Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 390 Changes and Similarities

Ruger's eyes lit up. The high-level wizard was indeed a high-level wizard. He had actually pointed out a brand new path to fight the curse. Although his teacher was not a true high-level wizard. The term "high-level wizard" was a general term that was used to refer to wizards in the fourth to sixth rings. However, Ruger believed that his mysterious teacher would definitely reach that level, and it wouldn't even take too long.

The devilish teacher maintained his unchanging smile, but his devilish face gave his gentle smile a layer of ferocity and majesty.

Seeing the changes around the demon teacher, Ruger knew that Lord Kurt's ritual was truly coming to an end.

Forge your own path.

It is estimated that many wizards have said similar things when teaching their students.

Or it could be that, based on their own path, they forge their own path. Lord Leiden is a similar case, inheriting the ideas of his deceased teacher and building upon them to forge his own path.

"Here, consider this a small gift. It's a notebook from a long time ago, detailing the process of creating the zero-ring spell, Demon Body, along with some subsequent ideas. It should be of some use to you—understand and learn from it, rather than following my path..."

The demon flicked his hand, and a black notebook flew over.

The black hard-covered notebook spun and flew toward Luger.

On that black cover, Luger sensed a distinct demonic aura; he wondered which demon's skin it was.

The devil teacher's figure began to flicker, but at this moment he revealed a thoughtful expression.

Ruger took the notebook, held it respectfully in his hands, and looked at the devilish teacher.

"Teacher, are you in demon form or human form right now?"

Finally, Ruger seized the last opportunity to ask the question that had been on his mind.

The devilish teacher, lost in thought, looked up and smiled.

"It's good that you're here. Since you're already here, just keep going. Don't worry about anything else. Just be your apprentice demon hunter, continue your training, accumulate power, research spells, learn knowledge, and understand yourself."

The demon spoke slowly and deliberately, his figure gradually becoming invisible.

Ruger held his notebook and quietly watched the devilish teacher's figure gradually disappear from the chair.

He blinked.

"Teacher? Are you still there? How can I find you in the future?"

Ruger admitted that he was somewhat dazed.

The enigmatic teacher, who is both profound and mysterious, can also be described as someone who hides his true identity and has no fixed abode.

Ruger blinked, watching the figure gradually disappear with anticipation.

Suddenly, the figure paused in its transformation, then became slightly clearer.

Click!

The black dining table in front of me split in two, and some of the stone slabs on the connected floor also crumbled.

The demon's hazy figure raised a hand and pointed at the notebook in Luger's hand, a flash of eerie light appearing.

"You can write your questions in the remaining blank space at the end of your notebook, but there are only three pages, so you can only ask three questions... As for finding me, that's not important. At least for you right now, enjoying the peace and progress you're making is your most precious asset... The weak have their own dangers, but also their own unique comforts..."

The demon's figure blurred again, disappearing even faster than before, until even the haze was completely invisible.

The spell that prevented the two from talking naturally disappeared as well.

Ruger spotted the wizard Zorn standing quietly in the distance first.

The man was holding a red wine bottle, drinking as he watched Kurt's creation strive to complete its final transformation. The ceremony was now completely over, and Lord Kurt had, after many twists and turns, successfully completed his ascension.

However, the so-called ascension to godhood of the God of Sorrow was delayed slightly and was interfered with by Zorn, resulting in it not being completed in sync with his ascension.

But it seems that it did not fail because of the delay, and there is no need to wait for another opportunity to make it complete its transformation into a god, as Kurt once said.

Luger watched quietly as well.

Originally, Kurt and his god of sorrow were the main characters here, the performers in the center of the stage, but now things are finally back on track.

Ruger thought to himself as he watched.

The awkwardly posed god of grief looked increasingly pleasing to the eye. The ascension ceremony was over, and it began to absorb the power that Kurt had prepared for it throughout the hall, which had been accumulating for decades, to complete its final transformation.

The two large black iron gates began to creak and twist.

The god of sorrow wore a comforting smile, a perfect arc, his eyelids drooping, one eye bleeding, the other weeping, exuding an indescribable aura.

As the two broken doors suddenly fell silent, the god of grief revealed that strange aura.

Ruger knew that Kurt had succeeded.

The true protagonist of tonight, with years of thorough preparation, withstood constant tests and did not fail due to a series of unexpected disturbances.

Ruger was pleased with the result and delighted to see his success.

It wasn't that he had a particularly deep friendship with His Excellency Kurt.

Rather, he had seen too many failures along the way, even though his experience wasn't particularly extensive. Each failure was unique, and he and Lord Kurt got along quite well. Without any conflict, he hoped to see more success, not only for Kurt but also to give himself some confidence.

Ruger tried to get up.

As the ceremony ended, the less-than-comfortable chair lost its initial appeal.

"Congratulations, Lord Kurt."

Ruger offered his sincere congratulations, while also paying attention to the change in address.

Kurt slowly opened his eyes.

The God of Grief transformed into a stream of light, just like Kurt had done at the banquet earlier. The light rushed straight towards Kurt's brow and disappeared, entering Kurt's mental space.

The newly minted wizard Kurt shook his head with a wry smile before getting up.

Ruger could tell from his expression that this wry smile was different from before. It naturally contained the joy that had been anticipated for many years, as well as a bit of helplessness, a bit of relief at surviving a disaster, and a bit of self-deprecation.

Ruger followed Kurt's gaze and saw that the wizard Zorn, who had been standing there, had disappeared after seeing Kurt's success.

"You still need to solidify the first-level spell, right? I'll be busy for a few more days, so I'll take my leave now, Lord Kurt."

Ruger thought for a moment and then said seriously.

He looked at Kurt in front of him. The guy seemed even younger. Although, according to his memory, his appearance hadn't changed much from before the dinner party, the feeling was undeniable—a vibrant energy, a lively vitality pulsating within him.

Kurt smiled wryly and said, "Becoming a full-fledged wizard has always been something I looked forward to, but right now, it doesn't feel so good..."

Luger laughed too.

“Lord Kurt, such remarks are too cruel to a wizard apprentice. I am the only apprentice present,” Ruger said with a joking tone, trying to comfort him.

(End of this chapter)