Diary of the Death Wizard

The captain of the land boat looked at Kismet and asked the question he had been trying to figure out.

"This protracted agreement, I know what I want, what they want, what Kerners wants, but I have never been clear about what you want."

"Don't be nervous. I don't need any resources. All I want is a wonderful story. You must know that music without ups and downs is not good."

Wilde did not take his word for it easily.

"Although land sailing is only active in the Western Continent, it has also carried travelers from all over the world. I have heard your name from their mouths. It is always accompanied by death."

Kismet tilted his head, showing a helpless look, "There is no way, probably because I am always accompanied by parting and loneliness. This is the main theme of my destiny."

Aruba looked at Kismet in front of him, his eyebrows twitched, and he always felt that this person spoke strangely.

He decided to change the subject, "What does Gorza want that half-elf to do?"

"How would I know this kind of thing? Anyway, it's not a tryst with a lover."

Wilde looked at Kismet, not quite believing what this guy said.

Sure enough, Kismet added, "But since he got to know that half-elf, he has changed from majoring in light attributes to majoring in dark attributes."

Wilde narrowed his eyes, "You mean, that half-elf has something to do with Gorza's plan to revive Yura?"

Aruba clenched her fists, "Isn't she much more important than that little apprentice? Can we control that half-elf?"

As soon as Aruba finished speaking, Kismet and Wilde looked at him with complicated expressions at the same time.

Wilde skipped Aruba's question directly, "Can we bring that half-elf over here?"

Kismet shrugged, "You may not be able to pay the price."

"The big price will naturally be paid by the person who benefits the most." Wilde smiled, the stubble on his face trembling with his muscles, "You came here on purpose today, didn't you just come to help us connect?"

Kismet wiped the strings, lowered his head and smiled, "I'm just passing by."

...

After Kismet left, Wilde thought about the news he had just received about the half-elves.

Aruba, who didn't dare to talk any more just now, took a step forward and said in a low voice, "Is this Kismet...reliable? Could he be from there?"

Wilde shook his head, "No, he contributed a lot to reach a tripartite agreement."

"Didn't you say that he doesn't want anything? Then what is he trying to do?"

"I don't know. It is rumored that the place where this guy appears is always accompanied by mass death. I guess, all his actions may be for the advancement of a third-order wizard."

"Third level?" Aruba suddenly felt bitter in his mouth.

All the self-satisfaction in his youth has been smoothed out by the difficulties of being promoted again and again.

Everyone in the kingdom is proud of him, but they don't know that Aruba always feels anxious unconsciously when he sees these real geniuses around him.

Especially this time the inexplicable promotion failed, which hit him hard.

Running from Knass to land and boating, in addition to healing, also means going out to relax.

Especially since he was injured, he always has nightmares every night.

He dreamed that he was playing the piano all the time, until his fingers bleed and his skin and flesh were detached, but he just couldn't stop.

Finally, he looked down and found that where he was playing the piano, it was obviously his own ribs!

Anxiety appeared on Aruba's face again, he hurriedly bid farewell to Wilde, and left the deck, perhaps looking for another woman to vent his anger on.

Wilde glanced at Aruba's back with disdain, sniffed and snorted softly.

After a while, he suddenly said, "Can you see Kismet's emotional color?"

A jelly-like creature that looks like a chameleon suddenly appeared on Wilde's shoulder.

It was neon green now, and its only eye was rolling.

After hearing Wilde's question, it didn't make any sound, just turned its head and stared straight into Wilde's eyes.

Without further ado, Wilde inserted his hand into the eye socket, dug out his own eyeball, threw the eyeball connected with blood vessels and fascia, and threw it into the waiting mouth of the strange creature.

That was his companion elf.

Wilde named it Yinglong.

The name is grandiose, but it's a pity that Yinglong is just a weak little fairy with strange taste and some special abilities.

The companion goblin named Yinglong swallowed Wilde's freshly baked eyes, but did not chew them.

So Wilde watched his left eye rise and fall in Yinglong's translucent body, gradually dyeing the fluorescent green into maroon.

Like a swamp full of rotting, moldy corpses.

Yinglong was satisfied, and finally stopped staring at Wilde's other eye, but opened his mouth wide and let out a high-pitched cry.

"Quack—"

This voice can only be heard by Wilde himself.

"Is he excited?" Wilde stroked his bearded chin, and the beards fell obediently in his hands, "Every time I see Kismet getting excited, there will be a lot of deaths... Could it be that this time The curse of Scarlet Town is also related to him?"

...

Since he was ambushed by Caddis, who was sailing on land, Sol closed the gate of Castle Black tightly, and gathered the devil vines from the forest back to the castle.

Dark green vines broke free from the ground, entwining the black castle, like a giant python entwining a slender man.

Black Castle wailed silently in the eternally dark forest, and every time someone passed by down the mountain, they would feel palpitations and dizziness.

This made the horror legend of Black Castle spread throughout Mobei City again.

Such an appearance of full alert naturally attracted the attention of allies.

So, just two days later, Brie came to the door again.

This time, instead of driving a carriage, he rode a tall brown horse and galloped all the way to Castle Black.

It's a pity that when he came to the gate of Black Castle and revealed his identity, all he got was the echo of rustling leaves and the swirling cold wind in front of the gate.

"Your Excellency Saul?" Bree controlled the horse under him, so that it would not be so nervous, and called out to the temporary owner of Castle Black again.

It was a long time before he heard the gate of Castle Black open.

Relieved, Bree dismounted and mounted the porch steps.

But when he saw the situation inside the gate, the air-conditioning that had just been exhaled was sucked back by him again.

"Sol? I saw signs of battle in the woods, are you all right?"

Behind the gate of Castle Black, there was no figure of Sol, but dark green vines densely covered with pythons.

Sol let the devil vine completely seal the door!

"Are you a little disappointed to see that I'm fine?"

Thor's somewhat hoarse voice came from behind the twisted vines.

Bu Li looked serious, "Sol, if you have any questions about me, you can tell me directly. I don't know what happened to you, but as the liaison between the Principality of Kema and the Wizard's Tower, I will tell you everything about me. Act responsibly. I also hope that you can give me a chance to explain. If you are really worried, I can help you inform other wizards in the kingdom, and even Grand Duke Kira."

There was a moment of silence inside the gate.

Bree said again, "Or I can notify the Wizard Tower directly."

Sol's hoarse voice sounded again, "No need, the new owner of Black Castle will come soon. Before that, I won't meet anyone or say anything. You can go."

Bree was helpless, he knew that Saul might be suspicious of him now, but if the other party refused to communicate, he would have no chance to clarify for himself.

He took a step back and retreated to the bottom of the steps.

"I know. But I hope that when the new owner of Black Castle arrives, you can give me a chance to explain. We each represent the Wizard Tower and the Principality of Kemah. I hope that the misunderstanding between us will not affect the relationship between the two parties. relationship, it will make the real enemy proud."

Thor didn't respond, and even the gates of Castle Black slammed shut.

Bree took a worried step back and turned to leave.

However, when he turned around, when a fallen leaf was swept by the corner of his lips by the wind, Bree's lips suddenly turned up a few degrees.

But when the leaves flew by, the curvature of his mouth also disappeared.

"I'm sure." Bree thought, "The imprint has been planted, and we can start the next step."

At the same time, Sol in Castle Black also turned around, showing an interested smile.

"Okay," Thor thought to himself, "Brie and Caddis are on the same team, and we're just waiting for their next move."

The two of them turned their backs to the gate of Castle Black and walked in different directions.

The fourth watch, heh heh heh~