Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 509 Killing Intent

The third time Saul saw the farmer, the farmer was still very enthusiastic in apologizing and asking Saul if he had seen a ten-year-old boy with red hair and a big nose.

This time, Thor looked steadily at the farmer, smiled, and said, "I'm sorry, I haven't seen that boy."

The farmer was somewhat disappointed, but he no longer suspected that Saul was the murderer.

"It's getting late. Why don't you stay here and let me take you into the village to rest for the night?"

Saul readily agreed, "Okay, thank you."

The farmer was delighted. "Our village hasn't had any outsiders in a long time. Get in the car and sit down. You can just sit on the straw; it's soft and won't get crushed."

As Saul got into the car and sat down, he deliberately moved the straw under the guise of tidying up the "seat cushion".

There were still no bodies among the straw this time.

The carriage chugged into the small village, and as it passed the outermost house, Saul saw two burly men standing under the eaves.

They were carrying daggers; they were the two guards who had killed Saul for the second time.

This time, however, when they saw the farmer and Saul sitting in the cart, they only glanced at them casually before retreating back into the shadows of the eaves to chat.

The farmer's house was not right next to the main road in the middle of the village, but rather through a dilapidated path between two houses.

However, his house was a two-story cottage, which was considered a luxurious house among the surrounding cottages.

The farmer parked his car in front of the door and invited Saul inside.

The door was bolted from the inside, and the farmer couldn't open it.

"My wife must have locked the door. I usually go out to deliver the straw around this time, but I thought you must be hungry, so I came back early," the farmer said with a smile, then raised his rough hand and knocked on the door.

"Coming, coming." A somewhat flustered voice came from inside the house, followed by the sound of footsteps going down the stairs.

The bolt was removed, the gate opened, and a slightly plump, middle-aged peasant woman with a headscarf wrapped around her head came out.

"Why are you home so early today?"

Why are you so slow?

After the door opened, the farmer and his wife spoke almost simultaneously, both of them sounding somewhat impatient.

In the end, the farmer's wife stepped aside first. "I was upstairs tidying up when I heard the noise, so I ran downstairs. How was I slow?"

The farmer was not satisfied. "I finally brought a guest here, and you locked the door. Go and bring out dinner to entertain my guest."

The peasant woman glanced at Saul, still looking somewhat flustered. The farmer urged her again before she went to the small room on the left side of the first floor to prepare the meal.

No sooner had the farmer's wife left than the farmer looked suspiciously at the second floor and said, "I'm going upstairs to get a bottle of wine."

Saul really wanted to say no, but he understood that the farmer's request for wine was just an excuse.

The farmer ran up the stairs in two quick steps, while the farmer's wife came out carrying a bowl, fork, and spoon.

Seeing the farmer go upstairs, she was startled. "What are you going upstairs for?"

The farmer ignored her completely, and the farmer's wife chased after her for a couple of steps, but stopped in front of the stairs.

"Don't mess up the storeroom again!" The farmer's wife placed the tableware on the living room table.

Her hands were trembling; she was clearly very nervous.

Suddenly, a scream came from the second floor, followed by chaos, and then Thor saw a dark figure fall from the window beside him.

When Saul approached the window, he saw a strange young man lying on the ground with a familiar iron fork stuck in his neck.

Before Saul could even sigh at what seemed like yet another dramatic ethical saga, the peasant woman's resentful voice rang out from behind him.

"It's all your fault!"

Saul turned around and saw the peasant woman charging towards him with a pointed fork in her hand.

"How can you blame me for this?" Thor, who already knew that the people here were not simple, immediately activated his magic.

"He wouldn't have come back early if you hadn't been coming to visit!"

A black blade appeared behind the peasant woman.

However, when the blade fell, it was still blocked by an invisible barrier.

"It seems it's not about sneaking in or not." Thor already knew how this would end, but he still tried his best to jump out of the window and escape.

However, at the moment he decided to run away, the peasant woman, who was originally two or three meters away from him, appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye and plunged a fork into Thor's eye, all the way through Thor's brain.

Thor: "..."

Herman: [That looks so painful!]

Saul thought he was going to die immediately, but he remained conscious for more than ten seconds.

During this time, he saw the peasant woman drag herself into the small house on the left.

That's the kitchen; as soon as Thor went in, he saw a stove.

The peasant woman then turned and lifted Saul by the head, and Saul saw what was inside the stove.

A pot of bubbling, thick soup, the ingredients of which were indistinguishable, had several strands of red hair floating on top.

"Perfect timing, the original soup base needs to be changed too." The farmer muttered, pulling a knife from the cutting board and then slashing it down hard!

You're ready.

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Saul: "How can she still be in the mood to cook? Shouldn't she wait for the farmer to come down before killing him or being killed by him?"

Agu: [It's probably because everyone in this village is abnormal.]

Sol, now standing outside the village, no longer looked at the images on the golden pages.

Even he couldn't bear to look at the scene, and the other consciousnesses also skipped over the topic.

Morton: [Master, this is the fourth time we've tried. Do you feel your mental or magical energy being depleted?]

Saul knew what Morton was worried about: "Every time I start over, I check my physical condition. But so far, there hasn't been any damage."

Agu: [No price to pay? That's terrifying.]

Herman was puzzled. "Why is it scary if there's no price to pay?"

"Because what's free is the most expensive. But that's not the most important thing right now," Saul said, then stood there waiting for the farmer to drive his wagon past him.

The next development was the same as the third time: Thor accepted the farmer's invitation to enter the village.

On the way, Saul thought about the three times he had died before.

"Every time I die, it's because someone wants to kill me."

Morton: [I noticed that too. Perhaps the rule here is that those with murderous intent are invincible?]

"It's possible. I only killed the farmer the second time. At that time, I had just recovered from being killed and resurrected the first time, and it was natural for me to have the intention to kill the farmer."

But after thinking for a moment, Thor shook his head. "But when I saw others attack me, I naturally felt murderous intent, yet I still couldn't hurt them. And from the previous attempt, it's clear that sneak attacks didn't work either. So just having murderous intent might not be enough. But I'm pretty sure that if others develop murderous intent towards me, I won't survive."

Herman: [Trying to prevent everyone from having murderous intent towards the master is too difficult. Everyone here clearly has something wrong with their brains!]

Saul interlaced his fingers. "I have a new idea."

At this moment, the farmer stopped his carriage in front of his house. "This is my house. Would you like to come in and rest for the night?"

Saul jumped off the carriage, patted the grass seeds and needles beneath him, and said, "Thank you, but I'd like to go for a stroll in town and buy some things."

The farmer frowned. "Then you need to be careful on your own. Little Claude has only been missing for a few days, and there might still be bad guys in the village."

Thor nodded. "I'll be careful this time."

Saul left the farmer, who did not go home immediately but instead chose to deliver goods first.

Thor watched the farmer's wagon leave, glanced back at the second floor of the farmer's house, said nothing, and then left.

"Could you give me a silver coin?"

As Thor was walking down the street, he was suddenly stopped by a cute little girl of about seven or eight years old.

Given that the people here kill when they're unhappy, Saul didn't ignore her just because she was young.

"May I ask first, what do you want the silver coins for?"

"My friend Claude has been missing for many days. I need silver coins to hire a carriage to go find him!" the little girl said confidently, puffing out her chest.

(End of this chapter)