Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 212 Basement

He first went to the manager with a stiff upper lip, hoping to change his brother's job duties.

But he couldn't find the steward.

The manager seems to be everywhere; you can see him busy at any time of day.

But when you don't need the manager, you'll find that you can't find him anywhere.

Some people have privately discussed that the steward's mystery is second only to the tower master of the Wizard Tower.

This time, George failed to find the steward before nightfall.

As it approached eight o'clock, and it was almost time to go back, George gritted his teeth and decided to go find Thor, who had once shared a large dormitory with him but was now a wizarding apprentice.

But when he followed his memory to the dormitory where Thor lived after becoming a first-class apprentice, he found that it had become an empty dormitory.

"Brother," David asked timidly from behind, "do you really know the Wizard Apprentice?"

The little boy looked around and felt that the occasional passing wizard apprentices all looked terrifying.

He would rather clean the corridor at night than stay here any longer.

David tugged at George's sleeve. "Brother, let's go."

George was also in a state of great disappointment at this time.

In his ignorance, when Thor had just become a wizarding apprentice, he volunteered to become Thor's personal servant.

However, the butler reminded him that a person of the lowest rank and without any ability was not qualified to apply for a personal servant.

Unless Saul requests it.

But the butler reminded George not to waste his past friendship on trivial matters.

Therefore, George cherished this rare relationship and carefully maintained it, only showing a level of intimacy that he didn't show to others whenever he had the chance to see Saul.

However, he did not expect that when he was actually ready to use this favor, he would find that he could not even find the other party's person.

George held his brother tightly, standing there blankly, realizing for the first time that what he thought was a relationship was actually nothing at all.

Perhaps he had already worn down the relationship he had built with Sol, who had once been on the left and right sides of the bunk, and had received the housekeeper's care for two years.

As Thor's status rose higher and higher, he was no longer someone Thor could reach.

"Brother..." David noticed that his brother seemed a little off and nervously shook his arm.

George then came to his senses and tried to appear calm.

"It's okay," George repeated, "It's okay, your brother will go with you tonight."

David felt much more at ease immediately; in his eyes, his brother was an incredibly capable person.

"Okay, brother!" The little boy jumped onto George's back, just like when he was a child, and nudged his brother's head with his head.

George let his younger brother play, but the smile on his face was more like a grimace.

But he didn't let his brother see his fear.

"It's not necessarily going to happen," he murmured to himself.

……

"Finally, I have an idea."

After several days of intensive study and review, Thor finally figured out the principles of flesh magic.

It is a kind of witchcraft that gives one's flesh and blood extremely strong vitality and enhances one's physical qualities by constantly devouring others.

It also includes many branches of witchcraft used to maintain the purity of one's bloodline, preserve the purity of one's spirit, and perform corresponding magical body modifications.

This series of witchcrafts constitutes the entire tradition of flesh and blood witchcraft.

Fortunately, Thor didn't need to thoroughly study everything inside; he only needed to extract the content that was relevant to and helpful to his Spirit Essence Body Modification.

Moreover, for small-scale sorcery families like the Bloodthorn Clan, the sorcery they study is generally not too dangerous; otherwise, a small family could not afford the loss of its members.

Therefore, even a second-level apprentice like Thor can study the witchcraft that formal wizards learn.

Besides studying flesh and blood magic, Thor also took the time to read through the Bloodthorn family's records in the Death Wizard's Diary and Ralph's series of conjectures and experiments based on the diary.

Unfortunately, most of the content wasn't as useful as Thor had hoped.

"That's true. If Bloodthorn really had a deep understanding of the diary, how could he have let it fall into my hands?"

Saul lay on a single bed in the second warehouse, his hands behind his head, his eyes staring at the dark ceiling above him.

"The Blood Rose family, from which the diary originated, seems to have perished during the Battle of Drift Valley, but there should still be descendants alive. If there is a chance in the future, I should still go and see them."

Thor turned to look at the diary on his left shoulder and sighed, "Old man diary, if you had been more proactive, I wouldn't have had to go through all this trouble to find out your origins."

However, the diary remained silent, its usual aloofness unchanged.

"Forget it, I'm getting dizzy from reading. I won't meditate tonight. I'll get a good night's sleep and recharge my mana."

Saul relaxed, closed his eyes, and a pleasant smile lingered on his lips as he enjoyed a rare moment of sleep.

But this time, falling asleep was not pleasant.

Thor was awakened by a searing heat, like a branding iron.

Upon waking up, he discovered that he was no longer in the second warehouse.

Even more terrifying is that he is currently in an out-of-body state!

"Where am I? How did I get here?"

When Thor first woke up, he was still floating in mid-air. As soon as he regained consciousness, he fell to the ground due to the inertia of his thoughts.

However, having already experienced out-of-body experiences multiple times, Thor quickly calmed down.

He began to cautiously observe his surroundings.

He was now in a very spacious room with a very high ceiling, seemingly five meters high, higher than any floor in any wizarding tower Thor had ever been to.

His gaze shifted downwards, and Thor spotted three giants sleeping huddled together in the corner of the room.

Each of them looked to be over two meters tall, and strong and muscular, with arms twice as thick as Thor's thighs.

But in comparison, their heads are much smaller, making them look quite disproportionate.

At that moment, a large door at the end of the room opened, and two more giants walked in.

One of them Thor recognized was the burly man who always huddled at the end of the corridor in the morgue on the second floor of the East Tower.

I haven't seen the other Thor before; I guess he's also a servant of the Wizard Tower.

These unusual servants perform the most menial jobs, which are also dangerous tasks that ordinary people cannot access.

Seeing familiar faces, Thor breathed a slight sigh of relief; after all, he was still inside the Wizard's Tower.

"Where is this place?"

Thor walked over and saw two giants pushing a cart to a large machine.

Thor floated up and took a look.

This machine is somewhat like a meat grinder, or the kind of machine that crushes waste.

At that moment, a giant lifted a large box out of the vehicle.

Saul recognized it again; it was the large crate he had been responsible for packing useless materials when he worked in the morgue.

"So this is where they handle garbage or contaminated materials... Is that the wizard's tower's basement?"

If that's the case, the first floor of the East Tower where Thor's body is located should be right above his head.

"Did I fall asleep and my soul left my body, then I fell straight from the bed into the basement?" Thor thought to himself, somewhat amused and exasperated.

At this moment, one of the giants had already poured everything from the large box into the "meat grinder," while the other giant walked in front of the "meat grinder," bulging his arms and straining to turn the handle.

Turn the handle to drive the gears inside the machine, and the top blade of the "meat grinder" starts to operate.

"Boom boom boom—"

The first giant dumped a whole box of things into it, the bones, meat scraps, and blades rubbing together, making sounds that were sometimes crisp and sometimes sticky.

Once the contents were mostly crushed, the giant switched to a second large box and continued dumping the contents inside.

Thor didn't intend to stay there any longer. He looked up at the ceiling, wondering if he should continue walking up from where he was and go back to the first floor of the East Tower.

But just then, the loud "meat grinder" suddenly stopped.

Thor looked down and suddenly noticed a round thing rolling at the very top of the serrations.

It was a human head whose outer skin had been worn down to a bloody mess.

Bonus chapter!

(End of this chapter)