Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 348 Demons and Choices
Since being brought here from that assessment and involved in this matter, his biggest realization, aside from all the messy feelings he's had, is that there are many talented people here. They have different personalities and their natures vary, but it's undeniable that they are all outstanding. Especially among the last hundred or so people, the feeling that they are all tacitly intelligent is particularly strong. Therefore, Luger firmly believes that the man and woman who came here with him are among the best of the best.

This makes the probability of selecting him even lower.

Although he didn't believe that the Holy Tribunal would deliberately deceive them, a few junior apprentices, into dancing with this demon, there must indeed be some benefits to it.

But instinctively, he didn't want to have another uncontrollable magical pet or multiple coexisting consciousnesses within him.

He had considerable faith in the Holy Tribunal because he had seen many strange people in the City of Burning Blood. He was even more convinced of a wizard's desire to advance further, and that no matter how dangerous the task, how many sacrifices, or how great the cost, someone would do it.

Gulu!
The thing floating in mid-air in front of them twisted slightly.

Ruger looked at it and couldn't believe it was a demon; he couldn't even find its mouth.

Gradually, Luger heard its heartbeat, a strong and powerful heartbeat that beat only once every now and then, like a heavy hammer, bringing a trembling muffled sound.

If it truly becomes a summoned creature, will it still be the same? What does the Holy Inquisition want to take from it?
Ruger suddenly realized that the Holy Tribunal's involvement in the matter did not necessarily mean that the Holy Tribunal wanted the item; perhaps the Holy Tribunal was simply doing this for the Supreme Council.

Hululu!
The strange demon tilted and floated in mid-air, then flipped halfway around.

Luger watched it quietly, sensing that the creature seemed to be caught in some kind of dilemma.

This made him tense up again after he had just relaxed.

Ruger began to observe it boldly and carefully.

The more I look at it, the more awkward it feels.

What does it look like? Like a stomach? Big and chubby in the middle, with long, thin ends, but it doesn't look like a normal tail. Or maybe it looks like a curled-up baby? Or a curled-up maggot?
Gulu!
The strange demon spun halfway around again, this time returning to its original position.

Ruger went further and confirmed that it was caught in some kind of dilemma.

"You're very good..."

A voice rang in Ruger's ear.

"But...I can't...choose you...it's such a pity..."

The voice spoke again, and at the same time, the black wooden door reappeared in front of Ruger.

Ruger pursed his lips and reached out to grip the doorknob.

"goodbye……"

As Ruger opened the door, the voice whispered in his ear once more.

It even said goodbye, and it said goodbye to me.

With that thought in mind, Ruger took a step out, but not into the room, but directly outside the house.

The middle-aged wizard descended from the sky.

Ruger looked at him, and he looked at Ruger, instantly understanding what it meant.

A hint of disappointment flashed across the middle-aged wizard's face, but he was not completely disappointed.

Ruger looked around. This time, he was the first wizard apprentice to come out. In other words, whether the middle-aged wizard's expectations would be disappointed or not, the wizard still had two more chances.

That's alright, Ruger thought, and he also felt a bit of anticipation for watching the show.

"grown ups."

Luger bowed normally.

The middle-aged wizard nodded without saying a word, gesturing for him to stand aside.

Luger naturally obeyed and waited on the side. He hadn't received the merit stone reward yet, so he wouldn't leave even if he was told to.

The plan succeeded. Ruger licked his lips. Judging from the experience of the apprentice Seeker of Law, Grimm, obtaining a decent Ascension Ritual within such a large organization wasn't easy; the amount of internal exchange items required was considerable. Grimm had only mentioned exchanging so-called merits; he wondered if it involved these merit stones.

"Emanuel's apprentice?"

After seeing Luger come out, the middle-aged wizard probably assumed that the other two would be quick as well, so he didn't hide in the sky anymore.

But this sudden conversation caught Luger off guard, who was feeling quite pleased with himself.

He thought about it for a moment, and realized that this somewhat unfamiliar name was indeed his half-teacher. The reason he said half-teacher was because he hadn't even stepped into the master's school yet.

However, he did indeed reap the benefits.

“Yes, sir,” Ruger said after a moment’s thought, bowing slightly.

"Don't be surprised. The tokens of a demon wizard's disciple are slightly different, made of better materials. This one should last you a long time. Besides, there's a fairly obvious trace of that guy's intentionally left on your token..."

The middle-aged wizard said with a chuckle.

Ruger fiddled with the small, round, black object, which seemed to be made from the material of a demon's horn. It seemed to still have some use even after the assessment.

"I don't know my teacher..."

Ruger spoke softly, but before he could finish, he was still speaking.

“I don’t know much about your faction, but he did go off to do something and hasn’t shown up for a long time,” the middle-aged wizard turned to look at the furry Ruger with interest. “I’m barely friends with him. If he doesn’t show up within three years, you might consider switching your allegiance to me… I still think highly of you…”

Ruger paused for a moment, then silently bowed again.

As a wizarding apprentice, there's absolutely no way to respond to this with words.

creak!

With a soft sound.

Two figures, a man and a woman, appeared before them.

Luger also looked up and followed the sound.

Before anything could be discerned from the male wizard apprentice's face, the mist suddenly stirred and swirled, and in an instant the house vanished, the churning mist stopped and gradually dissipated.

It must have been a success, Ruger thought.

Ruger stopped scrutinizing the witch apprentice before even looking at her.

The middle-aged wizard stood by with a smile on his face.

is it.

It's him too.

Ruger looked at the male apprentice. Originally of ordinary appearance, his unique temperament brought a touch of handsomeness to him. He also had a strange feeling, a unique temperament, and a sense of vicissitude, which coexisted in a wonderful way with his original spirited youth.

It is symbiotic, residing within the body, and did not choose to become a magical pet.

Ruger made this judgment.

"Good, very good, you deserve it."

As the middle-aged wizard spoke, he waved his hand, and three more beams of light fell upon the tokens carried by the three individuals.

Will it be double?

Ruger thought to himself, but didn't dare to ask.

He rubbed the black token in his hand. This thing probably had a recording function and could be used to return to the territory of the Demon Hunter Wizard to exchange for so-called merit stones. After all, the previous two times he received merit stones, it was the same scene.

"Let's go, to where you're supposed to be. You come with me."

As the middle-aged wizard spoke, he took out a scroll and gently unfurled it, revealing a portal of light in front of them.

The middle-aged wizard glanced at Luger's bewildered expression again.

"Hold tight to the tokens in your hands."

He said in a deep voice, and then stepped into the portal of light.

The distinguished male apprentice also glanced at Ruger, and then followed closely behind.

The group entered one by one.

Holding the small object given to him by the teacher, half a foot, Ruger was the last to step into the portal.

When I opened my eyes again, the middle-aged wizard and the male apprentice were gone.

Before them was a spacious stone chamber, comparable to a banquet hall, though very simple. The female wizard apprentice was beside him, and in front of them stood more than a hundred wizard apprentices who looked somewhat familiar. They must all be participants from the canyon. More than a hundred pairs of eyes were watching the two who had suddenly appeared.

(End of this chapter)