Chapter 202 – Comparing who has more backstops

Chapter 202 – Comparing Whose Backhand is More

The diary didn’t signal an alarm, Ralph shouldn’t be able to rush out.

Saul turned his head sideways and looked at Knight Olaf, who was floating in a daze.

The resentment on his face had disappeared, dazed as if he was a demented child.

It looked as if he was still a bit sad.

Saul narrowed his eyes and mobilized his mental power, carefully scanning Olaf’s spirit body.

In Olaf’s own face, there was actually another face that appeared.

That face was none other than the face of the butler, Hunter, as a mask over the knight’s head.

And all the knight’s emotions of pain and resentment came from the face of the butler.

“Your form is exceptional, even more powerful than many sorcerer apprentices I’ve seen. Are you really just a steward without magic?” Sol spoke curiously.

Hunter was first startled, then looked over with a sinister gaze, “I underestimated you, you look like nothing more than a wandering second level apprentice, I didn’t expect to have so many goodies.”

His face still carries a few points of sadness, “It is true that I am just an ordinary butler …… but my wisdom is too much stronger than you, these sorcerers who only know how to eat people! If it wasn’t for my lack of magical talent, there isn’t a single sorcerer in the entire Bloodthorn family that can compare to me! How many resources have these idiots wasted, to actually not even be able to read such simple rune constructions, if it wasn’t for my lack of magical power …… if it wasn’t for my lack of magical power ……”

In the midst of his self-loathing, the butler, Hunter, seemed to have calmed down a bit as he stared at Saul with his godless eyes.

“Boy you win, you’re a lucky guy. I failed to preserve the glory of Bloodthorn and let it fall into the hands of a straw man like you. But you’re also smarter than I thought, maybe the Bloodthorn family’s legacy can still get a chance to flourish in your hands.”

“Huh.” Hunter laughed miserably, “Now, kill me.”

Saul stared at Hunter in silence, he finally saw that this Hunter was actually gifted in the same way as himself, a person with excellent mental power but poor magical qualifications.

Even worse than himself, not even qualified to step into the wizard world.

Magic talent was not enough, and one had to find a way to improve it in order to continue learning and advancing.

A sorcerer’s knowledge was not simple knowledge, it carried a certain degree of radiation and contamination of its own.

If Saul hadn’t carried on with the witch body transformation and allowed his magic power to increase dramatically, he wouldn’t have been able to continue learning more esoteric knowledge, and would have been just a first level apprentice for the rest of his life.

And as far as he knew later, sorcerer apprentices who stayed at one stage for a long time would sooner or later die under the erosion of the unknown.

That is to say a first-order apprentice or second-order apprentice could be contaminated and turned into a monster at any time after the age of thirty.

The butler in front of him, Hunter, probably knew this before he ended up staying outside the gates of the wizarding world.

Only daring to use those thirsty eyes to peek at the splendor and danger inside the door from time to time.

Instead, after his death, or after being made into a sorcery prop, that nice mental talent finally came in handy.

Not only did it help free his master from Viktor’s machinations, but it also nearly counted out Saul.

For such a person, Saul still had a little bit of admiration inside.

So he raised his hand, and several transparent worms surfaced on his arm, one of which shot out and landed on Hunter’s face.

Seeing death coming, a few moments of fear spread across Hunter’s face, but there was also a hint of a smile that surfaced at the corner of his mouth.

“It’s finally over, I can go and accompany my master.”

However the transparent worm landed on Hunter’s face, but it didn’t immediately corrode his soul.

“That’s not true.” The corner of Sol’s mouth suddenly curled into a smile as he took out the blood-colored magic crystal from his bosom and tossed it gently.

The knight’s resentful spirit whose feet were still attached to the magic crystal couldn’t help but follow and move up and down.

“First of all, are there any other traps in the magic crystal? For example, those scrolls, did you have your hands in them?”

The steward, who was still waiting to die with his eyes closed, immediately looked at Saul with wide eyes, and a few moments of shock and fear actually appeared on his face.

“You …… you ……”

“How do I know you moved your hands and feet, well, maybe I watched too much TV before?”

Hunter didn’t understand what Saul was saying, but he knew that the last backhand he had left had also been cracked by the other party.

