Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 341 Contact

Thor lowered his head. "What's your name?"

"Banbu," the boy's courage waned, his voice growing softer, "answering the question, my name is Banbu."

"Banbu, becoming a wizard's apprentice isn't necessarily a good thing. Half of the people who entered the wizarding tower with me are no longer in this world. Of the remaining half, they've been missing for a long time."

Banbu opened his mouth wide.

He was clearly unaware of the cruelty and ruthlessness beneath the wizard's majesty and nobility.

The wind rushed into his mouth, and Banbu choked.

"Go back," Thor said again.

Banbu's eyes reddened; he felt that his reaction had disappointed the adults.

But he no longer had the courage to ask the wizard before him again.

Although he saved him, although he spoke gently, although he made him stand up to speak... he was, after all, a wizard.

The boy left disappointed, while Saul returned to the beach, gazing at the increasingly blurred horizon amidst the cumulus clouds and howling winds.

The sea level is rising.

Especially after nightfall, its price increase became quite astonishing.

Thor was standing about four or five meters above the water, but in an instant the waves began to lick the soles of his shoes.

Grayish-white hands quietly emerged from the foam of the waves, hooking their fingers, trying to drag this ungrateful person into the deep sea to drown.

The next second, Thor extended a black tentacle from each of his palms, which, under the cover of his wide cloak, slowly sank into the seawater at his feet.

After the black tentacles reached into the seawater, they floated up and down in the water like dark seaweed.

Then, the pale arm, which had been hidden in the white waves, suddenly disappeared, leaving only a little white foam that hit Thor's shoes. Unable to hold onto the leather engraved with dust-proof magic, it rolled helplessly onto the sand beside him.

The wind was still howling, but the rate at which the sea level was rising seemed to have slowed down.

Or rather, it has returned to normal.

"I thought you were so kind as to take that boy in!" A slightly frivolous voice came from behind.

Thor turned his head slightly and saw that the two wizards who had been hiding in the shadows were now behind him.

The black tentacles quickly withdrew from the seawater and then quietly retracted along the cloak into Thor's palm.

There are indeed fragments of souls in the seawater, and it is the radiation released by these fragments that has caused many strange phenomena in this ocean.

But compared to Sander and Banbu's experiences, it falls a little short.

According to their description, there shouldn't be only these few fragments of souls here.

Even fewer than ten vengeful spirits might not be enough to create this kind of terror.

There needs to be at least one evil spirit to match the rumors.

Since Thor remained silent, the woman behind him snorted coldly, "Hmph, as expected of an apprentice from the Wizard Tower, quite arrogant indeed."

Thor mentioned the Wizard Tower when he was talking to Banb, so this woman probably overheard their conversation.

The mental energy fluctuations emanating from the other party were only at the second-level apprentice level. The reason she dared to speak to Thor like this was mostly because she relied on the tall male apprentice beside her.

Saul slowly turned around. "I saved him, and he answered my questions. It's an equal exchange."

"An ordinary person, exchanging for a level 0 spell? Your magic is cheap enough."

"Shut up, Andy." The man on the other end finally spoke.

He looked down at Thor's ashen face. "You're Thor, aren't you?"

Thor narrowed his eyes. "You know me?"

The male wizard apprentice nodded. "Jero mentioned that he has a junior apprentice named Thor, who has been taken in by Wizard Gorsa. He's been trying to invite you to join him on missions, but you've never agreed."

"There really isn't time," Thor explained casually.

The male apprentice opposite him frowned slightly, then relaxed. "Interested in collaborating?"

"My name is Parker, Level 3, and this is Andy, Level 2," the tall male apprentice introduced briefly. "We're here waiting for the Soul Tide."

Saul noticed that the female apprentice, Andy, immediately tensed up whenever Parker mentioned collaboration. She seemed reluctant to let Saul join.

"You two..." Thor carefully sensed the magical fluctuations emanating from them, "You shouldn't be primarily focused on dark magic, right?"

Things like soul tides, which are visible but intangible, are generally of more interest to apprentices who specialize in light or dark attributes.

"Indeed not. Your mental strength is indeed as sharp as Jero said. We are waiting for the soul tide to appear because we want to track down a ship inside."

"A ghost ship?"

Could it be a treasure hunt on a sunken ship?

Andy, standing to the side, had his eyes downcast and was clearly unhappy.

"More or less. But there's nothing of value here, just a few vengeful spirits. If there were anything good, this place would have been surrounded by all the major wizarding powers long ago."

The seawater had already reached the three people's ankles.

Out of the corner of his eye, Thor noticed that Andy's shadow on the water looked rather strange.

Her body was normal, but her reflection in the water looked like a blurry oil stain.

Moreover, the oil stains were gradually spreading outwards with the rise and fall of the seawater, gradually moving towards Thor.

"Never mind, I won't stay here for long."

Parker raised an eyebrow. Although he didn't tell Thor what was on the ghost ship to investigate, any normal person would be curious and ask to see if it was worth the effort.

Unexpectedly, Thor gave up after only a moment's thought.

"As expected of a second-tier wizard's apprentice, it seems you wouldn't care about such petty gains."

Parker's expression changed drastically after being rejected by Thor.

Although Thor wasn't afraid of his opponent, there was no need for him to make an enemy and wait for the other party to come out and trip him up.

"I didn't take that many days off."

He didn't come here with the ambition to unravel the secrets of the soul tides; he simply planned to take advantage of the tides to fleece a large number of people.

According to Banbu, the boy who collects snails, the soul tides here usually occur once or twice a month.

It hasn't appeared this month yet. Now that it's the latter half of the month, it should appear in the next couple of days.

In this way, Sol should be able to make it back before the end of the month.

But if he agrees to cooperate with Parker to track down some ghost ship, then his return date might be delayed.

Besides, Thor is now the material in the second warehouse. As long as it's not taken out, it can be used freely. What ghost ship can't compare to Gorza's material warehouse?

Most importantly, Thor didn't want to take risks with people he'd just met, even if they were using Jero's name.

Andy laughed when he heard that Thor was not cooperating.

She turned her head and stood on tiptoe, as if to whisper to Popak, but her voice did not lower.

"I'd heard that the more talented and capable an apprentice was in the Wizard Tower, the less freedom they had. I didn't expect it to be true."

As Andy spoke, her greasy shadow, floating on the water, slowly spread to Thor's feet.

The next moment, the greasy shadow, carried away by a wave, touched Thor's calf.

Andy glanced sideways smugly, as if he were casually looking at the person who had been gossiping about others.

This is her special ability: to explore information about the people she touches through contact with a mixture of water and oil.

The fact that she was able to be kept by the powerful Parker's side suggests that she must have other advantages besides her physical abilities.

But when Andy's gaze fell on Thor, his expression instantly changed. The oily black shadow on the sea surface suddenly disintegrated, no longer able to form a single piece.

Andy quickly smoothed his hair, which had been ruffled by the sea breeze, using this action to cut off his gaze from Thor.

Then she turned her head away, nestled against Parker's chest like a little bird, withdrew her prying gaze, and never dared to look at Thor again.

(End of this chapter)