This wizard only wants to take students.

Chapter 204 Blood-Splattered Library
"It seems that although these are the books collected by the Trujillo family, they are formed by my subconscious mind, so these books are all books that I have read or have some impression of. They come from the impressions in my memory, which also conforms to some settings in the dream..."

Lucian was also very interested in the structure of this real place deep in the dream world. He originally thought that all the allusions to this dream world should come from the owner of the dream, but judging from the collection of books here, some of these dreams might also come from his own dreams or subconscious allusions.

So is there anything I can do with this?
Lucian was thinking in his mind, but his hands did not stop moving. Instead, he quickly searched for any suspicious objects, especially the "pen" mentioned by Count Sanasis before.

In order to speed up, Lucian quickly released his mental power and used it as a tentacles to start checking the information around him, which also accelerated his treasure hunting speed a lot.

“Hmm? This is the ink.” Lucian suddenly discovered something. He quickly walked to a table and found three drops of ink emitting a golden halo from an ink bottle.

“This ink screen can hold this special ink. It may be a valuable item. Let’s take it away.” Lucian quickly put it away and continued to look for the “pen” that Count Sanasis had specifically reminded him of.

But suddenly, the sound of footsteps made Lucian stop. He held his breath and quickly hid his tracks behind a bookshelf. He slowly and quietly distanced himself from the suspected player and used his mental power to perceive or spy on him from a distance.

It seemed to be a young woman... She was also looking for something... Lucian slowly retreated, and at the same time, he used his mental perception to try to avoid the unknown existence by moving around and continue looking for his target.

But what made Lucian helpless was that this uninvited guest happened to choose the area he had not explored yet. If he did not want to miss the pen that Count Sanasis had suggested, he could only choose to go in the same direction as that guy. In a subtle way, the two had become competitors.

"She seems to be relying on her vision to search. Even if she is a role played by a powerful person, that person is not good at perception and detection. In this situation, I still have the advantage. I will leave as soon as I find the 'pen'." Lucian gritted his teeth. He planned to take a risk this time.

Of course, this was also because the ink he had just obtained gave him a certain confidence.

Tap, tap, tap... The crisp sound of women's leather shoes stepping on the wooden floor is particularly obvious in the quiet environment.

Lucian held his breath and squatted down quickly, relying on the advantage of his small body. Curled up in the shadows, his breath was restrained to the extreme, but a drop of ink had appeared in his hand, ready to burst out suddenly at the critical moment.

Fortunately, the sound of leather shoes came from far away and then gradually faded away. At the closest moment, he was only two bookshelves away from the owner of the leather shoes.

Pen...pen...

Lucian stood up quickly, and at the same time relied on his mental tentacles to quickly sense the surrounding environment. Suddenly, he found the pen mentioned by Count Sanasis before. At this time, the latter was lying quietly on an oak table in the distance.

This is a classical feather pen that looks extremely exquisite. The front part of the pen body is made of metal. The main body of the pen is black and engraved with gold patterns, giving people a simple and elegant feeling.

However, the appearance of the pen is secondary. What is important is that according to Lucian's perception, there are two drops of special golden ink inside the cavity of this feather pen that stores ink.

Obviously, this is a special feather pen related to golden ink, and it is also the important prop that Count Sanasis reminded him to get!
Lucian took a step forward and approached the latter's position carefully and quickly.

However, he soon stopped and his expression turned a little ugly, because in his mental perception, the unknown guy seemed to have discovered the oak table over there and was rushing towards the location of the oak table.

How to do?
Lucian thought quickly that perhaps the other party’s goal was not the oak table. However, if she was also a “player”, then she only needed to approach the oak table to check it out. If she found the golden ink inside the quill pen, she would definitely notice the specialness of this quill pen…

Thinking of this, Lucian no longer hesitated. He turned around, crouched down and took a shortcut to rush towards the unknown existence.

"Who!" A cold female voice sounded, and there seemed to be a hint of panic in it.

However, what responded to her was Lucian's brazen attack, and the first one launched was the mental shock formed by the mental force field!

boom--

Lucian did not dare to hesitate at all, because the moment he suddenly attacked, he felt that the ink he had obtained was being consumed at an alarming rate.

