Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 53 Recycling and Utilization

In the dim room, Ruger's dog face was also stained with a layer of waxy yellow by the warm-toned crystals around it.

"Are you... still alive?"

Seeing that the other party was calm, Ruger tried to ask. After he said that, he thought that he seemed to have asked similar questions several times.

"Of course, but it's almost the same as dying. Unless you can give me a little fresh, delicious, and vital thing, I can feel better. Something like your blood. Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. You are my good partner in escaping. If I really hurt you, I would rather continue like this."

The dried corpse of the Abyssal Language teacher twisted and turned in place while speaking.

It can be seen that Lao Shi used to use a lot of body movements to assist his expression when speaking, just like Dasha Heng, except that Dasha Heng mainly supplemented his lack of communication skills.

Ruger was not panicked because he remembered the half pool of Old Gold Teeth's bath water. Although there was vomit in it, it was indisputable that it was genuine dragon blood and should not be wasted.

Recycling and reuse are all good things.

And in this kind of place, in this kind of situation, it might be a life-saving medicine.

Although the bedroom space was limited and prevented him from escaping successfully, it was still possible to use it as a storage bag. He had taken out and put back half of the half-human face before.

Thinking of this, he raised his hand and swept it across the table, selecting a suitable cup.

Among the entire set of drinking utensils on the table, this cup is probably the smallest in size, almost the smallest, but it is also the most beautiful one.

"My blood stinks, so here's something better. I hope you like it. This is for the most dedicated teacher I've ever met."

Ruger raised his wrist and placed the cup on the corner of the table next to the old corpse. It was already filled with dragon blood produced by Old Gold Teeth.

Feel the pressing breath of blood and the majestic vitality.

The old corpse remained silent for a moment, then suddenly dipped its finger into the cup. Dragon blood quickly vanished from the cup, a crimson color creeping up the corpse's arm. Just this small cup triggered a series of changes. The corpse, like a withered tree reborn, its shriveled frame began to swell and even sprout hair.

Ruger suddenly felt that Old Gold Teeth was such a waste and the utilization rate was simply incomparable.

Waited for a while.

A beautiful woman with a tired face appeared in front of him, blinking her eyes. She did not rush to speak, but moved her hands and feet clumsily, then staggered to the side and picked up a dry finger. After connecting the finger, she gently stroked the ring on it and took out a red robe with gold patterns.

She opened her mouth, her throat trembled, and she made a "huh" sound. She put on a golden and red robe and smiled. When she turned around, she was able to start speaking with her mouth.

"It's delicious. What is that? Is it dragon's blood?"

The woman walked slowly to Ruger, pulled out a chair and sat down slowly.

"The feeling of standing for three hundred years is really not that good..." She picked up the cup again and put it under her upturned nose to sniff it gently.

Luger saw a slender tail behind her.

"Can you tell me about this place?" Ruger said.

"say what?"

The woman put down the cup with sparkling eyes. Upon closer inspection, she found that she had not recovered well. There were even some dry cracks on her forehead, her nails were rough and cracked, and her new dark red hair was also sparse.

If it weren't for the tail behind her, she would be very similar to a human.

"Like how to get out of here," he said.

"I don't know, I'm not sure yet, I need to try."

The woman spouted a long string of words that were hardly pleasing to the eye. Ruger merely raised an eyebrow, restraining himself and trying to appear nonchalant. "Let me first tell you what I know. First, this is an inverted castle, mostly underground. And what you've seen today is probably all the intelligent beings here: you, me, and that damned old butler, Izel..." The woman gritted her teeth, but a crack broke.

"Do you have any way to convince the old butler? Or any other means?"

From what she said, Ruger thought that since there were only these three people here, the goal and what they were going to do were self-evident.

"I presume old Izel is dead. I've watched him become increasingly abnormal. I think he might have died three hundred years ago. It's the uniqueness of this castle and his obsession that sustains him. And you..." The woman stared at Ruger. "Strictly speaking, this castle is inaccessible to outsiders. Old Izel is like a ghost, sleepless day and night, the embodiment of this castle. That's why I didn't manage to escape."

"Will he suddenly realize that I'm not that young master, and then..." said Luger.

Boom boom boom!
There was a knock on the door.

Luger turned around and watched the door slowly open.

"Master, the class time is over. Please follow me back to your room to rest."

The voice of the old butler Izel came from outside the door.

The woman silently signaled him to get out quickly, so he got up and walked towards the door.

This man seemed to be very afraid of the old butler.

He followed the old butler back to the original room in silence without saying a word. As the door closed, he breathed a sigh of relief.

A dusty room is better than a tense confrontation.

He stood at the door, looked around, and then sat down in a corner of the room.

Although the half-human meant that the location of the crack leading to the abyss was something he could not control and depended on luck, Ruger thought of the dice. In fact, this crack could be said to be triggered by the power of the devil's dice. So, could coming here have anything to do with this mischievous dice?

The woman said that the castle was controlled by an old butler who never slept day and night, and leaving was difficult and uncertain. So, could we try to use the devil dice on the old butler? After all, he didn't need a normal way to leave. As long as the space door could be opened for a moment when the old butler was disturbed by the dice, he could just slip away.

He thought about it over and over again but had no clue.

He simply took out Kalu's diary and started reading it to calm his mood.

After a quick look, he found that the diary in his hand was obviously not a sequel, and there might be two or three volumes between it and the first one.

He looked at the diary in a relaxed manner, but gradually sat up straighter.

The diary mentions that Karyu hasn't given up on becoming a Beastmaster Wizard. This is partly due to the advantages Beastmaster Wizards have when it comes to becoming full wizards, and partly due to the missed opportunity Karyu had once had, which has become an obsession. The diary also mentions that he has decided on his ultimate goal for cultivation: a small, gray-white snake, and is pouring in the resources he's accumulated over the years.

At first, Luger was just watching for fun, but after watching for a while, he felt something was wrong.

Comparing the details, this little snake is clearly the gray long-necked holy lord that eventually fell into the hands of the wizard apprentice Baont.

He thought of a lot in an instant.

It seems that there will be some exciting things to watch, but the prerequisite is to get back alive first.

A familiar in that state usually signifies the death of their master. Normally, a familiar wouldn't stray far from their master. If that were the case, then was Baonte attempting to recover some valuable relic of Kalu? And what was Kalu's relationship with the half-human? A half-human could do things beyond the capabilities of a wizard apprentice, and naturally, the wizard apprentice couldn't resist.

However, since Karu's diary is in the hands of half-people, the other relics must have fallen into the hands of half-people as well.

Surely a strange object could be considered valuable? Ruger thought of how he had ended up here, and of the demon dice the half-man had given him.

(End of this chapter)