Diary of a Dead Wizard - Chapter 115

Chapter 115: The Wizard’s Burial Ground

Nick arrived at the Black Castle that night.

As soon as he entered the Black Castle, before he had time to say hello to Mochimochi, he was pulled into a small dark room by Byron and Thor.

“Nick, do you have a written mission letter for Thor to investigate Mofan Town?” Byron got straight to the point.

Upon hearing this, Nick immediately lowered his eyes, raised his hands, and surrendered neatly.

“No.” He said in a deep voice, “I admit that the mission of secret investigation was actually issued to Thor by me.”

“Purpose?” Thor stepped forward.

Nick pursed his lips, “It’s getting harder and harder to apply for the Mosheng fruit in the tower recently. I asked about it, and the reason was that the amount of tribute itself was decreasing. I originally wanted to take the opportunity to leave the tower this time to accept the task of going to Mofan Town from Instructor Rum, and see if I could get some Mosheng fruit privately. But I didn’t expect something happened halfway and I had to leave, so I asked Thor to find out the reason for the reduction in Mosheng fruit production.”

He looked up at Thor, “I’m sorry for the spur of the moment. But I will give you extra rewards. I wonder if you have found the reason, Thor?”

Thor and Byron looked at each other, picked up some facts and said, “The wizards in Mofan Town are refining vengeful spirits and trying to advance. Part of the reduced Mosheng fruit should be used by him to maintain his sanity.”

“Part?” Nick immediately noticed Thor’s wording.

“The people in the town also traded Mosheng fruit with the barbarians in exchange for the peace of the town.”

Nick’s expressionless face showed a trace of doubt, “Barbarians? Why do barbarians want Mosheng fruit?”

“Will barbarians use Mosheng fruit to maintain their sanity?” Thor asked back.

“No,” Nick shook his head, “Barbarians are keen on madness. Even barbarian priests will use their own methods to stay awake.”

Why do barbarians need the grinding fruit? Or are barbarians just a cover?

Seeing Saul frowning and thinking, Nick lowered his eyes again and said nothing.

Byron suddenly asked, “What made you leave halfway?”

Nick glanced at Byron and didn’t hide it, “My father died, and the family asked me to go back and sign the document to give up the inheritance rights.”

This reason is too sufficient and easy to verify. Saul couldn’t determine whether Nick left on purpose.

The room was quiet for a while.

Nick looked at the two silent people, spread his hands and said, “I’m not sad, don’t worry.”

Byron suddenly stood up, “In that case, you have to transfer the due reward to Thor after returning to the tower.”

Nick immediately said, “That’s no problem, but there is a reward that the first-level apprentice cannot receive. I can give him a replacement…”

“No need, Senior Nick.” Thor raised his hand, “I was forced to be promoted to the second level when I was fighting with the barbarians in Mofan Town.”

Nick opened his mouth, and the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly pressed his chest with one hand, “I’m not surprised.”

After a pause, he pressed the hand on his chest with a little force, “I’m not jealous.”

“Then it’s settled!” Byron made the final decision, “Get ready tonight, and we’ll set off for Chuishu Valley tomorrow.”

After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the door, but came back halfway and asked Thor and Nick to leave the room.

That night, Thor was in a room as thin as a coffin, lying on a thin bed that could hardly turn over, thinking about Nick’s words today.

Listening to Nick’s explanation, this mission may indeed be his impromptu idea.

After all, the reason that forced him to leave halfway was quite sufficient.

However, when Thor mentioned that the fields in Mofan Town were destroyed by the barbarians, Nick did not show the proper concern.

This behavior was not consistent with Nick’s attention to the Mosheng Fruit.

Even though Nick was a very introverted person, his importance to the Mosheng Fruit changed a lot.

Did Nick want to convey some message to Thor through the Mosheng Fruit incident?

He closed his eyes, and faces flashed through his mind…

The next morning, the three of them got up early and bid farewell to the guards of Black Castle.

