Death Wizard Diary

Chapter 209 Kismet

The moment Gorza put his hand on Sol's shoulder, Sol felt himself sinking.

This sinking feeling is very strange, like passing through a layer of water curtain, or popping a bubble.

When crossing the membrane, Thor vaguely seemed to see countless pairs of eyes watching him and Gortha.

Those eyes were densely packed, one next to the other, and the pupils were as small as the eyes of a needle. As Sol sank, he slowly moved his sight.

When Thor looked into those eyes, he immediately felt inexplicable fear and uneasiness, as if someone was punching him in the heart, suppressing and suffocating him.

Then, his eyes dimmed and brightened again, and when he regained consciousness, he found that he had returned to the second warehouse.

The feeling of being watched just now also disappeared.

In front of him were the familiar corpses lined up, and behind him were the tall shelves.

"Did it feel like teleportation just now? Why couldn't I detect it before, but this time I can feel it?"

Before he had time to think about it, Thor heard Gorsa ask him.

"However, since the people you often come into contact with are not wizards of the same level as you, I will give you a brief introduction. In case you encounter a powerful enemy, you will not be able to deal with it in advance."

"Messenger of Death!" Thor was really suppressed this time.

"You said he plays the harp?" Golsa stretched out his pink fingers and tapped his temple lightly, "What kind of harp is it?"

Sol imitated the actions of the Tower Master, placing his hands on the armrests of the sofa and placing his legs as much as possible on the footrests below.

Thor pursed his lips tightly.

"Coping with it in advance?" Sol repeated.

Looking at the nervous little apprentice, Gorsa chuckled.

It happened that Gorsa didn't speak at this time, so the impact sound was very obvious.

Even the tower master has prepared means of self-destruction!

What exactly did Kismet want to do when he concealed his identity and secretly went to Ralph's Manor? Is the golden page that saved him from the soul storm also related to Kismet's arrangement?

He thought for a moment and sorted out his words.

"You don't have to worry too much. I will send someone to investigate this matter. During this period, you will stay in the Wizard Tower and do not take out any missions."

Saul was stunned for a moment, this question stopped him.

He looked at the tower master opposite and couldn't imagine how he could deal with it even if he knew how powerful the other party was.

Gorsa slowly raised a finger and shook it gently.

"Yes." He did not deny the intense fear he had just felt.

Is it true that the more powerful a wizard is, the more afraid he is of death?

But Tower Master, when you said this, you were facing the corpses in the warehouse, are you really not feeling guilty?

"Perhaps I can discuss with the diary brother and ask him to put my consciousness into the diary if I die. Apart from being blurred and becoming ignorant, it is quite comfortable to dissipate to a certain extent."

Sol asked carefully. He didn't know if the tower owner would avoid this question, or if he thought it was not time for Sol to raise the issue.

"Naturally, let's see if we can ask for help, run away, or fight desperately. Or we can leave ourselves a quick-death back-up before fighting to the death, preferably one that even annihilates the soul."

Anxiety also made his heart restless.

After thinking carefully for a moment, I couldn't remember the appearance of the other party's harp.

Huh? The tower master actually knows him?

"His name is Kismet, and he is not a native of the Western Continent. In my hometown, many people have seen this wizard. Oh, there was a rumor at the time that wherever he existed, catastrophic disasters would always happen.

A mass death incident. So some people also call him the messenger of death.”

It looks so soft that you can almost sink into it.

"……good."

But Sol took a deep breath and slowly calmed down.

It was the strong uneasiness caused by the unknown strength and unknown purpose of the enemy, and also the worry about whether there was any connection between Victor and the sudden appearance of the golden page.

Sure enough, after listening to Saul's story, Gorza was the first to mention Victor's anomaly.

And now the golden page seems to have entered the diary, but Thor did not dare to check it immediately because there was always a second-level wizard around him.

Suddenly, he felt as if he was not lying on a soft sofa, but in a coffin lined with layers of lining.

"Don't feel embarrassed or depressed. I have also prepared a way out for myself. I don't want to have to do hard work for others after I die."

"The stuffing of this sofa is filled with something to stabilize your mental strength. I can leave one for you. If you feel like you are going crazy one day, you can sit down and think about life." Golsa said with a light smile in his voice.

He carelessly said creepy things.

Sol held on to the armrest of the sofa and slowly sat down. He instantly sank into the sofa, feeling so comfortable that he never wanted to stand up again.

"Tell me about what happened when you went to Ralph's Manor."

"It seems that you are ready. Let me briefly explain to you the classification of the wizarding world."

He thought of Morton, who had been tortured in the soul storm and his consciousness became incomplete, and also thought of Bill and the others who had to work for him after death.

"Yes." Thor nodded quickly, and then said hesitantly, "Tower master...second-level wizard...how powerful is it?"

"I didn't tell you this before because I didn't want you to imagine high-level abilities when your strength was low. It would easily lead you astray and prevent you from feeling your true improvement."

Victor, no, Kismet's name makes him unable to help but associate it with the Death Wizard's Diary.

"Wait, vague consciousness?" A fragment flashed in Sol's mind, and he suddenly connected the diary's ability with Victor's methods.

"Maybe he doesn't play the harp." Golza's voice was rare and serious, "Victor... always talks about 'fate', has a strange way of speaking, and doesn't like to kill people himself... I think

, I know who this person is."

"Since you want to discuss this issue, I suggest you sit down and listen." After saying that, Golza sat down.

It's just that his movements looked very stiff, with his hands and feet standing there in a rigid manner, and it didn't look like he was enjoying the comfort of the sofa at all.

Saul secretly glanced at the diary on his left shoulder and quickly moved his gaze to the other side.

Saul finished all his encounters in the manor in a few sentences. He focused on Victor's ability and performance. As for making the antidote in the basement, he did not emphasize the difficulty or Morton's help.

He snapped his fingers, and suddenly there was a single sofa behind both of them.

He has not thought about preparing a happy death for himself like a dead soldier.

"After I entered Ralph Manor, I met a strange man. He has the terrifying ability to control people's consciousness or memory..."

But facing Gorsa, he couldn't relax so much after all.

A second-level apprentice Sid is planning the diary, and Thor can still find help to deal with it. But if a second-level wizard also knows about the existence of the diary...

"Are you scared?" Golza suddenly laughed softly.

Thor suddenly clenched his fingers, and his joints couldn't help but tremble, making a slight "clucking" sound.

Gorsa's voice became calm and gentle, like a lullaby.

Saul didn't know whether he could keep the diary's secret, or whether the other party could discover the location of the diary through clues.

He slowly clenched his teeth until a sour pain and a faint iron smell came from his gums.

Is it a coincidence?

I always feel that Victor's ability is similar to the diary in some aspects.

So, is there a deeper connection between the two?

Third update!

(End of chapter)