Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 32 The Fragrance and the Truth

The bonfire crackled from time to time, and the flames swayed, causing light and shadows to roll on the two people's faces.

Ruger was thinking about the heritage site in his mind, but his feet were still walking towards the campfire. The spiritual light was flashing, just like his wildly beating heart. He knew that the strong man looking at the campfire was locking his eyes on him. He had stopped the smelly skin as soon as the passionate man said the first word. Sometimes malice is not immediately fatal, but the trouble caused may develop in unexpected places.

He sat down on the other side of the campfire.

"Thanks you."

He had read in Kalu's diary that low-level apprentices should respect high-level apprentices, especially those at the extreme level.

"Actually, that guy may not have any malicious intentions, and if he knew I was on the team, things wouldn't develop that way, so he probably wouldn't do that," said Baonte.

Ruge felt that this extreme apprentice was very serious. He would say so much even to a low-level apprentice like him. In Kalu's diary, many apprentices would gradually become withdrawn, and some old apprentices were extremely difficult to get along with.

"I didn't mean to help you, so you don't have to thank me. I did that just because I hated him and wanted him to get out of my sight. But your appearance helped me, and I want to thank you for giving me an excuse. In fact, I would rather have a fight with him, a fierce one, and take the opportunity to beat him up." Baonte said, throwing something over.

Luger reached out and caught it, and it turned out to be a large piece of magic stone.

Crack! Bang!

The flames exploded, nearly went out, then staggered back to life.

A figure walked out, it was the man who had been playing with fire.

"Hmm? Where did he go?"

The Flame Man was holding a large beast leg in his hand. It looked like a fat hind leg from some unfortunate underground beast.

In response to the Flame Man's question, Baonte simply shrugged.

The Flame Man showed an understanding expression, then began to deal with the beast leg, muttering as he did so.

"You used the Sound Illusion Technique when you asked me to get the beast's legs? Hmm? I said 'okay', but what did that guy hear?" The Flame Man lowered his head and spoke while busying himself. His emotions were very stable, as if he had guessed it long ago. "Little guy, remember, don't be fooled by this big guy's appearance. He's a strange guy. Strange is the most accurate description of him. He's neither bad nor good..."

Baonte shrugged again and said, "He also heard 'yes', but the first sentence is different. I didn't risk tampering with your words. I only changed my own. You know, I'm not good at this, so it was very difficult. I also had to find a way to hide the spell fluctuations. But that guy was so annoying."

The oil on the animal legs dripped from time to time as they were roasted. The two of them were sometimes silent, and sometimes they chatted for a few words.

Luger looked around and felt that the atmosphere had eased and he seemed to be able to leave.

"Thank you both for your kindness. I think I should leave now."

He stood up and spoke calmly, but he was actually a little panicked. Sitting with two powerful wizard apprentices made him feel more nervous than facing two powerful underground beasts.

In an instant, he felt his breath being locked again, as if his every move was covered by a pair of invisible big hands, as if the hands could touch his dog hair if they moved a little slower.

"You can't leave." said the Flame Man.

As the Flame Man turned the beast leg over, bursts of fragrance were emitting, and various condiments that Ruger did not recognize were sprinkled on it. This level of taste was definitely something Ruger had not tasted for a long, long time. The boiled insects in the storage bag that he was reluctant to eat more of suddenly lost their fragrance.

The aroma makes you want to swallow your saliva.

But the reason Luger swallowed his saliva at this moment was more because of nervousness, like a criminal waiting for sentencing.

If he had any sin, then according to his superficial understanding, being weak in the underground world was a sin.

"This is enough for three people. It's not good to waste it. We must respect the creatures in the cave world." The fire man said as he began to cut the meat from the beast's leg. He took out a clean plate with golden patterns on it, which made Ruger dazed for a moment. He took it in a daze, having an illusion, a strange feeling that he was back in the civilized world.

Ruger wanted to appear elegant, but that was really difficult to do. Even under the dual influence of fear and worry, he still couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food.

The dog-headed man's sense of smell and taste finally came in handy here. He was worried that eating sticky bugs all year round would cause them to degenerate.

"Look, Baonte, this little guy's appetite is the best compliment to me."

Flame Man seemed very satisfied with Luger's performance.

Baonte ignored him and continued eating with his head down, occasionally taking out a crystal-like ball to look at it.

"Those troublesome big bugs should be really dead, but I don't know where that little bug has hidden." said Baonte.

The Flame Man looked calm as he cut off another large piece of meat for Luger.

"This mission is very unusual. If there is no clear result after waiting for three more days, I will give up and leave here." said the Flame Man.

"Humph!"

Baonte snorted coldly.

"Master Wizard Nitli's reward isn't easy to come by. He offers that kind of thing to attract Ultimate Wizard apprentices eager for advancement. Therefore, failure in the first phase of the mission is inevitable. Some Ultimate Wizard apprentices might even secretly help that little bug escape, giving it a wider range of movement, allowing it to follow spiritual guidance to find the city." The Flame Man changed the subject. "Among them is you? Now that we can't find that little bug man, complaining any more will only make you look even more foolish and incompetent."

"Hmph! Only a little guy like this would be interested in the reward for catching that bug." said Baonte.

Luger stood up again, and after finishing his meal, he thought he could really leave.

The two people's discussion about the little bug man made him feel very uneasy, fearing that some powerful spell could detect that he was related to the crying bug.

Moreover, the two of them were speaking the common language of the cave, and he was afraid that the cultivation bag on his waist would suddenly vibrate and attract the attention of the two.

"Thank you both for your hospitality. This is the best meal I've had in a long time."

He tried his best to remain calm, and then politely saluted the two of them.

This time there was no obstruction.

He only hated that he didn't know how to travel in a cool way, and couldn't leave in a cool and quick manner. He became more and more nervous as he walked, and he almost sprained his ankle.

"Ok?"

Baonte suddenly stood up while looking at the crystal ball.

The Flame Man, on the other hand, looked neither hurried nor slow.

"If it's that little bug-man, I'll go. If it's that snake again, it's your personal business. Perhaps you could take the little guy over there with you. A low-level apprentice could still be of some use against the injured snake. Also, don't give him any more magic stones. What people like him need most is magical knowledge, even if it's just elementary. This is true for apprentices who started out as experimental subjects."

The Flame Man's words made Luger pause.

"I know you can kill that snake easily, but you have to catch it now."

(End of this chapter)