Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 162 I Like Your Eyes

Although Rum didn't seem very happy, he still let Thor leave.

However, shortly after Saul left, someone knocked on Rum's door again.

"Mentor." It was Nick's voice.

Nick came in after being given permission.

He had a smile on his face the whole time, which was completely different from his usual expressionless face.

Rum glanced at Nick a few times and understood his current state. "Has the potion been almost fully absorbed?"

Nick's smile brightened. "Yes, mentor, I can feel my emotions becoming more stable. I don't have to suppress myself like I used to."

Unexpectedly, Rum sighed, "You've been stuck at level two for so long, which makes me wonder if this path is really right for you."

"This is the path I chose myself, so my mentor doesn't need to worry." Nick's expression suddenly changed as he spoke, and he couldn't help but start to cry.

Rum was unsurprised, knowing this was a necessary ordeal for Nick's promotion.

Aside from a few exceptional individuals, no one gets promoted easily.

In the wizarding world, every stage of advancement is dangerous, yet it is also necessary.

Once you choose the path of a wizard, you must keep moving forward; stagnation for too long is a potentially fatal danger.

Rum gently tapped his belly, creating ripples.

"I heard that the Tower Master rescued you halfway and even took Thor away?"

Nick calmed down a bit, raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and said, "Yes."

He thought for a moment, then added, "Byron once said in the Valley of the Fallen that Thor was the Tower Master's student. Although he later explained that he made it up to deceive the enemy, I now think that perhaps Byron was telling the truth."

Mentor Rum nodded slowly.

He nodded very slightly, so much so that his chin would touch the fat on his neck.

"Perhaps Thor's job in the tower was also arranged by the tower master himself. What a pity... he was originally very suited to majoring in light."

In this wizard tower, no one can disobey the orders of the tower master, Gorsa, not even the high and mighty mentors.

Rum suddenly changed the subject, "You've been to Sailboat?"

Nick had already registered and submitted the task in the registry, but he didn't mention that Saul had done it for him.

He had ulterior motives for this mission; he wanted to conceal his role in it as much as possible.

But when Rum asked him directly, Nick was in a state of emotional instability due to his promotion, so he dared not hide the truth and could only say the less important thing: "Before arriving at Sailtown, I received news of my father's death and asked someone to help me complete the mission. Now, most of the Sailtown's Sailfruit have been destroyed due to the barbarian invasion, and I'm afraid we will not be able to offer Sailfruit as tribute in the future. I have already proposed to the Registry Office to withdraw its protection of Sailtown."

"No need for that," Rum chuckled softly. "Mountain Sail Town has completely vanished."

Nick looked up in astonishment, his face filled with undisguised surprise, and even a hint of fear.

Rum, on the other hand, seemed unconcerned. "Fortunately, you've already started your promotion, so you don't need the Sound-Grinding Fruit to help you suppress your emotions anymore."

Nick, however, acted strangely. He pursed his lips, the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched, and his pupils shrank to pinpoints.

It was as if I had heard some incredibly terrifying news.

Rum suddenly reached out and pressed his hand on Nick's head.

"Don't be so afraid, Nick. You're one of my favorite students, and even if you make a small mistake now and then, I won't eat you up right away."

Nick suddenly knelt down, wanting to beg for mercy, but his throat trembled and he couldn't speak.

Seeing Nick's intense emotions, Mentor Rum slowly slid his head down from the top of his body to near his stomach, staring at Nick's forehead, which was beginning to bead with sweat.

"Forget about what happened in Sailtown. You don't need to worry about Thor either." Rum gently stroked Nick's head, and as he did so, strands of brown hair fell to the ground and then dissolved as if corroded.

"Yes, mentor." Nick looked up at the hair on the ground, tears streaming down his face.

"Although this is the Gorsa Wizard Tower, I am still your mentor. If you really don't want to get involved, then just continue with your research."

"As a student I value, your stance is already predetermined. Don't always try to please both sides."

"Yes, yes, mentor..." Nick's teeth started chattering, and his voice was choked and indistinct.

"I'll let you off this time since you're about to be promoted. Go to the room across the street and wait until you've calmed down before you leave."

"Yes."

