Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 62 Duckweed and Breeze

The shriveled thing and half of the face disappeared, leaving only an old boot standing alone in the middle of the altar. At the same time, the altar seemed to have completed its final mission. In the blink of an eye, the light disappeared, and a few thinner bones even burned inexplicably and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye. The rest of the thick bones and the crimson scars were all cracking, and turned into debris in the blink of an eye.

In the end, only the boot remained intact, lying tilted in a pile of garbage.

The originally peaceful castle suddenly shook, as if someone had shivered.

Luger looked at the handsome boy.

"Our world is gone, and the father I relied on has also disappeared, just like this old castle," the young man, having come up empty-handed, regained his composure. "It seems solid, but it collapses in an instant. We are rootless, vain creatures, superfluous to this world. The peace we achieved in our youth, the beauty we carefully maintained, are all incredibly fragile. Just like our world, many people don't know that it's actually just a huge refuge."

Ruger had heard the succubus talk about their past in the plane of existence.

"I really envy you, wizard. You can choose your own path and live the life you choose..."

The handsome young man actually showed undisguised envy for the disheveled, hairless, puppy-headed man in front of him.

"I can still hold on for a while, and I can let you leave peacefully. I just didn't expect that my body could actually make a long journey across the world in the end."

As the young man spoke, he began to walk out. His illusory body now moved like a real person. Although there was still no sound of footsteps, he was walking up one step at a time.

"I also want to go out and take a look at what the abyss looks like. I've been here for over three hundred years." The handsome young man paused on the steps and looked back. "Don't worry, Mr. Wizard, I won't let myself fall into hysteria in these precious last moments. Maintaining the Steel Family's last dignity until my last moment on earth is all I can do."

The boy said and continued to walk upwards.

"However, the choice you made is not entirely wrong."

A voice came from the top of the stairs, and when I looked again, the young man was no longer there.

Luger was in no hurry to leave.

Seeing that he was the only one left here, he immediately began to try to open the space door, and even found a wall for the first time in a long time to cooperate with his imaginary concentration.

The space gate that had been absent for many days successfully appeared again. He did not shed tears, but was quite excited. The sense of security that the retreat route was successfully opened was indescribable. At the same time, the biggest gain this time was that it made him, who was inexperienced, realize that the space gate could also be directly suppressed by a powerful guy, suppressed to the point where it was difficult to open.

He quickly climbed the stone steps. Without any worries, his mind naturally became active.

He strode back to the library, his eyes gleaming as he gazed at the rows of bookshelves. As long as it was in the Abyssal language, not some minor language from that plane of existence, he would consider acquiring it. The books here were clearly protected in some way. He picked up a random book and flipped through it, finding it all in excellent condition.

After the initial careful search, he quickly changed his strategy and began to check several bookshelves in an area. Although the space of the Abyss Bedroom was large, not everything was collected there. Many books were pretentious works of the aristocracy. To him, they were not as good as the shelf of weird novels that he had put away before.

What he really wanted, of course, were books on extraordinary knowledge. Those were his most precious treasures, priceless, especially since they were 100% authentic exotic goods.

Ruger ran around quickly, looking through the books. He had even collected half a bookshelf of books on architecture, but he didn't see any of the extraordinary knowledge that he had imagined would broaden his horizons.

A palpitating feeling, with the light of spirituality flickering.

He knew that he couldn't be greedy anymore. As a noble in the plane world, he should have a certain restrained expectation for his public library.

So he exerted force on his feet and ran towards the treasury that was said to exist in every noble family. Although there must be a small secret treasury where precious items were kept, this large treasury used to reward retainers and even allow meritorious people to enter and choose was equally tempting.

He ran a few steps, thinking about the map, suddenly stopped, then turned and rushed to the main gate of the castle.

This map was created by a succubus scholar. If nothing unexpected had happened, the other party would have already taken action and even picked out the best things.

Luger came to the gate of the castle, breathing heavily.

The darkness outside the castle was slowly fading, and the castle began to tremble.

"I knew you were alive," said Ruger.

"Don't even think about attacking me," the succubus stepped out from the shadows. "This is the reward I deserve for three hundred years."

She actually had a package on her body, which showed that the storage ring on her hand was already full.

"From now on, I will have to survive in this abyss. There will never be another chance like this."

She seemed to be very regretful as she spoke, but she kept a distance from Ruger. When the distance was far away, she looked at the fading darkness outside without blinking, and soon she could see the lifeless sky of the abyss.

Rumble!
The ancient city began to tremble. Ruger stared at her and decided to provide assistance as needed when there was danger, such as sharing the luggage.

He deeply agreed with what the succubus said. If he returned to the cave, he would not have many opportunities like this.

Suddenly, the black curtain shook, and the face of the old butler Izel could be seen from above. He seemed very angry.

"Don't try to hold on any longer," a loud shout echoed in the distance. The handsome young man became more solid and stood in the small square of the ancient castle. "I know you're very tired. I've used up the remaining essence of the castle. Rest for a while, Uncle Izel. I've used all my strength. Now you can definitely see and hear me, even if you don't want to."

The darkness that had enveloped the castle from sunlight for three hundred years and protected it for three hundred years just happened to show signs of unsustainable fluctuations at this moment.

The entire castle began to shake, and huge rocks began to collapse and fall.

The young master was still talking loudly to the old butler Izel. It seemed that the changes in the surroundings could not interrupt him. Even though his voice was completely drowned out by the environment, he still did not stop talking.

As for the succubus, she cleverly jumped out at the first opportunity, with her slender little tail swinging under her robe.

Ruger looked back and followed closely behind. He was in a very calm state of mind and even held a book on architectural aesthetics in his hand.

"Haha! I'm finally out! Abyss," the succubus scholar shouted as he escaped from the castle, never once looking back. "This is the abyss, where our ancestors were born, where they fled."

Ruger looked at the location of the castle. It was a crack in the ground. The castle was located directly in it like a wine bottle cork. Now its collapse just filled it up, just like the original soil was filled back in.

He also saw the immovable gap in space, which was originally in the young master's room. Now the castle disappeared like a biscuit, and it also left the coverage of the room, but was soon submerged by the falling rubble.

"The commotion here will soon attract some nasty things. Let's leave first."

The succubus scholar turned around and spoke, still keeping a certain distance from Ruger.

But Luger did not move.

"I'm leaving," he said.

"Boring."

As she spoke, she took a step forward and suddenly fell.

"Uh--"

She hurriedly took out a bottle of silver potion and poured it into her mouth, making a strange sound.

Ruger did not move rashly. He could see her cracked palm, which began to recover after drinking the potion, but then cracked again, and tiny cracks soon spread all over her hand.

He looked at the book in his hand, raised his hand and moved it slightly, and the thick book turned into ashes.

This is not the ravages of time, nor the curse of the abyss, and it is even less likely to be damage from improper preservation. It seems to be related to the destruction of that world.

"Are you ok?"

Luger stepped forward and supported her.

The succubus scholar was now crawling hard towards the ruins of the ancient castle.

Seeing this, he reached out to hold her and ran back to the ruins.

The succubus scholar's symptoms were relieved immediately, but it was only relieved, and the speed of the cracking was gradually increasing. He took out some more dragon blood, but she didn't even look at it.

Without saying a word, she just lay there, staring blankly at the sky.

"Go ahead. There might be demons you can't handle soon... All the good stuff is here..."

Upon hearing this, Ruger looked into the distance, and when he turned back, the succubus had turned into pieces on the ground without him knowing, and only a ring was flying towards him in an arc.

He opened his palm to catch the ring, but before he could hold it firmly, the ring was blown away by the wind.

(End of this chapter)