Diary of a Dead Wizard - Chapter 189

Chapter 189 Confusion

After passing through the front hall and pushing open a door that was shaking a little, Thor walked into the next room while being alert to the old wizard’s movements.

“It’s so dark here, Thor, can’t we turn on the lights?” Victor followed in, looking at the even darker room with a worried look on his face.

Thor rolled his eyes in the dark, wishing that Victor could go out in the rain to wake up his mind.

But as soon as he took a step forward, the whole room suddenly became bright.

Thor was stunned and turned his head suddenly.

The curtains in this room were neatly tied up, revealing the rectangular windows and beautiful garden behind.

The sun was shining outside the window.

Thor frowned tightly, “Is this… an illusion or a loss of control and confusion?”

He turned around to ask Victor, but was shocked to find that there was no one behind him.

At the same time, the door behind him was tightly closed.

Thor hurriedly stepped forward and turned the doorknob.

The door opened smoothly, and it was not locked and could not be opened, a classic scene in ghost movies.

Outside the door was the front hall that Thor had just walked through.

But at this time, the front hall was also bright, with sunlight shining in from the windows on both sides. Where were the dark clouds and rainstorms? Even fine dust could be seen jumping in the room.

But there was no one here, not Victor, nor the old man and boy who entered later.

“Victor?” Thor called his companion’s name in a low voice.

No one responded.

His hand holding the door handle gradually tightened, and the metal handrail began to deform after groaning.

“Space is disordered… time is disordered… How could such an extraordinary scene appear in a place where only formal wizards have existed?”

“That guy should still be in the same place.” Thor was not very worried about Victor.

Victor has been in the second level for many years, and nothing should happen.

“Walking around blindly may not necessarily find Victor, it is better to find the treasure first. Maybe we can solve this mystery.” Thor rolled his eyes and said to himself, “Yes, I must find the treasure first.”

“Bang!”

Just as Thor was about to go back, the door of the front hall was suddenly pushed open roughly.

A tall warrior in armor rushed in with several men.

The other party saw Thor standing at the door at a glance.

“Is there anyone alive here?” The warrior narrowed his eyes, and the long sword in his hand was ready to go.

“Captain, could it be a ghost?” One of the soldiers asked.

“It doesn’t matter if it’s a living person or a ghost.” The warrior said, and walked towards Thor.

Thor didn’t hide, he was also trying to judge whether the other party was a ghost.

“Who are you?”

“Little ghost, is it your turn to ask?” A soldier laughed grimly, and suddenly took out a bottle and was about to throw it at Thor.

However, a large palm suddenly held down the soldier’s hand and the bottle – it was the tall warrior in armor.

“My name is Olaf, and I am a knight appointed by Viscount Buck of Megau. May I ask who you are?”

Thor did not answer Olaf immediately. He turned his head slightly and looked at the soldier who almost threw his bottle just now.

He had seen that face just now.

He had looked at this face closely before. It was just that there were no eyes and nose on the face, but Thor still remembered the scar at the corner of his mouth.

“Asshole, our captain is asking you a question!”

As Thor had not answered, the soldiers around Olaf began to feel dissatisfied.

But Olaf stood there, his expression becoming more and more serious.

“What day is today?” Thor suddenly asked as the soldier was scolding him.

The soldiers were stunned by the abrupt question.

Olaf said in a deep voice, “Today is May 14th.”

“It turned out to be half a month ago.”

Thor’s words completely confused the people on the other side.

Some soldiers even muttered, “Did we meet a madman?”

“Did you just enter Ralph’s manor?” Thor asked again.

His strange behavior made the originally irritable soldiers quiet down, and they all looked at him with surprised eyes.

Olaf slightly pressed down his wrist and took two steps forward.

“We did enter here just now under the order of the Viscount. Then who are you? When did you come in?”

Then he was answered by a huge translucent palm.

Olaf quickly rolled to avoid it. The palm failed to catch him, but caught the soldier who was about to throw a bottle at Thor.

“Witch… Wizard!?” Olaf dodged subconsciously but was not glad that he dodged successfully. He looked at Thor with fear.

“Witch, Master Wizard…” The captured soldier did not dare to struggle at all. The expression on his face instantly changed from arrogance to fear, and he kept begging for mercy, “I… am not… please, please forgive me.”

The wizard’s hand pulled the soldier in front of Thor and threw him on the ground.

The soldier lay on the ground trembling, not daring to get up.

Thor possessed him and pulled out the bottle he was about to throw from the soldier’s fingertips.

The bottle was cold, and the touch in the hand was normal, not like an illusion.

Thor threw his hand again, and an arrow suddenly appeared, piercing the soldier’s palm and piercing into the stone bricks on the ground.

“Ah!!!” The soldier wailed, and his body twitched in pain.

Blood flowed out of the wound and fell to the ground.

“The traces of blood look normal, not like an illusion.”

But if it was not an illusion, it would be even more difficult.

Thor made the soldiers on the opposite side terrified.

This place has been abandoned for two years. No one has been sent to the wizard tower to manage it, and wandering wizards rarely enter such a close place to the wizard tower. So they didn’t expect that other wizards would appear here.

The swords they held tightly were shaking, but they didn’t even have the courage to raise their hands.

In this world, who dares to be an enemy of wizards?

Unless there are more powerful wizards on their side.

“We were unreasonable, sir.” Knight Olaf lowered his head, put down the sword in his hand, and pointed the tip of the sword to the ground. “We just didn’t expect you to be here. We are offended by your words. Please forgive David this time.”

Thor threw the bottle in his hand and caught it again. “What is this?”

Olaf pursed his lips. “This is holy oil blessed by witchcraft. It has certain damage to spirits.”

Hearing this, Thor pulled out the cork and took a look, then put it back.

Poor quality witchcraft products, not even the lowest level witchcraft props.

There are some light element particles in it, which probably use the natural antagonism of light and dark particles to eliminate weaker spirits.

It won’t be of much use when encountering vengeful spirits, let alone the current chaotic predicament.

And if these people really came in half a month ago, unless they brought enough rations, they should all be dead now.

Thinking of this, Thor waved his hand and dispersed the witchcraft.

Soldier David trembled all over, covered his wound, but did not dare to get up immediately.

“Olaf, come here.”

The knight’s breathing stagnated, and he swallowed nervously, sheathed his sword, indicating that he was not aggressive at all, and then walked to Thor with difficulty.

“Turn around.” Thor ordered again.

Olaf turned around nervously, not knowing what Thor was going to do.

Looking at Olaf’s back, Thor finally confirmed that he was the man he saw kneeling in the front hall when he just entered the castle.

Because they all died in the front hall, Thor could see their past here?

“Come with me, you too.” He pointed at Olaf and David who was lying on the ground.

Olaf helped David up, and the two looked at each other, their faces bitter, but they did not dare to delay, and hurriedly followed Thor.

Passing through the inner door, Thor once again entered the bright room next door. This time he consciously paid attention to the movements of the two people behind him.

But just as he entered the room and took another step forward, the knight Olaf and the soldier David behind him disappeared again.

Even Thor, who had been observing the two in semi-immersive meditation, did not notice anything.

His heart tightened, and his vision suddenly darkened.

The rainstorm hit the window frame, crackling.

He was actually back to Ralph Manor half a month later!

Thor closed his eyes, and the holy oil bottle in his hand was still real and cold.

(End of this chapter)