Chapter 884: Aftermath Of the Investigation

Chapter 884: Aftermath Of the Investigation



Inside a conference room, Ethan was surrounded by the prominent people from Grandshire and a few from Eastshire.

The Headmaster of Nightfall Academy was staring at Ethan with a calm expression on his

face. Seated beside the former was none other than Edmond Bourbon, the Grand Archmage of Eastshire, who had also attempted to help solve the case of the missing Witches. But unlike Ethan, he had failed to find any leads whatsoever.

There was another person inside the room that commanded respect from all Wizards and Witches, and it was none other than the head of the Magistratus, Gaeneron.

He wore a black mask that covered his entire face, so no one knew what he looked like.

No one except Professor Barret, the former Head of the Magistratus.

Like Lord Edmond, the masked Wizard had also participated in this investigation and failed to find any leads, so he was pleasantly surprised to hear that Ethan solved the case faster than anyone else.

If everyone else knew that Gaeneron was Ethan's adoptive father, Wallace, they would think twice before interrogating the young man like a criminal.

But since no one knew, and the current head of the Magistratus was also curious to know how Ethan did it, he remained quiet as he waited for the proceedings to start.

"We have heard the testimonies of our students on how you saved them," Nero said after clearing his throat. "But I would like to know more about the method you used to track the whereabouts of the Witch who captured them.

"I am not the only one who has these thoughts. Everyone gathered here also wants to know how you were able to solve this case. Can you tell us how you did it, Mr. Gremory?"

Ethan nodded. "After we left Nightfall Academy, our group headed toward the location that was assigned to us. Along the way, I kept getting this nagging feeling that the person we were looking for was not in any of the places that we were assigned to investigate.

"As you may or may not already know, one of my friends had fallen victim to the Witch of Twilight. Because of this, I was invested in this mission and wished to solve the case as fast as possible."

Ethan then took out a compass from his robe and showed it to everyone.

"This is one of the Legacy Artifacts left behind by one of the Founders of Brynhildr Academy, Agmundr Schwartz," Thirteen explained. "It is an enchanted compass that points to the place you fear the most. At that time, I was feeling very anxious and uneasy about my friend's disappearance.

"That's why I decided to take a gamble and travel in the direction the compass was pointing towards. Fortunately, it didn't lead me astray, and I found the hiding place of the Witch of Twilight."

"Then why did you try to solve it alone?" a middle-aged man with sharp features asked.

"Since you found the location of the criminal, why didn't you call for backup? Do you think that you are some kind of Hero?"

Ethan glanced at the Vice-Headmaster of Lionheart Academy, which was one of the academies that didn't get along well with Brynhildr Academy.

The young man stared at the Vice-Headmaster for a few seconds before answering his question.

"I was not certain whether the place the compass had directed me to had any relation to the missing Witches," Ethan replied. "If I called for reinforcements without investigating first, it would reflect badly on me and might even tarnish the reputation of my academy.

"Also, I didn't go alone. My Fiance came with me, alongside our Ravens. If something were to happen to us, our Spirit Guides would immediately ask for help, which was the plan that we had agreed on."

The middle-aged man snorted, but he no longer said anything. The young man had a point. Calling for reinforcements without confirmation would trouble everyone.

"Please continue," Nero stated. "After you entered the cottage, what happened?"

"I went in alone, leaving my Fiance outside the cottage to act as a Watcher," Ethan answered. "At first, the cottage looked just like any other ordinary cottage. But the compass was pointing at the Bookshelf inside the cottage.

"Out of curiosity, I examined it because it is very common for bookshelves to hide hidden passages in the Wizarding World. After some trial and error, I finally managed to find the hidden pathway and entered it.

"You should have captured her," the middle-aged man commented.

"I am not strong enough to do that," Ethan stated. "She had dozens of Origin Magics inside of

her Core. If not for the fact that she had been seriously injured due to my surprise attack, the

one who would have died would have been me."

Sebastian chuckled from inside the young man's sea of consciousness.

'Ethan has become a good actor,' Sebastian said. 'Your training helped.'

'I know, right?' Ethan's Other Half smirked. 'That middle-aged guy really wants to make our

boy look bad.'

'Don't worry, Ethan's got this,' Sebastian said with a smile. 'I can tell a greedy pig when I see

one.'

Ethan agreed with the comments of his peanut gallery, and simply told the version of the story that he and his Other Half had fabricated.

The young man continued to tell his tale and, after everything ended, a silence descended

inside the room.

"I applaud you for returning the Origin Crystals of the Witches that you have saved," Nero said with gratitude. "Not many will be able to do what you did. From this moment onward, I, Nero Maddox, owe you a debt of gratitude.

"If you need my help in the future, just call for me, and I will come to repay the favor that you

have graciously given me."

The other Wizards and Witches inside the room also looked at Ethan with gratitude.

However, just as he thought that everything was about to wrap up, the middle-aged man

smirked and asked him a question.

"So, what happened to the Cauldron of the Twilight?" the middle-aged man asked. "It's a treasure of the Firbolgs, right? Where is it now?"

Silence once again descended inside the room, as everyone gazed at Ethan, who had defeated

the Witch of Twilight.

"What happened to it?" Ethan asked back, the corner of his lips rising up in a faint smile. "You

want to know what happened to it?"

"Yes," the middle-aged man nodded. "What did you do with the Artifact of the Firbolgs?"

"I smashed it," Ethan replied. "I made sure that it would not fall into the wrong hands ever

again."

Ethan and his Other Half knew that people would want to covet such an artifact. Because of this, they made up the lie that they destroyed it while keeping it inside the Morrigan's Ring, which couldn't be opened by anyone else aside from him.