Saint Laurent Prison Warden

Chapter 154 Muhammad (Part )

The world of Yasa is not fair. Some people are born with magic and the magic power is at their fingertips, while some people cannot touch the secret of magic until they die and can only look at other people's magic books and feel sad.

Whether or not one possesses magic is a threshold that represents the difference between immortals and mortals in the world of Yasa.

Now, a key representing fairness was placed in front of Mohammed. But the price of obtaining this key was so heavy that Mohammed was at a loss. After careful recollection, he found that even if he spent all his money, it seemed that it could not match the value of this opportunity to learn magic.

After putting forward all his conditions, Mohammed knelt on the ground, closed his eyes and waited for Richard's final judgment.

Richard looked at Mohammed's back and pondered for a long time.

Teach him magic, and teach those maids magic. Although they themselves do not know magic, their ancestors have the blood of spellcasting soldiers, so it is easy for them to master the magic book and have the ability to cast spells again.

But Mohammed doesn't have any spellcasting blood in his body, and helping him master magic is much more difficult than teaching a maid magic.

But Richard liked Mohammed's unrelated background and his special identity as a half-fish man. After thinking it over, Richard clenched his fist and made up his mind to help.

Richard stood in front of Mohammed and said to him seriously:

“Mohammed. I promised you before that I would not kill you and would spare your life.

If you really want to have magic, then I take back my promise. I will prepare a test for you."

Richard looked down at Mohammed and held out his hand, saying softly, “Take my hand, and your trial will begin.

Remember, my accepting you as my subordinate is different from my teaching you magic.

If you don't start the trial now, I will still accept you, and you can still get the opportunity to learn magic by making achievements under me in the future. This will be much safer than taking the trial. It just takes more time.

Once you start the trial, I will show no mercy to you. This trial will be very dangerous, and there are only two outcomes: pass the trial or die. There is no third possibility.

If you pass the trial, then it is your destiny. Not only will I accept you as my subordinate, I will also train you as my confidant, and naturally I will teach you magic.

You should know that with your bloodline and identity, it is impossible to obtain magic without risking your life. If you really want magic so much, then use your life as fuel. "

Mohammed suddenly raised his head, stared at Richard with his eyes wide open, and said tremblingly: "Is this really the case? Use my life to exchange for magic."

"Are you scared? There's no need to be ashamed, this is normal."

Richard said earnestly:

"There is no right or wrong in these two choices. No matter which path you choose, it will not affect my opinion of you. After all, you only have one life. You should think carefully about it."

"Don't think about it." Mohammed stretched out his hand and held Richard's hand. "I am a rotten life. I should have died many years ago. If I fail the trial, I will just be with my parents."

Mohammed's hands felt a bit like a toad's skin, moist, smooth and grainy.

These were a pair of cold hands without any warmth. Because all the heat had been concentrated in Mohammed's eyes, bursting out along with his courage.

"Very good, be firm in your choice. Mohammed, hold on, and remember your desire for magic at this moment. Your desire for magic will turn into the strength for you to pass the trial. I will wait for you at the end of the trial, don't let me down."

"Ah? The trial has begun? Where is the trial..." Before Mohammed could finish his words, his pupils suddenly dimmed, and the depths of his eyes turned gray.

Green Ham jumped to Richard's side, looked at Mohammed in confusion, and asked, "Boss, what's going on?"

"Illusion, it's just a little trick I use as the warden."

Richard smiled slightly and said, "Let's see what this little brother will experience in the illusion."

pat.

Richard snapped his fingers, and the muddy swamp was suddenly covered with dense aquatic plants, and the mud turned into clear pools of water.

Richard could tell at a glance that this was a wetland outside the swamp.

At this time, Muhammad was sitting on the ground in fear, shouting and yelling, trying to scare away the huge monster that swooped down from the sky.

"Huh?" "Huh?"

Richard and Green Ham both cried out in surprise.

The monster in the sky was huge, and its length had already exceeded ten meters. It had thick limbs, sharp claws, and its skin had a crystal clear texture, as if it was made up of countless sparkling red crystals.

