Chapter 112
“How’s the surveillance on the marquess’ household progressing?”
Aaron asked. Alogen, who had just been laughing moments ago, sipped on his cold tea and answered coolly.
“We’ve planted a few mages to monitor the area. There haven’t been any suspicious individuals going in or out. But since the mastermind is using magic, watching entrances is practically useless.”
The Tower was handling surveillance on the collaborator. They were good at concealment and could observe from afar.
They could also sense magical activity.
They began seriously watching the marquess’ estate about ten days ago... after they found a mage’s corpse near the woods surrounding it.
The body looked like it had been killed by a monster.
It was too decomposed to make out the face, but the torn clothes—ripped as if by some large beast’s claws—and the oddly broken ribs bore clear marks of monster attacks.
The discovery itself had been suspicious.
They’d passed through that forest several times before while monitoring the estate, and they’d never come across a corpse like that.
It looked at least four months old, yet it suddenly appeared in a tree ten days ago.
As if someone wanted it to be found.