landbeastnovel Chapter 22 Offering Treasures and Requests
Chapter 22 Offering Treasures and Requests
Under this terrifying pressure, all the carefully constructed plans in Krall's mind collapsed instantly, becoming pale and powerless.
The arrogance and confidence he once had, which disregarded the rules of the Wizarding Tower, are now that of a formal wizard!
He's just a level one wizard!
Faced with that undisguised oppressive force, they were crushed to pieces, appearing so ridiculous and insignificant.
As some apprentices who had heard the news gathered in the distance and whispered among themselves, the mental pressure that the mentor was exerting on Klar became increasingly heavy, almost tangible!
Every breath became incredibly difficult, as if what I was inhaling was not air, but cold lead!
"You can plead guilty now, Level One... Apprentice!"
The cold voice fell like the hammer of judgment.
Krall felt her bones groaning under the crushing force of that powerful mental energy, and the shadow of death instantly loomed over her!
He didn't even dare to use any of his life-saving magical artifacts to resist—that would only be seen as a provocation and hasten his death!
In that critical moment, he could only muster his last bit of strength to squeeze out a hoarse voice from his almost crushed chest:
"I...I know about part of the research on the fusion of elements and the body!!!"
boom--!
The overwhelming mental pressure, like a mountain pressing down, suddenly stopped!
Immediately afterwards, a mental barrier that isolated both inside and outside, blocking all prying eyes and sounds, instantly opened, enveloping Klar and the figure in the dark red wizard's robe.
The chatter of the apprentices and the chaotic scene outside instantly became blurred.
"Do you... know what you're saying?"
The voice beneath the dark red wizard's robe remained icy, but Klar keenly detected a suppressed, almost volcanic, tremor within it.
"Huff... huff..."
Like a fish out of water, Krall gasped for breath, the exhaustion from surviving the ordeal leaving him weak and almost unable to stand.
But he dared not hesitate for a moment; the shadow of death was close at hand! He quickly continued, speaking rapidly:
"Before entering the Wizard's Tower, I stumbled upon a tattered manual! It...it contained records and speculations about how a first-level fire wizard could initially fuse their body with magic!"
He deliberately emphasized "fire element" and "level one".
Hearing keywords like "fire element," "fusion of body and magic," and "first-level wizard," I felt a surge of excitement.
The figure in the dark red wizard's robe, whose face had been as smooth and expressionless as if sculpted from ice, suddenly showed an uncontrollable excitement!
Those icy eyes suddenly flashed with a burning light, staring intently at Clara:
"Where?! Where is the manual now?!"
The urgency in his voice was almost impossible to conceal!
Clara's heart was bleeding, as if a piece of her heart had been ripped out!
This manual is one of his true trump cards, far more valuable than the "Curse of Frost"!
He originally only wanted to offer the "Curse of Frost" in exchange for a chance to catch his breath...
But in order to save his life and to dissuade the fire-type instructor from his determination to kill him, he had no other choice!
With trembling hands, he pulled with great difficulty from his bosom a book wrapped in specially tanned leather, its edges worn and looking ancient and mysterious.
He held it respectfully, as if presenting a priceless treasure, in the palm of his hand.
An invisible force instantly rolled up the manual and placed it steadily into the hand of the dark red wizard.
The tutor eagerly opened the old leather cover, his eyes scanning the text and the mysterious, illegible symbols and diagrams with great anticipation.
Clara's heart sank to the bottom with each rustling of the turning pages, overwhelmed by immense loss and heartache.
"I see... so that's how it's guided..."
"This...this point...brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!"
"It's true! This line of thinking... this verification... it's actually true! The bottleneck that has been bothering me for years..."
The more the tutor read, the more excited he became. His fingers trembled slightly as he held the manual, and he uttered almost dreamlike exclamations of amazement and ecstasy.
His entire mind was completely immersed in the profound knowledge recorded in the manual, and his eyes shone with an unprecedented light, the light of a pure researcher discovering the truth!
As for Klara in front of us...
That first-level apprentice, that "sinner" who had just violated the tower's rules, seemed to have been completely forgotten by him!
Clara lowered his head deeply, not daring to show the slightest impatience on his face. He was like a criminal awaiting trial, helpless and resentful.
He recognized the wizard from the elemental fluctuations when he arrived; this was his original target, a level one fire wizard!
Kairon Mossad!
"call--"
Kairon let out a long sigh of relief, as if a huge burden had been lifted, and the fervent research light in his eyes dimmed slightly.
He carefully put the manual into his spatial equipment.
Their gaze returned to Clara, who was still kneeling on the ground, her breath weak.
The chilling killing intent that had once filled him had vanished without a trace, replaced by a scrutinizing gaze and... a barely perceptible hint of satisfaction.
"I forgive you, little apprentice."
Kairon's voice was much calmer, but it carried a sense of relief and acceptance.
After saying that, he turned to leave, the mystery of the manual burning with his thirst for knowledge.
Seeing Kellon turn to leave, Clara was extremely anxious!
A simple word of "forgiveness" is far from enough! What he needs is protection! He needs status!
"Master Kairon!" He suddenly looked up, his voice filled with desperate urgency, "Could...could you accept me as your disciple?"
Just as Kairon was about to leave, he stopped in his tracks, his brows furrowing instantly as if carved by a knife!
A distinct sense of displeasure at being disturbed and disgust at being "insatiable" permeated the air.
He slowly turned around, his eyes sharp as knives, piercing Clara: "You..."
Clara's heart leaped into her throat!
He dared not hesitate for a moment, and before the other party could utter a rebuke, he immediately raised the crystal in his hand high, which emitted a chilling blue aura:
"Master Chiron! I offer this to you! It is a quasi-magical artifact called the Curse of Frost! Please accept it, Master!"
His voice trembled slightly, a mixture of fear and the heartache of giving up his last crucial bargaining chip.
Upon seeing the crystal in Klar's hand, which emanated a powerful, icy aura, the displeasure in Kairon's eyes was quickly replaced by astonishment and a deeper sense of amusement.
He seemed to have a new understanding of this first-level apprentice, a little fellow who could produce such a precious manual and casually offer up a quasi-magical artifact...
interesting.
Krall felt a vast, cold, and undisguised spiritual force instantly envelop his entire body like an invisible tentacle!
This force roamed and probed his body without restraint, as if trying to penetrate his flesh and bones, to see through every secret in the depths of his soul, and to peel away all his disguises!
Clara's muscles tensed instantly, and cold sweat poured down her back.
He knew that after offering up two treasures far exceeding the value of a first-level apprentice, an even greater crisis had arrived—possessing such a treasure was a crime!
The other party is likely assessing whether he has more value, or...
Should we just treat it as a treasure and dig it up completely?