Diary of the Death Wizard

Shelly got up from the ground in embarrassment, his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Are you from the Wizard Tower?"

Sol knew that he looked younger, so he didn't explain much, and directly sent the letter that fell to the ground to Shelly with a mage's hand.

"I got it this time." The smile on Sol's face faded away, and his voice dropped an octave instantly, "If you drop it again, you'll screw your head off."

After hearing this, Shelly subconsciously stretched out his hand and tightly grasped the letter paper.

He bowed his head, and he could basically confirm that it was a handwriting from the wizard tower.

Taking advantage of the time when the other party looked down at the letter, Sol whispered to Penny: "I thought about it, if I want Ada to be happier in the future, it would be better for you to be by his side."

Penny raised her head, her eyes opened unconsciously, revealing the gray pupils inside, no longer the original silver starry sky.

Thor took away Penny's eyes and her ability to see the world through dreams.

This is not necessarily a bad thing for an ordinary person.

"Wait for Brother Saul for a moment, and I'll take you back when I'm done."

Penny nodded, stretched her hands forward, touched Sol's clothes, then slid down the clothes to the corners of the clothes, and held them tightly.

Sol paid some attention to Shelly on the other side of the room. Although the other party was reading the letter from Rum's mentor, he might attack at any time.

Sol couldn't guarantee whether the prestige of the wizard tower could really frighten this, a first-level apprentice who didn't even learn the basics.

After all, there is a saying that the ignorant is fearless.

Just look at what this wild 1st class apprentice is up to.

He actually wanted to refine the wraith to enhance his magic power?

Do you feel that you are too sober now, and your brain is not completely scrapped?

Xie Li on the opposite side finally read the letter, his face turning blue and turning pale.

In fact, the content of the letter was very short, Sol read it, and just scolded him.

The content of the letter is probably that Mofan Town's tribute to the wizard tower is dispensable. If you don't care about it yourself, then you don't need to send it in the future.

But his tone was much colder, and his attitude was very arrogant, which was completely different from the way the mentor usually scolded his apprentice.

But Saul felt that the Wizard Tower's attitude towards Moshenguo was not so indifferent, otherwise it would be good to just cut off contact, why bother to ask him to send a reprimand letter, and suggested that he investigate the reason for the reduction in Moshenguo's production?

Sol has never heard of the material of grinding fruit in the past two years, so he doesn't know where it will be used.

Shelly on the opposite side was obviously shocked by the words in the letter, so that when he finally put down the letter paper, the muscles on his face were twitching non-stop.

"My lord," Shelly suppressed his complicated emotions, and saluted Saul, a boy who looked younger than his son, "please allow me to change into my clothes, it's too rude to receive you like this."

"No, I don't care about these troublesome etiquettes."

Sol's words directly stopped Shelly's steps towards his clothes.

Shelly looked over in disbelief, as if he wanted to say something more.

But Thor directly blocked his chance to speak, "I don't know where you got such a method of making wraiths. But this method can't improve you from level one to level two."

After listening to the old madman's story on the road, Sol realized that the leader of the town seemed to be making a deal with the barbarians. The priests of the barbarians have a unique method of refining wraiths and even evil spirits from ordinary people.

This made Sol wonder, is the first-level wizard apprentice in front of him trying to use the barbarian method to promote himself to the second level?

The reason why he didn't do anything all the way was because he wanted to see directly what the people in this small town wanted to do.

No amount of investigation is as clear as seeing it with your own eyes.

Looking at the body of the wizard apprentice opposite, which was like a corpse that was soaked white by water, Sol knew that the other party had started to use the wraith to improve himself at least a year or two ago.

Even if Sol doesn't know the specific method, he can analyze from its principle that one of the side effects must be to be troubled by the chaotic consciousness after absorbing many resentful spirits.

It will keep you living in nightmares all the time.

Suspicion, despair, madness, collapse...

If there is no corresponding solution, this will be Shirley's final outcome.

Between this, Sol also guessed part of the reason for the reduction in production of Mosheng Guo.

Moshenguo ≈ Tranquilizer

Shelly was probably using the Grinding Fruit to calm his chaotic mental body.

But this can only be suppressed for a while, and it will eventually lead to a more violent outbreak.

Shelly on the opposite side was a little surprised when he heard Sol's words, but Sol saw the flickering eyes and knew that the other party might not take it seriously.

It is similar to the concept of "you don't understand, I am an ancestral folk remedy".

"What's your name?" Thor asked suddenly.

"My name is Shelly, my lord."

Shelly didn't know where to put his hands.

When he is alone, or in an absolutely oppressive position, he enjoys the feeling of being in direct contact with nature without any scruples.

But when he was scrutinized and suppressed by others, the current nakedness became a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in the sheepfold—the kind with all the hair shaved.

Sol naturally saw that the other party was uncomfortable.

But he can't make the enemy wear the equipment.

Who knows what wonderful props will be in the other party's clothes?

"I remember you have a companion?" Sol was talking to Shelly. My mind was thinking about other things.

"Yes, my lord, his name is Youni, and he is also a first-class apprentice."

Saul asked again: "Did the Mosheng fruit be cultivated by the two of you together?"

"It's mainly because I'm in charge of nurturing, and Yoni is better at fighting."

This means that one cannot be killed and one is left.

Sol made up his mind.

"Do you know the conditions for being promoted to a second-level apprentice?" Sol tapped his toes lightly.

Xie Li on the opposite side was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head, not understanding why the topic suddenly changed to this.

"This..." He hesitated for a moment, but still replied, "The magic value has reached at least 45 joules, and a level 1 witchcraft has been successfully constructed."

"What is your magic power now?"

"44 joules, my lord."

No wonder he wanted to find another girl so soon, presumably he was in a hurry to pierce the window paper.

"If I'm not wrong, your magic power was close to 45 joules before...you killed that girl yesterday?" Sol's toes slid unconsciously on the ground.

Because there is a little friend Penny with excellent hearing by his side, Sol didn't use words like "refinement" and "extraction".

"Yes, my lord."

"Even if I didn't show up today, it's impossible for you to use her to raise your mana to 45 Jiao."

Shelly showed that unbelieving look again.

"Your mental body is too loose, it can't contain the magic power around you at all. The vengeful spirits of ordinary people you created are extremely fragile, and you don't have the strength to restrain them, so they will naturally dissipate after reaching the critical value .”

Wild apprentices are always taught incompletely.

"But, but..." Shelly seemed to understand, but subconsciously refused to believe it.

"Change to a language you can understand. A bowl cannot hold a bucket of water."

This sentence was so straightforward that Shelly froze for a moment.

The improvement of Thor's magic power has also hit a bottleneck several times, but his situation is different from Shelly's. His magic talent was holding him back, not that he had reached the upper limit of his spiritual power.

And Shelley's situation is not without solutions, but Saul can't say right now.

"I think you have already figured out what to do next. I really don't understand, since you have already taken refuge in the wizard's tower, why do you want to make a deal with the barbarians?"

Thor stomped forward, startling Shelly.

Shelly finally raised his head, showing a smile uglier than crying.

"Because of you, you are unwilling to do anything other than take away the Grinding Fruit!"

His hands suddenly hugged his arms, his fingertips plunged into the flesh, and he slashed down hard.

Blood spurted out all of a sudden, and together with the gray faces of girls, they came out of the wound.

They floated out of Shelly's wound, their faces were numb, their feet were still in the wound, but their legs were stretched thin and long, like hydrogen balloons tied to his body.

"I have no way out!" Shelly roared.