Chapter 42: See what witchcraft is all about
Chapter 42: See what witchcraft is all about
“Cid” slowly unclenched Brown’s fist, and instead of answering his question, he simply asked, “Do you remember why I asked you to get Saul killed?”
Brown felt his whole body burning with excitement, leaving him no time to think.
“Because that brat Saul offended you.”
“Then why don’t I just do it and kill him?”
This time Brown was a little hesitant, “Because the servants are the property of the tower master?”
“Is that all you can think of? Useless things.”
“Cid” snarled and turned to leave.
Knowing that the opportunity was fleeting, Brown hastened to blurt out what he had been rambling on about.
“Because, because you can’t kill him yourself, my lord.”
“Sid” finally stopped and turned around with a satisfied look.
“You, guessed?”
Brown felt his whole body bubbling.
He wondered if he passed this test, would he be able to become Lord Cid’s exclusive servant?
Then with the accumulation of time, he would be on the path to becoming a wizard.
“Guess a little, my lord.”
“Guess what, tell me, let me see if there is a need for you to be used further.” “Sid” clasped his arms.
Brown smiled a surprised smile, “When I asked you if you wanted to catch Saul on the tenth floor so you could do it yourself, you whispered, ‘If I could do it, why would I need you?'”
“Well, is there more?”
“My lord you told me to keep an eye out for a red hardback book on Saul’s person or wherever he usually hangs out after his death. If you see it, you mustn’t let anyone touch it or find it.”
Brown gulped a bit, he felt his mouth was dry and wanted to drink water, but how could he think of finding water to drink right now?
“My lord you want to kill Saul just to find that hardback book, right?”
Brown licked his lips, his mouth was too dry, but his tongue wasn’t moist enough either, instead it made his lips hot and painful.
“…… You’re so smart.” “Sid” sighed, then asked softly, “Would you like to see witchcraft?”
Brown immediately replied fervently, “I do, my lord, I want it so much, I’ve dreamed of it.”
Sid curled the corners of his mouth slightly.
“Then look down.”
Brown hesitantly lowered his head, and his pupils plummeted.
His body was smoking.
Tongues of fire poked out of several charred hollows and licked at his skin and his clothes.
Brown’s brain went into a freeze and he couldn’t figure out what was happening
He looked up to try to get help from Sid.
Instead, a fist made of white bone appeared before his eyes.
“Ka!”
Saul sent Brown’s nose bone to meet the back of his head with a punch.
He straightened up and watched as tongues of fire poured out of Brown’s throat.
0th level sorcery, Mourning Gaze.
Sorcery prop, Phantom Pupil.
0th level sorcery, Searing Breath.
Sol gasped, good, just in time to drain the magic clean.
So much so that he ended up having to resort to physical attacks to cut off Brown’s wailing.
He shook off his left hand, waving off the white bone, stained with gore, and turned his head to his left shoulder.
“A hardback book? A diary? Do you disengage after my death?”
The Hardback ignored Saul, hovering quietly over his left shoulder to watch the show.
Watching the fading embers, before the flames licked up Brown’s fingertips, Saul reached up and drew out the small scented beads on it.
“This should have been given to him by Cid, and it didn’t cause a fatal reaction. However, it seems to be sealed with a Dirty Eater Beetle.”
Saul sniffed the small scented bead again.
“The outside is wrapped in a wax that smells like shrouded wax.”
The corpse wrapping wax had the ability to suppress ghosts and monsters to a small extent. However, its efficacy could only last for about three months. Once the three month time shelf life is up, the corpse wrapping wax will melt on its own.
By then, the beetles inside will come out, burrow into the body of the nearest person, and devour their internal organs until they die.
Saul wiggled his index finger, letting the small incense bead wearing the black rope keep swaying at his fingertip, and finally threw it into the flame with a lift of his hand.
The tongues of fire melted the small fragrant bead, burning it to ashes before the beetle regained consciousness.
It was the first time Saul had ever killed anyone, and regrettably felt no uneasiness.
