Diary of a Dead Wizard

"Book?" Sol suddenly realized and took out a thin silk book from his bag, "Did you give me this book?"

"Well, a guide to making corpses. I thought the knowledge there would lead you to be interested in souls. I didn't expect you to start transforming witch bodies."

"Pen Da is more powerful than Mentor Kaz!" This realization suddenly popped into Sol's mind, "And he values ​​me very much."

It's just that this appreciation came so vaguely, which made Saul a little uneasy.

Saul realized something else: "At first, Master Kaz didn't want to interfere with my affairs, but the next day he told me that West Germany would leave the tower for a month. At that time, I felt that Kaz had a weird temper and was capricious. It turned out to be because there was a fan university standing behind him! And the fan university helped me take away West Germany and gave me time to grow up."

For a moment, Sol recalled many things that felt strange when he was getting along with Kaz.

But Fan Da thought that Sol didn't understand what he meant.

"Thor, the transformation of the witch body is only a temporary profit. The study of the soul is the direction you should explore."

There was a gap in the bandage on his chest, and two fingers took out a silk book from inside.

Another silk book.

Fenda held the book between his arms and handed it to Sol.

"Read this book."

Sol quickly took the book and found that the pages were handwritten in cursive script.

"Conjectures about the Carrier of the Soul"

"If you find it difficult, you can read the book on corpses together. I think you will gain a lot, and I hope you can come up with new insights."

Sol suddenly felt like he was back in the workplace.

Leader, I'm a newbie, I can't make any valuable comments!

"I understand, sir, I will study hard."

"Don't worry, these things are enough for you to learn for a few years."

Thor held the book carefully, fearing that he would tear it if he applied too much force.

At the same time, he was nervous.

Because he...is ready to file a complaint again.

If you have a problem, find someone to support you.

"But sir, I'm trying my best to learn shaman body transformation because I want to get out of danger as soon as possible."

Thor stopped here.

He needs to observe the reaction of fans to decide the content of his next sentence.

His big pink and silver eyes looked at Thor and listened patiently.

Thor's throat twitched before he continued: "I have an enemy. He is much more powerful than me. If I don't become stronger as soon as possible, I will die in his hands sooner or later."

After listening to Sol's words, Fenda looked up at the roof.

Sol didn't know what the other person was looking at. He looked up along with Fenda's line of sight, but could only see the dark wall.

"Thor, there's something you need to understand."

Sol immediately looked back at Fenda and listened carefully.

"Powerful enemies, terrible witchcraft, weird spirits... Thor, what is truly scary is the unknown."

"When you embark on the path of a wizard in the future, you will understand that compared with the dangers of learning witchcraft, the death threat of a second-level apprentice is nothing at all."

Thor's eyes suddenly opened wide.

Fen Dalian knows very well who his enemy is!

But Thor is not a real twelve-year-old child and will not be tempted by such a pie.

If you want to eat the bread, you must first make sure you don’t starve to death before then.

He didn't know how dangerous learning witchcraft was. He only knew that if he couldn't get rid of West Germany, he wouldn't have to think about learning in the future.

Fenda refused to help Thor directly deal with the enemy.

Somewhat regrettable, but not unexpected.

"I understand, my lord."

Fenda lowered his head and his eyes fell on Sol's head, "Why don't you call me Fenda?"

But before Sol could reply, he continued: "Use knowledge as a tool, not as a target. You are already strong, don't get lost in the transformation."

After saying that, Pinky stood on tiptoes and wandered around Sol, "Go back and think about it carefully. By the way, don't say you've seen me."

Thor didn't understand at all. He blinked and turned around to ask, but saw a wall.

wall?

Thor was stunned. He turned around again and saw the door of dormitory 603.

Why did he come back to the door of his dormitory again?

What a familiar scene!

Could it be that "Don't say you've seen me" is a spell for space teleportation?

The people have returned, and nature cannot catch up.

Thor had no choice but to walk into the room silently, still holding the book "Conjectures about Soul Carriers" in his hand.

