Chapter 512 – The Mantra
Chapter 512 The Incantation
The peasants below didn’t realize what was happening as they tilted their heads and waited for the sentence to be pronounced.
Herman: [Master, is little Claude really not dead? But why would he show up for these people who keep killing him?”]
Saul wasn’t in a hurry, “Because these people, they are not living.”
Herman still didn’t understand.
But before Herman could continue to ask questions, the village chief of Grand Claude, who was standing closest, sighed.
The sigh landed and the other villagers froze for a split second.
It was as if time had been stopped for everyone else except for Saul and the village chief.
“You’re the first sorcerer to see the truth right off the bat. But no matter how you look at it, you are only of the first rank, are you hiding your strength?”
The person behind the curtain finally showed up.
Sol crouched down and looked down at Claude.
In his eyes, the tall red-haired middle-aged man was covered in scars.
The skin on his face was pitted as if he had rolled in boiling water; there was also a ring of scars around his neck as if he had been cut off with a knife; the fingertips of his hands were so badly worn that the nails were missing, as if he had scratched something hard.
And there must have been more and more horrible wounds elsewhere on Claude’s body where his clothes were hidden.
This Claude wizard looked as if he had been killed dozens or hundreds of times.
“It doesn’t matter how strong I am.” Saul spoke slowly, “What matters is that you’re going to be alienated if you keep this up.”
Claude wasn’t surprised, and it was obvious that he was well aware of his physical condition.
“Since you’ve cracked the trap of this village, you should leave quickly. In a little while, the rules here will restart.”
“Already knowing the basic formula, even if the situation changes any more, it won’t depart from its principles.” Saul chuckled, “Rather, it’s you, are you willing to self-disintegrate in this chaotic cycle?”
“I can’t imagine that a great benefactor would come to the Lordless Land.”
“I’m not a good man,” Saul denied, “I just like to equivocate.”
Claude laughed, and in tugging at the corners of his mouth, his mouth actually split from side to side in addition to up and down.
“I probably know what you want, but what makes you think you can afford to pay the price?”
“With this.”
A translucent tentacle flung itself from Sol’s palm, suddenly curling around the immobilized little girl.
Claude glanced at it without moving, “You won’t be able to destroy them.”
He thought Sol was going to threaten himself with the villagers, who would have guessed that Sol let go of the little girl the next second.
And the little girl who had been wearing a weird smile returned to her calm demeanor, closing her eyes and lying on the ground like she was asleep.
Claude changed his careless look and rushed straight to the little girl’s side to check the other party’s state.
He then raised his head with a shocked expression, “You were actually able to weed out the contamination from her and retain her original body without causing serious damage?”
This was like dropping a drop of ink into clear water and then culling out the ink without destroying the clear water’s form.
Claude had a way to weed out the ink from the clear water, but there was no way to weed out the contamination from the spirit body.
He put the little girl down and gently straightened the girl’s bangs. Morton: [Looks like he didn’t act like he cared that much about these villagers.]
Agu; [On the contrary, he values these villagers. Even if they are all already a bunch of …… living dead.]
An: [Master is so powerful, he can tell what Claude is really thinking with a single glance.]
Hermann: [Huh?
Thor was actually a bit surprised to see how much Claude cared about the little girl. He had used soul angling on the villagers, but it had only sucked a large amount of contamination out of them.
In addition to testing Claude’s attitude, it was mainly to make the other party realize that he could weed out the contamination within his spirit.
But he didn’t expect that Claude would pay more attention to the pollution on the villagers, and didn’t even remember at first that this kind of culling out of pollution was something he could use on himself.
Putting down the little girl, the Claude who stood up again no longer had the cold expression he just had.
“What is the price to learn your method of culling out pollution?”
“You can’t learn it.” Sol jumped down from the roof, “But you can use the principle of the formation of the rules of this village as the price in exchange for me helping you.”
“So that’s what you want?” Claude was slightly stunned, he had clearly misjudged Saul’s needs.
He looked down at the little girl, then made a decision, “About the reason for the formation of the rules. I can only say …… that I don’t know.”
Sol frowned, but he could tell that Claude still had something to say, so he didn’t interrupt out loud.
“I can see that you’ve just entered the Masterless Lands not long ago, or you wouldn’t have asked this question. In the outside world, whether it’s Stat, or the other two continents, there’s always a pattern to the formation of pollution. Only the Masterless Land is different. Here, pollution always came inexplicably. Sometimes one moment you were researching as usual, and the next the potion you were holding suddenly pounced on your face and tried to burrow into your body. Even a part of your body can suddenly become diseased.”
As Claude spoke, a few of the villagers suddenly moved twice.
He took out a cream-colored shell wind chime from his pocket, picked it up and shook it gently twice.
The other villagers who had already shown signs of awakening were then immobilized in place once again.
“This village also suddenly had an additional ‘kill and die’ rule one day. This phenomenon is not uncommon in the Masterless Lands, but no one knows why, at least not yet.”
“However, although I’m not sure of the reason, I can tell you everything that happened here, and maybe one day, you can figure out the reason on your own.”
“Tell me.” Saul didn’t give an immediate promise.
“This is the village where I was born.” Claude lowered his eyes, “Originally it was a village slightly larger than this one. One day I was fetching water from the river, when suddenly a wizard appeared in front of me and said that I was qualified to be his apprentice.”
“He could control the small fish in the river to jump up to the bank by themselves, and he could also make the birds in the sky carry buckets of water for me. I thought it was very amazing and agreed. Who knows, when I took him back to meet my brother, my brother could not agree, he even took out all the coins in the house, hoping that the sorcerer would spare me.”
“I was only ten years old and didn’t understand what my brother meant, thinking that he was afraid that if I left, there would be one less to work for the family, and was still very upset. So when the sorcerer asked me for the second time in front of my brother if I wanted to be his apprentice, I still said yes. Then ……”
“And then the sorcerer killed my brother.”
Thor rested his chin, “That’s to be expected.”
“I was completely unresponsive and only remembered to cry when I was taken away. That wizard tried to teach me the runes and I couldn’t learn them because I was sad and scared. He asked me if I thought he was a bad person. I didn’t dare to admit it, but I did think so in my heart. Then he took me back to the village.”
“But he didn’t do it to send me back, but to show me that there are no good people in this village either.”
Hearing this, Saul looked at these strange looking villagers on the ground and suddenly guessed a little.
Claude continued, “He told me that killing is actually a very common thing. When I didn’t believe him, he took me to fly into the air. I then watched as the normally kind farmer would go out every day and hide a corpse in a haystack and bring it home. The otherwise honest farmer’s wife would also take advantage of the farmer’s absence to drag other men into the room. Some of these men left and some went into the hearth. My favorite little sister at the time was stuffed into a hole in a tree by her mother who still called her home for dinner every day as usual ……”
“When I saw all this, my fear turned to numbness and I honestly followed the wizard back to his studies. It wasn’t until I became a third level apprentice that I suddenly realized. The village where I was born had suddenly become so bizarre, in fact, it was simply because that sorcerer had cast a spell.”
(End of chapter)