During this time, has someone entered his room?
It's also possible that they used magic to manipulate those fairies to place this thing on his desk.
Lynn immediately realized this, and the bright red envelope seemed to react as if it sensed something, shaking ever so slightly.
[Frost Barrier]
Without hesitation, Lynn cast a spell, summoning a sturdy wall of ice before him. His right hand rested on the doorknob, ready to make a quick escape.
In Lynn's alert gaze, the crimson envelope opened on its own, hovering in the air, revealing prominent golden magical runes inside.
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Dear Mr. Karl
In recognition of your outstanding performance within Iyeta Harbor, we cordially invite you to become a member of the Faceless.
The Faceless are dedicated to exploring the mysteries of magic. Here, there are no rules to bind you, no distinctions of identity. All members will exchange knowledge as equals, working together to uncover the truths of the world...
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The next gathering will take place in four days at exactly eleven in the evening. We look forward to your presence.]
Lynn's eyes quickly scanned the long page, finally settling on the two words at the beginning of the letter, [Dear Karl].
Has his true identity been exposed?
The thought involuntarily crossed Lynn's mind. Karl was the name of the body he had taken over upon arriving in the Harbor town. He hadn't heard that name in a long while.
Although the letter appeared to be a polite invitation, the direct mention of his identity made it clear that this was no friendly offer. It carried a hint of threat.
The only ones who knew about his true identity now were Jenny.
No, Dove, and the clueless Kora.
Lynn's first suspicion naturally fell on Jenny. Since his arrival in the Iyeta Harbor town, the status and identity he had gained didn't match his original body, and Jenny might have some doubts.
However, his exposed identity didn't benefit Jenny in any way because it meant that the responsibility for the interrupted route would once again be placed on her shoulders. Compared to his certified status, the words of an apprentice wouldn't carry much weight.
Next was Dove. Although she now appeared lifeless, a powerful psychic wizard might be able to extract key information from her mind.
Herlram had taken Dove's frozen body to find a great wizard skilled in psychic magic, so it might be related to this.
However, Lynn quickly dismissed this guess. The great wizard had only left yesterday, and even if he could reach the Wizard's City within a day, he wouldn't be able to send a letter back to him.
Furthermore, Lynn couldn't contend with Herlram's power. If Herlram held something against him, there would be easier ways to manipulate him. If he guessed correctly, Dove's soul had likely been collected by the AI, and even memory-searching magic might not yield useful results.
Numerous thoughts flashed through Lynn's mind. After the initial panic, he quickly regained his composure.
The other party might not have concrete evidence to confirm his identity. This letter was likely a test, or else it wouldn't have taken so long to arrive.
Because there was no evidence to prove that he was Karl. In a land where psychic magic was strictly prohibited, viewing brain memories was not something that could be used as evidence openly.
After all, someone who said such things would be equivalent to confessing to being a psychic wizard and violating the strict prohibition set by the Wizard's Council. That was a significant charge.
Lynn was deep in thought when the floating envelope spontaneously burst into flames, turning into scattered ashes.
At the same time, a delicate-looking ring fell from it, landing in the teacup on the desk, emitting a crisp sound.
Lynn activated [Mage Hand] to bring the ring closer to him.
According to the description in the letter, all it required was to infuse it with mana to emit a specific magical frequency, transmitting a portion of sentient mana to the meeting location.
No need to attend in person and it wouldn't reveal one's true face. That was the meaning of "Faceless."
Besides the sender, nobody else could know the identities of the members. Each member was free to discuss topics considered taboo in the Wizard's land, including the forbidden psychic magic!
This was somewhat like... holographic projection?
Lynn examined the exquisitely crafted ring. The entire ring was made of mithril, with numerous peculiar magical runes inscribed on its surface. The most eye-catching part was the red gemstone set on the ring, carved into a beautiful flower.
"Blood-Red Thorns?" Lynn was familiar with this peculiar flower and instantly understood who had sent the envelope and the ring.
Had his recent interrogation of Nour been detected?
Lynn pondered silently. It was possible that the moment Nour died, the person who had placed a soul restraint in his mind received a message, and afterwards, they sent this letter. As for whether it was a threat, a warning, or an attempt to recruit, Lynn couldn't say. However, one thing was clear: this wizard organization known as "Blood-Red Thorns" seemed to possess a lot of information they shouldn't have.
Whether it was the sudden acquisition of airship blueprints, the name Karl, prophecies, divination, contacting Kora, magic to eavesdrop on conversations, or a spell to detect lies – Lynn considered various possibilities. His expression turned cold.
He used an anti-magic stone to envelop the ring in his palm and then took down one book after another from the bookshelf. Opening a concealed compartment in the back wooden board, he carefully hid the ring inside.
He had no intention of carrying such an object of unknown origin. He also had no plans to attend this so-called "Faceless" gathering. It might well be a trap, and going there would only confirm their suspicions.
There were four days until the next "Faceless" gathering. This was probably the deadline they'd given him for consideration, but Lynn had no intention of playing by their rules.
"Doctor Radak, is it?" Lynn recalled the name that Nour had repeatedly mentioned during the interrogation. This Radak was most likely a key figure within "Blood-Red Thorns," the person most likely to have placed the soul restraint in Nour's mind and sent him the letter.