Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 235 The Administrator's Defection

Thor stood there, his mind racing. "What's wrong?"

The young administrator's face was twitching uncontrollably, and his eyes, which were fixed on Thor, were gradually turning red.

Seeing this, Thor became wary, put the book in his pocket, but a slight smile played on his lips.

"Did they come here specifically to ambush me?"

At this moment, the surrounding white fog suddenly thickened. Except for the area where the two were located, the fog in other places suddenly became thick and heavy, as if it had solidified into a wall.

Thor slumped his shoulders and raised his hand, and several light gray, transparent worms began to float and sink between his arms.

Last time, the other party and the elderly administrator recommended that he buy books, but halfway through, the tower master appeared and took one of the books away.

Since the tower master hadn't said anything, Thor hadn't pursued the matter further. He hadn't expected these guys to be so persistent; it seemed they were planning to take action against him personally.

Thor was on guard when, in the next second, the young administrator with a ferocious expression suddenly bowed to him.

Please accept me!

Thor paused for a second, then said, "What do you mean? Don't speak so vaguely."

The administrator opposite looked up, but his back remained bent.

"I hope you will allow me to follow you."

Are they offering themselves up to be servants?

The other party is a librarian, a servant of the tower master, and he actually wants to follow him?

The fog was so thick that the outside world was completely obscured; this was hardly the scene of a pledge of allegiance.

Thor didn't let go, looking down at the administrator in an extremely awkward posture. "Why?"

"I have been trapped in the library of this wizard tower for hundreds of years. I have been here ever since Lord Gorsa brought the wizard tower to this place. My only companions are these unopenable books and the ever-present white mist. Later, I became so bored that I transformed myself into three people based on my life experiences."

Sure enough, the young, middle-aged, and elderly administrators were all the same person.

However, since the three never appeared at the same time, Thor originally thought they could just change their forms, but he didn't expect that they actually split into three.

Do you slice yourself?

"So you want me to take you away?"

"Yes, sir. After leaving the library, I am willing to sign a contract with you to serve you for a hundred years. After that, please set me free."

"You're the Tower Master's...person, how could I possibly have that right? Are you suggesting I take over the Tower Master's position?"

"Sir, you don't need that authority. You can take me away secretly. We've already discovered the special spiritual ester in your body."

Thor's heart skipped a beat, and he stretched out his right hand. "My Spirit Essence? You can recognize this as Spirit Essence too?"

Unexpectedly, the young man gave a bitter smile when he saw Thor's raised hands.

"You look completely different now than before, but I know that you used to possess spirit esters, and very special spirit esters at that."

"Do they want the plastic bones from before?" Thor thought to himself. "Although we haven't obtained the soul fragments for the experiment yet, the Soul Devouring Essence is definitely a higher quality soul essence than the plastic bones. He can't tell because the properties of flesh and blood sorcery mask the characteristics of the soul essence under the realistic skin."

"I do have spirit esters, but they are only very low-grade spirit esters, and they can only be stored for a few days. Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"No adults! The old man and I both tested it ourselves... and we passed."

As he finished speaking, the young man's voice grew softer and softer.

Thor frowned. "A test?"

He suddenly remembered that the elderly librarian had indeed acted strangely before selling him the book. At that time, the elderly librarian had deliberately taken the book from his hands and then returned it to him.

It turns out that the real reason was to get close to him and test him.

"But my hands had already turned into bones by then, and I still had the spirit ester in my pocket." Thor thought to himself with doubt, and suddenly realized that they might not be talking about his plastic bones.

The young man lowered his head, his voice becoming somber, "Yes... when we come into contact with you, a part of our spirit is taken away by you."

Take it away?

Thor was completely unaware of this, and he has yet to discover that he once had fragments of the Administrator's soul inside his body.

But he clearly didn't have any spiritual essence on him at the time, so how could he have absorbed someone else's soul?

Suddenly, while the young man was still looking down, Thor quickly glanced at the diary.

Could it be something the diary did secretly?

If the diary can absorb excess evil thoughts from Thor's body, can it also directly absorb the vengeful spirit administrator in front of him?

"Get up, I can't hear you anymore."

The young man straightened up as instructed and saw that Thor had already walked up to him.

He was secretly delighted, thinking that this might earn him Thor's approval.

To everyone's surprise, Thor suddenly reached out and grabbed the young man's arm.

However, the youth's spirit did not appear to be missing.

He was taken aback, his expression even more panicked than Thor's. "What? How did your Spirit Essence disappear?"

Yes, when Thor's hand reached for the young man's arm, it didn't touch him, but passed right through his body, just like a normal person can't touch a vengeful spirit.

But Thor looked thoughtful.

He then withdrew his hand, narrowed his eyes slightly, and began to channel his spiritual energy through his hands.

In an instant, Thor's hand became extremely transparent, revealing the bones within, while the other tissues seemed to have vanished.

Next, Thor grabbed the young administrator's arm again.

This time, all the places where Thor touched the administrator disappeared.

Thor withdrew his arm, examined it for a moment, and said, "I understand. It seems I do indeed have the ability to take you away."

But then Thor's arm returned to its original light gray color.

He crossed his arms and looked around at the thick fog. "However, it seems unnecessary for me to offend the Tower Master for your sake. Disperse the fog; I've been here long enough, it's time to leave."

The young administrator's surprise was instantly replaced by anxiety, and he did not immediately dispel the fog.

Thor's expression changed, and he said sharply, "What, you really want to trap me with this fog and threaten me?"

"No!" the young man quickly explained, "This fog can temporarily block outside perception of this place. That's how I can communicate with you discreetly, sir."

"So you were really keeping it from the higher-ups? How could I dare take you away then?"

The young man gritted his teeth, "We won't be discovered."

Thor looked at him without saying a word.

A vengeful spirit that has been inside the wizard's tower for who knows how long must be dangerous, but a librarian also appeals to him.

This guy must know a lot of things, maybe even the Tower Master's past and current actions...

The risk is worth taking, but Thor must minimize it as much as possible. At the very least, the administrator on the other side must show sincerity in wanting to find a new owner.

The young man cautiously looked around.

All around was swirling fog; nothing could be heard or seen.

He then continued, "Because I have divided myself into three parts, each of them can rest for a long time. After I leave with you, the two of them will cover for me. For at least three or four years, no one will find out. If the tower master specifically seeks me out, they will pretend that I have been swallowed by the white mist of the library."

"Is it really that simple? Won't the two people left behind resent being left behind?"

The young man smiled wryly, "You can see the middle-aged man's personality; he's afraid of everything and wouldn't dare take any risks. As for the old man... last time he tried to hide in the Void Book and secretly leave with you. But the Tower Master caught him and smashed him to pieces; he hasn't been able to reassemble his body since."

Thor crossed his arms, thinking to himself, "There was definitely something fishy about the book last time, but I didn't expect it to contain a vengeful spirit. However, judging from the Tower Master's attitude, he doesn't want me to take the spirit away. If I agree to the young man's request this time, will it be discovered, and thus anger the Tower Master?"

Thor looked up, rubbing his temples, and used his hand to shield his eyes as he looked at the diary again.

"Even if I have the ability to take you away now, and you have the ability to hide the truth about your escape, there is still a very crucial problem."

The young man looked at Thor nervously.

Thor lowered his hand, a seductive smile on his face: "Why should I risk my life for you?"

Thor: Name your price.

(End of this chapter)