Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 246 Deviation and Balance

Questioning tones and sentences often don't actually involve asking a question, nor do they require an answer from the other party.

Luger, who was standing to the side with his head down, thought of another point. A Nightmare Wizard who had successfully advanced could certainly be called a Wizard, but after successfully leaving that town, this Wizard did not seem to be free. Instead, he was still thinking about working for that old woman. It can be seen that it was not an easy thing to get rid of the old woman's control.

Mutress's two sentences are neither open to answering nor can they be answered.

Her companions, Ruger, did not see their fate either, and as for the so-called assistance, they could not refuse.

Ruger even believed that she might know more about the fate of her companions than the two of them did. Ruger had always suspected that the appearance of the Tree Hollow Nightmare had led Muriel to use the Nightmare Wizard Apprentice's abilities to hide in the town, which brought her into the old woman's greedy sight, and so on.

“If there is anything Lady Myrrhus needs us to do, we will do our best,” Leiden said respectfully.

Miu Triss was dressed in black, and with her passable looks and the smile she was wearing, she should have presented a rather beautiful and touching sight. However, Ruger was certain that anyone who saw her smile could sense her extremely bad mood.

"Then please cook a pot of soup first! The taste that day was truly unforgettable..."

Muzzle looked at the two of them with a smile.

Every time she moved her facial muscles to make a smile, the beautiful curve of her lips and her cold eyes seemed to reveal her terrible mood inside.

The two nodded in agreement and began preparations. Leiden was naturally the head chef, while Ruger was just assisting.

This reminded him of the time at the Mystery City Tavern, where he was constantly helping Leiden process various ingredients while dealing with a group of extremely difficult customers.

As for the current wizard, Mutress.

The fact that a wizard apprentice could still be filled with resentment after successfully advancing in his profession, combined with the experiment the old woman in that town was about to undertake, makes the answer quite obvious.

It's likely that Mutric's path as a wizard has drastically deviated from her intended course. Perhaps everything she meticulously prepared throughout her life was rendered futile just days ago, reduced to a mere speck of dust blown away by the wind. One could say that the old woman's experiment ruined her, destroyed the dream of a wizarding apprentice who had strived for so long, and the old woman might even feel she had been quite merciful. Of course, although it differed from Mutric's original plan, she still has room for future development, theoretically possessing limitless possibilities; it's just that her original plans need to be altered.

Ruger stirred the soup in the pot with a long-handled spoon, while Leiden, who was beside him, had already prepared most of the ingredients and began to put them into the pot in a specific order.

Although it differs from Mutric's original wizarding path, it is most likely based on the Nightmare Wizard. What the old woman tried must be related to it, so it's not too bad. Ruger glanced at Leiden, who picked up the boneless meat, and lifted the pot lid with him. If this guy who was stewing meat were to be the test subject, his bad mood would probably be a hundred times stronger than Mutric's if he succeeded in advancing.

Ruger busied himself with running around, not wanting to face the wizard sitting by the campfire alone.

But there's only so much to do, and when Leiden finished his work, Ruger had to settle down and sit quietly by the campfire. Glug, glug!

Ingredients of different sizes in the pot are swirling and turning as the soup boils.

The campfire flickered, casting its light on Mutress's face; the sky was already slightly darkening.

“Actually, what we need to do is very simple,” Mutress said with a smile, looking at the two of them. “We just need your help to sabotage the Supreme Council’s plans. It doesn’t necessarily have to be sabotage; she can’t do that yet. We’ll just help her gain some benefits.”

Seeing the awkward expressions on their faces, Muzzle continued to smile, her smile unchanged, but her mood seemed to have improved a little.

“I have to thank you for this. It was your little gift that gave her more ideas, so she asked for some resources that she hadn’t originally planned.” Muse stared at them, her gaze sweeping over their eyes.

Bubbling and bubbling in the pot, the aroma gradually fills the air.

“The High Council has designated wizard apprentices as the main force for exploration in this region. Each camp is led by only a first-ring wizard, and at most, a second-ring wizard is stationed in the upper-level camps. Moreover, they rarely take action, and even first-ring wizards are prohibited from excessively using spells beyond their level,” Mutris said. “Do you know why?”

Ruger looked at Leiden, who simply shook his head calmly.

“The Nightmare World is very strange, as if it has endless realms, but this newly discovered area is the safest…” she said in a deep voice.

Ruger thought about the two Nightmare Demons he had encountered and realized that this place might not be so safe after all.

This is only the area around their camp. The area that Mutris mentioned does not refer to the area around their small camp. They are just one of many camps. This exploration mission, which is expected to last for many years, is an open and vast mission, and naturally, it also covers a vast and open area.

"The creatures of the Nightmare World are mostly difficult to define in terms of strength. Even those that are extremely similar to this thing in the pot may have very different strengths. However, there is one exception in this world: the Nightmare World Lords. They are born from extreme mutations and countless coincidences, guided by the power of fate and spirituality. As far as I know, there are twenty-seven Nightmare Lords discovered in the boundless Nightmare World. Even the powerful wizards in the Supreme Council would find it difficult to kill them, or rather, there is no need to kill them, because they will be resurrected after death. The only lord that is recorded as completely dead was killed many years ago when this thing was first discovered, and it was done with great effort for the purpose of experimentation."

Muzzle looked at them, her words enough to capture their full attention.

But they weren't just interested in the content of the conversation. Ruger felt the topic was a bit too broad, which inevitably made them have some negative associations with what they were about to do.

"The reason this peculiar region is so safe, even quiet, is because two lords are being conceived—an unprecedented number. From the very beginning of their development, these two lords have been unconsciously vying for power here, slowing their birth and creating a stalemate that has lasted for countless years. They are dormant, having reached a strange balance. Wizards above the first level are restricted from casting spells here, precisely to prevent them from being awakened and disrupting that balance..."

Muzzles glanced at Ruger, then at the stunned Leiden, and smiled gently.

(End of this chapter)