The hourglass clock on the wall showed it was already one o'clock in the morning.

No wonder the dormitory area was empty and there was no one around.

He placed the two books "Corpse" and "Soul" side by side on the table and couldn't figure out why the fans helped him so much, asked Kaz to teach him, and even came to persuade him personally today.

Love talent?

Ha ha.

"Soul..." Thor repeated tonight's keyword.

"Knowledge is a tool, not a goal. My goal is to survive and become a powerful wizard, not knowledge."

Sol still couldn't figure it out and finally gave up.

"People at the bottom should consider basic pursuits first. If it doesn't work out, please ask Fan Da to explain it more clearly next time I see him."

As soon as Saul put away the two books - he really couldn't read them at the moment - he heard someone knocking on the door outside.

"Boom! Boom!"

The sound was a little loud and the force was a little heavy.

For some reason, Thor could hear anxiety and a hint of fear inside.

He walked to the door, "Who?"

"Ah."

Senior Byron?

Sol opened the door, and it was him outside.

Byron did not walk into Sol's dormitory immediately, but looked inside the dormitory warily.

"I'm alone," Thor whispered.

Byron immediately stepped in sideways.

After Sol closed the door, he slit his throat.

"I received your signal, but..." His pupils were trembling, "I dare not go there."

Only then did Sol remember that he had broken the third vial and asked Byron for help.

A bottle is worth thirty credits, and saving a life is worth a hundred credits. It's very expensive.

"I wasted thirty credits tonight." Sol's face looked a little ugly.

"Who is your enemy? How did you come back alive?"

Byron can still recall his fear.

He was standing in the corridor on the second floor of the East Tower, and he could walk up the ramp just by turning a corner.

He knew that Sol was in danger, and he promised Sol that he would go there even if it was to collect the body.

But he just couldn't take that step.

The deaf-mute man next to him changed his posture for the first time. The whole person huddled in the corner, his head rushed down, his arms covering his head, his butt sticking out and shivering.

The gesture was ridiculous, but Byron couldn't help laughing because he wanted to imitate it.

The inexplicable fear made him keep his left foot on the ground and his right foot raised for several minutes.

Then, suddenly everything goes back to normal.

Byron's legs went numb and he almost fell.

After a while, he walked up the ramp with a worried heart, but did not see Thor.

He didn't know if Thor was dead.

Facing such a terrifying enemy, even if there is no intact body, it is normal.

Byron walked back to his dormitory in silence.

When he found out that he was about to be promoted to a third-level apprentice, he once felt that he was extremely powerful, and even planned a life of adventure with Thor in the future.

But the experience just now made Byron confused again.

He is about to be promoted, but in the face of fear, he is still weak, as if nothing has changed as before.

He stood silently in his dormitory until midnight before he plucked up the courage and decided to go to Sol's dormitory to take a look.

Go and see if he has come back. Is he still alive?

But Byron didn't expect that when faced with such a terrifying existence, Thor would still act as if nothing happened.

"Oh," Thor calmly answered Byron's question, "I misunderstood. The one who appeared tonight is not an enemy."

"Who is he?" Byron asked impatiently.

"Do you really want to know?"

"No!" Byron immediately turned away, "I don't want to know."

His face was twitching violently.

As if trying to escape from his body.

Seeing Senior Byron's fearful expression, Thor suddenly sympathized with him.

At the same time, Thor also confirmed again that Fenda was a more terrifying existence than his mentor.

So it’s not difficult to guess who the big fan is.

But Saul doesn't want to pierce this layer of window paper. If he pierces it, he may have to face blood.

He is still young and cannot bear such a burden.

But at the same time, Fenda's words also made Sol want to understand something.

Compared with Pink University, compared with the mentor, West Germany is really not a threat.

Although Fenda was unwilling to take action directly against West Germany, he had been watching Sol.

In this case, instead of carefully guarding against the opponent's subsequent moves all day long, it is better to detonate this trouble in advance.

He is actually very strong!

Yeah, what the fans said.