Chapter 209 Kismet
The moment Golsa’s hand rested on Thor’s shoulder, Thor felt himself sinking.
The sinking feeling is very strange, like passing through a layer of water curtain, or like popping a bubble.
As he crossed the membrane, Thor seemed to vaguely see countless pairs of eyes watching him and Gorsa.
Those eyes were densely packed, one next to the other, and the pupils were as small as pinholes. As Thor sank, their lines of sight slowly moved.
When Thor looked into those eyes, he immediately felt inexplicable panic and uneasiness, as if someone was punching him in the heart, making him feel depressed and suffocated.
Then, his eyes darkened and brightened again, and when he came to his senses, he found that he had returned to the second warehouse.
The feeling of being watched just now also disappeared.
In front of him was the familiar line of corpses, and behind him were tall shelves.
"Was that the feeling of teleportation just now? Why couldn't I sense it before, but this time I could sense the process of spatial transfer?"
Before he could think about it, Sol heard Golsa ask him.
"Tell me what happened when you went to Ralph Manor."
He thought for a moment and sorted out his words.
"After I entered Ralph Manor, I met a strange man. He has the terrifying ability to control people's consciousness or memory..."
Thor used a few words to describe his entire experience in the manor, focusing on Victor's abilities and performance. As for making the antidote in the basement, he did not emphasize the difficulty involved or Morton's help.
Sure enough, after listening to Sol's story, Gorza was the first to mention Victor's abnormality.
"You said he played the harp?" Gorza stretched out his pink-wrapped fingers and tapped his temple. "What kind of harp?"
Thor was stunned. This question really stumped him.
After thinking carefully for a moment, I couldn't remember what the other person looked like playing the harp.
"Maybe he wasn't playing the harp." Gorza's voice was rarely serious. "Victor... He always mentioned 'fate', spoke in a strange way, and didn't like to kill people himself... I think I know who this person is."
Huh? The tower master actually knew him? "His name is Kismet, and he is not a native of the Western Continent. In my hometown, many people have seen this wizard. Oh, there was a rumor at the time that wherever he existed, catastrophic mass deaths would always occur. So some people also called him the Messenger of Death."
"Death Messenger!" This time Thor was really stunned.
Victor, no, Kismet's name made him involuntarily associate it with the Diary of a Dead Wizard.
What exactly did Kismet want to do by hiding his identity and sneaking to Ralph Manor? Was the golden page that saved him from the soul storm also related to Kismet's arrangement?
Thor suddenly clenched his fingers, and his joints couldn't help but tremble, making a slight "click" sound.
It happened that Gorza didn't say anything at this time, so the sound of the collision was very obvious.
"Are you scared?" Gorsa suddenly laughed softly.
But Thor took a deep breath and slowly calmed down.
"Yes." He did not deny the intense fear he had just felt.
It was the intense anxiety caused by the enemy's unknown strength and purpose, and also the worry about whether Victor was related to the suddenly appearing golden pages.
If a Level 2 apprentice Cid plotted to steal the diary, Thor could still find help to deal with him. But if a Level 2 wizard also knew about the existence of the diary...
Saul didn't know if he could keep the secret of the diary, nor did he know if the other party could find the location of the diary through clues.
And now the golden page seemed to have run into the diary, but Thor didn't dare to check it immediately because there was always a second-level wizard around him.
Anxiety also made him feel restless.
"You don't have to worry too much. I will send someone to investigate this matter. During this time, you should stay in the wizard tower and don't take any missions outside."
"Yes." Thor nodded quickly, then said hesitantly, "Tower Master... a second-level wizard... How powerful is he?"
Thor asked carefully. He didn't know whether the tower master would avoid the question or think that it was not the right time for Thor to ask it.
Golsa chuckled as he looked at the nervous young apprentice.
He snapped his fingers, and suddenly there was a single sofa behind both of them.
It looks so soft that you can almost sink into it.
"Since you want to discuss this issue, I suggest you sit down and listen." After saying that, Gorsa sat down.
But his movements seemed very stiff, with his hands and feet placed there rigidly, and he didn't look like he was enjoying the comfort of the sofa at all.
Thor held the armrest of the sofa and slowly sat down. He instantly sank into the sofa, feeling so comfortable that he never wanted to stand up again.
"Something that stabilizes mental power is added to the filling of this sofa. I can leave one for you. If you feel that you are going crazy one day, you can sit down and think about life." Gorza had a light smile in his voice and spoke creepy words casually.
"……good."
Thor imitated the tower master's actions, placing his hands on the armrests of the sofa and placing his legs as far as possible on the foot pad below.
But facing Gorza, he couldn't be so relaxed after all.
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Suddenly, he felt as if he was not lying on a soft sofa, but in a coffin lined with layers of lining.
"It seems that you are ready, so let me give you a brief introduction to the classification of the wizarding world."
Golsa's voice became calm and gentle, like a lullaby.
"I didn't tell you this before because I didn't want you to fantasize about high-level abilities when your strength is relatively low. It's easy to lead you astray and prevent you from feeling your true improvement."
"However, since the people you often interact with are not wizards of the same level as you, I will still give you a brief introduction. In case you encounter a powerful enemy, you will not be able to respond in advance."
"Prepare in advance?" Thor repeated.
He looked at the tower master opposite him, and couldn't imagine how he could deal with him even if he knew how powerful he was. Gorza slowly raised a finger and shook it gently.
"Of course, I'll see if I can ask for help, escape, or fight to the death. Or I can leave myself a way to die quickly before the fight to the death, preferably one that would destroy my soul."
Thor pursed his lips.
He had not yet thought about preparing a quick death for himself like a suicide soldier.
"Don't feel embarrassed or depressed. I have prepared a way out for myself. I don't want to work hard for others after I die."
Even the tower master has prepared means of self-destruction!
Is it true that the more powerful the wizard, the more he fears death? But when you said this, Tower Master, facing the group of corpses in the warehouse, don't you feel guilty?
Thor glanced secretly at the diary on his left shoulder, then quickly shifted his gaze to the other side.
He thought of Morton, who had been tortured in the soul storm and whose consciousness had become fragmented, and also of Bill and others who would still work for him after his death.
"Maybe I can talk to the diary guy and ask him to put my consciousness into the diary if I die. Besides the fact that my consciousness will be blurred and I will become ignorant, it will be quite comfortable to disappear at some point."
"Wait, blurred consciousness?" A fragment flashed through Thor's mind, and he suddenly connected the ability of the diary and Victor's methods together.
He slowly clenched his teeth until he felt a sour pain and a faint iron smell in his gums.
Is it a coincidence?
I always feel that Victor's abilities are similar to diaries in some ways.
So, is there a deeper connection between the two? Third update!
(End of this chapter)
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