Magicians never make wishes

Chapter 155 The Sorcerer Behind It

"What do you mean?"

Ronan asked instinctively, a vague sense of foreboding creeping into his heart.

"Necromancers almost never dual-wield, and even when they do use curse magic, they do so through special tools. Plague shamans themselves do not learn any curse magic."

Reihart continued in a low voice, "And to allow a cursed spirit to parasitize one's body to resist the curse, one must first learn those specific curse spells—"

The more he analyzed, the more organized he became, and he quickly found inconsistencies that contradicted the facts.

"Captain, what do you mean?"

If Reihart is right, then—

"That's right. A plague shaman wouldn't spend a huge sum to convert a cursed spirit that's useless to him. Unless his son abandons the noble position of shaman and specializes in exorcism, it's highly likely that this cursed spirit was created by someone from the sorcery lineage."

"Only a sorcerer would go to such lengths to create a cursed spirit."

As Lehart spoke, images of all the sorcerers he knew within the academy flashed through his mind.

Who are some of the sorcerers whose recent behavior has shown obvious abnormalities?

As Lehart pondered, a familiar face came to mind.

He couldn't help but chuckle, muttering to himself, "Could it really be that guy—"

"Thanks to you for taking down those two Plague Clan apprentices. If this Death Curse Spirit had completed its transformation and grown back then, we'd probably be facing a third-tier Death Curse Spirit today."

"Captain, how did you know they were two apprentices from the Plague Clan?"

Ronan was startled, but asked expressionlessly.

He did not recall telling him the exact number of plague apprentices.

Reihart said unhurriedly, "Although I don't know why these two suddenly returned and were killed by you, without you, they would have become food for the Death Curse Spirit the moment the seal was broken—the Death Curse Spirit's favorite food is humans with strong mental power. It usually eats two at a time, so it can hold one in each hand to eat."

"Really?" Ronan asked, looking incredulous.

What a bizarre way of eating!

Ronan decided to do some thorough research on the Magic Network later.

"Captain, I was forced to advance to become an elemental mage because of an emergency. Will the academy punish me for not choosing to advance to necromancer?"

It must be said that Ronan's concerns are not entirely unfounded.

If the necromancer academy were to hand over elemental mages, it would indeed have negative consequences—it all depends on how the Necromancer Valley handles it.

Perhaps it's a minor punishment to serve as a warning, perhaps it's a lenient approach followed by a gentle demotion, or perhaps it's a tolerant and indifferent attitude—

The last possibility is a bit less likely, but it's not impossible.

Ronan reassured himself.

Upon hearing this, Leigh's face immediately turned grave: "This is also what I'm about to tell you. Although the Valley of the Dead has long since lost its status as the representative of the necromancy academy, the principles upheld by its ancient traditions cannot be easily ignored."

"In your case, to put it mildly, it's a personal matter; to put it more seriously, it involves espionage between various factions—which is quite difficult to handle."

"I will report your situation to higher-ups, providing a detailed explanation and trying my best to put in a good word for you. The specific handling of the matter will depend on their decision."

Ronan thought to himself, "It would be best if there was room for negotiation."

Just don't execute me right away.

"Captain, if we kill this cursed spirit, will we offend the sorcerer behind it?"

Ronan then asked another question.

He felt that this trip had been incredibly unlucky.

Not only were their own plans disrupted, but they were also suddenly hit with two pieces of bad news.

"Hard to say—" Reihart's eyes suddenly seemed to want to say something but stopped, "He's probably too busy lately to deal with you."

"Captain, do you already know who the other party is?"

Ronan asked疑惑地问，就没待待问，“我是自己这个人吗？”

"I don't have any concrete evidence right now, so I can't just accuse people randomly. If you're worried about being cursed for no reason, you'd better prepare some anti-curse items," Lehart said hesitantly.

What items can be used to ward off curses?

Ronan wanted to take this opportunity to quickly extract some useful knowledge from Lehart.

"Anti-curse items are generally high-end equipment, such as Blood of Aggri and Holy Spirit Imprint, which are generally worth around 500."

Above magic stones. These anti-curse items are things that can directly confront curses.

"But in daily life, to truly prevent curses, one must be careful not to let enemies collect one's biological information and real name."

Ronan was shocked to hear that it cost five hundred magic stones.

He immediately abandoned the idea of ​​preparing these ghostly things.

However, when he heard the second half of Reihart's sentence, his heart tightened: "Real name?"

"That's right. High-level curses often only require knowing your real name to cast a curse from a distance. Of course, at your current level, you don't need to consider curses of this level. This is an ability that only fifth-level or higher sorcerers can reach."

Ronan felt a sense of relief; that was good.

Not to mention offending him, he had never even seen a fifth-tier sorcerer.

The main reason he felt threatened about his real name was the contract he signed with Professor Grecker.

At that time, the other party specifically emphasized that they required you to sign your real name. Obviously, the punishment mechanism was similar to this high-end curse.

"Go and call those two friends you found back. Running around in the Bone Swamp could easily lead them into some big guy's lair."

Ronan nodded, took out his crystal ball, and connected it to the magic network.

Send a message to the two via the magic network, informing them that they are safe and should not wander around. It would be best to find a safe place to wait for them, or go directly to the mission hall.

However, the two were clearly still on the run and had no time to access the magic network, so they couldn't see his message.

Therefore, Ronan could only expand the scope of his mental domain and begin searching along the direction the two had previously fled.

Actually, he felt a little sorry for the two of them.

He was originally just looking for apprentices who met Lehart's requirements, but he never expected to run into the two of them by chance.

By chance, they teamed up to complete the mission, but they never expected to encounter such a dangerous situation.

I don't know what Reihart was thinking, insisting on forming a four-person team.

The key point is that these four people's missions haven't been registered in the mission hall yet; they're considered his private missions.

"Captain, why did you insist on forming a four-person team before setting off?" Ronan couldn't help but ask.

Lehart, not understanding Ronan's purpose in asking this, countered, "Otherwise? Send forty men?"

Ronan's face darkened. "What I mean is, why didn't you just bring me? Why did you have to bring other people?"

"Well—that brings me to the task the academy assigned me. I'm actually obligated to mentor this batch of apprentices I've abducted. However, I've found that I can't mentor too many, otherwise it will affect my abduction progress. I can only mentor as many as I can."

"Then how do you ensure that all the apprentices you bring are ones you've kidnapped?"

"Oh, that used to be a problem, but now, I'm basically the one who kidnaps people in the Valley of the Dead, so as long as they're freshmen, they're eligible."

Hearing this, Ronan finally understood why so many people on the forum knew about Reihart.

Isn't this another way of having students all over the world?