Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 29 Inheritance and Gift

The round bead that was originally extremely smooth in his hand now had an obvious crack. Strands of wonderful things were floating out from the crack and then slowly retracted. Each time, a small part of it would completely dissipate. According to his perception, the wonderful things seemed to be composed of the other party's mental power, but there was a little difference.

"What did you do?" Yuanzhu asked.

"Does it count as holding you in my hand like a treasure?" Ruger realized that this seemed to be a very serious problem for the other party.

Although he didn't know what the other party wanted to do before, it was definitely not a good thing, so he was happy to see the other party's panic.

"It stinks! How can you stink so bad?!"

Yuanzhu suddenly started screaming.

"Huh? Why can I still smell?"

Just as the other party's mental energy was fluctuating violently, he expressed doubts, and Ruger suddenly flicked his arm, flinging the bead away, and then quickly stepped away. Just then, in his perception, the cracks in the bead were rapidly growing.

The round bead made a crisp sound when it hit the stone wall, but not a single piece of it fell off after repeated collisions. Finally, it bounced a few times and rolled to the ground, where it cracked bit by bit.

The voice coming from the bead screamed, and it was not known whether it was because of the cracking or the stench that caused it to collapse.

A gray shadow rushed out from the orb.

"You could have left, but now I have no choice but to choose you."

Gray Shadow's voice seemed much calmer than when he spoke to Yuanzhu. As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards Ruger like a stream of light transformed from gray air.

Ruger smiled and occasionally looked back, using his mental power to roughly sense the situation behind him.

He had already distanced himself from the gray shadow in advance, and the speed at which it pounced on him was much faster than that, but a rough estimate showed that it would still take him quite a while to deal with it.

From the moment the other party sensed the stench, he didn't panic too much. He ran as fast as he could, following the map in his mind, moving towards the wizard's fallen spot, aiming to kill two birds with one stone without wasting a single ounce of energy.

"How dare you—how dare you—"

After running for a while, the gray shadow seemed to see through his intentions and suddenly became furious, increasing his speed by three times.

"Oh? Do you know where I'm going? That wouldn't be your corpse, would it? Hahaha!"

The dog-headed man laughed with an ugly face, and seemed to be the one who did evil. He realized that this guy seemed to have become like this because his brain was not in good condition. He had violent mood swings all the time, and he couldn't suppress it with his mental strength. He was an easy target to provoke.

"Ah! What a stinky smell! How could this happen? What's that smell... Stupid decision. Is this the spell you came up with by transforming yourself into a kobold?"

One was chasing and the other was fleeing. The distance between them was gradually shortening, and the speed of both of them was also slowing down.

Luger had already seen the destination of his journey.

A corpse was brutally embedded high in the cave wall. The black blood flowed down the wall and solidified there, like a deep black door.

The corpse was wearing a simple black robe with only a patterned hood. The hood sat securely on the corpse's head, obscuring his features. The most noticeable mark on the body was a horizontal cut across the waist, likely the final, fatal wound.

"As a crude kobold, I can still feel the beauty of that. It's the artistic aura of unpretentious craftsmanship. Your death is truly artistic."

Luger turned around and praised, clapping his hands twice as he ran. He noticed that the gray shadow had already shown signs of slowing down, so he had to encourage it generously. The gray shadow flashed, but this time it did not pounce.

"We can cooperate." Gray Shadow said, stopping the meaningless chase.

Luger ignored it and didn't stop until he had put a considerable distance between them again. He knew that Gray Shadow was already very weak.

The gray shadow just stood in the distance and watched him. In fact, he had been slowly disappearing as he chased him all the way.

"You are here for that too, right? I know something about that city. I can also help you erase the mark on the storage bag. Anyway, I don't need it for the time being." The gray shadow said swayingly, but never came closer.

"I can tear it apart myself."

As Luger spoke, he walked back and forth, and seemed to take a few steps forward diagonally, once again bringing the gray shadow into the range of the foul-smelling skin.

The gray shadow swayed and retreated silently.

"I sense that you are a low-level apprentice, a third-level wizard apprentice at most, yet you dare to touch the mission of Wizard Nitli. You are a brave fighter, not a brainless person. You must lack some magic stones and spell resources. If you force open the storage bag, you will lose half of it if you are lucky, and 90% of it will be sent to the void space if you are unlucky." The gray shadow seemed to be very confident and spoke slowly.

"I'm a very easy-to-please person," Ruger said.

He was on guard, guarding against Gray Shadow's dying counterattack.

No matter how good the offer, he wouldn't dare touch it. It all stemmed from his own ignorance. Even if a spell contract was placed before him, he wouldn't know if the other party had rigged it, if they had secretly laid some harmful trap. He didn't understand the world of the catacombs, nor did he know the knowledge of spells, but he knew he only had one life.

The gray shadow swayed silently from side to side, like a small flame about to go out.

"Hand, just let me stay in your palm. This is my biggest concession. You can wrap me with your mental power, and your feet can also. Bring me back to the wizard tower, and I will give you another reward." Gray Shadow finally lost the composure he had maintained all along.

Ruger just shook his head, his eyes already looking towards the passage on the side.

A blue and white ray suddenly shot out from his hand!
The gray shadows were disturbed, creating a void, but they soon recovered after swaying.

"It's just as I expected." He had long anticipated that the spells he currently possessed might have no effect against this strange enemy.

The gray shadow pounced forward, faster than ever before, like an arrow shot from a bow.

Ruger felt a strong malice on the black and gray arrow that he had never seen before. It was completely different from the simple instinctive ferocity of the lizardmen and dog-headed men. The strong malice emitted strong emotional fluctuations under the stirring of mental power, which made people shudder instantly when touched by mental power. There was tremendous anger and despair, endless regret and eagerness, as well as bottomless regret, and seemingly boundless hatred.

It was precisely these things that caused the arrow formed by the gray shadow to begin to burn along the way. The gray flames shook violently, accompanied by splashes of faint light.

Luger still cautiously stepped back a distance.

The gray shadow finally did not reach the place where he was originally standing, and turned into ashes, leaving behind a light gray translucent crystal on the ground.

The cooperation that had not yet started was declared completely over.

Ruger waited there for a long time, and only dared to go over when he saw that there was no response at all. Although the inheritance process was very unpleasant, he still planned to keep his promise and bury the other party after searching for the things.

(End of this chapter)