Miss Witch, it's time to clean up the entries

Chapter 318 Northern Continent Wizard

"Who's out there?"

Brown asked nervously.

"Why does it sound like Uncle Roland?"

Stowe said uncertainly.

Roland is also a member of the Moriah family and the uncle of Isaac, Brown and Sto. Although Roland is not an illegitimate child, his status in the family is not high. For some unknown reason, he also joined the competition team this time.

"Have Uncle Roland and the others also reached this floor?"

Field remembered Roland. They had met several times. He was not as arrogant as other nobles, but he was not as friendly as Uncle Yabo. They were just ordinary relatives.

"I stayed at Uncle Roland's house for a while, and the voice just now sounded very much like his."

Stowe said that the Moria family is actually harmonious most of the time, except for their inherent prejudice against illegitimate children.

But this is a common problem in all aristocratic families, who believe that illegitimate children are not something that can be tolerated in public.

Children like Stowe, Isaac, and Brown, who have an equal relationship, have received the same education since childhood, grown up playing together, and usually have a good relationship.

They would occasionally stay at various uncles' homes, sometimes to learn certain skills, and sometimes just for fun.

"Let's go out and have a look."

Stowe told Brown that if the situation allowed, they could also lend a hand to their uncle.

"I advise you not to go out. Last time, Liszt heard a similar sound and never came back after he left."

Jenny served the broth to Stowe and Brown and gave them a friendly reminder.

Perhaps because he didn't like them around him, Li En arranged logistical work for several beautiful sisters-in-law, asking them to be responsible for trivial matters such as distributing food and helping the wounded to treat their wounds.

Seeing Jenny and others around Li En instead of Lister, Stowe and Brown had actually guessed that Lister was probably dead.

But after hearing Jenny say this in person, they both felt a sense of grief.

"Cousin Lister is considered quite talented among us. I never thought he would die in the crack."

"Is it so difficult to become the King of the North?"

"Why does Your Majesty insist on us participating in such a cruel competition and entering the rift?"

The two men brought over the broth, and the oil stains floating on the boiling broth immediately aroused their appetite.

"Is it possible that the King in the North already had a favorite candidate, and you were just fools he tricked into entering the rift in order to collect the Gift Crystal?"

Noah was not from the North. She drank her soup and expressed her opinions freely.

"Impossible. The King in the North would never do this to us."

Sto and Brown said in unison that they believed in their grandfather, the head of the Moria family.

Li En asked Field to wake up the unconscious Isaac and others, worried that they would wake up too late and would not be able to drink the soup.

Adventurers have amazing appetites, especially after a big battle. They want to lick the plates clean and will never leave a drop of soup in the pot, because that would be disrespectful to life.

"I gonna go see."

Thorn Hayes of the Silver Frost Knights said to Li En.

Li En nodded slightly. The situation this time was different from that of Lister.

"Aisley, go with Thorne."

Now all of them are being hunted by the giant flesh and blood tree. Without Ashley's help, even a six-star knight is likely to die at the hands of the giant flesh and blood tree.

Thorne Hayes and Ashley walked out of the cave and followed the sound.

Soon after, the two brought back Roland and a group of injured knights.

There were ten people in total, and Roland was the most seriously injured and was dying.

"Uncle Roland."

When Sto, Brown and Isaac saw Roland covered in blood, they immediately rushed to his side.

Roland opened his eyes and saw three people, as well as Field who was slowly approaching, and Li En who was not far away. The familiar golden hair gave him a sense of security, and his tears suddenly flowed.

"I thought I would never see you again. I really shouldn't have come. I really shouldn't have come."

Roland cried.

"Uncle Roland, why are you so badly injured?"

Sto started crying too. He could sense that Roland was beyond saving.

"After I die, you will sacrifice me to the giant tree of flesh and blood. As long as you sacrifice someone of the same bloodline, you will receive its protection and will no longer be hunted by it."

