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 looked like 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.
Sol Mechanical tilted his head back and cooperated with the woman to swallow the medicine.
It's a beautiful thing to have a beautiful woman feed you medicine.
Having a half-beautiful woman feed you medicine...it's really not a blessing.
But that medicine is really useful.
After drinking a bottle, Thor immediately felt a chill running down his throat to his stomach. He stopped shivering and his hands gradually regained feeling. Soon, his right hand could move flexibly.
He felt an itch on his forehead, raised his hand to touch it, and found that the scars from his old wounds had fallen off.
Only the left hand remained white bones, with no sign of recovery.
"Your left hand may not be able to recover with your current physical condition." The woman 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're interested, I have a test opportunity here. It depends on whether you dare to participate."
The test to become a wizard's apprentice? Thor looked up.
"I would like to be a wizard's apprentice, sir."
"Oh ha ha ~" The woman was not surprised by Thor's choice.
From the fact that Thor was chosen as the experimental subject just now, it can be seen that he has good willpower and courage. Although he may be afraid, he can remain calm.
These are the qualities 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 will I have to pay for it?"
"What's the price? What do you think is in you that qualifies you to become a wizard's apprentice?" The woman's tone suddenly changed again.
Thor was stunned and gradually 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 currently has no value that would allow the other party to give him a place in the test.
Thor was silent, but he did not give up on becoming a wizard's apprentice.
He believed that the woman opposite him would not bring up the test opportunity just to tease him.
He should wait for the other party to make the conditions.
"Do you really want to be a wizard's apprentice?" the woman asked again, "even if it means you end up like me?"
Her upper body suddenly leaned forward, and the glass cover above her head shook violently. The milky white liquid inside created foam and waves, and the eyeballs hidden in the liquid hit the glass wall from time to time, making a thudding sound.
Thor had occasionally seen wizard apprentices, but none of them looked as terrifying as this woman.
but……
"I think so." Facing the woman's head, Thor answered in a low but firm voice.
It is better to die in the pursuit of power than to worry about becoming fertilizer all the 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, seven or eight of them 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."
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"A second-level wizard apprentice, Kongsha. If you can pass the test to become a wizard apprentice, remember to choose Mentor Kaz."
"I understand, Master Kongsha. My name is..."
"No need." Kong Sha interrupted him, "Wait until you become a wizard apprentice, then tell me your name."
Saul was silent.
Before becoming a wizard's apprentice, he was just a servant to Kong Sha who didn't even deserve a name.
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 looked back and the blood on the opposite side disappeared. He didn't know how Kong Sha did it.
The candlelight on the wall was almost bright yellow.
Thor quickly looked down the rest of the corridor.
There is 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 wipe the floor with white gloves.
Thor turned around and pushed the cart as fast as he could, finally running into the corridor on the fourth floor before the candlelight turned white.
He panted, put the debris back into the utility room, and took out the garbage.
"I finally finished it before the housekeeper checked."
Thor subconsciously wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his left hand, but his skin was scratched by the hard bones and it hurt.
"I still have no feeling of pain or even touch in my left hand."
He flexed a few fingers.
"But I can move freely now. Is this the power of witchcraft?"
After accepting that his left hand might permanently turn into bones, Thor was fascinated by the power contained in it.
He looked at his right hand again. Although it only looked thinner on the outside, Thor could feel the power hidden within.
He picked up a stone from the trash can in the utility room, squeezed it gently, and the stone broke into several pieces.
"The right hand should be the result of a successful experiment. The grip strength is very strong, far exceeding that of an average adult male. I think the grip strength of so-called warriors and knights in this world is no more than this."
Just by adding a few more ingredients, the effect of the potion varies so much.
Thor once again reaffirmed his determination to become a wizard's 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 watching his hands, he opened the door very slowly.
At this time, some discussions came from the door, which made Thor stop.
"That guy Thor hasn't come back yet. It looks like he's really dead this time."
"Humph, it's not easy for him to be alive today after offending a wizard apprentice."
"Alas, now that he's dead, we have to take turns getting up early to clean the corridor again."
There was silence in the room.
Thor frowned. Was it because the task of cleaning the corridor was a rotation? These people took advantage of his incomplete memory and pushed this dangerous job onto him?
After a while, someone spoke again in the room.
"If you 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 start the Dawn mission again. Who knows when he will die inexplicably."
"Who says dawn missions have to be rotated?"
"how?"
"We have been asking Thor to clean the corridor. Didn't the butler say anything? Let George do it starting tomorrow."
"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 they all started talking about who would be the next unlucky person.
"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 ferocious smiles after their joy.
The laughing boy was called Brown. He was the strongest and most powerful of the male servants, and he also slept on the far left of the bunk bed.
He can enjoy the best light source and the honor of being the first to get his meal.
This was all achieved with fists.
Now, a little kid actually dared to disobey his arrangements. Brown pressed his joints and vowed to let Thor know what the rules are!
Brown walked over and raised his fist without saying a word.
“Bang!”
However, Brown's punch was blocked by Saul's right hand.
"Bastard!" Brown didn't expect Thor to react so quickly, and he wanted to pull his hand back and attack again.
But he soon found that his hand was held tightly and he couldn't pull it out.
How come he didn't know that Thor was so strong?
He is so skinny that he looks like a ten-year-old child.
Thor felt the power coming back from his right hand.
Xiao Pa Cai! He had no expression on his face and exerted a little force.
“Crack!”
“Aaaaaa——”
Brown immediately curled up in pain.
As soon as Thor let go of his hand, Brown immediately fell to the ground holding his hand and twitching.
(End of this chapter)
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