have believed it.
After doing all this, our Miss Iphilia also finished her classes for the day and was very happily preparing to go out for dinner to relax, leaving the poor Miss Angel alone to attend that damned evening self-study.
“It's really strange…Clearly this morning we were still in a state of irreconcilable conflict, yet this afternoon we actually discussed the case with her so naturally, just like sisters who have known each other for many years… What's wrong with …”
Iphilia walked through a dimly lit alley, a hamburger serving as her dinner dangling from her mouth.
While eating, she replayed the things she discovered today in her mind, only then realizing that she had unconsciously reached a temporary reconciliation with Miss Angel.
She couldn't help but feel a little surprised by this subconscious behavior.
You know, angels and demons had been mortal enemies who opposed each other since the beginning of their existence.
One controlled Heaven, the other controlled Hell.
They usually couldn't stand the sight of each other, and even frequently waged wars in ancient tis.
If Iphilia rembered correctly, she had once heard from Uncle phistopheles that the largest battle ever fought between angels and demons had a scope so vast that it almost dragged all the other races into it.
And in that battle, her stinky old dad Satan personally faced off against the strongest of the angel lineage—Archangel Mikaili.
The outco of the battle was unknown, but it was certain that both Mikaili and Satan were severely injured, and the war thus ended.
Therefore, theoretically speaking, Iphilia, as a demon, should feel an instinctive disgust and hostility towards Aimiya, who was an angel but judging from the situation this afternoon… not only did she not instinctively dislike Aimiya, but she actually felt a sense of closeness towards her.
Strange, strange.
“Well, forget it, it doesn't affect much anyway. Since I helped her out this noon, it should be considered even with her, right? It just so happens that with an angel's help, future activities will also be much easier! As for the subconscious sense of closeness… let's just say we were fated in a previous life!”
Iphilia had always been very open-minded.
After casually finding an excuse to fool herself, she continued to happily walk towards her rented small house, humming an unknown little tune.
And in a corner she couldn't see, a sneaky, suspicious figure was staring intently at her.
A large black robe almost concealed everything about him in the darkness.
He moved like a pervert through the pitch-black shadows, his eyes filled with excitent and desire as he looked at Iphilia.
“Finally, a chance. A demon's body and soul… Lord! Thank you for your protection!”
…
Probably because Iphilia personally requested it, our old father Satan completed the soul query with unimaginable speed and imdiately called Iphilia back.
But unfortunately, the news he brought was not good.
“What!? Can't find it!? How can it not be found!?”
Iphilia's eyes widened, and she repeatedly questioned Satan on the other end of the phone in disbelief.
“Indeed not, daughter. The souls of the deceased in those cases you ntioned didn't enter Hell or Heaven at all after death. Their souls were forcibly kept in the human world by so power or soone.”
Satan's slightly helpless voice ca from the other end of the phone.
“Souls kept in the human world? Old dad, you an… soul magic?”
Iphilia frowned. If this matter really involved soul magic, then the target involved would probably once again exceed the scope Iphilia had originally predicted.
Soul magic, in essence, belonged to a branch of ntal magic and was undoubtedly advanced magic.
However, its nature also determined that it would not be like ti and space magic, which also belonged to advanced magic, where one could master it as long as one had talent.
Only those with extrely high understanding of souls could possibly master soul magic.
For example, Iphilia's stinky old dad Satan, and that Archangel Mikaili of the Angel race, were extrely skilled in soul magic.
However, there were also rumors that the Queen of the Bloodkin, that is, Nolen's biological mother, was also skilled in soul magic.
In short, if the true murderer in this incident was indeed a master skilled in soul magic, it could explain why the other party could easily defeat an entire elven rangers and abduct a high-ranking elf.
Such a fellow, no matter what, would at least be an old undying creature over five or six hundred years old.
“It's not necessarily soul magic. After all, if it's just about keeping souls in the mortal realm, there are still many ways to achieve it.”
Satan's comfort didn't have much effect.
Iphilia's originally not-bad mood was now completely swept away.
She reached out and pinched her brow, already able to foresee that the upcoming investigation would probably involve a bloody storm.
However…
So what if it really was an old monster skilled in soul magic?
As the princess of demons, the most doted-on daughter of Satan, the Lord of Hell, the most esteed pearl in the palm of all Hell, her, Iphilia's, trump cards were so nurous that ordinary people couldn't even imagine.
If she was really pushed to the brink, even if the opponent was a formidable enemy whose strength was comparable to a Hell Lord or a Six-winged Archangel, she could make them suffer greatly!
No matter who he was, since he had committed such a vile and abominable act, Iphilia would definitely make him pay with blood!
Only in this way, can those souls who still find no peace after death rest in peace!!!
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