Diary of a Dead Wizard - Chapter 3

Chapter 3: Places for Wizard Apprentices

Thor stretched out his hands, trying to take the potion.

But his right hand was extremely stiff, and his left hand was a skeleton.

Seeing this, the woman did not hand the crystal bottle to Thor, but pulled out the cork herself and fed it to Thor.

Thor mechanically

tilted his head and cooperated with the woman to swallow the medicine.

It is a beautiful thing to have a beautiful woman

feed you medicine. It is not such a blessing to have a half-beauty feed you medicine.

But the potion is really useful.

After swallowing a bottle, Thor immediately felt a cold current from his throat to his stomach. He stopped shaking, and his hands were gradually regaining consciousness. Soon, his right hand could move flexibly.

He felt a little itchy on his forehead, raised his hand and touched it, and found that the scars of his old injuries had fallen off.

Only his left hand was still a skeleton, without any signs of recovery.

“Your left hand may not be able to recover with your current physical condition.” The woman casually placed the crystal bottle on the table, “Unless you can become a wizard apprentice.”

Thor smiled bitterly, “I’m just a servant.” “

So what if I’m a servant?” The woman smiled, “If you are interested, I have a test opportunity here. It depends on whether you dare to participate.”

A test to become a wizard apprentice?

Thor raised his head.

“I think, sir, I want to become a wizard apprentice.”

“Oh, hehe~” The woman was not surprised by Thor’s choice.

From Thor’s choice as a test subject just now, it can be seen that he has good willpower and courage. Although he is afraid, he can remain calm.

These are the qualities that a wizard apprentice should have.

Thor waited until the woman finished laughing before continuing to ask: “Sir, if you help me become a wizard apprentice, what do I need to pay?”

“What? What do you think is in you that matches the qualifications of being a wizard apprentice?” The woman’s tone suddenly changed again.

Thor was stunned and calmed down from his excitement.

After being a male servant for a few days, he couldn’t wait to get rid of this identity. That’s why he was so excited just now, and even wanted the other party to make conditions.

But the woman’s question immediately calmed him down.

He, at present, has no value that can make the other party give him a place in the test.

Thor was silent, but he did not give up on becoming a wizard apprentice.

He believed that the woman opposite would not just mention the opportunity to test to tease him.

He should wait for the person opposite to make conditions.

“Do you really want to be a wizard apprentice?” The woman asked again, “Even if you will become like me?”

She leaned forward suddenly, and the glass cover above her head shook violently. The milky white liquid inside collided with foam and waves, and the eyeballs hidden in the liquid hit the glass wall from time to time, making a thumping sound.

Thor occasionally saw wizard apprentices, but none of them looked as scary as the woman.

But…

“I think.” Facing the woman’s head, Thor answered in a low but firm voice.

It is better to die on the road to pursuing power than to worry about becoming fertilizer for flowers at any time.

“Okay.” The woman nodded with satisfaction. “In the next two days, a group of new apprentices will be sent in. If nothing unexpected happens, they must have died on the way. According to convention, a few servants will be selected to make up the number. I will send your name in.”

“Thank you, sir.”

“Kongsha.”

“?”

“Second-level wizard apprentice, Kongsha. If you can pass the test to become a wizard apprentice, remember to choose Mentor Kaz.”

“I understand, sir Kongsha. My name is…”

“No need.” Kongsha interrupted him, “Wait until you become a wizard apprentice, then tell me your name.”

Thor was silent.

Before becoming a wizard apprentice, he was just a servant who didn’t even deserve a name to Kongsha.

Very realistic.

But in the wizard tower, identity is always matched with strength.

Thor left Kongsha’s room and the door closed silently in front of him.

He turned around and the blood on the opposite side disappeared. I don’t know how Kongsha did it.

The candlelight on the wall was almost bright yellow.

Thor hurriedly observed the remaining corridors.

There was no dirt on the surface.

He didn’t have time to continue cleaning. As long as there was no conspicuous garbage, the housekeepers would not really use white gloves to wipe the floor.

Thor turned around and pushed the cart all the way, finally running into the corridor on the fourth floor before the candlelight turned white.

He panted, put the sundries back into the utility room, and dumped the garbage.

“Finally I finished it before the housekeeper came to check.”

Thor subconsciously wiped the sweat off his forehead with the back of his left hand, but his skin was scratched by the hard bones.

“My left hand still has no pain, not even touch.”

He moved a few fingers.

“But it can move freely. Is this the power of witchcraft?”

After accepting that his left hand might become bones forever, Thor was fascinated by the power contained in it.

He looked at his right hand again. Although it only looked delicate on the surface, Thor could feel the power contained in it.

He picked up a stone from the trash can in the utility room and squeezed it gently, and the stone broke into several pieces.

“The right hand should be the result of a successful experiment. The grip is very strong, far beyond that of an ordinary adult male. I think the grip of the so-called warriors and knights in this world is just like this.”

Just adding a few more ingredients made the effect of the potion so different.

Thor once again reaffirmed his belief in becoming a wizard apprentice.

Thinking of this, he left the utility room, walked to the door of the bedroom where he was resting, and pushed the door open a little.

Because he was still observing his hand, he opened the door very slowly.

At this time, there was a discussion coming from the door, which made Thor stop.

“That guy Thor hasn’t come back yet, it seems that he is really dead this time.”

“Humph, it’s not easy for him to survive until now after offending a wizard apprentice.”

“Alas, he is dead, now we have to take turns to get up early to clean the corridor.”

There was a silence in the room.

Thor frowned fiercely. The task of cleaning the corridor was actually a rotation?

These people actually bullied him because of his incomplete memory and pushed this dangerous job onto himself?

After a while, someone in the room spoke again.

“If we think about it this way, it’s better to let Thor live. He has lost most of his previous memories. Doesn’t he still have to listen to us about what he can and can’t do? Now it’s time to take turns on the dawn mission again. Who knows when he will die inexplicably.”

“Who said that the dawn mission must be rotated?”

“Why?”

“We have always asked Thor to clean the corridor. Didn’t the housekeeper say anything? Starting tomorrow, let George do it.”

“He hasn’t lost his memory. Will he agree?”

“If he doesn’t agree, beat him until he agrees.”

At this point, everyone seemed to have determined that Thor was dead, and began to arrange the next unlucky guy.

“Bang!”

Thor kicked the door open.

“Starting tomorrow,” he glanced around at the boys in the room, “the task of cleaning the corridor will continue to take turns!”

Some people were frightened by Thor, while others showed a hideous smile after being happy.

The smiling boy was called Brown. He was the strongest and most powerful man among the male servants, and he also slept on the far left of the big bunk bed.

He could enjoy the best light source and the honor of being the first to get food.

All of this was achieved with fists.

Now, a little brat actually dared to disobey his arrangements. Brown pressed his joints and vowed to let Thor know what the rules are!

Brown walked over and swung his fist without saying a word.

“Snap!”

However, Brown’s fist was blocked by Thor with his right hand.

“Asshole!” Brown didn’t expect Thor to react so quickly, and thought about pulling his hand out to attack again.

But soon he found that his hand was firmly grasped and he couldn’t pull it out at all.

How could he not know that Thor had so much strength? He

was obviously as thin as a ten-year-old child.

Thor felt the power transmitted back from his right hand.

Little bastard!

He had a blank expression on his face and exerted a little force.

“Crack!”

“Ahhhh——”

Brown immediately curled up in pain.

When Thor let go of his hand, Brown immediately fell to the ground holding his hand and convulsed.

(End of this chapter)