Wizard Immortality

Chapter 13: A Black Pot (Please Read)
The mine was white under the moonlight, with no green plants among the gravel and sand.

The night wind and the dust it raises are fascinating.

The smoke from the charred corpse had not yet dissipated, and the smell of burnt barbecue began to fill the air.

Everyone had not yet recovered from the shock of death.

I saw a thin figure walking out of the duty cabin slowly and standing on the wooden steps in silence.

Eyes with different expressions turned to the figure.

Tonight is Vic and Jeff's night shift.

The senior apprentice in charge frowned, and seeing that everyone was still standing there in a daze, he shouted angrily, "What are you all doing standing here? Are you waiting to die?! Go search the surroundings!"

Amiya Vergara, the wizard apprentice who was in charge of Vic's group of guard knights, walked quickly to Jeff's charred body, carrying her small backpack.

After checking, the girl's expression gradually became solemn.

Almost all the burnable parts of the body were burned, leaving only the calcium in the bones.

Obviously.

The wizard who performed the action had profound attainments in fire magic. He did not look like an ordinary wizard apprentice. He was most likely a senior apprentice with great strength.

After reaching a conclusion.

Amiya quickly returned and reported her findings to Brody.

But wizards are an extremely cunning and cruel group of guys.

After listening to the report, Brody quickly discovered the suspicious points.

He is different from the young apprentices who are obsessed with experiments. Over the years, he has fought with many senior apprentices and has rich combat experience.

Starting from Amiya's analysis, he realized that Jeff was not burned to death by fire witchcraft, but someone made his flesh and blood into spellcasting materials.

Ordinary senior apprentices cannot do this.

At least he was not prepared in this regard when he first established his knowledge system.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the witchcraft fire to evaporate all the water in a person's body and burn all the combustible materials in the body in less than twenty seconds.

second.

Although he had only seen the shift schedule once, he knew clearly that the young knight named Vic would be on duty with Jeff tonight.

Why is that boy still alive?

Think of this.

Brody motioned to Amiya to bring Vic over, he had something to ask.

After Amiya found Vic outside the cabin, she did not hold him accountable on the spot, but instead became concerned about Vic's safety.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

But from Vic's perspective.

There is something morbidly strange about such concern.

They are not familiar with each other.

But Vic didn't delve into it. He didn't want to get too involved with this kind of person, so he said, "I'm fine."

After meeting Brody.

This hot-tempered senior apprentice had a cold look in his eyes, which was like a sharp knife, and he tried to see through Vic's thoughts.

At the same time, use mental magnetic field to put pressure on Vic.

"You were on duty with him today. Who did you see?"

Only one of the two people died, and Brody had reason to suspect that Vic was in collusion with hostile forces.

Faced with the mental pressure from the senior apprentice, even Vic felt a little uncomfortable.

But he remained calm and said methodically, "I didn't see anyone else."

Brody snorted coldly and said in a bad tone, "I don't care about that. I want to know why you didn't report to me immediately after your partner was attacked?

Humph.

If you really know something, you'd better tell me immediately. I can let you off the hook for now, but if you hide anything from me, you will bear the consequences at your own risk."

The words fell.

Brody's mental pressure weighed heavily on Vic's body.

at this moment.

The body of this bald old apprentice was as tall and majestic as an insurmountable mountain, full of oppression and making it hard to breathe.

Vic knew this was a common tactic used during witch trials.

He remained unmoved, lowered his head, and spoke clearly about his understanding, without showing any guilt because he was the one who killed the person.

Instead, he remained calm and composed.

“I consider this a warning, Lord Brodie.

Besides, it didn’t matter whether I reported it in time or not. If it was an invasion by hostile wizards, there should be two charred corpses in the square now.

All I know is that Mr. Jeff went out once an hour ago, probably to pee."

Brody narrowed his eyes and looked deeply at Vic.

He could clearly tell that this was a statement Vic had prepared in advance; there were no flaws in his tone or expression, and there were no loopholes in his logic.

Although he did not seem to care much about the daily work of the guard knights, he had carefully investigated the identity and background of everyone in the mine to avoid any spies from hostile forces.

Strictly speaking, Vic, who is only eighteen years old this year and was born as a family servant, may have the cleanest background among them.

If the people of the Raven Wizarding Society had started with a poor boy thousands of miles away more than ten years ago, just to plan for a mine.

Then he had nothing to say.

If one really has such a powerful predictive ability, then anything he does would be more valuable than a mine.

Although Brody believed that Vic was not lying, his intuition told him that the young knight must be hiding something from him.

Because from head to toe, his calm and composed demeanor didn't seem like that of a teenager who had just entered the wizarding world. Instead, he looked like a first-level wizard with great scheming.

It's impossible to see through.

He knew Vic's background.

How come a young man with such excellent character, despite his lack of talent, is ignored in the academy?
Now to real people.

Such qualities are born for wizards.

calm.

Unflappable.

When faced with emergencies, think clearly.

Brody's idea was completely within Vic's calculations.

He knew very well that no one would suspect a young knight like him after he used witchcraft to kill Jeff.

Although Vic doesn't like to do evil to others and keeps a low profile.

But he would not allow someone who had made an enemy of him to run around freely and hinder him in the future.

That's why he acted decisively and killed it without leaving any chance.

Brody didn't continue to embarrass Vic.

He restrained his mental focus, frowned, and looked around the mine, trying to find some suspicious figures.

Then he said to Vic, "Are you a student of the August class of 733?"

Vic nodded respectfully.

Brody said bluntly, "I admire your ability to stay calm in times of crisis. When you return to the academy, come and work in my alchemy workshop."

Vic wanted to refuse, but doing so might anger the other party, so he had to agree.

"understood."

Vic's attitude was neither humble nor arrogant. The more Brody looked at the young man, the more he liked him. He thought to himself, that idiot Kels only had Soul Stone in his mind.

He doesn't cultivate such talents and lets them go to waste. Why not let me do it?

Amiya was secretly observing the conversation between the two. There was an inexplicable look of disappointment in her eyes, and her throat moved slightly, as if she was swallowing saliva.

If a person has an identity or background in the academy, she will have no room to take action.

What a pity to waste such a young body that was just what she wanted.

Come to think of it, she quite likes boys like Vic. They must taste very good.

Tsk.

at the same time.

Two pairs of eyes lurking in the darkness quietly watched everything that happened in the mine.

"Did you do it?"

"No."

"I didn't do anything either."

"Are there wizards from other forces lurking around? Weird."

(End of this chapter)