Wizard Earl

Chapter 659 Strootman

Martina waved her hand and said softly, "Stroman, I'm fine. How long will it take for the men the Duke arranged to arrive in Rune?"

Seeing that Martina indicated she was alright, the middle-aged, refined man known as Strootman hesitated for a moment before answering Martina's question, saying, "We sent a request for help to His Highness the Duke a week ago. It will take at least another week for reinforcements to arrive in Rune, especially since these two advanced wizard apprentices are said to have come from the imperial capital, Bernabéu!"

At this point, Stroman glanced at Martina and said with some concern, "Martina, what happened here? Why did you call me over so urgently?"

Seeing that Stroman continued to press for answers, Martina's cold and beautiful face darkened slightly. After hesitating for a moment, she finally spoke, "I was attacked on my way back from seeing Connor. The attacker was a high-level wizard apprentice who used forbidden blood magic; he was extremely powerful!"

"What? Blood witchcraft?" Upon hearing Martina utter the word "blood witchcraft," Troman's expression became quite interesting. Clearly, this middle-aged man was very aware of the terrifying reputation of blood witchcraft as a forbidden art.

"That's right, I'm certain it's blood magic. Even the lightning attack I unleashed from my jade bracelet couldn't suppress their blood magic. Aside from that infamous forbidden technique, I can't think of any other blood magic that could do that," Martina said without hesitation, with absolute certainty.

Seeing Martina's certainty, Strootman's expression shifted again before he spoke with some difficulty, "Martina, do you know who sent them?"

Strootman's question caused a cold glint to flash in Martina's eyes. After a moment's thought, Martina said, "Aside from not using much blood magic, the other party hasn't revealed any other distinguishing features, making it difficult to determine their identity. However, I feel that this person is very likely sent by Old Victor!"

"A wizard who dares to practice forbidden arts like blood magic can't be a white wizard from the Empire's secret service or one of the two major churches; they can only be a black wizard hiding their identity. From this perspective, old Victor is undoubtedly the most suspicious!" Martina calmly analyzed.

Strootman, perhaps disagreeing with Marina's analysis, asked with some confusion, "Martina, didn't you say you were attacked on your way back from meeting Connor Ferguson? Why don't you suspect Connor Ferguson at all?"

To Strootman's question, Marina slowly shook her head and explained, "Although I was attacked on my way back after meeting with Connor Ferguson, the person who used blood magic was extremely powerful. I was almost killed there. Connor Ferguson couldn't possibly have found someone so strong as an accomplice. In fact, Connor Ferguson did have an accomplice, but this person definitely didn't practice blood magic!"

"Only old Victor has the ability to find such a powerful high-level wizard apprentice skilled in blood magic as an assassin. Although I can't understand why he chose to eliminate me first, it's undeniable that he had long harbored suspicions about me!" Martina sighed, somewhat helplessly.

Seeing that Martina was so certain that she had been attacked by old Victor's men, the middle-aged man, Strootman, no longer doubted Martina's judgment. Instead, he turned to Martina and asked, "Martina, what do you need me to do for you now?"

Martina didn't say much in response to Strootman's question. Instead, she took out a deep blue spatial ring from her pocket and handed it to Strootman.

Somewhat unexpectedly, Stroman accepted the spatial ring from Martina. He scanned its contents with his mental energy and, as if discovering something horrifying, his fair and refined face paled again. After a moment's thought, he cautiously asked Martina, seemingly with some concern, "Martina, are you really sure you want to do this? Using this is far too risky; there's no turning back once you do it..."

"Do you think I have any way out?" Hearing Strootman's question, Martina gave him a cold glance, then said in a cold, emotionless voice:

Martina's question left Stroman speechless. The refined middle-aged man lowered his head, lost in silence and inner turmoil. After a long while, as if resigned to his fate, he sighed and asked Martina, "Martina, the alchemical materials in your spatial ring can be used to forge either the Avar alchemical bomb or the Pianic alchemical bomb. Which one do you want?"

"Which two alchemical bombs do you make the fastest?" Martina thought for a moment, then decided to return the question to Strootman.

When faced with a question in his area of ​​expertise, Stroman answered without hesitation, "Martina, the alchemical materials you gave me in the spatial ring are enough to forge five Avar alchemical bombs or three Pianic alchemical bombs. It would take me at least two days to complete the former, and four days to complete the latter!"

At this point, Stromman paused, then looked up at Martina as if remembering something, adding with some concern:

"Martina, I need to remind you that although it took me two days less to forge the Avar Bomb than the Pianich Bomb, and the Avar Bomb's explosive power is greater than the Pianich Alchemy Bomb, Martina, I need to warn you that the Avar Alchemy Bomb is among the least stable of all alchemy bombs. The slightest mistake can cause it to malfunction or explode prematurely!"

"Furthermore, the Avar alchemical bomb isn't very well concealed. If Martina wants to use it against ordinary wizards, that's fine, but if you try to use it against a mental wizard apprentice like Connor Ferguson, or a wizard with extremely strong mental power like old Victor, it will definitely be detected!"

Strootman's reminder immediately made Martina frown slightly. Disappointed, she continued, "Stroman, couldn't you improve the stability and stealth of the Avar alchemy bomb?"

(End of this chapter)