Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 471 Visits and Invitations

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The outline of a door appeared beside Luger's bed. As the outline became clearer, the door was slowly opened a crack.

Luger suddenly woke up and was about to subconsciously dispel the spell in his hand when he suddenly realized what was happening and raised his hand to aim the gray bullet at the door that had inexplicably appeared in the room.

The person behind the door seemed to hesitate for a while, pausing after pushing it open a crack before slowly widening the door again. Although the person was not yet visible, a blurry, furtive image had already appeared in Luger's mind.

Ruger, on the contrary, relaxed a little. Such sneaky behavior could not possibly indicate someone with high strength.

Ruger's first thought was of the island beneath his feet and Lord Kurt. Perhaps Lord Kurt's enemies wanted to seize the island by some special means. But then he dismissed this absurd idea. What was so great about a remote island in the dark range that anyone would covet? It only had such great value to its master, Kurt, who had painstakingly built it up. And all the people on it were his followers.

Luger suddenly opened his mouth slightly.

After his initial panic subsided, he suddenly realized that the door looked familiar—the unevenly colored door panels and the beautiful brass pull rings.

A pair of long ears peeked out from behind the door, then quickly withdrew. It seemed the person behind the door had grabbed the ears. This time, a hairy forehead appeared first, followed by a pair of bright, darting eyes.

“My friend, is that you! Ruger, my furry friend, my friend with the long, big mouth!” came a slightly excited voice from behind the door.

Ruger laughed, he laughed the moment the ear popped out, because he had once left his secret mark on those long, big ears at the other party's request.

This has only happened once.

"Of course it's me, Tuzel, my rabbit friend, long time no see."

Ruger dispelled the spell in his hand.

Rabbit Tuzel slipped out from behind the door, and like a thief, first cautiously looked around the room, then suddenly rushed up and gave Ruger a big hug.

"Oh, these wretched places of yours are really annoying. Three times, three times, three times in total, I've tried to come and play with you three times, but each time I failed. Either I couldn't open the door, or there was a terrible aura on the other side. My friend, are you having fun? Have you been bullied? If anyone has, come with me. I'll always save a room for you in my rabbit hutch... I can even grow vegetables for you to eat, you'll never go hungry..."

Tuzel the rabbit circled around, looking Luger up and down, and became quite excited as he spoke.

“You are more important to this world than you think, my friend. You seem to have lost weight and gotten shorter... Well, although you are too tall, you are not really of much use…” Tuzel stared wide-eyed at Luger’s height.

Ruger, however, seemed somewhat puzzled by his words.

"What do you mean by being important to this world?" Ruger blinked curiously.

“What? Of course it’s because you’re my friend! My one and only friend in the world!” the rabbit said without hesitation.

It was as if it were a matter of course; anyone he considered a friend was of world-class importance.

And he is the center of the world.

Luger found it quite amusing to watch his confident demeanor and the way his ears twitched back and forth.

"You can find me just by using my arcane mark?" Ruger said.

The rabbit shook its finger and straightened its collar. "That's not about finding you, but about opening the door to you. We have a beautiful bridge of friendship between us, so I can open the door to you anytime. Oh, of course, like I said, there are times when I can't open it..." Tuzel said.

There are times when I'm afraid to open it.

Ruger added in his mind.

Tuzel suddenly twitched his nose, leaned forward, and sniffed back and forth on Ruger.

"My friend, you have a wonderful scent, a rich and beautiful spiritual scent that only I can smell. My friend, you are truly blessed by the spirits. There's also a hint of the scent of spatial fragments. Oh, that's because I've lived here for so long that I'm a bit sensitive. Besides these, there's another wonderful, natural scent..."

Tuzel the rabbit kept sniffing.

"Oh, by the way, these things are for you. I cultivated them all. Although I'm still the same every day, as you should know, it's completely different now. I feel like I'm starting to enjoy this life. The life that I've repeated countless times has changed. Maybe it's because of my mood, but the success rate of cultivating these things has increased many, many times over. Maybe I'm starting to receive spiritual blessings. This... and this... take them all. You should eat more, my friend... You used to be so tall..."

Tuzel kept pulling out oddly shaped things, which looked like radishes, mushrooms, and some strange fruits. Soon Luger's arms were full, but Tuzel kept putting them on, even standing on tiptoe to place a flower on top.

"Don't underestimate that little thing. It's incredibly intelligent. I water it with well water every day. It can be used to make tea. Just put it in water and let it steep for a while. The first brew will be very bitter, but the second brew will become sweet, and then it will get sweeter and sweeter. Isn't that amazing? You've definitely never seen anything like it."

Rabbit Tuzel put down the little black flower, clapped his hands, and said...

Ruger looked at the small mountain of things in his hands.

“I have a suggestion you might consider. For example, I could introduce you to some friends who are even more interesting than me,” Ruger said, tilting his head.

The rabbit's ears twitched suddenly.

“No, no, no, I am Tuzel the rabbit. Tuzel doesn’t need many friends. It would be too reckless for me to trust only you. I am Tuzel the great, unique, and most peculiar spirit creature. Not just anyone is qualified to be my friend…” Tuzel understood what Ruger meant and immediately began to shake his head.

"Of course!"

Luger poked his head out from behind the pile of things he was holding and immediately interrupted the rabbit.

“So, they’re some unique friends, and they can turn these things into something you’ve never tried before, something truly unique. Like you said, they trust me, they believe in me. Yes, they’re a group of friends who came together because they believe in me… and it will be delicious,” Ruger said.

“Oh, yes, I believe you, of course I believe you. Some… wretched wizard apprentices?” Tuzel flicked his ear, as if he had thought of something.

"Unfortunately, there are no wizard apprentices, just a few hairy guys like you."

Seeing that Tuzel was actually somewhat tempted and also somewhat fearful the moment he made the suggestion, Ruger simply waved his hand and opened the spatial gate.

The scent of the bedroom made Tuzel sniff again.

It seems that the scent of that leaf is very appealing to spiritual beings.

“Although, but…” Tuzel spoke again.

Ruger didn't give him a chance to speak and pushed Tuzel inside. In fact, the moment the rabbit tried to enter the space, Ruger could have used the secret mark left on him to take him in, but he was afraid of scaring the guy.

(End of this chapter)