Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 108 Luck and Misfortune

Ruger admired the deepening night, slowly savoring the dinner his maid, Daisy, had just brought him. Before that, he personally delivered a generous portion of food, prepared to the standards of a Transcendent Knight, to the two hardworking individuals in the Abyss bedroom.

He thought about it while eating.

Previously, in the Findis family castle, the greatest danger he faced was actually the two Redeemer Bishops. It was only because of the presence of the magic scar that he was not afraid of such tactics, thus escaping the disaster. This could be said to be a completely lucky result. Although he was not a hypocritical person, and his salvation was due to his long-standing meditation practice, he still had some fear of relying on luck to survive. Just like the old alcoholic, everyone has bad luck.

The fundamental reason was that the stinking skin spell was ineffective against such freaks. However, during the wizard apprenticeship stage, the primary reliance was on the fixed zero-level spells. The remaining spells were difficult to sustain in sustained combat, and the time required to energize the spell models was also a problem. Temporary spell slots were created for this reason, to compensate for this awkward period to some extent, creating a system that prioritized fixed spells, with the remaining spells serving as supplementary.

He threw a piece of meat into his mouth and chewed it carefully while thinking.

Is there any way to increase the number of spell slots?

He then shook his head again, thinking that he was fantasizing. If someone else had used this method, they would have used it long ago. The right way was to become a formal wizard and obtain the next spell slot.

Due to the improvement of his mental strength, he can persist in exhausting meditation exercises for a longer period of time. Two rounds of meditation every day can accumulate a little more, and the speed of mastering all the runes will be faster than previously expected.

He thought again of Master Lorrigo.

He had just staged a farce in the castle of the Findis family in the evening, and Lorigo was able to return to the estate in the evening.

I have to admit, it feels a bit coincidental. Perhaps if we just ask Lorigo who kept him in the family castle and why, we can get a rough idea of ​​who is causing trouble for Ruger. Also, who did Lorigo tell about his need for an unlimited ferry ticket? All of this could help identify the troublemaker.

Ruge even thought that this young master Lorigo actually knew vaguely about this person in his heart. Take the assassination during the last ruins expedition as an example. After returning to Star City, there was no sound at all. In Ruge's opinion, this young master's behavior was a bit cowardly, or he had some concerns that he could not overcome.

Silent all night.

The dog-headed man, who had eaten and drunk his fill, lay down on the soft big bed and slept comfortably.

The next morning, Luger was enjoying breakfast.

Master Lorigo arrived as expected, and the red-haired woman still followed him.

"I am sorry."

Lorigo said as he came to the small dining table in the second-floor cabin and sat down familiarly.

"Daisy, give Myrtle and me the same breakfast Mr. Rouge had. I'm starving," Lorrigo said with a smile. "Mr. Rouge, I've hardly been back to the manor since you invited me here. You've disrupted our plans. It's truly unforgivable. I was hoping to study magic with you."

Ruger savored the food in his mouth and smiled at the talkative Master Lorigo.

Daisy brought them both food. "How's the ferry ticket going?" Ruger asked.

Lorigo waved his hand when he heard this, and Daisy, who was waiting on the side, took the initiative to walk out of the door and close it.

"I've talked to my eldest brother, and he promised to find a way," Lorigo said, shoveling soup into his mouth with a small spoon. "In fact, my eldest brother has been handling a lot of things over the years. If he can't do it, I will find another way for you."

Ruger nodded, but he was actually a little confused. He remembered that the eldest young master of the Fanxing family was a bedridden patient for a long time, and he also heard with his own ears in the arena that the eldest young master was critically ill.

"Hehe, actually, we were afraid the news would leak out before," Lorigo said with a smile, looking at his expression. "It was my father who was actually leaving this world at the time, and the castle used my eldest brother, who had been ill, as a cover. But now that my father has recovered, there's nothing to hide."

Luger nodded.

Then another question arises.

"You have been staying in the castle and not coming back just to wait for the Baron?" he said.

Lorigo broke off a piece of scone and dipped it into the soup, nodding.

"I also have to help my eldest brother deal with some things. His health has been poor, and it is inconvenient for him to be present for some matters. After all, the news that his condition has worsened must have spread from the castle." Lorigo said.

Ruge was a little surprised again. It seemed that things were different from what he had imagined. The eldest son of the Starry Family had no need to deal with his younger brother, so it was very likely not him. Even if the old baron died, he would be the first heir. Moreover, this eldest son was obviously better than Lorigo at handling matters in the family territories, and he had already begun to control the cave area.

In fact, among the nobles of the Cave City, there is an unwritten rule that is rarely mentioned, that is, the so-called title of each city lord, such as earl and baron. There is a saying that it is determined by the number and size of the numbered cave areas under the control of the cave domain, but in fact it is just to show the nobility of the ruler. This is what he said when he heard the old drunkard complain about the nobles yesterday.

Some nobles of the Catacombs would fabricate long family histories, swearing their titles could be traced back to a distant time beneath the sun, to the fabled period of the terrestrial world. While this wasn't entirely false, it was often a crude imitation of these titles, drawn from ancient texts and driven by a yearning for the terrestrial world. Here, there were no kings, and no subordination between Catacombs. As the old drunkard put it, the only true supreme power was the wizard.

"I'm curious. The Starry Family controls a catacombs and is connected to the wizards' land. As the eldest son of the Starry Family, what kind of injury has left him unable to recover for so many years?" Ruger said. "Of course, if it involves something inconvenient to talk about, you don't have to answer."

Lorigo smiled slightly.

"There's nothing I can't say. In fact, all the nobles in the city know about it, but they don't know as much as I do because I'm the culprit." Lorigo said with a wry smile, "I've loved going out to play since I was a child. After all, I don't have any talent, so I get bored and sneak out of the castle and even out of the catacombs. But my eldest brother is different. He's been with our father since he was a child. He has a talent for knights, and later discovered a talent for wizards. He's very busy every day just practicing knightly."

“我们兄弟都很爱缠着大哥，大哥每次借着出来抓我回去的机会，其实也会在外面偷偷游玩一阵，当然回去挨揍的总是我，最后也很简单，大哥发现了巫师天赋，要前往上域，恐怕很久都不能回来，我们缠着他，决定偷偷带我们出去玩一次，就在那路上，他为了救我受了一些伤，那是一只奇怪的虫子，刚开始还没有在意，直到之后的一天，大哥开始无法起床……”

The red-haired woman placed a cup of tea next to Lorigo. He raised his hand to hold the cup, feeling the temperature, but was reluctant to drink it.

"Father invited a wizard who hadn't left yet after testing my talent. The wizard said that my brother wasn't just injured in his arm, but also in a strange way, in his soul. Even after drinking some expensive potions, he still hadn't recovered, and he won't get better in the future. He can't embark on the path of a wizard again."

(End of this chapter)