Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 40 Differential Treatment

Duke subconsciously didn't want others to know that Thor, with whom he had a conflict, was being given important responsibilities by his mentor, Katz.

"Then you can rest assured, he definitely won't pass the first test. Didn't you see how lacking in mana he was during his rune class? What's the use of someone like that if he can't cast spells, no matter how fast he learns?" Dozer's tone wasn't very good either, after Thor had pouted at him.

He even maliciously speculated, "Judging from what Master Gudo said, apprentices who fail the test will definitely be punished. Perhaps Thor will even be sent back to be a servant! Rocky, don't you think so?"

"Huh? Yes," Rocky replied sullenly.

"Oh?" Jenna felt sorry for Saul again. "That's kind of pitiful."

"That's true," Rocky immediately added.

Seeing his friend constantly stealing glances at Jenna, Doze rolled his eyes inwardly.

Just as the group was getting into a lively discussion, the door to room 603 opened again.

The discussion immediately ceased.

Thor came out of the dormitory, walked to room 604 next door, knocked on the door, and called out Claire, who was engrossed in her studies inside.

"Have any new people arrived at the tower?"

"Hmm? Yeah, what's wrong? I thought you wouldn't care about these things." Claire was still holding a thick roll of parchment, looking at Thor with a surprised expression.

"Is there an apprentice among the new recruits with a strong dark attribute talent?" Thor asked.

Claire shrugged expressionlessly, the parchment hitting the doorframe with a dull thud. "You think I care about these things?"

Thor, who was choked by Clé, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"I thought you would be very interested in a new genius."

"The pace has changed. Let's wait until someone catches up." Claire raised an eyebrow at Thor, resting her chin on her hand. "You seem quite interested in him. Should I go and find out more about him?"

"It's not necessary."

Thor left with his arms crossed, looking inscrutable, leaving Claire standing there, completely bewildered.

"What's he up to? Is he tormenting my curiosity?"

Keli pursed her lips and pondered for a moment. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw someone walking towards her, so she quickly retreated back into the room and slammed the door shut.

Duke was firmly turned away, and the enthusiastic smile on his face instantly turned gloomy.

An outburst of laughter erupted behind him, making him clench his fists, wishing he could smash open the dormitory door in front of him.

But now everyone knows that Klee is already Gudo's darling, and is often taken by his side to be taught.

This is a special treatment that many apprentices would rather never have.

Rumors are circulating among the new apprentices that she will definitely be the first to become a level two apprentice, and may even soon advance to level three.

Countless people want to get closer to Keli, even if they can only get a little bit of resources from her, which might be enough for them to get through the apprentice tests.

But Cleo must have lost her mind; she only wanted to stay with Thor.

All his cheerfulness and enthusiasm were reserved only for Thor.

This inadvertently intensified the newcomers' resentment towards Thor.

However, the person burdened by resentment doesn't care at all.

3:30 a.m.

Thor suddenly opened his eyes, the chaos receded like a tide, and reason returned to his mind.

George, a servant, sent Saul a duty roster a few days ago.

Today, it's Brown's turn to clean the corridor, one of West Germany's henchmen.

Thor quickly dressed, took out the carefully preserved Illusionary Eye, and left the dormitory.

……

Brown, who was a head taller than Thor, hunched over as he pushed his bike up the ramp in Theta.

He would occasionally raise his hand to tighten his collar.

The temperature inside the Wizard's Tower wasn't low, but the chill was pervasive.

Ever since that damn Saul damnably became that damn apprentice, Brown has had to take over the job of cleaning the corridors again.

This is the job with the highest mortality rate among servants. It can last anywhere from ten days to several months, and some people never return after leaving in the early morning.

"That's a good thing for George, he's already licking Thor's ass so quickly."

George was assigned other tasks by the housekeeper and was not to participate in the early morning shift.

Now all the male servants knew that George had latched onto Saul's coattails.

They immediately changed their tune and elevated George, who had been bullied, to a high platform.

George slept on the right side of the communal bed, taking Brown's place.

Brown lost power from then on, but no one really dared to bully him.

However, this also caused him to lose his former aloof status, and he now had to take on many jobs that he didn't have to do before.

The risk is naturally higher.

Fortunately, Brown wasn't completely without options; he was still confident he could return safely despite the dangerous early morning cleaning work.

Since Thor became an apprentice, the second-level apprentice had never contacted Brown again, but he had left Brown a life-saving gadget.

Brown tightened his collar again and casually touched the small scented beads below the collar.

It was a translucent bead, about the size of a thumb, strung together with a black cord, with a small black insect encased inside, like amber.

Brown didn't know what it was, but the second-level apprentice had told him that this little incense bead could protect Brown from ordinary strange harm.

This was precisely the advance payment Brown received for persecuting Saul.

Unfortunately, after Saul left, the second-level apprentice was unwilling to openly favor Brown, let alone take Brown as his personal servant.

Otherwise, who would be afraid of that George?

Even the butler had to be extremely respectful and smile at him.

Despite his regret, Brown still happily squeezed the little incense bead. With this witchcraft prop, he wasn't at a loss.

Brown's sense of pleasure and superiority caused by the small incense bead did not last long before it was suppressed again by the eerie atmosphere inside the wizard tower.

"When will I be able to leave this damned place? If I had known I would be a servant forever, I wouldn't have... I would have preferred to go back to the village and farm."

Regret is a useless emotion that can only dampen one's spirit.

Brown let out a long sigh and continued pushing the cart forward.

He remained silent as he rounded the sixth bend.

Suddenly the wheel got stuck in the gap between the bricks and couldn't be moved no matter how hard it was pushed.

"What's going on?" Brown squatted down in frustration, trying to lift the wheel.

Suddenly, he saw a foot stepping on the stone brick in front of the wheel.

A pale, almost purple, bare, bony little foot.

Then another similar-looking foot landed as well.

However, the heel of that foot was pointing towards Brown.

The first foot had to be the opposite.

This is unbelievable!

Brown didn't care about the car anymore. He pulled out the small sachet hidden under his collar, held it above his head, and closed his eyes tightly, hoping that the sachet would dispel the terror.

There was no movement for a long time.

Brown tentatively opened his eyes a crack.

The hairs on his body stood on end.

There were bare feet standing all around him and the car.

The feet were arranged in alternating directions, and each one was different. Some belonged to adults, some to children, and some to the elderly.

"Heh...heh..."

Brown's breathing began to tremble.

The scene before me was very strange.

But what's even more unsettling than the bizarre is that Brown has seen this scene before.

When he was ten years old.

Barbarians invaded his village and gathered together all the living creatures they could catch.

Both humans and animals were split in two, and the two halves were pierced through with wooden stakes and stood upright in mid-air.