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Chapter 103 An Invitation to a Third-Level Wizard Apprentice

This third-level wizard apprentice from the North Ring was named Joachim Frishhus. Like Jenna, he was also a disciple of the wizard Gildas. Although he was not familiar with Jenna, he had at least heard that his mentor had recently taken on a rather talented female disciple.

The fact that he was specially sent here to check on this matter shows that the mentor values ​​this female disciple named Jenna quite a bit.

When Joachim arrived at the scene, the first thing he saw was a ground littered with corpses, especially the conspicuous carcass of the steel fork fishman, next to several wizard apprentices dressed in North Rings attire.

His first impression was that Jenna and her friends encountered a squad of murlocs, went to surround and kill them, but the murlocs came to their aid, leading to their being surrounded and attacked. They were eventually defeated and forced to perish together with their opponents.

After walking around, Joachim found that all the signs at the scene confirmed this.

Jenna and her two companions had all their belongings intact, showing no signs of being robbed. The magic stones were there, the witchcraft items were there, and even the large amount of raw materials that he was tempted by, which could be exchanged for points, were there.

This reinforced his first impression that Jenna and the others died from an attack by merfolk, not from an attack by other wizard apprentices.

Otherwise, it would be understandable if they didn't take the witchcraft items, to avoid being tracked, but it doesn't make sense that they didn't take the magic stones and a large amount of raw materials that can be exchanged for points.

Secondly, according to his mentor, he could sense the presence of the mark at first, but soon after, he could not sense it at all.

This can be well explained by observing the scene.

Jenna died in battle, which resulted in the tall steel fork merman warrior who killed her bearing a tracking mark. However, due to the severe injuries he sustained, he was barely managed to kill Jenna's two remaining companions, so the tracking mark naturally dissipated upon the death of its host.

If we speculate in this way, what the mentor said and what happened on the spot are completely consistent and can be explained in every way.

However, Joachim thought about it again and decided to be cautious and perform a soul-summoning ritual to summon a few of the souls of those who died here. He could then ask them a few questions and find out if that was really the case.

So Joachim began chanting necromancy.

As the incantation began.

There is not a soul before my eyes!

what!

Where are the souls of the dead?

That shouldn't be the case! Could it be that I haven't used the necromancy for too long?

Let's try again!

As the incantation began.

Staring at the still empty space in the air, Joachim fell into deep self-doubt.

After a while, Joachim decided to leave. He had his fat, stitched-together monster tie Jenna and the other two together with chains, then carried them away. Since Jenna's head had already been cut off, the stitched-together monster simply stuffed it into its waistband.

However, Joachim swept through the area, taking in all the raw materials, such as the eyeballs and dorsal fins of the advanced and intermediate murlocs.

At the same time, he also took the raw materials, such as fish-man eyeballs, that the three of them possessed and could be used to exchange for points.

As for the other diaries and a few witchcraft items, Joachim didn't plan to touch them. After all, he still had to report back to his mentor. The magic stones and equipment were already there, which was enough to prove the point.

As Joachim packed up, he muttered to himself, "Tsk tsk, it wasn't a wasted trip. With all this stuff and what I had before, I've barely managed to get enough points to exchange for a bottle of Marri Potion!"

What a pleasant surprise! Junior Jenna, although we've never met, I still want to thank you sincerely. Without you, I probably wouldn't have had this opportunity!

Joachim thought about it carefully. Basically, there was no doubt that Jenna and the other two were killed by the fishmen. The only suspicious point was that the souls of the dead had all dissipated in a short time. This was a bit strange, but not entirely inexplicable.

He was now preparing to return to report his findings to his mentor, Gildas, and also to exchange for the Marri Elixir.

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Just as Richard was still hesitating at the fork in the road, a figure suddenly emerged silently from the fork ahead, startling the three of them.

Fortunately, the other party was also wearing a gray wizard's robe, and there was a pattern of three crossed bone clubs on the chest, which reassured Richard a lot, after all, he was a third-level wizard apprentice of his school.

But as soon as Richard saw the cold, sharp eyes under the other man's hood, he instantly felt as if he were being watched by a powerful demon, and his body kept giving warning signals.

Richard was deeply shocked. Was this the strength of a top-tier third-level wizard apprentice in the school? The other party's aura was cold and powerful.

Within the school, Richard occasionally encountered some level three wizard apprentices, but almost none of them could compare to the level three wizard apprentice before him. If it weren't for the three bone club marks on the other person's chest, Richard would have chosen to stay away immediately, because the other person gave Richard a very dangerous feeling.

The hooded man sized up Richard and his companions, saying, "Judging from your auras, you should all be at the level of a second-level wizard apprentice. How come you're still marked as first-level wizard apprentices?"

Richard remained silent and instead handed the mission crystal ball issued by the school to the team to the other party.

After all, sometimes no matter how much you talk, it's not as convincing as the official artifacts from a school of thought.

After checking, the hooded man looked surprised: "Huh! You're the top freshman this year?"

It turns out that the mission crystal ball contains brief information about the members of Richard's team, including Chief Richard's information.

"Senior, it was just luck!"

The hooded man's attitude immediately softened, and he said, "Excessive humility is arrogance. You were able to take first place among hundreds of new students. Even among second-level wizard apprentices, this level of strength would place you at least in the middle or above."

However, as your senior, I have some advice for you before you leave. This area is already a bit dangerous. With the strength of the three of you, especially with one member seriously injured, staying here is too risky. I suggest you leave as soon as possible.

Seeing that the third-level wizard apprentice was about to leave, he turned to Richard after taking only two steps and said, "There's something wrong with the merfolk in this area. I just killed several groups of merfolk, and they all seem to be gathering in this direction. I guess something is attracting or summoning them."

The hooded man pointed to another fork in the road.

Something's not right with this fishman, Richard thought to himself. This direction was also the direction the statue was guiding him in.

"By the way, I see that the three of you are quite strong. Are you interested in cooperating with me? Listen carefully, it's cooperation, not teaming up. Cooperation won't violate the rules. I'll deal with the murlocs, who are equivalent to level three wizard apprentices. You'll take care of the other small fry. The spoils will be divided in the same way. How about it?"

As for your companion, I have a special healing potion here that can restore about 80% of his combat strength for a short time. However, during the subsequent missions, you will have to take three fewer eyeballs and fins from intermediate-level murlocs as compensation.

Richard and his two companions exchanged glances, all of them vaguely seeing longing in their companions' eyes, especially Andrea, whose eyes burned with a flame of desire.

(End of this chapter)