Wizard Immortal

Chapter 626 News

The rain was pattering outside, hitting the ground with a crisp, dripping sound.

In the endless rain, Adir, wearing a raincoat, walked alone into a unique tavern.

This is the Wind Nest Tavern he visited once before, the same one that Him had once been to, where countless dark creatures gather.

However, this time, perhaps because it was not yet time for the gathering, the tavern looked quite normal, with only a few mercenaries drinking heartily inside, and nothing particularly special about it.

Looking at this situation, Adir was somewhat surprised, but not at all strange.

This is, after all, the royal city of the Kingdom of Tamru, located at the foot of the king. Even if those dark creatures are of noble status outside, they must still conceal themselves to some extent.

Otherwise, even if they don't fear the royal family, they must still guard against being approached by the priests of the dark church.

Especially recently, influenced by the massacre of the believers, the number of priests in various churches in the Kingdom of Tamru has suddenly increased. Before the storm has completely subsided, these dark creatures are destined to keep a low profile.

"Priest of the God of Slaughter, you've come again."

Walking to the end of the tavern, gazing at the scene inside, I waited quietly for a while, when a gentle and charming voice sounded in my ear.

Adir turned around and saw a woman in a light black robe, with a beautiful and charming appearance, walking out quietly from the depths of the corridor at the end of the tavern. She looked like an ordinary maid, but her whole demeanor was cold. Her deep black eyes were quietly looking at him, reflecting his figure.

"It's not time for the next gathering yet, what are you doing here?"

He walked quietly down the corridor, stopped at a bar, picked up a glass of orange-yellow fruit wine, and looked at Adir as he spoke.

"I'd like to ask you for some information."

Adir remained impassive. Beneath the ancient black mask, a pair of crimson eyes slowly lit up, within which the power of the Domain of Slaughter and the endless source of slaughter blossomed, perfectly embodying the aura unique to the followers of the God of Slaughter, making him appear like a true believer in slaughter.

"Ask away, but I can't guarantee I'll know the answer, much less that I'll be able to answer it."

The woman lazily raised the fruit wine in her hand, took a small sip, and then looked at Adir, her eyes meeting his. Gazing into those murderous eyes, she seemed to be lost in thought for a moment.

"Bloody Knight, who is this person's true identity?"

Adir hesitated slightly, but looking at the maid-like woman in front of him, he finally decided to speak directly without beating around the bush.

Without a doubt, as a regular member of this tavern, and able to appear openly and honestly under the noses of a group of dark creatures and priests, this girl's identity must be extraordinary.

Moreover, because of her long-term involvement in organizing gatherings of dark creatures, this woman must have a very clear understanding of the identities of the dark creatures existing in Tam City.

Asking him directly is much easier than Adir searching for him in a state of confusion.

"I do know the answer to your question."

The woman paused, then looked up at Adir thoughtfully: "But why should I tell you?"

"What do you need?"

Adir glanced at the woman, his tone flat and indifferent, seemingly perfectly playing the role of a killing priest, and asked coldly.

Deep within his body, a faint crimson blood was slowly condensing, and its power was fully unleashed at this moment. The aura contained within it slowly rose, causing the woman in front of him to feel a jolt in her heart and an involuntary sense of danger.

"Such a cold attitude, treating women so rudely, just as you always do when you kill your followers."

The woman grumbled in dissatisfaction, clearly unhappy with Adir's attitude. Her entire demeanor was alluring, exuding a captivating charm.

However, Adir showed no reaction to his posture. His entire face was covered by a cold black mask, making it impossible to discern any expression. His scarlet eyes carried the killing power unique to a fanatic of slaughter. Just being stared at by him was enough to make an ordinary person feel cold all over.

"It's really frustrating..."

Seeing Adir's expression, the woman abandoned her other plans, looking somewhat helpless. Her expression slowly turned serious: "Bloodthirsty Sir, I do know this person, but why should I tell you?"

"Name your terms." A faint, hoarse voice came from Adir as he stood there, quietly watching the woman.

"The souls of one hundred good people, or one hundred evil people."

The woman glanced at Adir briefly, then tossed something down, landing precisely in his palm.

It was a piece of black crystal, with runes engraved on it, slowly coalescing into the shape of a single eye.

"This is a testing crystal. Take this and give me the souls you've collected, and I'll tell you what you want to know."

The woman's voice continued to ring in his ears, and then Adir looked up, only to find that the woman in front of him had vanished.

"When was it?"

Adir frowned as he watched the woman disappear before his eyes.

The woman's figure had just disappeared from his sight, a process that even Adir hadn't accurately noticed, only vaguely sensing.

"It's not due to its own power, but because of the magic array set up here..."

He turned around, glancing around out of the corner of his eye, sensing the unique rhythm, lost in thought.

The woman's strength was only equivalent to that of a Silver Knight. Although her strength was not bad, it was nothing in Adir's eyes.

However, being inside this tavern, the other party can do things that are impossible outside. Even Adir, being inside this tavern, probably wouldn't be able to do anything to the other party.

"It seems that this place holds far more secrets than I imagined."

Watching the woman's figure disappear before him, Adir, clutching the black crystal in his hand, his eyes flickered slightly before he turned and walked out of the tavern without hesitation.

It wasn't until his figure left the tavern and the magic circle was no longer concealing him that the tavern patrons noticed him.

"What a cold-hearted man..."

Inside the building, the woman, dressed in a black maid's uniform, watched Adir's departing figure with a slight smile on her face.

"Sham, what are you planning to do now?"

A figure appeared behind the woman at some point and stood there quietly.

(End of this chapter)