Death Wizard Diary

Chapter 179 The first step to gain recognition

"Is there something wrong with that book?" Saul asked in surprise.

"No." Gorsa's voice was still gentle, "It's just that you don't need this book."

Thor tightened his grip on the only book left in his hand.

Logically speaking, he should take the initiative to hand the second copy to the tower master at this time, but for some reason, he just couldn't reach out.

The heavy sound just now was like a knock on his heart.

With the appearance of the tower master, the faint chatter outside the library disappeared without a trace.

"Don't be afraid." The tower master blinked at Thor. His hand appeared from under the cloak again, and there was a half-burned red candle standing on his palm.

"Did you do this yourself?"

Sol was startled. Isn't this the red candle swallowed by the bronze door?

"Well, stretch out your left hand."

Thor raised his left hand, which was still a bone hand.

Sol is already in a lot of trouble now.

"Don't you have any idea about the transformation of Lingyi?" Golsa asked casually, and at the same time, he suddenly raised his hand and took off a section of Thor's little finger...

Sol quickly followed.

"If you are willing to accept this gift of knowledge, come in with me; if you are afraid of unknown risks, leave the library."

Gorza looked at Saul and suddenly smiled, "Some things are best not shared."

It's early May now, and there are still more than twenty days before the end of the month.

What appeared in front of Saul was a long curved corridor with ceiling-to-ceiling wooden bookshelves lined up on both sides.

Sol sighed, and then... followed him with excitement!

Thor looked at his hand blankly. The tip of his left little finger became slender, like a wild beast's claw.

"I accept." Saul didn't think about it. He accepted the task calmly.

"But you are different. I liked the first witchcraft prop you made. It seems that I still underestimated your ability and talent. Only by giving you a larger platform can I see greater gains."

"I don't know. The coachman will take you there to solve a problem left two years ago. It may be a bit dangerous. I suggest you bring more life-saving things."

Could it be that behind the bronze gate is connected to the place where the tower owner is?

"Okay Tower Master, where are you going?"

Gorsa took the tip of Sol's little finger on his left hand, turned around and inserted it into the keyhole of the white door.

Gorsa's silver eyes appeared in the white mist in the distance.

Gorsa stood in front of a white door with a golden witchcraft circle painted on it, as gorgeous as the gold jewelry of a noble.

Gorsa narrowed his eyes, retracted his hand, and did not return the red candle to Thor.

Sol couldn't figure out for a moment whether the tower master was praising him or lecturing him.

"Yes, sir."

Gortha stood at the end of the corridor, and Thor did not dare to delay and quickly followed him.

Gortha turned around and looked down at Thor, "Just like the apprentice who was swallowed yesterday."

"Follow me."

Admit it honestly and seek leniency.

I wonder if the nightmare butterfly can be sealed for a long time;

The secret of body melting and mutation;

The electric shock problem has not been solved yet so the arm is still a bone;

And the conspiracy about resurrection from Winnie's mouth...

"The books in the corridor are all miscellaneous books that I collected from my previous travels to various places. They are generally of no use. But occasionally I will read them. They are quite interesting."

After waiting for about five seconds, he retracted his hand and pressed the deformed bone back into Thor's left hand.

There are many books placed on each floor of the bookshelf, but they are not full. They seem to be carefully arranged, giving a comfortable feeling of enjoying life.

"Now I'll give you a choice."

Sol held the book in his arms tightly, with goosebumps all over his body and a heart that was beating wildly with anxiety. He walked firmly into the white mist where the Lord of Golza Tower disappeared.

Although the tower owner didn't say it explicitly, Thor knew that this was also one of the tower owner's tests.

"Remember to use the key before opening the door from now on. By the way, prepare yourself and go out at the end of May."

"There is no need to apologize. Giving you the opportunity to look after the warehouse means that you are allowed to use the materials inside by default. The reason why I replaced mediocre apprentices with mediocre apprentices to look after the warehouse is because although the previous geniuses were keen on experimenting, they either had no creativity.

Either the experimental direction is not what I expected. This is of course a waste."

Gorza wasn't angry, at least he didn't show it.

After walking briskly for nearly five minutes, the white fog in front of my eyes suddenly disappeared, and my vision suddenly became clear.

"Well, in the past, Kaz often appointed talented apprentices to guard the warehouse. But we found that the more outstanding apprentices, the faster they consumed the materials in the warehouse. They were often overconfident, and many died in situations beyond their control.

During the experiment. So I suggested that Kaz replace it with a mediocre person to take care of the warehouse. In the first few years when you took over the warehouse, the rate of material consumption slowed down, and the apprentice who guarded the warehouse also lived diligently until now. But now, change

Now that I'm in love with you, you've dared to attack my candles for just a few days~ Now the materials in the warehouse can't be saved."

Just when Thor was lost and at a loss, a voice sounded.

Thor:?!

When Thor's whole body was wrapped in white mist, he could no longer distinguish his direction, and he couldn't even remember the direction he came from.

Thor thought for a moment and said, "Tower Master, can I bring other companions with me?"

"Yes, I used some candles from the warehouse, about as much as a fingernail, and I prepared the rest of the materials myself."

Since the tower owner got the red candle, he must also know that Ferguson is also inside the bronze door. But he came out with the red candle but did not bring Ferguson out. Does that mean Ferguson is dead?

"Do you prefer your left hand or your right hand?"

The bookshelf looks very ordinary, with some flower and leaf-like patterns carved on it.

"I'm sorry, Tower Master."

Having been discovered, Thor can no longer lie.

Sure enough, after hearing Sol's answer, the tower owner's eyes narrowed.

"This room contains nearly all records related to soul research. After you enter, you must be careful to distinguish which knowledge you can see and which cannot. I will give you a key. Only you can enter. Others will come.

Swallowed by the gate..."

If he refuses, he may also refuse all future opportunities.

"This mission is not easy. You can refuse if you are afraid."

These books were placed there without any disguise, and they seemed harmless.

Like a searchlight, penetrating the endless darkness.

The topic changed, but Sol immediately answered: "The dominant hand is the right hand."

There were no bookshelves around, no walls could be seen, and even the light was a blurry halo.

He also stretched out his right hand and pulled it out twice. His little finger was firmly connected to his hand and there was no sign of falling off.

Looking down at my feet, my feet were also hidden in the mist, and all I could see clearly was the book in my arms.

"It's easy to have too much debt! This is a gift of knowledge. Just hearing the name makes my spirit boil! If I miss this opportunity, I will regret it in the future!"

Gorsa walked slowly towards the depths of the library, and the white mist gradually obscured his figure, but his voice was still clear in his ears.

Vaguely, he felt as if he was climbing up.

After explaining the mission and ordering Thor to act on his own, Gorza entered the brown door next to the white door.

Behind that door should be the tower owner's living room. Thor took a glance and saw a comfortable sofa and a small table with food.

But Golza obviously had no intention of inviting Saul to come in with him. The scene in the living room flashed by and was quickly isolated by the closed door.

Today's trip home was not smooth at all. The original train was canceled due to icy tracks. It took me a long time to find another way to get home.

I'm exhausted both physically and mentally. I haven't done anything. I'll catch up on today's update first, but I have to take a day off tomorrow. Sorry, sorry!

(End of chapter)