Crestel and Radar were surprised by the excellent effect of the magic mirror and couldn't help but look at each other.
You must know that under normal circumstances, even if there are sufficient clues to support it, divination can only reach this level at most, let alone this situation where most of the clues have been cleared.
This magic mirror is not simple!
Of course, they were just a little surprised and a little curious about the magic mirror.
At the same time, this is also how most of the surrounding team members feel about the magic mirror.
Just when they were about to express their views and opinions on the picture displayed by the magic mirror, a few lines of ancient Fusac words suddenly appeared on the silver mirror:
"Based on the principle of reciprocity, it's my turn to ask questions."
"If you answer wrongly or lie, you will accept the task assigned by me or be punished."
They noticed that the word "punishment" was as red as blood and seemed to be dripping with liquid, which gave people a very scary feeling.
It's like the coming problems are going to be terrifying!
Crestel and Reydar unconsciously leaned forward and focused their attention on the mirror.
Most of the members of the Nighthawks and Punishers teams present also looked over with curiosity, and the members of the Heart of Machines were no exception.
Of course, the emotion contained in many of their eyes was not curiosity, but sympathy.
The expression on Ikonse's face was distorted at first, and he glanced around subconsciously, and then became extremely solemn.
Immediately afterwards, the water on the silver mirror flashed, and a new line of words appeared:
“What’s your favorite room in the house?”
Yi Kangse was stunned for a moment.
This question did contain something embarrassing for him, but it was quite obscure, and the severity was obviously much less severe than he expected.
He sighed quietly, closed his eyes and replied, "Bathroom."
"Very honest." A new word combination quickly appeared on the surface of the silver mirror.
Ikanser took a deep breath and opened his eyes again, and sure enough he saw that most of the people around him were looking at him.
Hmm... somewhat teasingly.
"What, this level of negative effects is worth saying hello in advance." A member of the Punisher said his inner thoughts without thinking.
His voice was not loud, but it was enough for those present to hear him clearly.
Although there was no obvious expression from others, it was obvious that his words resonated with the team of Punishers and Nighthawks.
In whispers, they have given it names such as "divination mirror" and "question and answer mirror", which seem to be familiar and affectionate.
"cough."
Because one of his team members was rude, Reydar had to cough lightly and criticize the reckless subordinate.
Ikonse was lucky enough to escape today and suggested with a smile:
"I think you still have questions, why not let him ask the next question?"
"Haha, it won't be life-threatening."
"I promise!"
Deacon Ikanser was so generous and gave him the opportunity to use the magical mirror... Most people showed a hint of envy.
Of course, except for the members of the Heart of Machinery.
Leidar thought for a moment and ordered the subordinate member:
"Bevern, ask for the appearance of Corvo's murderer."
Faced with the order from his superiors, Burvern punched his chest with his right fist, nodded sharply, and then walked to Ikanser's side in a few steps.
He looked at the silver mirror curiously and carefully, and found that the surface of this living sealed object had strange patterns, with an eye-shaped decoration based on black gemstones on each side, which looked deep and charming.
Other than that, I don't see anything special about it.
Then, he stretched out his hand to touch the silver mirror. After going back and forth three times, he asked:
"Dear Arrods, my question is, the specific appearance of the murderer who killed the Punisher Corvo."
The surroundings became dense again, and streaks of water shimmered on the surface of the silver mirror.
What appeared this time was the same figure that had appeared just now, a man in formal attire falling from the sky, but the picture was zooming in.
During the enlargement process, a lot of details were added to the figure, and subtle changes occurred in its movements.
Finally, what appeared on the mirror was a man with his back away from the giant pillar of flames. He was wearing a tuxedo suit and a top hat, and his face in the darkness was covered by a clown mask with an exaggerated expression.
This is the image of Varina when she escaped from Count Levitt's mansion.
Still couldn't see the murderer's face clearly. It seemed that the upper limit of this mirror's ability was not high... Leidar, who noticed this, showed a little disappointment in his eyes.
Bevern, who was in charge of asking the question, was shocked and blurted out:
"He is a fugitive from the Earl of Levitt case!"
He was the "Rageful Man" who first killed the frightened horse that night and then accompanied Corvo to track down the trail.
The screen faded away, and the previous lines of ancient Fusac words appeared again on the silver mirror:
"Based on the principle of reciprocity, it's my turn to ask questions."
"If you answer wrongly or lie, you will accept the task assigned by me or be punished."
Bevern twisted his neck carelessly, waiting for the problem to arise.
Soon, the water on the silver mirror flashed, and a new line of words appeared:
"..."
When the question came up, Boevern was stunned.
His eyes widened and he could hardly believe his eyes.
Soon, his whole body tensed up and he clenched his fists with both hands, but he still couldn't stop his body from shaking.
In this state, he did not forget to shout:
"I choose punishment!"
His only thought now is to complete the silver mirror's request as soon as possible so that the line of writing can disappear as soon as possible.
As soon as he finished speaking, a huge silver-white lightning appeared out of thin air and struck on the top of his head.
"Boom!"
Bevern, who had released countless lightnings with his own hands, could not bear the power of the lightning. He fell to the ground like a straight wooden stake, making a dull sound.
His hair stood on end, his face was dark, and he even opened his mouth to spit out a curl of black smoke.
But his idea failed.
It wasn't until he regained his breath and groaned that everyone confirmed that his injuries were really under control. When they turned around to explore what the problem was, the writing on the silver mirror was still clearly visible -
"Which woman was your favorite to play 'The King and the Maid' with?"
this……
Raydar lowered his head and covered the expression on his face with his hands;
Cresty cleared his throat and looked around awkwardly;
Ikonser raised the corners of his mouth with a happy expression of "I knew it would be like this."
The official Extraordinaries around him covered their mouths with their hands, whispered to each other, and occasionally glanced at the poor man lying on the ground.
Not only that, but there were also angry looks on the faces of several Nighthawks and the female members of the Heart of Machinery, and their hearts were full of contempt for this extremely arrogant, chaotic private life, and extremely macho chauvinist.
Poor Boevern was lying on the ground, suddenly feeling that he had suffered that lightning bolt in vain——
After the question was raised and people saw it, his answer actually didn't matter at all.
He no longer wanted to get up from the ground.
It would be better if there was a hole in the ground...
In the crowd, red-gloved George Banks subconsciously shrank his neck and secretly thanked the punisher for his "outspoken and resolute" action style.
You know, he just wanted to volunteer to try that magical silver mirror...
Fortunately, the goddess protects you!
…
Bevern's encounter was right before his eyes. Although there were many official Beyonders present, no one dared to ask questions to the "Magic Mirror".