He looked at the person who looked like a noble lady, and didn't have time to think about it. A wizard's notebook appeared in his hand. The next moment, the wizard's notebook opened, and as a page flew out, a witchcraft was formed at this moment. First-level witchcraft, Shadow Hand·Revised!
This is a first-level sorcery that Lucian exchanged for from the underground library of Graybone Academy. When he exchanged it before, he wanted to use this sorcery to capture the nightmare creature Adeline. However, in subsequent battles, Lucian rarely had the opportunity to use this sorcery.

However, at this time, this magic was very useful, because it was the magic with the least noise among the first-level magics that Lucian mastered. After the system upgrade, the fluctuations caused by this magic were even more obscure than some zero-level magics, which could be said to be the best choice for doing bad things.

"You..." The noble lady seemed to want to say something, but Lucian did not give her the chance. He manipulated the shadow hand without hesitation and grabbed the latter's head.

boom--

The noble lady, who was two or three meters away from [Lula], had her head exploded by the Hand of Shadow. The blood and brain matter splattered everywhere, making the whole scene look quite terrifying.

“No—” Lucian raised his head indifferently, silently watching a somewhat illusory figure slowly emerging from the body of the noble lady.

The aura emanating from this figure was no weaker than that of Lucian, and he was obviously also an opponent at the level of a formal wizard. And judging from his strong and sturdy figure, perhaps he was a melee warrior who was good at fighting, somewhat similar to a body-refining wizard. However, under the rules of this dream world, even though he had a terrifying body, he could not use it to protect the identity he possessed.

Under the suppression of the rules of the dream world, the burly "player" still wanted to struggle, but in the next moment, he was directly annihilated by the rules. The remaining energy was absorbed by Lucian under the guidance of the rules, making Lucian feel that the purity of his mental power had suddenly leaped.

However, what surprised Lucian was that the dead identity of this player did not resurrect because of the annihilation of that player. She was still lying in front of Lucian in the same "headshot" posture, and a large number of items were precipitated on the surface of her body, including an ink bottle with five drops of ink.

“These should be the relics of that powerful man.” Lucian put these things into his storage ring without hesitation. At the same time, he lowered his head slightly and looked at his third drop of ink.

At this time, the golden luster emitted by the drop of ink has become a little dim, and it is obvious that some of the energy inside has been used up.

"Huh, I didn't expect that the ink would be consumed so quickly during a full-scale battle..." Lucian secretly thanked himself, then quickly walked to the oak table and hid the feather pen in his arms.

When he was about to leave the library, he couldn't help but look at the corpse inside the library. He just felt that the death of this identity might bring some unexpected changes to him or to the plot of this dream world.

“Forget it. I’m just playing the role of a child, a five-year-old child.” Lucian shrugged helplessly. He didn’t have the ability to resurrect the dead, so after a moment of uneasiness, he quickly left the library and thought about how to deal with any unexpected situation.

Outside the library, the gathering was still going on, but the people in front of them had dispersed inside the manor, enjoying various entertainments, and around Rafar was a group of beautiful women, some near and some far away.

Count Fuller, who had previously had a conflict with Rafar, was nowhere to be seen at this time, as if he had left early.

"That group of guys... I guess if we catch them all and kill them one by one, there will probably be players that slip through the net. Unfortunately, the setting of this world seems to revolve around that guy, so there are also 'identities' that are not possessed by players that will be involved, and they cannot be used as a basis for judging whether they are players or not."

Lucian took a look from a distance and, taking advantage of his age, began to move among the crowd, allowing this inconspicuous supporting role to quickly blend into the crowd.

"Sorry to bother you... Sorry..."

While participating in various games, Lucian was also quietly sensing the movements around him.

"Ms. Somaya!"

"Ms. Somaya!"

Suddenly, a somewhat anxious voice echoed inside the venue.

"Has anyone seen Miss Somaya?" A female voice with a hint of crying sounded, making the originally cheerful and lively venue a little quiet.

(End of this chapter)