Diary of a Dead Wizard - Chapter 92

Chapter 92 Whoever has the problem should solve it

Golsa turned to look at the old butler, and asked softly as if he was afraid of scaring him: “Is your master’s coffin still there?”

Hunter felt that he might have forgotten what fear was. Faced with such a gentle voice, he could only answer with human instinct.

“Yes, sir.”

Golsa nodded, “Then please send him back.”

“Okay, sir.”

The next second, Golsa’s figure disappeared again.

Hunter walked forward numbly, embraced his arms, held up the head and legs of his former master, and silently put them back in the carriage.

“Master, let’s go home.”

Golsa easily sent the visitor away, and returned to the living room the next second.

He sat down on the sofa, leaned back, and sighed comfortably.

It seemed that he had just done some strenuous exercise.

And when Kaz saw that Ralph was only three small pieces left, he stood back to his original position.

“Ha, Kaz, how about it, I haven’t forgotten my light attribute witchcraft yet?”

Kaz bowed his head respectfully.

“No matter what attribute you major in, you are so powerful.”

Gorza nodded with satisfaction.

“But why did you let Ralph go?” Kaz was puzzled.

Why would you hold back after killing someone?

“I let him stay in the coffin. He can’t recover without four or five years.”

Gorza’s explanation was pale, but Kaz could only nod.

He didn’t understand it at all.

Could it be that the tower master didn’t kill him because he was concerned about the Blood Rose Family, to which the Bloodthorn Family originally belonged? But that was a long time ago, right?

At this time, Kaz heard the tower master say: “By the way, tell Thor the location of the Bloodthorn Family in three years and ask him to go there.”

“Huh?”

“You have to solve the troubles you caused yourself. If he doesn’t become a second-level apprentice in three years, let him die outside!”

“I understand. Then I’ll go back first?”

Gorza nodded, then leaned on the sofa without saying a word or moving.

At this time, he was like a cloak.

He was spread flat on the sofa.

Kaz left the living room and closed the door quietly.

Then, the corner of his mouth twitched.

“The tower master wants Thor to go to the Bloodthorn Family. Does he want to train Thor or let him get in touch with flesh and blood witchcraft? Does the tower master really want Thor to participate in our experiment? How many years will it take…”

Kaz shook his head and left with his hands behind his back.

Butler Hunter’s driving skills are very good. Even at a high speed, his master’s round head still sits steadily on the cushion of the seat.

Passing by the town, the old butler did not stop the carriage to find a place to rest, but let the carriage run fast.

It seemed that if he slowed down a little, he would follow in his master’s footsteps

. It was not until the stars appeared above his head that the carriage stopped in a valley.

The muscles on the old butler’s face suddenly trembled, and the whole person seemed to come alive, and crawled into the carriage.

“Master, master!”

He held Ralph’s head and poured a can of plasma prepared in advance on it.

The blood flowed down Ralph’s face and flowed into his mouth, as if an invisible force was guiding the way.

Ralph’s gray eyes, which were still open in death, suddenly moved.

Then the mouth recovered a little.

“Hurry, I want to eat meat!”

Ralph shouted very weakly.

The old butler quickly handed Ralph’s legs over.

Ralph didn’t care that it was his own body. His charred neck suddenly stretched out red flesh and blood and wrapped around his legs.

Then there was the sound of chewing.

“Not enough, not enough!” The neck was eating, and the mouth was not idle either.

The old butler pulled out a long knife from the bottom of the carriage without hesitation, cut off his left arm with one knife, and endured the severe pain and passed it under Ralph’s neck.

Ralph accepted everything and swallowed the old butler’s arm again.

“Not enough, it’s almost there!”

The old butler immediately swung the knife to cut off the right leg at the root, and used the tip of the knife to pick it up next to Ralph.

This time he could no longer sit still, and fell in the carriage and gasped softly.

Just when he was thinking about whether to let the master swallow him directly next, Ralph was finally satisfied.

Or temporarily satisfied.

He stretched out a tongue several meters long from his mouth and licked the old butler’s arm and thigh roots.

The old butler’s broken limbs healed immediately, but he failed to grow new hands and feet.

“Go back to the manor first, I need to recuperate for a few years.” Ralph’s neck grew a little longer, and he tiredly tilted his head and fell on the cushion.

“Yes, master.” The old butler propped himself up with one hand, then wrapped his feet around the frame to stabilize his body, and continued to drive back.

This night, if a pedestrian saw the old butler driving the carriage, he would probably be scared to death.

Ralph’s curse came from the carriage.

“Gorsa, this madman! This murderer! Dictator! I curse you to be betrayed by everyone and eat your flesh and blood!”

But even Ralph kept his curse very low, for fear that it would be heard outside the carriage.

Hunter knew that his master was really scared this time.

After a while, Ralph had vented enough and said to Hunter: “I’m afraid I won’t be able to recover for four or five years this time. You have to be careful during this time and don’t let anyone know that I’m still alive.”

“Understood, master.” The old butler responded.

Ralph then closed his eyes and prepared to rest.

His butler had never let him down.

“Wait for me, wait for me to recover, wait for me to find the diary… I will never let them go!”

………………

Neither Gorza nor Kaz watched Thor’s learning progress all day long.

They seemed to be extremely sure that Thor would become a second-level apprentice within three years.

Thor, completely unaware of the situation, relied on his own persistence and finally raised his magic value to 45 joules two years later.

At the same time, he had also analyzed the construction rules of a first-level witchcraft, and he could be promoted on the spot as long as he wanted.

But Senior Byron suggested that he try to increase his magic power to 50 joules before learning first-level witchcraft.

Thor decided to listen to the experience of those who had experienced it, and he kept suppressing himself from practicing first-level witchcraft.

The process of increasing magic power from 14 joules to 45 joules was not as smooth as Thor imagined.

Even thinking about it was a tragic memory mixed with tears and sorrow.

The progress of the magic value increase was always stuck at a certain value from time to time, and it could not be continued to increase through meditation.

He asked others, and they had this situation, but few people were stuck every few steps like Thor.

What’s even more annoying is that Keli has never been stuck!

And she had successfully advanced to the second-level apprentice three months ago.

That day, she couldn’t wait to run to Thor to show off, and kindly told him that she had chosen one of the two consecutive empty rooms on the 12th floor, waiting for Thor to be promoted so that she could continue to live next to her.

Even though he hasn’t been promoted to the second level, Thor has done a lot of useful work in the past two years and has gained a lot.

With the help of Xiaozao and the diary, he successfully optimized the plastic bones, updated his left hand, and successfully transformed his right hand with the optimization plan.

Yes, after confirming that this plan would not affect the flexibility of both hands, Thor did not hesitate to melt his right hand!

Now both of his hands are light gray, smooth and delicate on the outside, somewhat transparent, and the white bones inside can be vaguely seen.

And his carving and shaping skills have also improved a lot. The newly transformed two hands look like plaster sculptures in the art studio, which are somewhat beautiful.

In addition to giving Thor a significant increase in magic twice, these hands also opened up a new ability after Thor integrated soul fragments into them – spiritual ester control.

This ability allows Thor to release 0-level dark attribute witchcraft without adjusting his mental strength. The release is quick and simple, as natural as waving your hand.

Not only that, this time Thor also found a way to solve the problem of his hands being afraid of electricity. He drew a set of symmetrical and interactive witchcraft rune arrays on the bones of his hands to resist the electric field.

In this way, he can put on a pair of insulating gloves on the outside, and basically there will be no problem of being afraid of electricity!

(End of this chapter)