Roland knew that he didn't have much time left, so he told the secret to Isaac and others.

This took everyone by surprise.

It turns out that sacrificing relatives can gain the protection of the giant tree of flesh and blood. What kind of perverted rule is this?
But if you want to survive in such an environment, sometimes you have to use extreme methods.

"Uncle Roland, how could we possibly sacrifice you? Please hold on, I have healing medicine here."

Isaac took out the healing medicine, but unfortunately, he used a whole bottle of healing medicine on Roland and still failed to heal Roland's injuries.

"What...what's going on?"

"It's useless. I'm too badly injured and cursed. There's no way to heal. Don't waste precious herbs."

Roland said helplessly.

Brown, Sto and Isaac all lowered their heads. They had seen the power of the giant flesh and blood tree and knew how terrifying those monsters were.

At this time, all he could do was quietly send Roland away.

In addition to the three people, Roland's injured subordinates also surrounded him, and there was an indelible haze on everyone's face.

"Kser is a wizard. He's not from the North, but from the Northern Continent. He might be able to help you. Kser, please help my children leave here after I die."

Roland said to the old wizard Xer.

Kser was wearing a colorful cloak, and his face was covered with complex totems. The profession of wizard only appeared in the Northern Continent. In the Southern Continent, there were only magicians, knights, witches, and believers. Most magicians were performers, equivalent to magicians, with only a superficial appearance.

The wizards of the Northern Continent are different. They possess real power. They are also called spell wizards and rely on curses to achieve extraordinary results.

People like Kser have more than thirty negative entries on their heads, all of which are curses.

These curses counteract each other, minimizing the side effects on Kser and making him a transcendent being.

It was also Kser who discovered that by sacrificing people of the same blood, one could gain a certain degree of recognition and protection from the giant tree of flesh and blood.

"Okay, Roland, I'll do everything I can to help your children."

Kerser said to Roland.

Roland closed his eyes peacefully and took his last breath.

Even if Li En could remove the curse from Roland, he would not be able to save him because his heart was already destroyed.

Unless he is converted into a vampire, but unfortunately I don't have that ability now.

Keser looked at all the golden hairs in the cave, and finally he found Li En accurately, came to Li En, and knelt on the ground.
"Lord Moria, please allow me to pledge my loyalty to you."

Isaac, Brown, Stowe, Field, and Li En were all extremely surprised. They didn't understand why he had identified Li En so immediately. After all, Roland didn't even know Li En. "Did you persuade Roland to explore the rift?"

Li En frowned slightly and looked at the wizard kneeling on the ground.

"Yes, I can see into the future and know that I can meet my future master here."

Wizard Xer said this with great humility.

"Your eyes have been polluted by the evil god. What you see is not the true truth. Your words will only lead more people to destruction. You killed Lord Roland, and you must die here."

Roland's guardian knight drew his sword and rushed towards Xer.

Kneeling on the ground, Kser did nothing. If Li En had not stopped him, his head would have been cut in half by the knight's sword like a watermelon.

"Today is not the day I die. The great God-favored One will save me."

Kerser said.

"Damned wizard, heretic from the Northern Continent, let me kill you to avenge Lord Roland."

The knight roared and tried to break free from Li En's restraints, but found that he was surrounded by people.

"Uncle Peter, you must not be rude to Li En. He is the leader of the team and has the same prestige as Uncle Tariqa here."

Isaac alerted Peter Vossman, the Knight of Roland.

Peter Wossman was slightly stunned. He certainly knew what the word Tarika meant.

He is the most authoritative name in the Moria family besides the King of the North.

In the North, everyone knows Tariqa.

Originally, he should have been the rightful second candidate for the King of the North, but in order to protect the North, he took the initiative to give up the journey to the rift.

In his opinion, he will always be just a guardian, not the master of the people in the North.

He would rather be a general than a king.

