quicksilver blood

Chapter 69 The Kind Master Wizard
Old Tom was a Fortune City native who was proud of his roots.

Yes, the City of Fortune guy—he never considered himself a Caral.

From here, he was able to meet people from all over the world.Whether it's Mrs. Triss from Titan, Papa Tafuri from Suze, or even the Silent Wizard from Fararo, the grace, boldness, or fearlessness of death made Old Tom very serious about his background. Feel a deep inferiority complex.

Yes, what are the advantages of the Kalar people?Rustic, selfish, preoccupied—or rather, it is precisely because he is from Caral that he becomes a homeless man with nothing to do.

No one hired me, no one gave me a job, no matter how I thought about it, it was because I was from Karal, right?

Old Tom lamented like this, curled up in a corner sadly every day.

In short, it is definitely not my own reason.Last month, there was a wizard who asked Old Tom to help him with an experiment. How could such a smart old Tom, who was so favored, be unable to complete such a simple task?

It had been a turning point in his life, but was prevented by a jealous "friend" of his.

The man said that the wizard had no good intentions for him, that the wizard just wanted to use Old Tom as an experimental material, and that if Old Tom walked with him, he would definitely die or something stupid. The wizard was killed.

Even if he got half of the wizard's property without doing anything, old Tom hated his "friend" to the bone.

How could I be deceived?Be regarded as that what... experimental material?Old Tom deeply believed that he had always been an excellent person, a smart person who killed several formal-level professionals with his bare hands without a job.

If it weren't for the lack of opportunities all along, old Tom would have already become a black iron—no, a bronze-ranked powerhouse.And can be a wizard!Become a clever wizard!

Old Tom always remembered the name of the person who blocked his chance—Justin.A Titan who is crazy because of his official status as an assassin, and a hypocrite with a little money in his family.From then on, old Tom resolutely moved out of Justin's warm home and lived outside against the increasingly cold wind.

Aren't you just professionals?What's so cool about it?
Today's old Tom is still hugging his knees, with three sheets of cloth on his body, curled up in the corner lazily basking in the winter sun, waiting for today's bread.

It has to be said that the silent wizard is indeed an outsider, and he doesn't understand the rules of the city of wealth at all.

For the gold, he actually wants to distribute food to every homeless person on his street!
But this is better, just like in Justin's house, free food will be delivered on time every day if you don't do anything, although you won't be full, you won't starve to death after all.In this way, he doesn't bother to rob passers-by.After all, in the city of wealth, there might be a passer-by who is extremely strong, who can be stabbed to death with just one finger.

Suddenly, he felt a very obvious vibration coming from under him.

what happened?
Before he realized what was happening, a huge explosion sounded from about half a street away from him.A wave of air swept dust into his eyes, making him unable to see clearly.

...Which direction is Papa Tafuri's tavern?
Based on the direction from which the voice came from before, he guessed vaguely based on his memory.

"Is Papa Tafuri okay..."

He murmured, and was about to stand up, but when he saw an annoying figure flash past and enter the tavern, Old Tom curled his lips and curled back.

Whatever it is, it doesn't matter to him anyway.

"Why don't you go save people?"

An old but stern voice came from behind him.

"It's none of my business."

Old Tom grumbled, covering himself again with the rags that were almost blown away by the storm just now.

He glanced back inadvertently, but almost popped his eyes: "...Master Wizard?"

A slender and sharp figure wearing a black robe and carrying a suitcase, his face hidden in a shadow made of twisted animal teeth.

Old Tom clearly remembered that the master wizard who said he was going to be his assistant was also wearing a black robe - in his concept, wizards all wore black robes.

"You can understand it that way."

The old man in the shadow looked at the tavern that suddenly exploded in the distance, and his tone was flat.

But because of this flat tone of indifference, Old Tom strengthened his conjecture.

"Master Wizard, do you think you can make me an assistant?" A middle-aged man with an unshaven beard and brown hair that has turned white due to malnutrition walked over with a shy smile, "There was also a Master Wizard who looked at me before, but was rejected A bastard stopped."

"...Heh, you have a good friend."

