This wizard only wants to take students

Lucian paused slightly after hearing what Count Sanasis said.

"According to you macaques, there is a saying called 'the law does not punish the masses.'" Count Sanasis paused for a long time, and after whetting Lucian's appetite, he said leisurely.

"It is the same with fate. You can understand that the power gained by fiddling with the river of fate at one time is limited. The more targets need to be dealt with, the more dispersed its power will be."

"Of course, the premise for all this to succeed is that the existence who can manipulate the fate of the occasion does not participate in your little fights. After all, to Him, the number advantage of you little guys is nothing..."

Lucian's eyes lit up, but he soon thought of another thing.

He took out a feather pen. "Thanasis, if I use it to tell that being that there is a cunning god who escaped the 'net' in the real land..."

"You will probably get some of His unintentional gifts... Hehe, or it would be more appropriate to call it food scraps. But even the food scraps that are not valued at that level are treasures and good things for you little guys."

Count Thanasis laughed, and there seemed to be some expectation in his tone.

"Food scraps... It's really appropriate." Lucian listened to Count Thanasis's description and couldn't help but click his tongue twice.

"What else? That being's consciousness has long been gone, and now only a few life instincts are left. He can't eat you by the way just because you are not food in his eyes." Count Thanasis snorted twice, not polite to Lucian at all.

"Okay, I know how to deal with it." Lucian has been immune to Count Thanasis's poisonous tongue. After quickly editing a few messages, he put away the communication cube.

After hesitating for a moment, Lucian picked up the quill.

Count Sanasis had told him before that there was a special power inside the quill, and it could even achieve the so-called "wish come true", so he wanted to try the true power of the quill now.

"Sanasis, if it is to make a wish, is it the same way as writing the law?" After picking up the quill, Lucian asked Count Sanasis.

"You need to use your own blood or mental power as ink. But two-legged hairy monster, I don't care whether you live or die, but don't blame me for not reminding you that the way the quill sees wishes is basically distorted..."

"I don't want to make a profit from it. The wish I want to make is just to make other players who hunt at night in the past two days subconsciously move closer to the Mondok family mansion." Lucian smiled.

"Then you will also bear the corresponding price. For example, you will happen to encounter attacks from other powerful players, just like the player who attacked you last time. You have a great chance of encountering it this time, no, it is certain that you will encounter it!"

"You should know that after you make a wish, the 'price' of realizing the wish will be borne by you. It can be said that you will definitely encounter the worst possibility, and you may even bear some extreme possibilities beyond this wish..."

"Isn't this better?" Lucian asked back with a smile, and then he casually took out the law he had made some time ago, "I made this law before, and it's just right to use it here."

"Madman... Madman!" Count Sanasis muttered twice. He wanted to say something else, but he felt that according to Lucian's own logic, although his plan was crazy, it seemed to have a very high probability of success.

"Whatever you want, I don't care. Well, I definitely don't care!" Count Sanasis muttered, and then stopped talking, as if he fell into a deep sleep again.

"You are really a resilient sleeper." Lucian complained to Count Sanasis softly, but he did not wait for Count Sanasis's response.

Lucian did not say much. After making some preparations, he quietly left the bedroom and started today's "hunting".

...

"That's the Mondok family mansion, but I'm not ready yet. This time I'll try to see if I'll encounter some unexpected factors if I'm not targeting the Mondok family mansion."

About 300 meters away from the Mondok family mansion, Lucian's figure emerged from a shadow. He silently stared at the mansion in front of him, and a silver coin appeared in his hand.

This was also one of his tests. Lucian set a rule for himself in advance. As long as he threw the coin three times in a row and got the reverse side, he would stop approaching the Mondok family mansion.

According to the information given by Hercules, this is the stupidest and easiest way to implement the test. According to the defense mechanism from fate, they often choose the simplest way to achieve their goals, and the cost of interfering with an ordinary silver coin is definitely less than the cost of quietly affecting a powerful second-level wizard.

Using this method, unnecessary risks can be avoided to a certain extent.

Bang——

The silver coin was gently thrown up by Lucian, turned a few circles in the air, and then covered by Lucian's right hand.

The front side is facing up.

Lucian quietly moved forward quickly. After moving fifty meters, he took out the silver coin again and repeated the previous operation.

This time, it was the reverse side.

Lucian's expression did not change at all. He threw the silver coin again, and did not use mental power or other means to observe the movement trajectory of the silver coin, giving the other party ample opportunity to interfere with the silver coin.

However, as the silver coin fell, this time it was facing up.

"Huh..." Lucian exhaled lightly, and then moved forward again.

However, this time Lucian first moved to the side, and after killing a sneaky third-level wizard apprentice player, he stood not far from the corpse and threw the silver coin again.

Front side up.

"Closer..." Lucian held his breath slightly, trying to shift his focus from the Mondok family to the distance. After all, only by approaching as non-maliciously as possible can the "red line" not be alerted.

He slowly stepped forward and walked nearly ten meters away.

Lucian threw the silver coin.

Three times on the reverse side.

He stopped and looked up at the mansion not far away. He could faintly hear the sound of other players fighting.

But Lucian knew that he couldn't get any closer. Otherwise, he would cause unnecessary trouble in advance, or even be involved in a second-level wizard battle or some more secretive dangerous occasions under the arrangement of fate.

Lucian stood there silently, his expression somewhat uncertain.

And at this moment, a sneaky figure approached Lucian silently with a night wind.

This is a creature with a bird's head and a bird's body. Its arms are wings, and its legs are a pair of thick and powerful claws.

Compared with its body, its wings are too small and its legs are too long. This body structure also makes it difficult for it to fly in the air like ordinary birds. Instead, it is better at running upright, and its pair of wings like sharp knives play more like a combat weapon or a balance stick.

It runs silently and can even avoid some simple detection methods. But unfortunately, its realm is only the peak of the third-level wizard apprentice.

Although it could dominate the apprentice level and even threaten some formal wizards with its special racial talent, it was not enough to pose much threat to Lucian.

It swung its winged blade confidently.

However, Lucian controlled the winged blade with his mental power. In the face of absolute strength, it almost instantly lost its ability to resist. It could only stare with horror, and struggled to escape Lucian's "transformation" of it.

"Go away!" Lucian narrowed his eyes, and then threw the bird-like player towards the Mondok family mansion.

The player fled as if he had been pardoned. Driven by instinct, it chose to move away from Lucian, and thus kept approaching the Mondok family mansion.

One hundred meters, fifty meters...

The mental mark attached to the player by Lucian constantly determined the status and position of the birdman player, and at the same time released a malicious intent without reservation.

In a way, the birdman player is now an avatar of Lucian, somewhat similar to the "familiar" of an ordinary wizard.

Suddenly, Lucian felt a fatal danger through the mental imprint.

It was a familiar ancient spear.

The spear quickly approached in the birdman's field of vision, and then... Lucian felt a slight tingling in his mental core, and then he lost contact with the mental core he had just separated.

"It's him again..." Lucian whispered softly, and then he quietly retreated. After retreating about a hundred meters, Lucian took out the silver coin.

"If it comes up three times, I will return now." Lucian said softly, telling his "rules" to the fate in the dark.

Then, he gently threw the silver coin.

The front side was facing up.

Lucian breathed a sigh of relief.

As he continued to approach the Mondok family mansion, he kept testing with the silver coin. Finally, he slowly stopped at the place where he had let the birdman go before.

This time, the silver coin bounced three times.

Lucian stopped again, looked up at the mansion not far away, then lowered his head slightly, stretched out his toes, and gently drew a line on the ground.

This was the "red line". If he crossed it, it would trigger a series of coincidences.