The next day, Gerhard Goldenheim and Aint Armian entered the city hall together with the priests of the Dragon Faith Order.
In the spacious grand banquet hall of the city hall, numerous people were waiting to be examined.
Whether because Wienderk's soldiers had tracked entry records and brought in more people, the number that was supposed to be five hundred had grown to nearly six hundred.
And it would probably keep growing.
"From now on, we will search for magic. We ask for your active cooperation."
Nine priests, excluding the cardinal, simultaneously took out artifacts.
They were artifacts that detected magic dwelling in mana, extremely familiar to Gerhard Goldenheim.
The priests began examining people one by one, starting from the outer areas.
Gerhard Goldenheim leaned against the railing on the second floor of the hall with Aint Armian, looking down below.
"What do you think? Can you sense any magic?"
"I'll try to find some."
"Good."
