"What's wrong?" Ada looked at Silas, her expression somewhat surprised.
Silas stepped forward, took the pendant, examined it carefully, and asked, "Can I take a look at this? This thing seems to have some connection with that group of swindlers I dealt with before."
Silas made up a random excuse.
Ada glanced at Silas discreetly, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes, but she didn't refuse and said with a chuckle, "Then hurry up and take it!"
Silas took the pendant, smiled at Ada, and said, "I love you, Ada."
Ada smiled sweetly. "I love you too, kind little fellow."
Returning to the bedroom with the pendant, Silas immediately sat down, his expression grave, and placed the pendant on the table.
This pendant consisted of a thin metal chain with five charms hanging from it: an inverted cross, a pentagram, a goat's head, a dragon, and a spire.
The style was very normal, and the workmanship and material were mediocre. It was just an ordinary pendant, seemingly without any issues.
However, Silas knew this thing was not ordinary.
"The inverted cross, pentagram, and goat's head were once symbols representing evil and the mystical. Although in recent years, with the relaxation of policies, these symbols can be used by commoners as ornaments, combining them with a dragon and a spire is somewhat different."
Back when Silas was with the Death Cult, he had learned some things, and this was among them.
"In the mystical, the dragon symbolizes power, and the spire symbolizes divine authority. These two most frequently appear in certain runes and summoning circles as the absolute core. Putting these five together can attract some unseen mystical forces, thereby causing some special reactions."
"And this special reaction is very subtle. It doesn't manifest in the material or style, but in sound!"
Just now, when Silas heard the sound of these pendants clashing, what he heard wasn't a clear clinking sound, but an extremely unpleasant, harsh, and chilling sound, like a millstone grinding against bones.
Even Master Jeros couldn't discern this sound. Only someone with knowledge of sound-related matters and sufficient Spirit Vision could hear it.
"These sounds will imperceptibly stimulate a person's soul and Spiritual Energy, causing agitation when the person is subjectively unaware. After accumulating enough, it will drive a person mad, and even cause some mutations in their spirit."
"Truly subtle and malicious!" Silas carefully dismantled the pendant, preventing them from colliding again and producing any unpleasant sounds.
After wrapping all the components separately in paper, Silas fell into deep thought.
"A circus, a highly skilled magician… new in town. Combined with Bart's previous intelligence, it's highly possible that this magician is the professional Magician from the Green Flame Brotherhood. But this also seems somewhat off. That group of cultists is trying to hide; why would they perform so openly?"
"Hmm? That's not right either. Perhaps these guys are doing the exact opposite?"
Thinking of this, Silas stood up from his chair. "First, I'll ask Ada about that magician's situation!"
Walking out of the bedroom, he saw Ada sitting on the sofa, stroking the Husky's belly.
At this moment, the Husky was being petted very comfortably, lying there with all four paws in the air, a look of utter comfort on its face.
Silas walked over and asked seriously, "Ada, when that magician gave you this pendant, did he say anything? For example, to hang this pendant in places with many people?"
Ada blinked her beautiful large eyes, then said with some confusion, "No, he didn't say much at the time."
After speaking, Ada seemed to remember something and said with sudden realization, "Oh! Right. At first, he seemed to want to say something, but then, for some reason, he fell silent for a moment. After that, he just said to keep it as a souvenir and put it away at home."
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Hearing this, Silas instantly had a look of complete bewilderment. This thing would have no effect if it were just put away.
Ada asked with a baffled expression, "Why are you making such a funny face?"
"Ah! It's nothing, Lupo infected me," Silas grinned and quickly waved his hand.
Lupo, lying on the floor, slightly lifted its head upon hearing this, opened its eyes, and looked at Silas with that slanted, downward gaze, as if to say, "You're making me take the blame again."
"Then, did he give such pendants to anyone else?" Silas asked.
Ada shook her head. "No, just this one."
After that, Silas didn't inquire further about this matter.
Silas didn't eat dinner, saying he had already eaten outside.
After reading a book in his room for a while, Silas seized the time to start some simple physical training.
Stretching his tendons and bones, accompanied by the crisp sound of bones rubbing, Silas's previously frail physique was gradually stretched out.
During the stretching process, Silas also performed simple muscle training. At the very least, he had to allow this body, which surpassed that of a normal person, to exhibit its normal functions, not wasting that drop of griffin blood.
While exercising, Silas analyzed the day's events and, at the same time, pondered countermeasures.
"From Ada's conversation, I can tell that the magician initially did intend to give this pendant to Ada and have her spread it to others. But when he was about to speak, he suddenly changed his mind, yet still gave her the item. What reason made him change his mind?"
"Could it be that he was infected by Ada's natural temperament and repented?" A very mischievous thought suddenly popped into Silas's head.
Then, this very absurd idea was dismissed.
"It should be that he suddenly discovered something in the convent that made him hesitant, or perhaps he was noticed by someone important, which is why he suddenly changed his mind. Yes, this is the only reasonable explanation. After all, even if the convent doesn't have mystical personnel, it is still a sacred place."
Thinking of this, Silas took a breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel.
"It can be confirmed that there's a problem with that magician. In that case, I'll use this method to report the matter of the Green Flame Brotherhood without leaving any traces! I'll start from this aspect as an entry point. If he is from the Green Flame Brotherhood, that's best. If not, it's an unexpected bonus."
Having decided on a countermeasure, Silas resolved to hand over this pendant tomorrow, letting Master Jeros and the police station investigate.
Then, in the process, he would subtly guide the issue towards the Green Flame Brotherhood.
"I hope you all don't stay too quiet. Give me some clues," Silas thought, preparing to wash up and sleep.
After washing up, Silas lay comfortably in his bed, looking at the ceiling, and suddenly remembered, "It's been several days since I contacted Helles and Bernice. I wonder what they've become after receiving the Storm Hunt Imprints."
"I hope I can see their situation in my dreams."
As he thought, he gradually fell into a deep sleep.