Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1165 Strange Encounter

The teapot-shaped building has three floors, with the first floor being a large hall that immediately catches the eye.

A strange fragrance permeated the hall, seemingly the scent of a plant. Even with Grimm's intimate knowledge of the more than ten thousand scent maps that separated the wizarding world, he could not accurately identify this scent; it was a scent outside of the scent map.

Splash splash splash splash...

In the very center of the hall, there is a pool of water, and in the middle of the pool is an artificial hill. On the artificial hill is a two-meter-tall statue of a humanoid boy, with clear water flowing continuously from his lower body, splashing into the pool.

Cuckoo!

A frog was wagging its chin at the edge of the pool, and the moment Green looked over, it jumped into the pool with a splash.

Simba took the lead and walked over, while Green's face was full of solemnity. He hadn't found any life here, so what was going on with that frog?

"Roar, Annihilation Wizard, look at these fish!"

fish?

Within the black and white dot and line structure of the Face of Truth, the pool was completely empty, devoid of anything. But Simba clearly wouldn't deceive himself. Green cautiously walked over step by step, looking into the pool. Instantly, his tri-colored eyes widened, and his body stiffened slightly.

There really were fish, more than twenty of them!

These fish, each about two meters long, are otherwise similar to ordinary carp in the wizarding world. Strangely, they have human mouths with red lips, incisors, canines, molars, and pale pink gums, and are blowing bubbles on the surface of the water.

"I wonder how these fish taste."

As Simba spoke, he scooped down with one of his lion claws. Splash, splash, the strange fish struggled on the stone floor, its tail thrashing wildly, spraying water droplets with a strong fishy smell, its large mouth seemingly begging not to be eaten.

"Don't……"

Green was about to stop him, but Simba had already taken a bite and was swallowing the snack that would be gone in two or three bites for him. The strange fish even made a baby-like cry.

"It tastes good!"

With a "plop," Simba pulled up another fish.

Greedily devouring, Green shook his head. As a wizard, he indeed had no way of adapting to the lifestyle of these savage, passively evolved creatures, even after more than a year of contact.

These strange fish leave no trace in the Grimm's Face of Truth; it's too eerie. Grimm will not make any contact with them until their edibility is confirmed.

kindness! ?

Green looked up again and suddenly realized that the little boy statue on the artificial hill seemed different from before. It was as if its head had moved slightly, its bluish-gray eyes were staring at him, and the water column from its lower body was still flowing into the pool with a "splashing" sound.

I stared at the little boy statue for a while, the two of them staring at each other, creating an eerie atmosphere.

Simba, who seemed to have become addicted to eating the strange fish in the pool, kept swallowing them. Green shook his head and was about to call Simba to continue looking upstairs when suddenly, with a "thump," the pendulum of a wall clock in the room began to chime.

Even so, Simba remained unmoved.

"This is absolutely delicious! Oh, Annihilation Wizard, you should definitely try this. I've never eaten anything so good before."

Simba was extremely excited, but Green shook his head, swallowed his words, and said in a low voice, "Then be careful. Although I don't feel any danger, I have a feeling that something is wrong here."

As he spoke, Green walked alone to the wall clock in the room.

This clock, which chimes "dong," "dong," "dong," has a layer of bronze rust on the outside and some patterns that are hard to identify. In the upper left corner, there is a cuckoo decoration, which seems to be a specimen made from a live cuckoo that has been dried. It looks very lifelike.

The clock inside the wall clock has thirty-six segments, and they are not evenly distributed, which is very strange. I wonder what kind of world this timekeeping system is from, and what kind of rules that world has.

After studying the clock for a while, Green frowned. Simba was still devouring those strange fish and showed no sign of following him upstairs.

"Aren't you going up to take a look?"

Simba ignored Green's question.

Creak, creak, creak, creak...

The wooden staircase creaked and groaned underfoot as he walked. Holding onto the handrail, Green slowly made his way up to the second floor. At the same time, faint creaking sounds came from upstairs, gradually blending with the creaking sounds under Green's feet, as if searching for his rhythm. When Green stopped, the creaking sounds above also stopped.

what……

It felt as if someone was breathing on the back of my neck, making it damp and cold. This trick was somewhat similar to the dark staircase of the dilapidated tower in the Black Tower Academy.

"snort."

Green climbed the creaking wooden stairs to the second floor in one breath.

In the empty room, apart from a huge golden lion skin carpet, a rocking chair was creaking on the wooden floor. It was a large frog with a pipe in its mouth, its eyelids drooping, looking drowsy.

"Welcome, guests from afar. It has been more than a dozen epochs since I last spoke to a stranger."

The big frog said this while blowing smoke rings.

However, Green stared intently at the golden lion-skin rug on the floor, an incredulous look on his face. After a long while, he finally reacted and asked in a grim tone, "Who are you?"

This lion-skin rug was actually Simba's fur, but Green simply couldn't believe such an absurd thing could happen, even with this so-called dimensional esophagus!

"Who am I? Who is me? Who am I? Who am I...?"

The old frog's belly grew bigger and bigger, as if it was about to burst. With a "thud," its whole body scattered into countless little frogs, croaking and jumping, before disappearing under the lion skin rug. Immediately afterward, the lion skin rug seemed to come alive, flattening itself.

"Simba!"

Green roared downstairs, but there was no response.

"I'm so hungry, Annihilation Wizard, I'm so hungry..."

The lion-skin rug howled pitifully, its expression a mixture of pity and ravenous madness. The flat rug rose to its feet and growled, "Why won't you let me eat you? You're so delicious! Why?!"

With the lion's roar, a hideous, twisted smiling face slowly appeared on the wooden floor. This hideous, twisted smiling face seemed somewhat familiar. After thinking for a long time, Green suddenly recalled a distant and vague memory.

This……

This was none other than the old butler of the Viscount's mansion, who had been swallowed whole by the red-eyed frog of the wizard Arowoz in Bisel City on East Coral Island, and the mean fellow that Green hated most in his childhood.

On the floor, the hideous face grinned so sinisterly as it stared at Green. A few strands of its sparse hair even sprouted from the floor as it trembled.

(End of this chapter)