Chapter 33: The Devil's Symphony

With his current mental strength, Rosie was far from being able to support a spell of this scale, a water sphere with a diameter of more than ten meters, which was something that only a wizard could move.

Luo Xi was able to forcefully use it because of the advantage of the location. He could directly draw water from the lake without going through the process of gathering water elements, which saved him 90% of his mental energy consumption.

In addition, Rosie's own magical abilities are also an indispensable and important factor.

Water Ball Technique: Proficient.

With the help of the system, he has mastered spells with extremely high proficiency, and this Great Water Ball spell has reached the mastery level.

The combination of favorable terrain and his own exceptional magical knowledge enabled him to unleash a spell with energy levels approaching those of a wizard, despite only being a high-level apprentice.

A few minutes later.

"Huff!~ Huff!~" Heavy breathing echoed along the lakeside. Rosie, leaning on her wand, knelt on one knee on the lake shore, looking extremely tired.

Mobilizing this level of energy was still too much of a stretch. Luo Xi felt as if his mental energy had been drained, and his entire head suddenly became dizzy and extremely tired.

After resting for a while, he straightened up and looked out at the lake.

But then they saw that the lake water had already carried Joseph's body to the surface. At this time, he had returned to his original human form, with his eyes wide open and his eyeballs bulging out, looking like he had died with his eyes open.

Although it appeared that Joseph was dead, Rosie still did not approach rashly.

Many wizards have bizarre ways of preserving their lives; they can survive even with their hearts pierced or their heads cut off, making it impossible for humans to determine whether a wizard is dead.

Rosie stared at Joseph's corpse, concentrated her mind, and released her mental energy outward, which transformed into tentacles that extended towards him.

I checked him thoroughly with my mental energy, but I couldn't detect any trace of life, and most importantly, there was no mental energy response whatsoever.

"It seems he really is dead."

A wizard with no mental energy response is like a human without breath. But thinking about it, Joseph is at most a high-level apprentice, and those strange methods are far beyond his grasp.

Only after thinking this through did Rosie feel relieved. He summoned a gust of wind to sweep Joseph's body to the shore, then took out a pair of leather gloves, put them on, and began to examine the body in front of him.

"Is this what a dark wizard is?"

This was Rosie's first encounter with dark wizards, but he had heard far too much about this group while he was at the castle.

According to the Alliance's definition, they are a group of people who have deviated from the orthodox path of wizards. They are paranoid, cruel, crazy, and extreme, and they will stop at nothing to benefit themselves.

Such practices, like installing the limbs or organs of some powerful magical beast or forcibly injecting certain ancient bloodlines into one's body, are mostly done by dark wizards.

This is why many black wizards are severely corrupted, with terrifying appearances, insane mentalities, and their bodies and minds are on the verge of collapse.

"You've had your heart and spleen replaced, and they even had an opening made in your stomach. Is it because they can't digest food properly?"

Joseph in front of him was a typical example. Rosie saw more than one incision on his body, one on his chest and one on his lower back. It was obvious that the internal organs had been replaced, and there was also a zipper-like opening on his stomach that could be opened at any time.

"That's too extreme!"

While such excessive physical modifications may bring immense power in the short term, they will inevitably lead to numerous dangers when advancing in rank.

On Joseph's body, Rosie quickly found a small cloth bag, and the unique spatial fluctuations indicated that this should be the spatial pocket that Joseph always carried with him.

The spiritual imprints on the spatial pockets are all linked to the user's spiritual power. When the user's spiritual power dies, the imprints on the spatial pockets naturally collapse, and Rosie's spiritual tentacles enter the pockets without any hindrance.

Upon seeing this, Luo Xi was immediately delighted.

The spatial pocket was about two cubic meters in size. The first thing that caught his eye was a pile of magic stones in the corner. Rosie roughly counted them and found that there were more than two thousand of them.

"That's really unexpected!"

Having been in the wizarding world for three years, Rosie's entire fortune amounted to only a few hundred magic stones, which she had spent entirely on preparing for this trip.

But now, he has easily gained two thousand magic stones, and this feeling is just too good to be true.

"It's true what they say, no one gets rich without unexpected wealth!"

Rosie then turned her gaze to the side of the magic stone, where a black-covered notebook sat. Rosie picked it up and looked at it. It was a magic journal, containing records related to demonology. Joseph's magic probably came from this.

Next to the notebook was a badge with a demon symbol on it and the words "Devil's Symphony" in small print below.

Rosie frowned. "Devil's Melody? Never heard of that name. Is it a dark wizarding organization?"

Like white wizards, black wizards also gather together to form organizations, some of the larger black wizard organizations even wielding influence comparable to the Alliance.

For example, the Dark Tower, which occupies the Dark Forest, possesses the strength to rival the Elemental Castle.

"If that's the case, what's the purpose of these guys doing all this? They couldn't possibly be so bored as to murder a human count, could they?" Rosie wondered.

The black wizards' madness was just an illusion; they did everything with a strong purpose. Rosie couldn't understand what benefit they would gain from killing a human count.

Since Joseph is a wizard, it's unlikely that he's after a title. After all, for a wizard, even a black wizard who is universally hated, a human noble status isn't something worth wasting his energy on.

If a superhuman could kill a human, it would be easy for them. Why would they need to use a curse and delay for so long?

Could it be because of some personal grudge against the Earl? But that doesn't seem likely.

"Never mind, let the castle investigate."

After thinking about it for a while without any clue, Rosie put the matter aside. Anyway, it wasn't within his scope of duties. He would report the situation to the castle later, and the castle would send someone to investigate.

Finally, I checked the space pocket again. There were some miscellaneous materials in the pocket, which together amounted to about a few hundred magic stones.

Upon returning to Blackrock Fortress, Rosie immediately wrote a letter summarizing the events, and then entrusted Carol to deliver the letter to the Misty Forest.

These are special letters marked with the spirit of the castle. Simply hang the letter on a tree in the Misty Forest and a raven will come to pick it up and deliver it to the Elemental Castle, which is thousands of miles away.

Because it involved a dark wizard, the castle responded quickly; on the third day alone, an owl came to Rosie's window to ask him for details.

Rosie recounted the whole story to Owl in detail, only slightly embellishing the part about defeating Joseph to conceal his advanced apprentice status; everything else was explained truthfully.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Apprentice Rosie. Element Castle will reward you appropriately for your outstanding performance."

After making an empty promise, the owl flew away with Joseph's body in its arms.

(End of this chapter)

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