Wizards pursue the truth

Chapter 37 [37] Why are you forcing me!

rustle!

A cold wind rustled through the trees in the ancient forest, and the fireflies along the path illuminated the surrounding darkness, revealing only a few clearly visible leaves and branches, but mostly strangely shaped tree trunks. This indistinct, uncertain view instilled a subconscious sense of fear and unease.

He didn't experience such emotions; instead, he distanced himself from the fireflies along the witch's path and merged into the darkness of the ancient forest. His eyelids were covered in mutated scales, and his cheeks were also covered in them, giving him a slightly ferocious appearance. A membrane over his pupils allowed him to see everything clearly in the darkness.

Darkness is his protection.

Beneath his grey robes lay a strong and powerful physique. His long, deep breaths seemed to blend into the cold wind, rising and falling as his pupils remained fixed on the entrance and exit of the witch array path.

During this time of day, several new wizards will pass through this road alone, returning to their wizard residences.

Kill the ten easiest wizard newbies to kill.

This was the command in his mind!

Without needing to think or ask, having been named Number Two since birth, he had already carried out many commands, and this time would be no exception.

Beneath the sleeve of his robe, a short, jet-black weapon gleamed with a dark sheen, appearing exceptionally distinguished. Number Two maintained a constant flow of particle energy within his body; with just a thought, this low-grade magical artifact could be fully activated, allowing him to hunt down his target.

call!

The wind was blowing, carrying fallen leaves. Number Two's pupils, devoid of any emotion or humanity, trembled slightly. His hand, gripping the 'Shadow Assassin Blade,' tightened its muscles, like the meshing of mechanical gears.

It was a figure dressed in a black robe, very young and handsome, with a thoughtful look in his eyes, walking smoothly along the path of the witch array, completely unaware of his surroundings.

Number Two judged that the success rate of this hunt was 100%.

So he made his move. The power of his bloodline made his heart pound rapidly, and the massive circulation of blood, combined with the exertion of all his muscles, created a terrifying force. Unexpectedly, the ground that should have shattered and the resulting shockwave only emitted a low hissing sound. His figure vanished, merging into the darkness—a testament to the special talent of his extraordinary bloodline: "Concealment."

The figure in black robes continued walking, oblivious to the presence, his face heavy with worry, his handsome features furrowed in frown.

Buzz!

The infusion of particle energy caused the black blade of the Shadow Assassin to instantly extend to about one meter. The dark elemental particle energy amplified its damaging capabilities through subtle vibrations on the blade.

puff!

The long blade severed the head; the marrow and spine were as soft as tofu. The splattered blood and the fallen black-robed corpse were all so horrifying.

Number Two's pupils were numb and lifeless; killing someone elicited no physiological response from him. It was as ordinary as kicking away a soda can when someone is bored.

The Shadow Blade could slice through particle energy shields and also block the particle radiation effects of the Mist Magic Array, reducing the effectiveness of the mist by half. However, the order was for him to choose the easiest method and minimize information exposure. Breaking into the new students' quarters was too risky.

Number Two sheathed the Shadow Blade into his sleeve, and then had to kill nine more targets.

The mission was simple: he was tasked with assassinating a freshman with no combat experience, hiding in the shadows.

Number Two's figure gradually disappeared into the ancient forest.

Blood flowed to Wang Ya's feet, the pungent smell making his expression shift between anger and uncertainty. Not far away lay the fallen corpse in black robes, its head at his feet, its expression blank. There was no pain or other emotional reaction, as if it had been killed instantly, without even feeling pain.

Wang Ya's pupils shimmered with a faint blue light.

The killer attacked from behind with exceptional skill; the wound emitted radiation of particle energy and featured fine, jagged cuts. His pupils narrowed; a weapon capable of inflicting such a wound was definitely not an ordinary blade.

Wang Ya determined the time of death to be approximately half an hour after death by assessing the degree of blood clotting.

Could it be related to the recent high-profile disappearances?

A murder has actually occurred in Gulin Mountain!

Wang Ya sensed an undercurrent of tension. Who was the person behind this, so audacious as to disregard Wizard Yi Si's rules and prohibitions? Upon closer examination, it was truly terrifying.

Wang Ya frowned, glancing around at the dark outlines of the ancient forest, which seemed to harbor a terrifying shadow assassin, making him even more wary.

"The timing of the attack and the moment of the kill are both instantaneous, specifically chosen from this location. This is a professional assassin."

Wang Ya was also aware that some of the dark industries and shady dealings existing in the wizarding black market were not much better than those in the mortal world.

He often travels this road, but it couldn't be aimed at him. A wizard assassin, especially one who would make a move in the Ancient Forest Mountains, would definitely have to pay a heavy price.

His performance wasn't worth that much money.

Wang Ya clenched his fists instinctively. Was this the person who came to kill this new wizard? No, not necessarily. This new wizard wasn't top-tier. If he had passed by half an hour earlier, would he have become the target?

This is clearly random and aimless killing!

Because killing these freshmen would bring no benefit whatsoever, and in the competition for tickets, no one would believe that an ordinary freshman could surpass a top-tier freshman.

The motive is invalid.

A cloud of doubt hangs over the place.

A strong sense of crisis welled up in Wang Ya's heart, making his face extremely gloomy. He hated trouble for no reason and was afraid of being caught in the crossfire.

Who knows how many Wizard Slayers there are, and what their motives are?

They could have entered the Dark Wizard Academy in just fifteen more peaceful and uneventful days, but this dangerous thing just happened.

It's impossible to hide in the new student quarters forever. The physical need for food, as well as the psychological tension and anxiety, all mean that studying supernatural knowledge in this way is extremely inefficient. He doesn't have that much time to waste. There's always the possibility of unforeseen changes. Green Forest's soul also needs to find a suitable supernatural environment to settle down.

Wang Ya's expression was extremely gloomy. He just wanted to quietly study extraordinary knowledge and pursue the truth. He hadn't provoked anyone. His hard work and dedication to his studies had been ruined by this damned, inexplicable external force.

Why are you forcing me!

His right hand gripped the glass bottle at his waist, then reached for the hilt of the dagger. His eyes were frighteningly cold, even carrying a hint of ferocity, yet he maintained a basic level of calm and rationality.

With his thoughts racing, he had already come to an answer.

The next day, Wang Ya arrived at the Wizard New Student Management Office.

"Respected Wizard Is, I have a report to file."

(End of this chapter)