Diary of the Death Wizard

Sol had a dream.

When he opened his eyes, he suddenly turned over, stuck his head out of the bed, and retched a few times.

Because he hadn't eaten seriously for a long time, he only vomited a little sour water.

On the contrary, the throat hurts hotly because of this.

He casually wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, but forgot that his hand had turned into bones.

Now the mouth and throat hurt together.

He sat up in bed, pleasantly surprised to find that all the fatigue and headache from last night were gone.

"Is sleeping so good? Is it wrong for me to always use meditation instead of sleeping?"

Saul got up energetically and tidied up his personal hygiene.

"Think about what to do today?"

Go see Katz tutor first? Or go to the registration room to change the name tag of the second-level apprentice?

Or ask Senior Byron to share the reward for this mission.

Sol has learned a lot from this trip, but also raised more questions.

But things can only be done a little bit.

Finally, he decided to go to Nick to check his body first.

After all, there may be a spirit body attached to him, and this matter still needs to be resolved as soon as possible.

Otherwise, it would be inconvenient for him to do many things.

However, when Sol went to look for Nick on the twelfth floor of the west tower, he found several second-level apprentices surrounded here.

Second-level apprentices don't like to join in the fun like first-level apprentices, so this is quite a rare scene.

Saul couldn't help but walked over.

There were not many onlookers, and even Sol, who was not tall, easily found a space.

When Sol saw the scene inside, he frowned slightly.

dead.

He is a servant, and his age should not be more than fifteen years old.

One leg with a skeletal skeleton stood firmly on the ground, while the other leg was twisted abruptly to an upward angle, and both hands were also raised obliquely.

A flower bloomed on the head.

The petals are made of flesh and blood, and the stamens are filled with white bones.

Two arms and one leg are leaves, and one limb is left as a flower stem.

Thor pursed his lips tightly.

He's sick.

It wasn't because of the strange appearance of this corpse - he had seen many scarier ones in the morgue.

It was because he knew the corpse.

It was he who had trimmed the young servant into this look last night.

He also remembered how he chewed and devoured those extra flesh and bones bit by bit.

"Saul." Suddenly someone called him.

Saul turned his head, and it was Nick he was looking for.

At this time Nick also saw the dead in the crowd, his brows twitched slightly.

"Dead man's flower."

"What?"

"It's also called the bone core. It's a ritual of an extinct species offering sacrifices to the dead. I didn't expect it to appear again in the Wizard's Tower."

At this time, someone next to him answered, "This is not the first time."

The speaker folded his arms, his face full of disgust.

"Sarri? You recovered?" Nick obviously knew him.

"It's all about living, can you still die?" Sarri said very bluntly.

But Nick was not angry and introduced Saul to him.

"Saul, recently promoted to the second level."

Temporarily suppressing the disgusting Saul, he nodded at Surrey.

But Sarri just glanced at Sol, unwilling to even put on a show.

"Are you saying that this kind of thing happened before?" Sol didn't care about the attitude of the other party, he was more curious about the dead flower.

Sarri looked over coldly, and was interrupted by Nick just as he was about to say something.

"You'd better be nice to Saul."

Surrey looked at Nick with some surprise, seeing that the other party didn't seem to be joking, so he answered Saul with some embarrassment.

"This is the fourth incident in the past half a month." His tone was not good, but now it is even more stiff, "The supervisor has issued a task to the second-level apprentice before. Now it seems that this matter needs to be resolved , I am afraid that a third-level apprentice will be needed."

Seeming to feel itchy, Sarri raised his hand and scratched his cheek.

He was so hard that the sharp nails pierced the skin, and a few drops of blood oozed from the wound and soaked into his nails.

But both Sarri himself and Nick are commonplace.

"Are you satisfied?" Sarri put down his hand and looked at Sol, this time his eyes were a little more probing.

Sol was also polite, and continued to ask, "Who do you think did it?"

Maybe Sol's attitude was too natural, and Sarri subconsciously replied: "Maybe it's someone who has no hope of being promoted to the second level."

Sarri turned his head and left after speaking, without giving Saul a chance to continue asking.

