Clinging to the Witcher world to become a god of martial arts

Left with no other option, Count Renault could only send an envoy to deliver some "small gifts" to the supervisor in charge of investigating the matter.

Although merit is the most important thing for Black Tower wizards, as they need merit to exchange for things such as cultivation resources.

But frankly speaking, regulators don't face much danger, nor do they receive high performance bonuses each month.

Given limited achievements, the equitable distribution of resources becomes even more important.

If one can take advantage of their position to gain some benefits, wouldn't that be a way to save money and gain merit by exchanging certain resources?

The regulators in charge of investigating Rudolph's disappearance were quite pleased with this.

After receiving the "small gift," he immediately got to work, and things quickly progressed.

They're posting missing person notices in the market area again, and offering rewards for information...

Finally, a stable owner claimed to know Rudolf's group's whereabouts, but refused to provide any information.

Count Renault knew perfectly well that this was because the other party felt the bounty was too low and wanted to ask for an exorbitant amount, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Therefore, we chose to visit them in person to discuss the specific details.

"The information I have might help you find your son."

The stable owner found a small booklet, placed it on the table, and pushed it in front of Count Reynolds.

"What is this?" Count Reno's relaxed facial muscles tightened slightly as he picked up the booklet and began to flip through it.

"The breathing technique my son has been practicing." After a while, Count Reno's dry, trembling hands placed the booklet back on the table.

"When we rented the horses, Reiko didn't have enough magic crystals, so this is the breathing technique she gave me as collateral. I copied it down."

"How is that possible... I send large sums of magic crystals to the Black Tower every month!"

"Please calm down, my lord. You also know about the wizards of the Black Tower... In the end, very few magic crystals were left in Lingzi's hands."

Count Renoir's chest heaved violently, and a flush of red spread across his neck, with thick blue veins bulging beneath his loose skin.

With the breathing techniques he had copied down as evidence, he was basically convinced that what the horse owner said was true, and that Rudolf's whereabouts were very likely.

"State your conditions," Count Renault said without hesitation, getting straight to the point.

There's no need to continue with those unnecessary formalities, tests, and entanglements. Essentially, it's a transaction, so let's be straightforward.

"Since you are so decisive, then I will be frank." The stable owner stopped being polite and made all the demands he wanted.

"Alright," Count Renault readily agreed.

"Really?" The stable owner's narrowed eyes were wary, his gaze shifting as if he were thinking about something.

Count Renault paused for a moment, his expression becoming somewhat uncertain, his furrowed brows seeming to say: How could the words of a dignified count like mine be false?

Seeing this, the stable owner no longer hesitated and told everything he knew:

"The first time I saw Lingzi was when he came to rent horses, preparing to go to the resource area to complete a certain commission. Accompanying him were a woman in a leather coat, a round-faced apprentice, and a handsome young man..."

"...In the end, I only saw that handsome young man return to the apprentice area alone from the resource area."

"No matter what, this boy definitely knows Reiko's whereabouts. Perhaps, Reiko's disappearance is related to him..."

Count Renault's expression shifted several times, as if dark clouds were churning.

Where is this boy right now?

"I don't know, but if I see the portrait, I'll definitely recognize it!" the stable owner assured, patting his large belly.

"Alright, pack up, let's go to the Wizard's Tower to retrieve the apprentices' information." Count Reno slammed his cane down and stood up.

His entire being exuded a terrifying killing intent, causing even the attendant beside him to feel somewhat ashamed: "Your Excellency, Earl."

The stable owner dared not delay. "In that case, let's set off immediately. The sooner we find Lingzi's whereabouts, the better..."

He paused, then suddenly realized that Rudolf had been missing for over a month, and might even be dead...

......

The sky was vast, with a few white clouds drifting quietly, the blue sky clear and bright.

Two or three birds were slowly flapping their wings, freely roaming in this free world.

"Whoosh!"

Without warning, a dark blue light suddenly streaked across the sky.

Several streaks of blood mist suddenly appeared in the sky, and a straight, dark blue crack pierced through the field of vision—the mark left after the air was briefly torn apart.

On the fleeting shuttle.

Lorne and Penny were in a small room with basic facilities, only suitable for temporary rest.

It must be said that, faced with the temptation of massive amounts of merit, the wizards of the Black Tower solved all sorts of problems, acted more quickly, and became extremely focused on handling matters.

Just moments after Lorne submitted the information using the communication device and Aislin fled, a Black Tower wizard whose strength was no less than Aislin's arrived at Wall Manor.

It could transform into a despairing black sun, swiftly pursuing the fleeing Aislin.

It seems to be called Passes... Lorne recalled the name of the formal wizard in his mind.

Judging from the triumphant yet unassuming expression on the other side's face when they returned, Aislin must have suffered a great loss, perhaps even sustaining serious injuries.

Lorne was eager for Aislin to perish completely, and he used the communication device to send the message of the Source Seed back to the Black Sun Tower, thus forging a deadly enmity with them.

Judging from the harsh words he uttered before leaving, Lorne will have to worry about Aislin suddenly appearing whenever he leaves the area of ​​the Black Sun Tower.

In fact, once they learned about the Origin Seed, it was destined that they would be locked in a life-or-death struggle.

Aislin wouldn't let the message get out, so he destroyed the spell shuttle beforehand, preventing the group from leaving Wall Manor quickly.

They were all apprentices and low-ranking wizards, and at his speed, he didn't need to pay attention to their movements immediately.

He first tried to forcibly seize the undead source seed; if that failed, he killed everyone and blocked the news. The communication devices were also under his control.

It is flawless in every aspect.

The only variable was that the fallen lich hadn't expected to protect an apprentice.

In fact, Lorne felt that if he hadn't hesitated to sacrifice his talent at the last moment and instead chose to crush himself with magic instead of throwing him into the eternally frozen coffin, he could have guaranteed a 100% chance of winning.

The chances of survival for us apprentices are zero.

Fifth-tier wizards are like completely different life forms, integrating their consciousness into their "carriers," allowing them to take on different forms at any time.

Lorne couldn't think of any way to harm this being. In any case, physical damage was absolutely ineffective, but high-level spells might be able to work.