These crystal scales are closely arranged and dazzling.

Richard recognized it at a glance. It was not a crystal lizard at all, but a crystal dragon! And it was a very rare crystal flying dragon among crystal dragons!
The head of the crystal dragon is unique, with a pair of spiral horns on its forehead, like a crystal crown, and deep and bright eyes, like two dazzling gems. When its mouth is open, its teeth are as sharp as swords, and its tongue is light blue, also made of crystal.

In ancient times, Crystal Dragons were undoubtedly one of the most powerful races in the world of Yasa. They were an eighth-level troop that was naturally superior to all living creatures.

Later, for unknown reasons, the crystal dragons' bloodline deteriorated, their levels dropped again and again, and various subspecies appeared. The weakest crystal dragon was only level 4.

But even so, the crystal dragons were still real dragons, each of them extremely dangerous and priceless. Perhaps only a poor person like Mohammed, who was outside the magic world and had no experience, would mistake such a powerful and terrifying crystal dragon for a lizard.

"Water, Crystal Dragon, Boss!" Green Ham shouted, "It was the Crystal Dragon who killed Mohammed's parents!"

"Keep your voice down, I saw it." Richard took a deep breath. "It looks like it should be a Storm Sword Crystal Dragon, a level 4 subspecies of Crystal Dragon, characterized by the Storm Crystal Crown on its head and the blue tongue in its mouth.

As we all know, the purest level 8 crystal dragons cannot fly. They are the masters of the earth and can draw power from the earth.

Only the crystal dragon species that have lost this ability will grow wings and fly. Therefore, this type of crystal flying dragon is the weakest among all crystal dragons.

However, being weak is relative. This Storm Sword Crystal Dragon has at least six rings of combat power and is naturally superbly resistant to magic. An average master-level mage would never be its opponent. In a one-on-one fight, even a legend would have a hard time defeating it.

It would take at least a dozen master-level mages to besiege us, or two or three legendaries to ensure victory.

The Storm Sword Crystal Dragon is an omnivorous crystal dragon that can eat both crystals and meat. But in general, the Storm Sword Crystal Dragon will give priority to eating crystals. Only when they really can't eat crystals will they consider eating other creatures. If I remember correctly, humans are not on the menu of crystal dragons. There are almost no records of Storm Sword Crystal Dragons actively attacking humans in history. I'm afraid there is a hidden reason why Mohammed's parents were attacked by crystal dragons."

As soon as Richard finished speaking, the crystal dragon in the illusion looked up to the sky and let out a melodious dragon roar.

"Om!!"

Like the sound of wind chimes, some dull dragon roars were heard, stimulating Mohammed who was slumped on the ground.

He didn't know where he got the strength from his weak legs, and shouted to the people around him:
"Mohammed, go!"

"We'll hold it back, and you run into the swamp."

Strangely, two different voices came out of Mohammed's mouth, one male and one female.

As the two voices appeared, Mohammed turned and ran towards the swamp. As he ran, he looked back and cried with tears in his eyes: "Dad, Mom, I will come back for revenge. Wait for me."

"Boss, this is..." Green Ham looked at this scene and shuddered all over.

Richard stroked his chin and said:

"I can think of two possibilities. One is that Mohammed's memory of his parents is too vague, and he can't even remember their appearance, so his parents are played by himself in the illusion.

There is another possibility, that he has no parents at all, and his parents are his imaginary creation after his split personality. From childhood to adulthood, he has always been the one who takes care of himself.

This is called dementia, a relatively rare disease in the Asian world. I once taught a student with dementia, and he felt like he was carrying a grandfather with him who was giving him guidance.

When the Crystal Dragon appeared, his two personalities 'sacrificed' for him, which cured his derealization disorder."

"Ah? There is such a thing. My Lava Dragon, is the Yasa world so exciting? I have learned something new." Green Ham gave Richard a thumbs up, full of admiration.

At this moment, there was another change in the illusion.

