Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 171 Why Am I Always the One Who Gets Hurt?

Thor pushed open the door and saw Kukin leaning against the wall in the opposite corridor.

The other person silently watched Thor, who didn't seem as tall as usual.

He didn't ask about the progress of Saul and Ferguson's negotiations, as if he were indifferent to it.

Since the other party was pretending to be an outsider, Thor also pretended to be confused, nodded to him, and left.

He deliberately set the time at two o'clock because he didn't want to be kept on his toes.

However, Saul was still unable to return to the warehouse before 3 p.m.

On the only way to the morgue on the second floor of the East Tower, a person completely hidden in a cloak was standing in the middle of the corridor waiting for him.

Wizards really love wearing these large cloaks that can cover their entire bodies.

Thor saw Gorsata pass by, Haywood passed by, and wizards who traveled outside especially liked to hide in their cloaks.

While blocking others' view, it also concealed the somewhat unusual appearance of these wizards.

Thor stopped five meters away from the cloaked figure in front of him.

From his angle, he couldn't even tell whether the other person was male or female.

"It's been a long time, Thor."

The person reached out a slender, fair hand from under the cloak and gently removed the hood from their head.

Thor smiled. "It's been a long time, Senior Kongsha."

"I knew that being promoted to the second level would be no problem for you, but I didn't expect that you would be able to snatch this job from Kukin right after your promotion."

"I really didn't steal it." Even though he had already advanced to level two, Thor still trembled a little in front of Kongsha.

Especially as the other person's eyes surfaced one by one, the pressure Thor felt was no less than before.

But what he couldn't understand was why Kong Sha, who was so powerful, had never been able to advance to level three.

"Sometimes you don't have to take the initiative to get something. Once you gain recognition, you can easily replace someone else." A fleeting smile crossed her red lips.

Kongsa seemed pleased with the outcome.

"But gaining recognition is no easy feat." Thor stepped forward. "Senior Kongsha, is there something you need?"

Kongsha turned around and looked into the darkness at the end of the corridor.

"I want to continue our deal."

"There aren't any human heads to take out of the warehouse," Saul quickly said.

"I know. And I'm past the age where I need a head." There was a bitterness in Kongsa's voice.

Perhaps it was the change in her status that made her attitude towards Thor less condescending.

"What do you need?"

Kongsa was silent for a moment, and Saul got straight to the point, but she still hadn't made up her mind.

Saul did not urge him; he waited quietly for Kongsa's reply.

The longer the other party hesitates, the more important what they probably want is.

But Thor didn't feel as much pressure anymore.

Ultimately, this deal was orchestrated by Sol.

So whether facing the third-level apprentice Ferguson or the Kongsa in front of him, Thor did not panic.

"I need..." Kongsha began, then suddenly looked up. "Who's there? Come out!"

Thor was startled and quickly turned his head to the side.

However, he still kept half of his attention on Kongsha, since that sounded too much like some kind of underhanded distraction tactic.

But the corridor behind them was deserted. Even the nearest morgue was nearly a hundred meters away.

In addition, although the corridor is curved, it has no obstructions.

"Could it be some apprentice who knows invisibility?" Thor saw that Kongsa was just standing there, facing the corridor behind him, without making any other moves, and thought that there was probably a third person present.

Invisibility is a level 2 sorcery. If there is a third person here, their strength must be at least level 3.

Kong Sha seemed to have thought of this as well, and instantly more than a dozen eyes swarmed onto Kong Sha's glass head.

They were stacked on top of each other, each pupil facing a different direction.

Saul noticed that Kongsa had more eyes in her head, and some of them didn't look like ordinary eyes.

Suddenly, Kongsha's pupil in one eye dilated sharply, almost expanding to cover the entire front half of the white of her eye.

"I see you." Kongsha's eyes immediately turned in the same direction and stared intently at that spot.

But there was still no movement in the direction she was looking.

"Sol, let's go in." Kongsha said, taking the initiative to step back, her whole body gradually being enveloped by the darkness of the corridor behind her.

Thor did not doubt Kongsa's judgment. He turned around and squinted at the spot where Kongsa had been staring.

Unfortunately, the person hiding in the shadows was not some kind of spirit, and Thor's semi-immersive meditation method was powerless against it.

He turned to the side and walked step by step into the depths of darkness.

After Thor and Kongsa entered the deep corridor on the second floor of the East Tower, a foot suddenly appeared at the edge of darkness, while its owner, who had not entered the darkness, remained invisible.

"Tsk!" A low murmur echoed in the corridor.

The foot eventually withdrew from the darkness and disappeared without a trace.

Meanwhile, Thor and his companion had arrived at the first floor of the East Tower, in front of the bronze metal door.

The bronze gate is ancient and heavy, but the magic array painted on it gives people an eerie feeling.

As Kongsha approached the gate, she pursed her lips, her expression solemn, seemingly somewhat nervous.

Thor is the one with the key; he feels no pressure in front of the bronze gate.

"Senior Kongsha," Thor said, standing in front of the gate, "it's almost three o'clock."

Kongsha raised her head, several eyes popping out as she stared warily at the bronze door. At the same time, she quickly said, "What I need is the Whisper of the Elf, number 117."

Thor's face instantly darkened. "Senior Kongsha, all numbered items are forbidden. I can't even use them, let alone bring them out for you."

Kongsa peeked at Saul with one eye. "I know, I'll use it myself. That way you won't have to touch the forbidden items or bring anything out."

"Then please go ahead. I'll just pretend I was late for work today." Thor didn't believe it was that simple. He simply gave up his spot at the door and even closed his eyes to deceive himself.

"I can't get in... but you can take me in."

"Take you in?" Thor knew he could indeed do it.

Just like Kukin brought him in. And if the person he brought in wanted to harm him, Thor could use the key to kick them out directly.

However, this also presents a potential problem: if the other party is too fast and manages to grab the items before Saul can react, it could cause damage to the second warehouse.

"Then, Senior Kong Sha, how can I be sure you won't do anything unnecessary after you go in?"

Thor is willing to take risks as long as the potential profits are high enough. This is also based on the tacit understanding he and Kongsa have developed over the years.

If it were a stranger like Ferguson or Cowkin, Saul wouldn't even consider it.

"The Whispering Elf is a green conch shell, only the size of a fist. You can't use it, but you can move it."

"I've brought the Whisper of the Elves inside this door for testing. Would you like to come in and use it?"

"right."

In this way, even if Kongsha wanted to enter the warehouse, she wouldn't be able to open the second door. And if Kongsha wanted to steal the Elf Whispers, she would risk offending the tower master and endangering her life.

"That's certainly worth a try. So, what price are you prepared to pay for me to continue this adventure for you, senior?"

"A locator," Kong Sha said. "You've just reached level two; once you're stable, you should consider a locator. I can provide you with two relatively safe locator solutions."

"I know you have a strong talent for mental power. But magic power has always been your weakness. So you either need to continue to improve your mental power, or use the locator as a backup to forcibly increase your magic power. By the way, is your magic power over 55 joules right now? If your magic power is too low, there's no rush to set up the locator."

Thor: "Just over 80 joules."

Kongsha: "..."

Kongsha: Why am I always the one who gets hurt?

(End of this chapter)