Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 408 Rats and the General Trend

Ruger's reaction successfully piqued Kurt's interest.

"Lord Ruger, would you like to catch mice with me?"

Kurt said with a smile.

"Of course, it would be my honor to serve Lord Kurt."

Ruger replied in a very serious tone.

Kurt seemed quite curious as to why Ruger would be interested in this, but instead of asking immediately, he chose to observe with a smile, keeping the little pleasure to himself.

The two began to wander around again, and also took the opportunity to solve the problem of breakfast.

As they walked slowly, each lost in their own thoughts, exchanging a few words here and there, they moved from the bustling streets to the quieter ones. Ruger realized that there were still many places in this small town he hadn't been to yet, and he would occasionally take the opportunity to ask Lord Kurt a question along the way.

Does the existence of faith help to inspire creativity?

As Ruger walked, he pondered something and blurted it out.

He always felt that, in addition to his own efforts, there seemed to be a faint, invisible force helping him.

Kurt paused for a moment, then smiled slightly.

"It seems you are well-suited to the path of a faith wizard. It is said that those who are suited to this path will experience similar anomalies to yours during the period after they have just created their own god..." Kurt said as they walked. "A wizard once studied this and it seems that some people who are blessed by the spirit will have this phenomenon. There is a saying that gods... from a certain peculiar perspective, are a kind of spiritual creation. Therefore, these kinds of wizards are more suitable to walk this path, and they are more likely to cause this anomaly when they walk this path. It is the fluctuation of their own spirituality brought about when they create their own god."

Ruger listened, seemingly understanding but not quite, his eyes growing brighter and brighter, before falling into deep thought.

Seeing Ruger deep in thought, Kurt smiled faintly and gradually walked towards a quieter place.

The so-called creation of gods, for someone like Luger who got involved halfway through, is naturally the process of selecting a vessel to which to be placed. For him, it is the process of transforming the scruffy number one into a god-like being.

What Ruger was really pondering was the casual remark Kurt had made.

If he had been able to access all of this long ago, he would have definitely chosen to walk the path of a faith wizard. But even though it is very suitable for him now, and he has already embarked on this path, he still feels it is a bit too late, since his meditation method is not good enough to match it.

Perhaps he is better than the other halfway entrants, better in the choice of the object of his affection. Zamao No. 1 was born with spirituality and came from him, which is an extremely special and good choice. Its birth itself also requires a certain amount of luck and environment. The choices of the other halfway entrants, or even people like Kurt who are on the right path, their gods are still in a stage of insufficient spirituality and undeveloped mind. Zamao No. 1's annoying nagging would be like heavenly music to Kurt and others.

The two unknowingly walked to the blacksmith's shop again.

The clanging and banging sounds brought Luger back to his senses.

He looked up at the blacksmith shop, and Lord Kurt also slowed his pace.

“They’ve all forgotten about you…” Ruger said.

Kurt smiled slightly.

“That’s interesting, isn’t it? But I did eventually graduate successfully, fulfilling my childhood dream. However, you’re mistaken about one thing,” Kurt said softly. “The premise that they forgot me was that I forgot them first, not in the conventional sense of forgetting… I stuffed my childhood dream and the joy of success into God’s heart to ensure my ascension. I was very peaceful during those days of preparation because I had done everything I could…”

Kurt maintained a faint smile.

"If I still fail, then it is fate's arrangement, and I will accept it calmly. After stuffing those things into the heart of God, I also forgot about them for a time, but the powerful mental strength of the wizard apprentices made me remember them again, while they could not... Although they are only false gods now, and were not even false gods before, they are still divine beings after all. The invisible force has distorted the perception of old Ethan and the others... You must know, this place, this island, is the pastureland of their faith..."

God of sorrow.

Ruger listened attentively and nodded slowly, feeling that he had learned something new.

At the same time, I was amazed at how well these guys prepared for their promotions.

It seems that the more experienced the wizard apprentices are without a teacher's guidance, the more complicated their preparations become. They try to do everything they can think of. Given the many failures Ruger has seen along the way, they must have witnessed even more.

Before they knew it, they had arrived at a secluded spot. Kurt remained silent for quite some time.

Ruger blinked, already having a guess in his mind.

Suddenly, three figures blocked Luger's path.

Ruger stopped and looked at their wizard robes, then glanced at the three men's heads, which were barely passable.

The three did not speak immediately, their expressions revealing neither joy nor anger, as they also sized up Luger.

"Is something wrong?"

Ruger didn't want to waste his time with them.

The three men continued to scrutinize him, and only spoke after a long while.

"This is truly a fine island, a fine city, with three smaller towns surrounding this great city... Few faces show signs of distress; on the streets, three out of ten people are laughing at each other. Even in the filthy corners of the smaller towns, no one has starved to death. This is truly astonishing. I never imagined that such a remote place could have such an island, Your Excellency—"

The visitor paused in his speech.

A long-brewing magical fluctuation subtly enveloped the three of them.

Ruger didn't see himself as the main character of the event; he was just there to experiment with magic. The real protagonist was a wizard who hadn't yet had time to announce his identity, or perhaps didn't want to.

A short gasp escaped.

The eyebrows and hair of the three men fell out completely, scattered like fallen leaves.

The three glared at each other angrily.

Luger stepped forward with a smile, his foul-smelling skin flashing by.

Since the wizard Kurt might not want to reveal his skills casually, he wouldn't mind doing him a small favor.

Meanwhile, he was also thinking to himself, "The magic modification is a success!"
"My lord, I'm leaving this place to you."

Ruger joked, glancing at Kurt beside him. Those people had completely ignored him earlier, which meant he had probably used some kind of trick.

Kurt sized up Ruger.

"If I were still a wizarding apprentice, I probably wouldn't be a match for you..."

Kurt smiled and slowly walked toward the three apprentices who had fainted on the ground.

Two storage pouches floated into Kurt's hands, and he gently wiped away the arcane mark left by the wizard apprentice.

Ruger, who had already turned to leave, saw the two bags flying towards him and immediately beamed with joy.

After exchanging large magic stones with Mahama last time, he only had a pitiful amount of standard magic stones left. It would be good if he had some magic stones in these two pockets. Of course, these wizard apprentices are not like the travelers he had met before. They probably only carry part of their wealth with them. They should all have their own islands.

Kurt carried the three of them away into the distance.

Ruger caught the two storage bags that flew towards him, bowed slightly to the departing figure, and turned to leave with a satisfied smile.

"That thing seems to have been confirmed to fall into the territory of the Three Flames Divine Palace... I don't know if it's good or bad... I don't know what kind of impact it will have... but some people have already begun to look for a way out..."

Kurt's sigh reached my ears softly.

Luger paused slightly, beaming with delight, glanced up at the world falling from the sky, and then continued on his way.

(End of this chapter)