Chapter 185 Heavy Rain is Coming
Thor nodded and jumped out of the car against the wind.
His collar was blown open a little by the wind, revealing a thumb-sized pocket-sized wooden sculpture tied with a black rope around his neck.
The black rope was not long, and the doll fit tightly between the collarbones, so it didn't shake even though Thor jumped just now.
Looking closely, there was a wooden thorn behind the sculpture, which was deeply embedded in Thor's skin.
This is the temporary positioning device that Thor made before he set out.
Can last for three months.
Basically, there is no need to worry about the problem of soul leaving the body.
"Go back and find an inn to rest. I'll walk on my own from here."
The driver hesitated for a moment and asked carefully, "Master, please let me wait for you here."
The wind was blowing hard, and there was no telling how heavy the rain would be soon. Even Thor didn't know how long it would take him to return.
Even so, the driver still hoped to wait where he was.
Thor didn't force him. "It's up to you. If we stop on the side of the road, hide in the car. Don't sit outside in the rain like an idiot."
The driver bowed deeply and said, "Master, please be careful!"
Leaving the driver behind, Thor approached the blocked path in the strong wind.
He observed for a while and determined that this place must have been blocked by layers of security, so that the entire path was completely blocked.
He walked to a shabby hut nearby and knocked on the door.
After a long time, an old man in tattered clothes and with a dazed look opened the door a little.
"What's the matter?" The old man's voice was also swallowed by the strong wind.
Thor held the door open with his hand. "Hello, old lady. I haven't been here for many years. Why is this road blocked?"
The old man heard Thor's words clearly, but did not realize that it was the work of witchcraft.
When she saw that Thor was asking for directions, a hint of uneasiness flashed in her cloudy eyes.
"You can't go in there. Anyone who goes in there is either dead or crazy!"
It sounds dangerous, but it also proves that this is Thor's destination.
"But I have friends living here. Are they all dead?"
The old man looked up at Thor in surprise, looking at his plain clothes, and after a moment's hesitation, he said, "The people living here moved away even though they are not dead. I am an old woman and cannot walk anymore, so I am staying here. Young man, listen to my advice. No matter whether your friend is still alive or not, don't go looking for him. Go back to where you came from."
Saul was unwilling to give up and asked again: "Old lady, do you know what happened?"
But the old man didn't really want to answer his question and even wanted to retreat back into the door.
Seeing this, Thor spread out his hand, revealing a silver coin.
The old man was startled and stopped trying to close the door.
She stared at the silver coin and said tremblingly, "I only know that the place where the first person died was Ralph Manor at the end of the road. The name of the place has been changed several times, and now it is called Ralph Manor again."
The old man still advised Thor, "Don't go, and don't ask, it's too dangerous!"
"Ralph..." Thor muttered, "Is there no one to care?"
After all, this is the territory of the Wizard Tower. If I report it, it will be considered an outing for a level three apprentice.
But the old man just shook his head.
Thor asked a few more questions, most of which the old man couldn't answer.
Finally, he stuffed the silver coin in his hand into the old man's hand and turned away.
Seeing that Thor still climbed over the fence and walked inside, the old man closed the door with a worried look on his face... then he opened his mouth wide and revealed a smile that was twisted with excitement.
She proudly rubbed and kissed the silver coin again and again, and finally carefully placed it into an inconspicuous ceramic jar.
There was already a thick pile of copper coins, silver coins, and even a few gold coins in the jar.
After doing all this, the old man returned to his sad expression, sat on a small stool, and waited for the next person to ask him questions.
…
Ralph is Sid's grandfather.
And Sid is the first mortal enemy Thor encountered after coming to this world.
Most importantly, Sid knew that the diary of the dead wizard was with Thor.
At that time, Thor used the diary and learned from Sid's remaining consciousness that the Diary of the Dead Wizard was passed down by the ancestors of their Bloodthorn family.
But no one has been able to unlock the secret of the diary and become its true owner.
To this end, Sid's grandfather tried many methods and even went crazy for a long time.
According to Sid, when he entered the wizard tower, everyone in his family had been killed by his grandfather. Even his grandfather died later.
But there is a question here, how did Sid escape and enter the wizard tower where the diary is.
"The tower master asked me to come here to solve a problem, which is probably related to Sid and his family. Are there any other survivors in their family? Or evil spirits with some consciousness left? Most importantly, does anyone know about the existence of the diary?"
Sol got a little nervous when the diary was mentioned.
"Solve the remaining troubles from two years ago... Why wait these two years? Is it to wait for me to enter the second level?"
Then the enemy's strength is at least above that of an average Level 2 apprentice.
Thor frowned as this was about his most important secret.
In fact, after Sid's death, Thor planned to go to his family's old site to look for the secret of the diary. However, he was only level one at that time and had no qualifications or ability to leave the tower, so this matter had to be put on hold.
I didn't expect to be assigned here by the tower master in advance.
Therefore, the "leftover troubles" must be related to West Germany, and the strange events in the town of Sampo are probably also related to that trouble.
For this trip, Thor deliberately concealed the conspicuous features of a wizard tower apprentice and changed into the clothes of an ordinary mercenary.
But on this deserted street, his appearance was still somewhat conspicuous.
Another gust of wind blew past, carrying away a broken branch on the ground.
When the branch fell back to the ground, Thor had disappeared.
When Thor reached the end of the path, the dark clouds in the sky became thicker and thicker. It was clearly daytime, but it was as dark as dusk.
A magnificent manor appeared before Thor.
Even though the gate is covered with signs of erosion from wind and rain, the wall is peeling, and there are broken stones and dead branches all over the ground, it cannot conceal the former splendor of this place.
Over the high walls, you can see the roof of the castle from afar.
Just as Thor was considering whether to push the door open or climb over the wall, he suddenly felt someone was watching him.
Thor didn't hesitate and turned to chase after him.
Halfway through the run, he suddenly squatted down and stood up again, picked up a stone and threw it out.
"Ouch!" a boy cried out in pain.
Just as Thor was about to catch him, a small fireball suddenly flew towards him from a distance.
Thor quickly dodged, but unexpectedly the small fireball exploded in mid-air, turning into countless small sparks, covering all the directions he could dodge.
If there is nowhere to hide, then don't hide.
A large transparent hand suddenly appeared in front of him and swung at the small sparks.
Most of the aggressive little sparks were extinguished in an instant, and the remaining ones could no longer hurt Thor.
"Huh?" Another elderly voice came from behind the house on Thor's left.
Thor looked sideways and saw a white-haired old man with a wooden stick walking out from behind the corner and looking at him in surprise.
"You can cast 0th-level witchcraft instantly. Not bad. You have been promoted to a second-level apprentice, right?" Although the other party is old, his skills seem to be very agile.
Judging from the magic fluctuations just now, the white-haired old man looked like an ordinary third-level apprentice, unless he was deliberately hiding his strength.
(End of this chapter)
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