Chapter 114 Black Castle
"Senior Byron, why do you want to turn into human skin and hang on a tree?" Looking at Byron who had already returned to the carriage, Thor asked with a dark face.
He really thought Byron was a monster just now! "Well..." Byron was a little embarrassed to speak. He glanced at the driver who had been healed and continued to drive the car. There was a small crack on his neck. "I just... took a bath."
So you're just going to hang yourself up to dry?
Thor was speechless.
While they were talking, they had already arrived at the gate of the Black Castle.
Saul and Byron got out of the car one after another.
Thor looked at the driver who was a little depressed with the mushroom cap on his head and said, "There is basically no problem with the mushroom on your head. It will wither and fall off automatically in two days."
In fact, the mushroom on the driver's head was no longer as full as before and looked a little wilted.
The coachman, who had been emotionless all this time, suddenly looked up, glanced at Thor with tears in his eyes, then suddenly knelt down and kowtowed hard.
The mushroom cap slammed into the ground with a bang.
The driver said nothing, for it would be of no use what he said.
Having survived through so much hardship in the wizard tower, he had already understood the rules of survival.
What is useful can survive.
But he still kowtowed twice to Thor's back, and the mushroom cap was smashed into the ground, then pulled out, becoming even more wilted.
Although Thor didn't look back, he heard the noise behind him.
"Actually, the senior saved him."
"Yeah," Byron nodded at Thor and pointed at him.
Saul understood that Byron was confirming that he had not given up on the coachman.
Byron's mouth fell open, "A coachman is a tool. When you are away from home, you must be good at keeping and maintaining your tools."
Byron's words may sound a bit ruthless, but this is the philosophy of wizards. As long as it is useful, you can protect it.
The two arrived at the gate of the slender castle.
The gate is also long and thin, one meter wide and four meters high. Fat people cannot squeeze in.
Byron stepped forward, bent his knuckles, and tapped them twice.
Thor could feel that Byron's two moves actually contained magic.
A vertical pupil suddenly appeared in the middle of the gate, and circles of rune arrays formed its pupil.
The pupil first scanned Byron's body, and then took in Thor behind him.
Then the vertical pupils closed, the door opened outwards, and opened automatically with a "click".
"When the gate of the Black Castle opens outwards, you can enter. When it opens inwards, it is the entrance for transporting materials. Don't enter by mistake."
After saying that, Senior Byron walked in first, followed closely by Thor.
The two walked through the gate and it closed automatically.
The interior of the Black Castle is not eerie at all, it can even be said to be magnificent.
But the interior decoration is also rather slender.
The hall has a ceiling height of ten meters, and the crystal chandelier hanging from the top is five meters high.
It's wobbly and feels like it could fall down at any moment.
The hall was only three meters wide, but several dozen meters deep. At the end was a symmetrical curved staircase, the steps only looked one meter wide.
There is really no way for fat people to survive.
Just as Thor was observing the entire Black Castle, a dark green branch suddenly emerged from the gate behind him, like a hideous and terrifying mummy hand, and silently approached the back of Thor's head little by little.
The hand slowly transformed into a claw and was about to strangle Thor's neck.
Suddenly, a black tentacle emerged from behind Thor's neck and neatly wrapped around the sneaky branch, strangling it with a death blow and whipping it around, easily eliminating the attacker.
When Byron and Thor heard the noise, they turned back and saw only broken dry branches on the ground.
When Byron saw the branch, he immediately realized who was causing the trouble.
"Hmm?" He whispered to the hall.
“Haha, haha, don’t be angry, don’t be angry.”
Hearing the sound behind him, Thor turned around again and saw a thin man walking down the stairs.
The man was more than two meters tall, but as thin as a bamboo pole.
Byron gave the newcomer a cold look, "Hmm!"
"Got it, got it." The man still smiled. He looked at Thor, leaned on his knees with his hands, and bent down. "Hello, hello, you must be Thor. I am the caretaker of the Wizard Tower in Black Castle. My name is Mochi Mochi."
Thor hesitated for a moment. He was wondering whether this person's name was Mochi Mochi or if he just said it twice out of habit.
"Hello...Mr. Mochimochi."
The other person was still smiling, with his eyebrows curved like two brackets.
"Don't be angry, don't be angry. I was just curious, curious about who could help Byron successfully enter the third level before the age of 30. I was thinking that after he was kicked out of the wizard tower, I reluctantly asked him to help me and help me guard the gate."
"It was just a fluke." Thor answered modestly.
Hearing Thor's answer, Mochimochi became even happier.
"Oh, I like you, I like you, little one. You are so thin and as good-looking as me. My mentor is Mr. Anze, is yours too?"
"I followed Instructor Kaz."
"Oh, Teacher Kaz is also very good, but a little boring."
Byron: “Hmm?”
"…I'm just not steady enough, haha, I'm not steady enough."
"I'll take Thor to rest, you go back." Byron couldn't listen anymore. He saw Thor coming alone, full of doubts, and didn't want to waste time with Mochimochi anymore.
"Okay, okay." Mochimochi was not angry. He took a step to the left, making way for the hall, and watched the two of them go upstairs with a smile.
Byron took Thor up the stairs on the right to the second floor and brought him to a room that was also as elongated as a coffin.
"Why did you come here by yourself, Nick?"
Thor quickly gave a brief account of what happened in Mofan Town.
After hearing this, Byron's face turned unhappy.
He opened his throat, revealing his sharp teeth.
"Thor, remember this. From now on, no matter who accepts the mission, you must not complete it for others if you have not seen the specific content of the mission."
Thor was stunned. "Is there any inside story about this mission?"
"Think about it, the Mosheng Fruit can calm people down. If someone in the tower needs it, who is most likely to use it?"
Thor was stunned for a moment, then reacted, "Nick? If he needs the Mosheng Fruit, why doesn't he go there in person?"
"That's the problem. His mission was to go to Mofan Town and express the attitude of the Wizard Tower. But he said there was another secret mission, to investigate the reason for the reduction in the production of Mosheng Fruit. But you don't even know whether there is such a secret mission. All you have is a letter of reprimand from Instructor Rum, right?"
Thor's face looked a little ugly.
"Besides, he asked you to investigate the cause. Do you need to solve the problem? If you find out who caused the reduction in the production of Mosheng Fruit, how will you deal with that person? You don't know all this, right? Because you are not the one who accepted the mission."
Thor knew that he was really careless this time.
Since the first test, he has been noticed by various instructors. Although he has not received any special treatment, the crises in his life have indeed become much less severe. Even his diary rarely appears to predict his death.
Even though Thor had reminded himself over and over again to stay alert at all times, his vigilance inevitably dropped a little.
"Senior, are you saying that Nick might have deliberately led me to Mofan Town? But what was his intention in doing so?"
Thor was asking, but really he was asking himself.
There are no powerful enemies in Mofan Town. Even if we want to kill him with the help of barbarians, it is unlikely.
Even if Thor can't beat them, he can still run away.
Does Nick know what happened in Mofan Town?
While Thor was thinking, Byron beside him suddenly said leisurely: "Wait until Nick arrives and ask him."
Thor looked up in astonishment, then laughed again, "Yes, ask him first."
Thor crossed his arms and said, "If I hadn't been temporarily promoted to level 2 this time, those red-skinned barbarians would have been hard to deal with. Nick must pay me more."
Byron: “Hmm… hm?”
Byron looked at Thor again and noticed that the first-level assistant he had found had upgraded on his own.
Then the reward originally planned for Thor...isn't it a little too little? (End of this chapter)
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