Some people say that this is because Alex, the King of the North, is too outstanding, and Tarika feels that he will never be able to achieve his father's achievements in his lifetime, so he chooses to be an assistant.

Some people say that Parker’s disappearance became a thorn between King Alex and Tariqa, causing a rift between the two, so Tariqa was angry with his father and was unwilling to inherit the throne.

Others say that Tarika fell in love with Diana, the witch who once protected the North, and vowed to stay at the Northern Wall forever, waiting for Diana's return.

There are various rumors about Tarika, but no matter which one, they all illustrate his unshakable position in the hearts of the people in the North.

People like to listen to legends about heroes and even like to make up such legends because this is the only way to make the heroes' names immortal.

Six-star Knight Peter Worsman knelt on one knee and gave Li En a knight's salute.

"I'm sorry, Lord Moriah, I was rude just now, but please allow me to kill this wizard. It was he who tricked Lord Roland into coming to the Rift."

"Lord Roland is only fulfilling his mission. He is destined to die this year."

Wizard Xer said.

"Quibbling! If it weren't for you, Lord Roland would still be hunting in the manor, living a carefree life."

Peter Worsman said angrily.

"If it weren't for me, he would have also encountered the plague and died from it. Oh, a terrible disaster is about to happen in the North. People hiding in the cracks, you are the real survivors."

Kser was mumbling something.

"Plague? What plague?"

Isaac asked.

"A punishment from the Empire against the North, a disaster caused by the witch. The bodies of the people of the North will pile up like a mountain. Every day there will be wailing and funerals. Countless people will die in this disaster. Everywhere you look, there is scarlet and despair."

Kerser said slowly.

"You are lying."

Isaac, Brown and Stowe didn't want to believe what Kser said. If that was the case, then what was the point of their efforts to leave the rift?

The adventurers and knights were unwilling to believe the words of the wizard from the Northern Continent.

"Although what he said may not be the truth, he did not lie."

Li En could feel that Kser was not lying, and he could see the words "insight into the future" in Kser's entry.

So he really came here to find himself.

Maybe he could help him regain his lost memories.

"Wizard Kser, I can accept your allegiance, but you must tell me everything you know and promise not to do anything against my wishes in the future."

Li En said lightly.

"I am willing to always obey the arrangements of God's Favored One and will never do anything that goes against your will. I am willing to sacrifice my life, including all my secrets."

Wizard Xer swore allegiance again, crawled to the ground, and wanted to kiss Li En's toes.

"Okay, get up."

Li En had no habit of letting men kiss her toes, so he directly asked Wizard Xer to stand up.

"Tell me, what happened in the North?"

Everyone looked at Wizard Xer nervously.

"I can only glimpse sporadic fragments of the future and cannot predict everyone's future. The future is unknowable, changeable, and difficult to predict."

Wizard Xer stroked the skull scepter in his hand and said slowly, "In the fragments of the future I saw, I saw that the Frank family and the Bock family conspired. They sent an out-of-control disease witch to the North, making the North a hotbed of disease."

"The Witch of Disease? Is it Dora?"

Lee En asked.

"I don't know her name, nor do I know what she looks like. In my eyes, she is just a disaster, a blasphemy that cannot be looked at directly. She can no longer even be called a witch."

Wizard Xer said.

A trace of worry flashed in Li En's eyes. Perhaps he should leave the crack as soon as possible and see the outside world.

No matter what disaster the North was about to encounter, he could not sit idly by.

This place is not only the place that Moria guards, but also their home.

Moreover, among the many witches that Li En knows, only Dora is the witch of disease.

They used to be close friends.

Li En will not give up any of his friends, nor will he give up any witch.

Perhaps, this is the mission brought by the ability to clean up entries.

"Kerser, I've lost some of my memory. Can you help me get it back?"

Lee En asked.

"I'm sorry, Master Favored, I don't have the ability to help you recover your lost memories. Perhaps that lost part of you is God's gift and protection to you."

(End of this chapter)