The crystal dragon seemed to have identified Muhammad, and no matter how Muhammad ran, the crystal dragon always followed him.

But the strange thing is that the crystal dragon did not speed up to approach Muhammad, but just kept a distance from him, which gave Muhammad a sense of oppression but did not make him despair. It was as if it was driving Muhammad away.
Soon, with tears in his eyes, Mohammed was driven to the swamp by the crystal dragon. At this moment, the crystal dragon seemed to have completed its mission, flapped its wings, turned around and flew towards the wetland.

According to Mohammed, he should encounter the murloc next.

But the reality was not like that. Muhammad did not encounter the murlocs right away in the swamp. The first creature he encountered after entering the swamp was an aquatic horned deer with thick skin and amazing bite force.

In the illusion, Muhammad displayed amazing fighting skills.

He made a spear out of a sharp swamp spear grass, and tumbled around the [Aquatic Horned Deer] up and down, attacking left and right, and nimbly dodged all attacks from the [Aquatic Horned Deer]!
And the energy Mohammed consumes when dodging attacks is much less than the energy consumed by the horned deer when launching attacks.

He used his body skills to tire the horned deer down, then found an opportunity and pierced its fragile mouth with a spear.

Seeing this scene, Richard and Green Ham looked at each other in shock, with some shock in their eyes.

In terms of size, strength and attributes, the strength of the [Aquatic Horned Deer] is about 3 rings, while Mohammed is definitely less than ring. It is comparable to a Minotaur beating a peasant.

Logically speaking, it would be no problem for a [Aquatic Horned Deer] to kill twenty or thirty Muhammads. But Muhammad won.

Green Ham bared his teeth and praised, "Wow, what a skill! Among a hundred thousand dwarves, there is not even one with such skill.

It's a pity that he is not a dwarf. If he were a dwarf, he would definitely be chosen by the Rune Lord to be trained as a Rune Warrior."

"Oh, that's interesting." Richard laughed dumbly: "I now think he doesn't have derealization. No matter how severe derealization is, it cannot be separated from the patient's own cognition.

I don't believe that he has this skill if he learned it on his own. He must have parents, and they must be extraordinary. I guess his skills were taught by his father or mother.

Even though his parents are refugees here, they might be big shots in their own country.”

"Haha, that's impossible, Boss, you're exaggerating. How could a big shot from another country come here as a refugee?"

"I'm just a mean person." Richard shrugged. "The world is so big that there are all kinds of things. There are always people who think that our Silver City-State is perfect and their own country is full of problems, and they blame their own country for their own unhappiness.

Those guys, each of them is pampered in their own country, and they are dissatisfied with everything. They always blame other countries and reflect on themselves.

But once they arrived in our Silver City, they all became obedient and could endure any hardship. They enjoyed standing to wash ten dishes a day and were willing to do the work that even dogs wouldn't do.

It is the soil and water of our Silver City that nourish the people. The air is sweet and it has given them a hardworking physique. It is really a blessing for them."

"Hahaha." Green Ham laughed. "Boss, you are so nice to talk to. You can use insults as if you were praising me."

At this time, changes occurred again in the illusion.

Mohammed was using simple tools to cut up an antler deer when suddenly six fishmen jumped out of the swamp.

As soon as the six fishmen saw the corpse of the horned deer, they rushed over and obviously wanted to capture both the horned deer and Muhammad.

When Mohammed saw the fishman who looked very similar to him, he was obviously stunned. Oh my god, fellow tribesman! Fellow villagers! My family! So he picked up the spear, and his family members all fell down.

It was obviously different from what Muhammad said that he was accepted by the fishmen pitifully. It was obvious that the fishmen were suppressed by him and trembled with fear. They had no choice but to accept him. They even became his slaves and obediently helped him to cut up the carcass of the antler deer.

Richard and Greenham couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha, you said you were a poor orphan wandering the swamp, but you turned out to be the God of War who accomplished his mission and came out to become a slave owner?"

"Hey, sure. You, Mohammed, are not honest."

(End of this chapter)