Death Wizard Diary

As soon as half an hour was up, Saul took his leave.

Looking at the direction in which Sol left, Mark was a little startled.

"Why do you think so highly of that brat?"

The palm of his hand split open again, and his tongue was looming, but it made a human voice.

"Master Mentor gave him a chance, didn't he? And I also want to see how far he can go. I have never seen any first-level apprentice who can complete the transformation of the witch body."

The palm of the hand made a swallowing sound.

…

Saul didn't know that someone was already lusting after him. He only knew that the knowledge he gained from Mark did not waste his two credits.

What hesitation? Fear?

hehe.

nonexistent.

Saul couldn't wait to go to the morgue to verify his crazy inspiration.

He walked quickly downstairs, and suddenly, a hooded woman passed him by.

That beautiful jaw and sexy red lips are all so familiar.

Even though I haven't seen him for more than 20 days, Sol still doesn't seem unfamiliar to him.

He slowly stopped and looked back.

Kongsha did not stop, however, and disappeared around the corner of the ramp.

As the two passed each other, she made a character sign with her fingers.

Sol stayed for a long time, and when he hit the road again, his mood was different.

He was not surprised that Kongsha suggested that he go find her.

Ever since he rejected Kongsha's request, he had thought that the other party would definitely come again.

After all, after going through so much trouble to get Sol to Kaz's name, Konsa would definitely not give up easily.

After nearly a month, Sol couldn't help but look for her first.

Today, it was Kong Sha who couldn't bear it any longer.

Sol slowly walked downstairs, and when he passed by people he knew, he didn't stop to say hello.

Walking into the third morgue on the second floor of the East Tower, he gently closed the door.

"call--"

Finally relaxed a little.

"I was too tough last time. I need to be softer this time." Saul thought about how he would respond when he met Kong Sha tonight. "Senior Kong Sha probably thinks I am a greedy and arrogant person. I am not going to act like this tonight."

The threat to life is to increase the chips to lure me into taking the bait, I hope it is the latter."

But no matter how Konsa plans to blackmail Sol, Sol will agree to her tonight.

If West Germany is not dead, he should be back soon. Sol needs a deterrent thigh.

The last time I rejected Kong Sha outright, it was more of retreating in order to advance.

He didn't want Kong Sha to treat him as cannon fodder that could be discarded at any time.

Sol put away the books on the long table.

He originally wanted to start the preliminary preparations for the Shaman body transformation today, but Kong Sha suddenly appeared, disturbing his mood.

Although he intends to take advantage of Kongsha, Sol is still afraid of her in his heart.

If you conduct an experiment in this state, it will most likely fail.

Just read a book...

"Chi!"

The candlelight on the teleporter becomes brighter.

The guests are coming.

Sol walked over and pulled the wrench skillfully.

The conveyor belt rotated, and a guest appeared in front of Sol through the black tassel.

"This person... is so clean."

Clean was the first impression this body gave to Saul.

His expression was peaceful, his eyes were slightly closed, and his hands rested naturally on his sides. The black leather cover on the top was like a quilt, lying just on his chest.

Thor pulled away the black leather covering his body, only to find that there were no wounds on this man's body.

"Hey, how did he die?"

He gently turned over to his back and didn't see any wounds, which was even more strange. The apprentice in charge of the first two stages should have checked it.

How come there were no traces of inspection? Did they decide that the body had no value at all?

Sol turned him back again, entered a semi-immersed meditative state, and looked around the guest to see if he could find anything.

But even after entering meditation, he did not find any familiar shining spots, and the whole corpse looked blurry, as if it was shrouded in a layer of holy light.

"There really is nothing found. Why would such a body be sent to the morgue?"

Thor straightened up and turned his head in confusion.

"drink!"

He jumped back in fright.

The corpse had actually opened its eyes, looking sideways at Saul with a peaceful expression.

In fact, it is not uncommon for him to see corpses opening their eyes midway.

It was just because he was thinking about something and couldn't concentrate that he was startled just now.

After regaining consciousness, Sol stepped forward skillfully and tried to smooth the guest's eyes with his hands.

"Close your eyes. Don't say that the dead have no human rights in this wizard's tower, not even the living."

But the guest's eyes had just been closed and then opened stubbornly.

"Well, if you like this, there's nothing I can do about it." Sol didn't want to be stubborn with the dead man, so he picked up a piece of cloth and prepared to cover his head.

"Don't cover my eyes, okay? I want to see how I die." At this moment, the corpse suddenly spoke.

Well, Thor has seen a talking corpse before, but he has never seen one that speaks so clearly.

"You're not dead?"

With no heartbeat and no breathing, he should be dead.

Do wizards also have the so-called method of suspended animation?

The guest lying on the conveyor belt had a gentle expression and smiled at Sol, just like a kind elder looking at his naughty junior.

"It's very dangerous here, child. What you think is good may not be good, and what you think is bad may not be bad. What you think is alive may be dead, and what you think is dead may still be alive.

Me? I’m dead, but I’m not dead. So please don’t destroy my body, okay?”

Sol felt something was wrong. There must be something wrong with this corpse!

He put his hand into his pocket and pressed it on a small paper package.

"This guy is a bit weird. Maybe I should just throw him into the big box with the corpse."

With this thought in mind, Thor stepped forward to move the body.

However, the hard-cover book that had been silent for a long time flew towards him with a clatter.

【New moon calendar year 314, June 24th,

Today you met a close friend while disposing of the corpse.

You talk about life freely, and for this reason you are not even willing to hurt him at all.

You safely put his body into the corpse box.

I didn't expect that this box would be quite comfortable to lie on.

You closed your eyes happily.]

Thor raised his head suddenly, and the corpse on the conveyor belt was still looking at him and smiling.

Sol's face sank, and he groped on the tool table behind him. Finally, he picked a tool that he had never used before.

A bone chopping knife.

He slowly walked toward today's guest with a knife in his hand.

"Well, what are you doing?" The guest's smile was a little distorted, his eyes were fixed on the blade, and his neck, hands and feet began to shake like cramps, as if he was about to get up at any time.

Saul took out the paper bag from his pocket, crushed it, and scattered it over the body.

The white crystals quickly shatter upon contact with the corpse and decompose into smaller powders.

At the same time, the corpse seemed to be suppressed by some force and stopped shaking.

The guest's tone immediately softened.

"Can you not hurt me? I just look scary, it's not what you think! In fact, I'm not dead yet! In fact, I can still live! Don't..."

"Duang!"

The hard-cover book... flew back to the left shoulder.

Thor looked solemn and raised the knife again.

After finishing the processing, Sol straightened up and breathed heavily.

Fortunately, the strength of his arms has been enhanced, otherwise a twelve-year-old boy would not be able to do such heavy work.

"Although I don't know where the bodies that pass through the morgue end up. However, I never like to cause trouble to my colleagues. They should be satisfied with you turning into this, right?"