Wizard Immortal

Chapter 598 The Lurker

"These people are just lucky."

Standing quietly at the edge of the village, the driver of the cart, seemingly impatient because the relocated residents hadn't finished packing, casually remarked to the middle-aged man before him, "These people are just ordinary scavengers who wander around the battlefield, doing things that desecrate corpses."

"But recently, these people had a stroke of good luck."

"Oh, I wonder what kind of great fortune it is?" Hearing the driver's words, the burly man also quite tactfully asked, seemingly with some curiosity.

"These men saved a true knight from the battlefield."

Seeing the man's curious expression, the driver finally spoke, his face filled with intense envy as he recounted the story.

"A true knight!" The middle-aged man was stunned, seemingly shocked by the news. After a long pause, he finally asked, "Are you sure it's a real knight? Not some apprentice knight?"

There is a huge gap between a trainee knight and a full-fledged knight.

Knights are the backbone of a kingdom. Each knight possesses the strength of a small army. If left unchecked, they are capable of slaughtering ordinary soldiers, making them veritable humanoid monsters.

However, apprentice knights who have only undergone knight training and have not activated the life seed are much inferior in comparison.

Even the strongest person has their limits; facing an army's siege, they will only face certain death.

However, some villagers and savages with limited knowledge find it difficult to distinguish the difference, which is why the man asked the question, hoping to confirm it.

"Of course, a true knight."

The coachman jumped up: "Do you think I'm the kind of fool who can't tell the difference between a novice knight and a full-fledged knight?"

"Look over there."

He pointed to the village in the distance and spoke to the middle-aged man in front of him.

Looking in the direction the driver pointed, the middle-aged man was immediately stunned.

In a corner of a distant village, a tall, imposing, and terrifying corpse lay quietly.

The corpse was extremely tall; if it could stand, it would probably be at least two meters tall. Its body was grayish in color, and its arms had some thin bone spurs growing on them, making it look ferocious and terrifying—clearly a ferocious beast.

A foul stench was spreading from the corpse, smelling like the stench of a rotting body.

The body had been lying in a corner of a house, hidden by a lot of objects, so it was inconspicuous and the man had not seen it before.

"That's it!!"

Gazing at the tall corpse in the distance, the burly man's eyes widened, and a look of shock appeared on his face, as if he was extremely shocked by the appearance of the corpse.

"Sink!"

Unseen by most, he clenched his fists tightly. At that moment, his feelings were complex, a mixture of shock and doubt.

"See that?" Seeing the man's reaction, the coachman assumed he was frightened and said, "The corpse of an adult ghoul, and one that's so huge, only a proper knight could handle it."

"According to the villagers here, only half a month after they rescued the knight from the battlefield, he was able to kill such a ghoul despite his severely wounded body."

"I wonder how powerful that knight must have been when he wasn't injured."

Upon seeing the man, the coachman launched into a long speech, his face revealing obvious envy: "That knight was a kind gentleman. After helping these poor scavengers kill the ghoul, he even hired a carriage with wine and meat to reward them, allowing them to drink the finest food and drink. He also gave them a large sum of money so that they would be qualified to live in the city."

"Let me tell you, the coachman who pulled that knight's carriage that day was one of my cousins."

"Oh?" The driver's words immediately piqued the man's interest, and he quickly asked, "Do you know what that knight looks like, or what his distinctive features are?"

"Obvious features?" Hearing the man's question, the coachman looked at him with surprise. Although he found it a bit strange, he still asked, "According to my cousin, that knight is very young, he looks like he has just come of age, and he is very handsome. In my cousin's words, he is good enough to be the lover of those noble ladies."

"Anything else, I don't know."

He shook his head, indicating that he didn't know any more.

In fact, all he knew was what his cousin had boasted to him after receiving the reward money, and he didn't know how much of it was true.

But as he stood before him, listening to his story, the burly man seemed lost in thought, as if pondering something.

Just then, a few villagers carrying luggage walked over from a distance and asked the driver next to them to help them carry their things onto the car.