Nick crawled backward out of the room separated by a curtain.

When he left, all his hair had fallen out, revealing a rather uneven bald head.

Rum slid up his head and back to the very top of his body.

"That's alright." As if answering someone's question, "It would be suspicious if we didn't make any moves. Anyway, Bill's dead, isn't he? It saves you the trouble of taking action."

"Hehehehe..."

Laughter echoed in the room, but was completely blocked by the heavy curtains, not a single sound could escape.

……

Thor, who had left Rum's room, had no idea what price Nick had paid for his little scheme.

His attention was completely drawn to the conversation of the passing apprentices.

"It's said that the second-level apprentice who took on the Dead Man's Flower quest last time voluntarily gave up."

Two second-level female apprentices stood whispering to each other between the ramps on the twelfth and thirteenth floors.

Thor, who was pushing the cart, immediately slowed down.

"Is this task difficult?"

"I think solving the problem isn't difficult; the real challenge is finding the person who created it. Last time, after Sari took on the mission, he staked out the area for several days without finding anything unusual, and then another servant died early yesterday morning."

The other female apprentice laughed disdainfully, her eyes darting around, her braids bobbing up like cobras.

"Lucy, how about we take on this mission? Since someone has already given up, the reward credits will definitely increase again."

The apprentice named Lucy was intrigued. "Alright, let's go now, before anyone gets there first!"

The two hit it off immediately, and hand in hand they quickly disappeared around the bend in the slope.

Thor, who had been taking small, shuffling steps for quite some time, finally started to move.

Sure enough, my second dream came true.

As he passed the twelfth floor, Thor glanced inside.

The dead plant that once stood in the corridor has long been cleaned up.

"Hopefully they can take down the mastermind behind this; I want to get a good night's sleep."

Level 2 apprentices do not have general classes, but if they really want to attend, they can audit the classes of Level 1 apprentices.

Once you reach level two, there will be significant differences in each person's knowledge area and level. Forcing them to attend classes together will only slow down everyone's progress.

Therefore, after being promoted to level two, personal learning mainly relies on self-study, with guidance from a mentor available every few days.

To prevent apprentices from going further and further down the wrong path and accidentally blowing themselves up.

Level 1 apprentices are required to take a monthly test to assess their learning (or work) progress, while Level 2 apprentices are tested every six months.

However, Thor had just been promoted to level two, and he had a year of preparation before his first test.

For a long time, he didn't have to worry about the problems with his tests.

So, after getting used to working in the second warehouse, Saul began a new round of research.

The second warehouse contains a large quantity of materials, a small portion of which are unmarked. The rulebook states that Sol can use these materials as long as they are not squandered or wasted.

He can only use the items in the storeroom himself; he cannot take them out of the storeroom and give them to other apprentices.

Therefore, although this job is very tedious and doesn't allow for much time for study and research, it still attracts many people.

Although there were no burly men guarding the morgue, the three metal doors were not just for show.

They have some kind of connection with the communication pen, which can automatically determine which materials are within the scope of the task requirements and which are not.

If there are materials on your body that are outside the permitted range, you will be unable to push open the metal door.

At least Thor didn't.

After spending two days organizing warehouse materials, Thor received another task from his mentor, Katz.

This mission involves dozens of materials. Fortunately, Thor had already completed half of his search list; otherwise, it would have been difficult to complete the mission on time.

On his way out of the warehouse, Saul met a man.

The man, dressed in a heavy cloak like the tower master and wearing a mask, emerged from the left corridor.

"He must be the one in charge of the first warehouse." Thor stopped in his tracks, wondering whether he should say hello.

But the other person walked right past Thor without stopping at all.

There was no intention of exchanging pleasantries.

Thor chuckled self-deprecatingly.

After traveling around the outside world and making a few friends, he almost forgot that the Wizard Tower was actually a cold and indifferent place.

However, before Thor's smile could fade, the person in front of him suddenly stopped.

Immediately alert, Thor also stopped, and the two maintained a distance of two meters from each other.

The other person did not turn around, but instead lowered their head deeply.

As he lowered his head, a tear appeared in the back of his hat.

Beneath the slit, an ugly woman's face was revealed.