Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 358 Unexpected Visitor

Shortly after Thor fell into the Forest of Four Seasons, a sailboat traveling on land arrived near the Valley of Fallen Hands.

Oscar Wilde, the captain of the land-based boat, crossed his arms, his face obscured by a full beard.

His eyes remained fixed on the direction in which Sol's carriage had disappeared.

At that moment, a person completely concealed in a black cloak was brought behind Wilde by his men.

"Saul didn't go into the Valley of the Fallen Hands; he went to the forest to the west," the man, a head shorter than Wilde, said in a low, respectful voice.

The voice was kept very low.

Wilde frowned. "That's the Elven Valley; few apprentices who go in ever come out. Who let him in?"

The visitor bowed his head again. "The key to the valley is with Kongsha."

"That failed experiment?" Wilde scoffed. "How did Saul end up with her? Didn't you guys stop her? Weren't you afraid she'd get Saul killed?"

The newcomer trembled, seemingly somewhat afraid of Wilde. "But Captain, we can't very well stop Thor, can we?"

Upon hearing this rebuttal, Wilde's pupils instantly dilated to the corner of his eye. "It's you? Yes, only if you come out will he not suspect you."

The person inside the cloak finally looked up, but beneath the raised brim of the hood, there was still only darkness, no human face.

Oscar Wilde turned around and lowered his arms, which had been clasped to his chest.

I thought you would be very busy right now.

"Me?" The newcomer abruptly pulled off his hat, revealing only a black silhouette. "Aren't experimental subjects just supposed to lie down on the bed? What do I have to do?"

"You dare take off your hat?" Wilde laughed, his mustache trembling slightly. "Mrs. Jorah, or shall I call you Winnie?"

"Call me Winnie as long as Gorza isn't around. I'm different from you." Yura walked to the side of the ship, also looking in the direction Thor had disappeared. "I'm just here to warn you to stay away from Thor."

"Since you came along too, that means Gorsa knows exactly where Thor is going, and he trusts him?"

"He never interfered." Yura's dark figure leaned against the railing, half of her arm disappearing into the wood. "He once took on three students, but only Thor... he just had me follow Thor. That was the student he interfered with the most."

"I've never understood why Gorsa suddenly values ​​an apprentice so much?"

"Do you think I understand?" Yura scoffed. "I have a feeling he values ​​Thor more than he did back then."

"Heh, who are you...?!"

Oscar Wilde was about to make a sarcastic remark when he noticed that someone was slowly approaching the land by boat in the direction of Drift Valley.

The person was less than 500 meters away from him, and Wilde only just noticed their presence.

The mocking expression on his face instantly froze into ice. "Find your own way out."

He said this to Yura. Suddenly, someone of unknown identity, but whose strength was definitely not weak, appeared.

Before knowing the other person's identity, he naturally didn't want them to discover that he had been in contact with Yura.

Even if Yura has already come up with an excuse for herself, it doesn't matter.

Some things, once witnessed, become impossible to explain. Especially since Gorsa is a rather sensitive person.

To everyone's surprise, Yura chuckled lightly, "Then I'm leaving. But don't worry about our relationship being exposed... that guy is the one I called here to kill you."

At this point, Yura easily leaped onto the railing, did another forward somersault and a full rotation, and plunged directly from the boat into the ground.

Without raising a single speck of dust, it disappeared directly into the shadow of the giant ship.

Oscar Wilde: "Holy crap!"

Suddenly, several cannon barrels were opened on the side of the ship, but instead of cannons, several human heads emerged.

Then the head shot out like a cannonball, and the neck behind it kept stretching out like a rope.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

One head after another crashed to the ground, instantly shattering the ground where the shadow had been.

But it didn't force Yura, who had just jumped into the shadows, out.

Oscar Wilde was not disappointed; he was merely cooperating with Jorah in all of this.

Since the other party has made a move to escape, it wouldn't be right for him not to cooperate for a bit.

After his first attack failed, he raised his hand, signaling a halt to the attack, and then walked to the other side of the ship with a gloomy expression.

"Who are you? Don't come any closer!"

At this point, a third-level wizard apprentice on the crew was already calling out.

Aside from Oscar Wilde, others eventually discovered this uninvited guest.

Everyone else on the boat was a little nervous. Because no one had seen him before realizing there was someone there.

When I saw him, he was already almost off the boat.

The area around Mingming Chui Shou Valley is almost completely barren, offering an incredibly wide and open view!

At this moment, the person also moved within 300 meters. With one step forward, the slender ghostly figure could launch an attack.

But the person who came stopped a step away.

Oscar Wilde stopped the crew members who were about to continue shouting, and looked over with a serious expression.

"Your Excellency is very powerful, but there is no need for you to interfere in matters concerning land-based ships."

Oscar Wilde had never met this person.

He knew all the second-tier wizards in the western continent, but he couldn't even find a worthy match for the one in front of him.

"I've been commissioned," the other person finally spoke, their voice surprisingly pleasant, so pleasant it could be interpreted as male or female, "to kill everyone on this ship."

After he finished speaking, he raised his head.

"hiss--"

"Oh My God!"

"Is this even human?"

A group of well-traveled sailors couldn't help but exclaim in amazement when they saw each other's faces.

Even Oscar Wilde's eyes twitched violently when he saw the other person's appearance.

It wasn't because of ugliness; the other person wasn't scary-looking either.

It's because...it's so beautiful.

How can there be such a good-looking person in this world?

Oscar Wilde had seen many handsome men and women and slept with many, but none of them looked as unreal as this person.

"Everyone, wake up!" Suddenly, the first mate, who possessed the strength of a formal wizard, shouted. "He didn't hide his face the whole time, but we only realized he was handsome when he looked up. This is definitely illusion magic. What are you all marveling at? Prepare to attack!"

His shout startled the apprentices, who, though still marveling at the enemy's appearance, finally had the will to resist.

Only Wilde shook his head inwardly.

He knew that the other person's appearance was not an illusion.

The reason they only noticed the other person's striking appearance was the same as the reason they only noticed the other person was within 500 meters: the other person had somehow blurred their presence.

Wilde's eyes flickered a few times, then he suddenly asked sharply, "Are you a half-elf?"

The mere mention of the term "half-elf" caused even the most carefree and lustful crew members to show expressions of tension and fear.

Half-elves are people with half-elf blood; if you come into contact with them, you might go crazy if you're not careful.

Several individuals whose mental states were not stable enough were so frightened that they took a half-step back.

"What are you afraid of!" the first mate reassured the team. "Even a half-elf is no match for the captain! He's just a slightly stronger Tier 1 at best!"

"Hmm." The half-elf nodded indifferently after hearing the first mate's words, and then he also looked in the direction of the Elf Valley. "Then let's begin now."

I'm in a hurry.

Making up for yesterday's

(End of this chapter)