Nick watched the fun from the sidelines and had a good time, and then he said to Saul: "Are you moving or are you here to find me?"

"I want you to help me check if there is a spirit attached to my body."

Nick agreed, "No problem, then let's go to the laboratory."

Sitting on the inductive chair in the laboratory again, Saul felt very complicated.

"Just check if there is a spirit body, don't turn on the power so much."

"no problem."

Nick was putting his head down into Sol's body, and the movement stopped when he inserted the wire into his arm.

"Is that how your hands are?"

Sol looked at his pair of bone hands, and really couldn't give the needle.

"Wait until I solve the problems on my body first."

Nick tried to insert the needle into the bone seam, but after failing, he threw the few wires on the ground helplessly.

"Forget it, it's not short of these few, so shall I start?"

Maybe after warning Nick not to turn up the power so much, maybe Saul is 14 years old and has stronger willpower than before.

In short, this time he was not so comfortable that he lost consciousness, and he even had time to recall last night's dream.

In his dream last night, he walked in the ice and snow for a long time.

It was hard to find a small house with candlelight shining through the window.

It must be very warm in here!

Saul thought so at the time.

Despite the cold and hunger, he restrained himself and knocked on the door with a polite rhythm.

Someone was in the room, he was sure, but he wouldn't let him in.

Sol is angry.

He thinks that even if you don't want to give him food, it's better to let him go in to avoid the wind and snow.

How can people be so selfish?

So he knocked harder on the door.

There was a chuckle in the room, which seemed to mock the poor beggar.

Saul was even angrier.

He slammed the door down, vowing to impress the people inside.

Finally, with his continuous efforts, the door lock came loose. He kicked the door open, and what greeted his eyes was a sumptuous meal.

Saul couldn't hold back anymore and jumped forward.

He didn't want to take revenge anymore, he just wanted to eat up all these delicacies.

But just after he finished his mouth, the stagnant and hard-to-gnaw meat was mixed with a strong smell of blood, which suddenly awakened Sol's consciousness.

Finally realized that I was dreaming.

But in this dream, he couldn't control his actions at all, he couldn't even move his eyes or look around.

His eyes were fixed on the bloody boy in front of him.

Stomach burning with hunger, tongue screaming, not enough! not enough!

In this way, Saul watched himself brutally kill the boy while remaining conscious.

After enjoying the big meal, he personally folded a fake flower and left it in the room as a reward for the host's hospitality.

"Damn!"

Sol opened his eyes suddenly, the feeling of nausea had completely overwhelmed the comfort.

Nick on the opposite side put down the operation panel in a daze, "Why do you have such a bad face? Are my parameters reversed?"

Thor took a deep breath, pulling himself away from the memory.

"No," Saul didn't want to answer this question, "Have you checked if there is a spirit body on me?"

Nick could feel Thor's violent mood, but since the other party didn't want to talk about it, he didn't mention it.

"No, except for the little guy on the back of your neck, there are no other emotions. If you feel that you are being entangled by a spirit body, it may be just some remnants, which will disappear in two days."

Nick came over and helped Saul out of the restraints.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome." Nick hesitated, and asked the question that he had been holding back all night, "The Tower Master is really yours..."

"Don't let this matter be said."

"Understood." Nick immediately stopped his curiosity, but he still reminded Saul, "It's just that I wasn't the only one on board that day. It's very likely that this matter will be spread."

Sol shook his wrist, the electric shock just now activated the anti-electric field engraved on his bones, and now the seams of the bones are a little sour.

"It's okay," he said.

Anyway, it was the tower master who took the initiative to reveal it in front of others, and Sol didn't care if the secret would be leaked.

Suddenly, a thick black tentacle stretched out from the back of Sol's neck and fell to the ground.

The tip of the tentacle split a shark's mouth, and a black tongue protruded from it, which also collapsed on the ground.

His mouth was still panting heavily.

Nick: "It... has a long reflex arc."

Sol: "..."

Visiting relatives today, maybe...the firecrackers were set off last night, the smell of the year is getting stronger and stronger