Clyde then went ahead and checked the woman's condition.
She looked really pale and weak, so he couldn't help but pity her. He wasn't sure what Clovis had done to her, but he must've terrorized this woman to the point that she couldn't even wake up after he stirred her up with his Elemental Energy.
Soon, six more members of the Liquidators arrived, and he ordered them to treat the woman immediately. She also had to be questioned after being attacked by Clovis.
They need to understand why Clovis fled Melthorn City in a hurry despite not being suspected as a criminal.
His actions were too suspicious, and the Sentinels even mentioned that Clovis was able to remove the tracking spell they had placed on him.
'I'm sure that the Tracking Spell they mentioned was the Divine Sense of the Untainted Sentinels or High-Rank Bishops and Cardinals of the Church. If Clovis was capable of removing this mark, I must know how he did it. It is crucial information for the Order.' Clyde's face turned serious as he firmly believed that it was really the Divine Sense's Tracking Mark used on Clovis.
Although it was not the only Tracking Spell that the Holy Arts Faction had, he had a hunch that he wasn't wrong this time.
After some quick preparation, he tried using his Moment Tracing Ritual to see whether he could follow Clovis' footprints.
Unfortunately, Clovis' footsteps disappeared after he reached 30 meters. The young man seemed to possess an anti-tracking spell which was quite surprising.
'Just how many Holy Spell did he learn at such a young age? I only learned three spells at that age. Tsk… This is so frustrating.' Clyde couldn't help but complain as he thought this mission was relatively easy.
As a matter of fact, he even found a few Elementalist who were supposedly searching for the Night Flare Grass in the Enchanted Forest. He heard about their encounter with a man wearing a demonic mask.
Although he knew that he was not Clovis since the masked man used Dark Spells in their encounter, he couldn't help but feel that they were related at some point. They might be partners, or perhaps, they were actually members of that Secret Organization.
This had confused him a lot since he thought that this Secret Organization had stopped its operations in Melthorn City after the huge incident a few months ago.
Clyde could only sigh as tracking people wasn't really his forte. He didn't even have a Tracking Spell and could only use a ritual taught to him in the Academy many years ago.
On the next day, Clyde could only report to the Order of the Illustrious Liquidators that Clovis could use a strange movement spell or technique that allowed him to disappear in a flash.
Furthermore, Clovis had a mysterious spell, artifact, or knowledge that could remove high-level tracking spells and perhaps, even the Tracking Mark left by the Sentinel's Divine Sense.
Lastly, he reported his suspicions about Clovis' involvement with the Secret Organization. If he was right, then it would certainly make sense why Clovis wanted to leave as quickly as possible.
Staying under the watch of the Sentinels might expose his identity and cause him to fall into a trap. He must've taken a chance to escape after being worried about it.
After looking at his written report, Clyde then ordered one of his subordinates to bring the letter back to their Regional Commander. It would be up to them how they'll proceed with the pursuit.
Haaa~
Clyde sighed after comfortably reclining on his chair.
It was a really tough month for him. It started with the strange lightning, or what they call the Heaven's Wrath, to the slums of the Southern District, killing hundreds of people in the process. It was followed by an incident that involved the death of a Necromancer and a Summoner.
Then, It was followed by the mysterious Holy Arts Practitioner.
It didn't even end there. The woman he had saved last night had somehow disappeared from the clinic without anyone noticing.
'Clovis Skye… We'll meet again someday. I'm sure of it.' Clyde firmly said in his mind as he dozed off on his chair.
***
In the meantime, another student in the Vermont Academy had arrived early even though the summer break wasn't over yet.
She wasn't wearing her academy uniform since she would be in her second-year class after the summer break. It means that she needed to make changes in her uniform.
She could simply order a new one at her expense or have it modified to add another eight-angled in her uniform.
Since she needed to save money, she decided to head toward the Student Welfare Department to request a modification instead. It was a lot cheaper, and anyway, the uniform still fitted her and looked brand new.
After having her uniform fixed, she planned to leave her bag and other things at her dorm. However, she met a gorgeous woman who seemed to be a professor at the Academy.
Of course, she knows this person really well as she was the one who had urged her to enroll in this Academy. The gorgeous woman wasn't a professor but an alumnus.
"Senior Lesley, I didn't expect to meet you here… I thought you already left the country." She greeted her warmly.
"Hmm? You know me?" Lesley then looked at the cute girl who had spoken to her and tried to recall her name.
After a few seconds, she immediately recognized her.
"Ahh, aren't you Lisa? Lisa Grayback?" Her eyes lit up after seeing a familiar figure.
The Lisa Grayback she had seen before looked like a beggar and was too skinny. But now, she had completely changed!
If it were other people, they would surely forget Lisa since she was too different. However, Lesley was unique. Her memory was one of her talents, so she immediately recognized Lisa after closely looking at her.
It also helped that she had used her Phantasm State to inspect Lisa when she was still a malnourished poor girl in the city.
"Yes, it's me, Senior Lesley. I've followed your instructions and will follow in your footsteps from now on."
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