Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 81 True and False

Ruger found it interesting and wanted to chat with the little guy for a few more words, but the little guy turned around and ran away after he finished speaking.

He stood in the yard and pondered for a moment, then looked at Kalu's closed door. Although Kalu had just told him not to disturb him, Ruger suddenly remembered that he seemed to have no money. The storage pockets he got from the wild wizard should have some, but those storage pockets were either damaged or thrown under the skirt of a dancer in the hall by Baonte's sword, and Kalu did not give him time to find them.

He thought about it and had no choice but to knock on the door again.

It's not good to ask for money for nothing, so I might as well exchange it for some magic stones! Luger thought.

He had actually realized something earlier in the Mystery City: he was also a genuine wild wizard, and one of the common ways wild wizards were born: picking up someone else's belongings and accidentally entering the extraordinary realm. If it weren't for the half-man, now known as Karyu, he would probably be just like what Karyu said at the dinner table, a low-level apprentice spellcaster, blending in with some low-ranking mercenary group or adventure group, and probably relying on the fireball spell to make a living for the rest of his life.

But that's not bad either, having enough food and drink is also life, Ruger thought with a smile.

Dangdang Dangdang!
After a long time without any response, he increased his strength and knocked three more times.

With his strength, the door slowly opened a crack.

He pushed gently, and the gap opened up gradually with the force, and a room that looked pretty good appeared in front of him. The so-called solidity here meant that a large amount of a certain stone was used. He looked around the stone house, slowly stepped into it, and then walked to the compartment.

He scratched his head; the development of things seemed a little beyond his expectations.

Kalu is missing!
He recalled the scene when they first met and began to use his mental power to perceive, but after a lot of effort he found nothing.

Is it dead? Turned to ash?
Luger was lost in thought.

For a moment, he felt both amused and sad that he suddenly welcomed his real life as a wild wizard in this way.

He shook his head and didn't think too much about it.

He turned around, closed the door, returned to his room, and lay on the bed he had not seen for a long time. The lower half of the bed was also made of stones. It seemed that the burrowing worms really scared the people of the Abyss Cave. After his routine meditation, he fell asleep.

He felt a mixture of surprise and loss, but also a sense of relief. After all, half-humans were so mysterious and unpredictable. No matter what happened, Luger had to move forward, so everything was worth relaxing about. This was a day worth relaxing on. Furthermore, Kaliu had brought him to the human world, allowing him to access extraordinary powers. This was more than enough. Furthermore, he was likely stronger than the average wild wizard and possessed a rare artifact.

He was awakened by a scream.

He strode into the yard and saw a strange figure lying in a pool of blood, one leg missing, and a hole inexplicably appeared in his yard.

Ground worm?
The man had fainted from the pain.

Ruger was a bit puzzled. How should he deal with this kind of thing in the Abyss Cave? Should he just throw it away?
"Hey, big guy!"

The child ran over when he heard the sound and stood in the same place as last time.

"You must have been targeted. You can tell at a glance that he is not from Yuanku. The news must have been sold. He must be here to steal something. Give me some food and I can help you get rid of him." The child said confidently.

"I don't think so. I can handle it myself."

As he spoke, he used the power of a bull to complete the spell, picked up the man in the pool of blood, and made a throwing gesture.

He hadn't used his full strength since becoming a Dragonborn kobold.

This yard was close to the edge of the town, and he was confident that he could throw the man out of the town in one go. The man was also much lighter than he had imagined, and should be a thin guy.

The man swung the gun twice in Ruger's hand, and just as he was about to let go and throw it.

"Stop! Stop, stop, stop!" The man holding the child in his hand suddenly spoke, "I was wrong, tall and mighty sir, I was wrong. I just wanted to get something to eat. It was him, he was the one who said that you should be easy to fool." The man holding the child in his hand suddenly pointed at the child behind the wall.

Luger smiled and carried him over.

"Where are your legs? Are they hidden behind your back?" he said as he walked.

"Uh, sir, I was bitten off by a ground borer on the street when I was a child." The man said with a dry laugh.

Luger exerted a little force and threw the man next to the child behind the wall.

The child looked nervous. This was the first time he saw the child's face clearly. He saw a dirty little face covered with scars. It looked like it was less than ten years old. At this moment, it was staring at his every move with wide eyes.

"This is all I have." A fat meat worm appeared in his hand. He took a big bite of it in front of the child and then said, "If you want to eat it, I'll give it to you. Don't disturb my sleep again."

He threw most of the worm over the wall.

The child took it in a hurry and pulled the one-legged man beside him to bow to him.

Ruge ignored it and turned to go to Kalu's room and checked again. There was still no one in sight and no clues were found.

He simply stopped sleeping, straightened his robe, put on his hood, and staggered towards the town.

"Sir, sir!"

The child caught up from behind.

"You are very strong and look fierce. I can introduce you to a very good mercenary group." The child said hurriedly behind him.

Ruger kept walking, waved his hands twice from a distance, and then ignored it.

He began to wander around the town with purpose.

Integrate here, solve the money problem, try to contact other extraordinary people, preferably spellcasters, and wild wizards, and then get in touch with that circle. Wild wizards must also have their own way of communicating and trading privately.

He thought to himself that this would be a good opportunity to meet some mercenaries and adventurers.

These two groups actually overlap quite a bit, adventurers generally focus on exploring ruins and dangerous places in search of treasure, but occasionally some of them work part-time as mercenaries, and the same goes for mercenary teams, who sometimes also take on more promising careers like banditry.

A burst of noise attracted Luger's attention.

A lot of people were crowded there.

Ruger also squeezed over. It was a group of people preparing for an expedition and recruiting some temporary members, and the money was very large.

Not only did they hire a team of adventurers, they also found a mercenary group. At this moment, they explicitly stated that they welcome mysterious spellcasters, preferably wizards. Of course, these were just some ignorant honorifics, referring to wizard apprentices, not formal wizards.

A group of onlookers whispered to each other.

Ruger touched his chin, feeling somewhat moved.

He was thinking about what kind of identity he should present himself as if he were to participate. Should he say that he was a wizard apprentice? Also, he wondered if his appearance would scare these people away from hiring him.

(End of this chapter)