Mourning Gaze and Phantom Sound Pupil had no ability to pry into another’s mind.
But judging from the only words Brown uttered when he fell into a fearful hallucination, the guy in front of him, odds were that he wasn’t human. The flames of Searing Breath did not turn into a roaring fire that extinguished itself after burning for a period of time.
Saul looked down and watched the man who had once bullied himself and pushed himself to his death several times turn into a black charcoal.
He took one step over Brown’s body.
……
The early morning sunlight could not penetrate the wizard’s tower with its thick stone walls.
Early morning and dusk inside the tower could only be distinguished by the brightness of the candlesticks.
The candles in the Wizard’s Tower of Gorsa burn forever, and it is unknown what exactly their fuel is made of.
A group of people gathered on the ramp between the sixth and seventh floors of the western tower, muttering and discussing the charred and blackened body stuck across the middle of the ramp.
The butler arrived in a hurry with a few servants.
While bowing and apologizing to the apprentice adults, he commanded the manservants to clean it up immediately.
Cid was descending down the ramp, and when he saw that his way was blocked again, he frowned unhappily.
“Have none of you ever seen a dead person before? Get out of the way.”
The second level apprentice fumed, and the first level apprentices hurriedly scattered.
Sid walked past the manservant who was lying on the ground and didn’t dare to move, ignored the butler who kept bowing, and his afterglow finally glanced at the corpse on the ground.
His footsteps paused for a moment.
The body’s face was completely unrecognizable, but the scent on the body was the body-wrapping wax that he had made with his own hands.
The dead man was Brown?
Syd doesn’t care that a former little brother lost his life.
Brown had either died from the shenanigans in the tower or from the beetles eating his body shortly afterward anyway.
Cid absently continued downward while a man slowly traveled upward on his face.
Thor lifted his head and spread a smile at the oncoming Cid.
“Good morning, Senior.”
Cid’s footsteps paused as he watched Saul turn the corner into the corridor on the sixth floor.
He turned back to the charred body and the corner of his eye twitched hard.
When he looked back again, the look on Cid’s face had been horribly somber.
He sensed a rude offense.
Did even the junkyard rats dare to bare their teeth at him?
There was just one thing that Sid couldn’t figure out.
Wasn’t Saul majoring in dark attribute elements? How could he know fire-attribute sorcery?
A few days later.
Saul sat in front of the homemade lab table in the corpse room, organizing his recent learning.
Sorcerous body transformation was important, but the stockpile of basic knowledge couldn’t be relaxed either.
Now Saul had mastered three 0th-order sorceries.
If anyone else knew about it, their jaws would probably drop in shock.
Currently, only Korie, vaguely understood Saul’s learning progress – this was also the reason why Korie was driven to have thick black circles under her eyes.
But even the genius Keri, who was known to outsiders, was currently only able to unleash a 0th-order sorcery, the flash spell, or the kind that didn’t have much direct killing power.
This was mainly due to the fact that Keri’s mastery of composite runes was not as thorough as Sol’s.
Now, Saul was going to start learning the fourth 0th order sorcery.
If it was any other apprentice, they usually wouldn’t bother learning so many sorceries.
The normal process would be to master one and then practice it for a long period of time to form the inertia of muscles and consciousness before trying the next sorcery.
This was because learning multiple sorceries at the same time could easily cause confusion in the runes.
Especially with composite runes, a single mistake would lead to mistaking two extremely similar, but actually completely different runes.
And the smallest price for getting the runes wrong was a trauma to the mental power, which would cause a headache for a few days.
Then it would really hurt so much that you wouldn’t even be able to read a book.
And even more frightening was the failure to construct a spell model within the spirit when casting a spell, which could even cause the spell to backfire.
In the most serious cases, the backlash can be fatal.
And what Saul was a bit better at than others, was that others memorized diagrams, distances, and angles.
He memorizes coordinates.
More advanced would be memorizing formulas, which unfortunately he doesn’t know how to do.
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