The old man's tone was still as flat as before, but old Tom's ears were full of righteous indignation and ridicule.

That's fine, that's fine...it's fine if you can talk.

Old Tom had never been trained as a wizard's assistant, and he couldn't even read.But he always feels that as long as he can speak, there is nothing that makes a difference.

If you don't agree, it's fine to play and roll.Judging by the tone of this old wizard, he is not grumpy at all.Such a good-tempered person, even a wizard is easy to bully.

"Master Wizard..."

"Wizards pay attention to exchange of equal value." Before old Tom could finish speaking, the old wizard emphasized in an old voice, "Is there anything you want to do?"

Want to do?

Old Tom thought about it carefully, and found that there was still only one answer: "Break Justin's hand. That's what I want to do now."

"Then why not do it?"

"I can't beat him. He is an official-level assassin, and he can stab me to death with a backhand."

Old Tom said very bachelor.

"Why not kill him?"

"Master Wizard, I'm not stupid," Old Tom smiled, "I'll chop my hands if I kill him. I asked people who can read, and although His Excellency the Silent Wizard has punishments for people who are maimed and injured, it's only three It’s just a prison in Tianshui, and you still have food and shelter, it’s much better than freezing and starving in these days.”

"Very well then," the old wizard took out a brown-red glass bottle from his suitcase, "here is a potion. Drink it and you will have the power to do what you want to Justin. "

Potion!Alchemy potion!
Old Tom's eyes went straight.

Yes...he had seen such a bottle, brown and transparent, filled with some kind of liquid.He saw that the weak dragon power potion that Justin bought for six gold coins was packed in this kind of bottle.

But he could see clearly that the bottle of potion was as clear as water, far from being so thick.

Old Tom couldn't imagine how many bottles of the potion Justin bought before after diluting this bottle of potion.

A bottle is six gold coins!Able to buy a house!You can spend three nights in the green fruit lock, or buy more white bread than you can eat in a year!
"Is this... the dragon power potion? Or the thick dragon power potion? Give it to me?"

Old Tom's throat was dry and hoarse, and he unconsciously reached out to take the medicine bottle.

"No, it's not yours yet."

The old wizard put Shi Shiran back the potion bottle, and Old Tom's eyes instantly became dangerous.

But at random, what the old wizard said dispelled Old Tom's hostility: "Since you know the Dragon Power Potion, it's easy to handle. This is not a concentrated Dragon Power Potion, but a new potion I just developed. You can call it the Intimidating Potion. ...By the way, it is already so thick that if you mix it with water, it will be useless."

"After you drink it, you can beat your enemy named Justin with confidence. As long as you scold him loudly and angrily before beating him, he will never dare to fight back. You go to the front now Look at the scene of the explosion, come back and tell me, and I'll give it to you—this is a deal. You know, wizards are all about equal exchange."

"Ah... equivalent... what, of course I know."

"Also, you go up and break his hand without waiting for him to react, then run quickly and surrender yourself, don't let him have the opportunity to avenge himself after the medicine wears off." The old man in black said naggingly with.

Hearing this, Old Tom showed a sinister smile: "Don't worry, master wizard, I understand this. Look at the scene of the explosion, right? I'll go right away, master, you wait here for a while, it will be fine in a while..."

With the mentality of finally being able to take revenge, Old Tom rushed to the collapsed tavern impatiently.

As for what he wanted to do with Mr. Wizard in the first place, Old Tom had quite forgotten.

"Using his life to beat a friend who is sincerely good to me... With such a touching IQ, I doubt whether he can enter the dungeon smoothly."

Out of old Tom's hearing, came a snakelike voice from the shadow of the black robe, full of sarcasm.After all, everyone knows that the "assistant" in the mouth of the black wizard is just a pronoun for "experimental product".

To be honest, it's not that Roland has never seen this kind of idiot who was dazzled by jealousy, but there are not many people who are so completely stupid.

"After the order of Broken Throat Avenue collapses, the next step is to write a threatening letter." After a pause, Roland murmured, "If I remember correctly... the water prison is indeed connected to the Tirance Dam, right? ?”

(End of this chapter)