They did not take the narrow wizard horse carriage, but took the local means of transportation in Black Castle – the wooden spider.

When Thor saw the wooden spider, he thought he saw a huge RV with eight legs.

Because the place they were going to this time was the Chuishhou Valley, where many wizard forces had fought each other. It was a place that ordinary people could not even get close to, so wizards would not bring servants when they went there.

Large witchcraft props like wooden spiders are their most commonly used means of transportation.

But you have to be careful when driving, because if you break them, it will be painful to pay compensation.

Thor took his full set of soul research tools from the carriage.

Nick brought a lot of ropes and some metal rings from the induction chair.

Byron brought some strange parts and several special bottles. Those bottles are special soul bottles for evil spirits.

For the flesh, the soul bottle is very fragile, but for the spirit, it is extremely strong.

Ordinary evil spirits and resentful spirits are difficult to escape once they are caught in it.

For this mission, Thor and Nick are here to assist Byron in catching evil spirits.

By the way, take the opportunity to do some research of their own.

The three people seemed to have forgotten the little friction last night, and they looked united and cooperative.

Chuishou Valley, the former battlefield of wizards, the burial place of wizards.

The reason for the war is no longer known. It is only known that too many wizards died in that war, so that the wizard forces in the western part of the northern continent were almost wiped out.

For a while, there was not even a second-level wizard in the western region.

But this situation did not last long, because many forces in the eastern region of the northern continent and the southern continent were eyeing this vacuum area.

After a period of open and secret struggles, new wizard forces entered the western region.

Among them was the wizard tower of Gorza.

Therefore, the wizards of the wizard tower have a lot of say in the wizard world of the entire western region.

As long as they don’t commit suicide, Thor and his three companions can almost walk sideways. Sitting in the wooden spider, they approached the entrance of the Chuishhou Valley little by little.

“Chuishhou Valley is also the entrance to the barren mountain in the western region. Since the Chuishhou Valley War, a passage from the western region to the No Man’s Land has been blocked.” Byron sat in the car and pointed to the destination for Thor.

“No Man’s Land?” Thor had heard this term in the Cognition of All Things class, but there was only a sporadic introduction.

“Well, that is a place where even formal wizards have to be extremely careful when they go there. I only heard people mention it occasionally.” Nick said on the side.

“It’s better not to go there.” Byron ended the discussion about the No Man’s Land.

The wooden spider finally drove to the Chuishou Valley and began to climb down.

Thor could no longer imagine what Chuishou Valley looked like before, but the entrance here was like an extremely steep slide.

The gravel fell sharply from the plain where Thor and his companions were like a waterfall.

The angle of descent was almost 70 degrees, like the angle of a person leaning against a wall with his arms hanging down helplessly.

Ordinary carriages could not drive on such a road, but the wooden spider with eight legs could climb up and down like a real spider.

Moreover, the wooden spider’s carriage would automatically adjust the angle to ensure that the bottom of the carriage was always parallel to the horizontal plane, so that the people in the carriage would not roll around.

As the wooden spider crawled down little by little, Thor saw a valley sandwiched between two high mountains.

A breeze blew over, mixed with the bloody smell that had not subsided for many years.

The temperature in the carriage was also decreasing as the altitude decreased, and Thor unconsciously grabbed his sleeve.

“Don’t be nervous,” Nick comforted Thor, “The battle of wizards is taking place deep in the Valley of the Drooping Hands. We are only catching evil spirits at the outermost part, so we won’t encounter too much danger.”

Byron was also looking out the window, looking for a suitable place to camp.

Hearing Nick’s words, he nodded and said “hmm” to show his agreement.

Thor, however, secretly glanced at the diary.

As soon as he entered this valley, Thor always felt a numbness all over his body.

It was as if countless people were staring at him.

“It should be…” Thor pulled his collar to make himself breathe more freely, “Is it an illusion?”

(End of this chapter)