Diary of the Death Wizard

Dear brother:

To my bad-tempered and poor brother,

Last time I left in a hurry, it was really a last resort.

I have seen that fate surrounds you, and the shadow hangs over your head like a dark cloud. It can be seen that my brother's fate is rough and dangerous.

After a challenge, it may not necessarily be an opportunity, but it may also be a heavier misfortune. If one day, you have nowhere to go, you can come to the land of no man to find your brother. Although I may not be there, the door of home is always open for you! Before that, please enjoy the death feast I prepared for you without any scruples~

love you brother,

Kismet

Saul quickly read the letter, and it was indeed the guy with the alias Victor, who was as clueless as he himself was between the lines.

At the bottom of the letter, the words Kismet were written thick and big, as if to vent the dissatisfaction that Kira didn't listen to him last time.

After reading the letter, Sol immediately closed his eyes to check his state, meditated briefly, and then deduced the previous memory to make sure that his consciousness was not affected.

This letter at least confirms that Victor is indeed Kismet. As for the crisis he mentioned...if it is really like a dark cloud, it may not be aimed at me.

Saul looked up, and above his head was the ceiling of the warehouse.

If his brain is not completely broken, is it too exaggerated to describe the crisis against me as a dark cloud? Will the situation in the Wizard Tower change?

I don't know why he even thought of a way out for Sol. It's just that what I think of is Borderlands, a place that formal wizards would find scary.

If Kismet didn't seem to have something to do with the golden pages in the diary, Saul really didn't want to continue dealing with him.

He threw the letter paper on the table, thinking about the information that might be implied in this letter, he was taken aback suddenly, Wait, did he use an honorific address for me in a certain sentence just now?

But when Sol lowered his head to confirm again, he found that the letter was missing.

Did you take the initiative to destroy the records? Sol felt a little uneasy because of the sudden disappearance of the letter paper. The most important thing now is to solve the physical problem as soon as possible. Right now I am still too weak.

Although there is no evidence, Saul still informed Gorza that Kismet used someone else to deliver the letter that night through a summons pen.

After all, Kismet is a Tier 2, and seems to have some kind of malice towards Sol, he will not bear this kind of suspected provocative threat by himself.

Reporting the difficult issues to the superior department, Sol once again immersed himself in the research and experimentation of the transformation of the witch body.

At the same time, at the border of the Principality of Kema and its hostile neighbor, the Principality of Kernas.

In the wilderness with no human habitation for several kilometers around.

Kismet was standing among dozens of corpses, listening to something.

He held a white harp in his arms, and the fingers of his right hand carelessly twiddled the strings.

The sound of the piano is sweet, and it swayed like water waves under the night sky.

At Kismet's feet, there was a person prostrate on the ground, his shoulders trembling unceasingly.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped, and Kismet smiled, Ah, the master has received my favor.

He bowed his head contentedly, looking at the quasi-knight who wanted to lick the toe of his shoe.

When is Kernas going to fight Kema?

The trembling shoulders of the quasi-knight stopped suddenly, and he raised his head, his face changed from fear to confusion and surprise in an instant.

My lord? The quasi-knight yelled uncontrollably, then immediately looked around vigilantly, as if he hadn't seen so many corpses around.

My lord, the three-party overthrow agreement has been signed, and the war will start immediately when Prince Aruba advances to the second level.

Oh~ Sanfang? It seems that either Baidong Academy or Ludi Xingzhou got involved. Kismet nodded, and tapped the quasi-knight's helmet lightly, It's no different from saying nothing, I I don’t know when Aruba will advance.”

The quasi-knight was a little confused, but he didn't dare to evade at all, he just hurriedly added what he had just said inappropriately.

According to Prince Aruba, he is sure that he will be able to advance within two years.

Kismet said disdainfully: They have been brewing for so long, are they just waiting for a new second-order? Kema has only one second-order. Who can he beat when the war starts? The goddess of war, Kira, or the wizard Tagorza?

The quasi-knight approached Kismet and lowered his voice, I heard that when the real battle starts, the one from the wizard tower will not appear.

Only then was Kismet satisfied, That's right, the strength of the two sides will be considered balanced, and the fighting will be exciting. It seems that the foundation of the Wizard Tower has also begun to shake, and another ugly conspiracy will be staged.

Speaking of wars and conspiracies, Kismet came alive.

But after he thought about it, he began to count with his fingers again, One year, two years... Sol may not be able to reach the third level. The time is still a bit short. A second-level apprentice is not even qualified to be cannon fodder.

While Kismet was thinking, the ground suddenly trembled slightly.

A small hillside suddenly cracked, and a huge sand poisonous scorpion drilled out of it.

The poisonous scorpion didn't know how long it had been in the ground, and many plant roots were still wrapped around its body.

The quasi-knight who was kneeling on the ground turned around and saw the five-meter-long scorpion. He yelled in fright and sat down on the ground.

But he quickly remembered that Kismet was still standing behind him, and unexpectedly, the courage came out of nowhere, he picked up the sharp sword that fell on the ground, and stood in front of Kismet, still yelling : My lord, it's the sand scorpion. I'll block him, so hurry up.

Kismet looked at the poisonous scorpion and raised his chin at the prospective knight, Then please be loyal to me.

The quasi-knight was stunned for a moment, and then a gust of wind blew in, and the huge scorpion pincers fell down.

The quasi-knight himself was not very strong, he escaped the scorpion pincers but not the scorpion tail, and died soon after being stung.

The scorpion quickly sets its sights on another prey.

Unexpectedly, Kismet calmly stepped over the swollen and shiny quasi-knight and approached the sand scorpion. He seemed to make a note inadvertently, and saw a gust of wind blowing, and the roots and soil on the scorpion's body It just disappeared.

The poisonous scorpion remained motionless the whole time, its eyes fixed on Kismet.

But the latter, after cleaning the scorpion, jumped onto the back shell of the scorpion and found a flat place to sit down.

Suddenly, the scorpion with an additional owner shook its head and tail, as if it had just woken up from some kind of hazy consciousness.

Kismet patted Scorpion on the back, Let's go, let's go to Kernas to find Aruba, and buy our little Sol a few more years.

One person and one scorpion gradually disappeared at the end of the dark night wilderness.

...

Five days after reuniting with Keri, Sol finally completed a dose of the reagent for transforming the flesh and blood witch body.

He raised the test tube in his hand, stared at the magnificent red color, and couldn't help sighing: It's really not easy. After spending so many materials, I finally managed to make a bottle. Even if it's just the official wizard medicine of the wizard family, It's also more complicated than I imagined.

Obviously the process and external conditions are the same, but the previous medicine just failed to achieve the expected effect. If Thor takes it, he will turn into various monsters and die.

After making more than a dozen failed potions, Thor can already use two things at once. He adjusted the potion with his left hand, while calculating the amount of neutralizing agent, preparing catalyst and neutralizing solution.

But the busiest thing is actually the diary, which does the work of three people with one book.

Finally, today, Sol completed the refining of the last important potion material of the new transformation plan.

Standing on a floor of draft paper, Sol carefully placed the red potion on the test tube rack.

Although there is only one copy, other influencing factors have been ruled out so far, as long as my hands don't shake...

Sol shook the two pairs of bone hands, and the knuckles made a crisp sound.

Maybe tomorrow I won't have to hear this grinding sound!