For a moment, the whole person was frustrated, no longer the original anger, the soul body floating illusory, as if it would collapse at any time.

“Are you not going to say? That’s right, with your stubbornness I’m afraid you just want to die. But it doesn’t matter, I still have a few means of interrogating souls. Just the thing to use to kill the time waiting for Ralph to die completely.” Hunter’s spirit body trembled involuntarily, as if he had seen the most terrifying demon in the world.

Five minutes later.

The basement finally quieted down, with no more sounds coming out, while Hunter’s spirit body completely collapsed with its deathly resentment.

Without the support of Hunter’s spiritual energy, Olaf Knight’s resentment broke almost instantly.

Before disappearing, the knight cast a grateful glance at Sol.

This knight was also strangely unlucky, since entering Ralph’s Manor he had been being used, both in life and in death.

That’s why ordinary people, don’t just fall into a sorcerer’s struggle, or else you’ll suffer all sorts of tortures even after death.

Before Hunter’s death, Saul originally wanted to tell what happened to Sid to piss him off.

But thinking that this manor is not safe now, especially that Victor also does not know whether he died or not, he still decided to hide the secret in the bottom of his heart, do not just fool around.

Utilizing his two years of rich working experience in the corpse room, Saul finally asked about the backstabbing that Hunter had set up.

It turns out that the content of the second third of all the scrolls in the magic crystal is misplaced, and needs to be reinterpreted in a specific order, or else you’ll get plausible misinformation.

If Saul learns according to the wrong information, the whole person will be like practicing kung fu and going crazy, and will only end up dying or going crazy.

“There shouldn’t be any problem with the information obtained this way, Hunter only had instinct left by the end and was no longer rational. There’s a high probability that the words spoken are true. Of course, I still have the diary to help verify the truth.”

Saul smiled with satisfaction and put the blood-colored magic crystal back into his arms.

“A wizard family’s inheritance …… has earned a lot this time! It’s just that I ended up using up that 2nd rank scroll.” Sol raised his sleeve and wiped the beads of sweat that rolled down to his chin.

Whether it was the battle in the basement or the interrogation later, it was very consuming of mental energy.

Fortunately, Saul’s mental power was strong, if it were any other ordinary 2nd rank apprentice, he would have fainted long ago.

Of course, in addition to relying on Saul’s own ability, he also relied on many external objects to win this time.

Before coming here, the tower master reminded Saul that this time’s outing would not be too simple, and there was even a danger to his life.

Therefore, after careful consideration, Saul spent a huge amount of money on a killer weapon.

He had just been promoted to a second level apprentice and lacked a powerful killer weapon that could kill him with a single blow – the second level Sorcery Scroll Bead of Flame.

It was also this powerful scroll that helped Saul hit Ralph hard. It was only then that the antidote that Saul had sprinkled on him was able to take effect quickly. Otherwise, on the basement door, the sorcery formation that could only last for an hour because of Morton’s violent breakthrough, I’m afraid that it wouldn’t even last until the sphinx worms were completely dead, and it would have to be damaged.

That’s why it was better to buy multiple props than to prepare one powerful type.

Most props weren’t as good as kozo anyway.

Saul squatted down and placed his hand at the basement door formation, but didn’t immediately move to open the door with a magical connection.

He simulated it in his brain.

The diary then prompted Saul that the bugs were dying, but were still down there with their mouths wide open waiting for him to open the door and swallow him into a hundred holes.

Saul frowned, there wasn’t much time left before the basement door sorcery spell expired, if Ralph wasn’t completely dead even before the spell expired, Saul would have to leave the place and wait until it was safe to come back and check again.

But then he thought about it, looked at the writing on the journal, and crouched down again.

Counting 20 silently in his mind, Saul once again placed his hand on the gate.

This time the diary told Saul: the bugs were about to hold out, and if he went down now in a hurry, he could die with the bugs.

He spaced out again for a few dozen seconds and tried a third time.

This time, instead of prompting him to open the door and die, the diary finally closes with some boredom and flies back to Saul’s left shoulder.

Ralph was completely finished, incapable of dragging himself to hell with him.

Saul smiled and carefully worked his magic to unseal the basement door once again.

Thanks to the big man for the reward

(End of chapter)