The man then walked away and went directly to the village ahead, where he talked to some scavengers who were still there.

He pretended to be a traveling merchant who had come to buy, which aroused no suspicion.

Scavengers gather scavengers near the battlefield, and what they find eventually needs to be sold. Therefore, occasionally, small merchants will come by, hoping to find something of value.

During the transaction, the man pretended to have just seen the ghoul's corpse and asked the residents with curiosity, silently gathering information.

After the transaction was completed, he made a small request.

"I bought so much stuff from you, could you give me this ghoul's corpse?"

The man pointed to the rotting gray corpse in front of him and smiled as he spoke to the scavengers beside him.

"What do you need this for?" A scavenger standing nearby was about to agree, seeing that the man had bought quite a lot of things, but then he remembered something and said somewhat snobbishly, "That won't do."

"This is a rare ghoul corpse; it should cost at least eight copper coins!"

"Eight copper coins? Why don't you just rob someone?" The man's eyebrows twitched, looking quite agitated. "Three copper coins at most!"

After fierce bargaining, the man finally took the body away for five copper coins.

After buying the corpse, the man didn't linger. He immediately led his steed towards the path outside.

As he left the village behind, looking at the village still faintly visible, the man shook his head, a disdainful smile on his face: "A bunch of fools."

"A ghoul's corpse is a rare find. If you were to sell it to those churches, it would cost at least a hundred gold coins."

"Especially noteworthy is that the body is so well-preserved..."

As he spoke, he looked at the corpse he was dragging behind him, and his expression became serious.

The identity he just mentioned is obviously fake, and even the name he just mentioned is fake.

The man's real name is Gaja, and his true identity is not that of a merchant, but rather an infiltrator from the Kingdom of Serena.

The Lurkers are a force unique to Duke Serena, and every official member is at least a trainee knight, dedicated to handling troublesome matters for Duke Serena.

Slowly walking out of the path, when he reached a deserted section, Gaja stopped and walked to the back, carefully examining the ghoul corpse.

"There's a fatal wound on his chest... pierced straight through by a spear, and this aura... it's life energy, even carrying a hint of battle aura..."

"If it's true, as those scavengers said, that he did it while on the verge of death, then this knight's strength is at least at the peak of a formal knight, and he'll soon be promoted to a bronze knight..."

Gagga carefully examined the ghoul's corpse, his expression grave. His mind raced, trying to recall: "Young, handsome, and possessing such strength—which genius knight in this area could he be?"

Standing still, he carefully recalled the genius knights who had recently participated in the battle, but in the end, he found that none of them matched up perfectly.

Finally, a name surfaced in his mind, stirring something within him.

"Could it be him?"

Gaga's heart skipped a beat, and at that moment he remembered a figure: "If it really is him, then this time we must capture him no matter what, and not let this opportunity slip away!"

"Even if it's not him, a genius knight who is only one step away from becoming a Bronze Knight should not be let go. If we can capture him, His Majesty will surely reward us."

A thought suddenly struck him, and an idea came to him.

Leading the old horse, he looked at the ghoul corpse behind him, and a cold smile immediately appeared on his face.

"One hit kills you, Sink. You're quite self-aware, knowing I'd come to take you down sooner or later, so you found a place to end your own life first..."

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"This weather is so cold..."

Walking down a street in an unfamiliar city, Wendy was trembling all over, feeling a deep chill.

The weather was indeed very cold at this time of year.

According to the memories Adir inherited, this time was the Frost Shaping Season of this world, which was winter and the coldest time of the year.

Early in the morning, there was already some snow and ice on the ground outside, so it's not surprising that the girl felt cold.

Looking around, the girl looked at Adir beside her with some curiosity: "Sir Knight, aren't you cold?"

"It's not cold," Adir said softly.

Compared to the heavy clothing worn by those around him, Adir was indeed quite conspicuous.

He wore a long white robe and had a long sword at his waist. His face was calm, without any signs of weathering, which was quite surprising in this weather.

(End of this chapter)