Master Changsheng

Chapter 98, Section 096: I'm Useful [Please Subscribe 45]

"stop!"

At the bottom of the dune, Malken quickly released his grip on Nurshus's neck.

To show his sincerity, he threw his ever-present dagger to the ground.

It shimmered faintly with a dark light in the hot weather.

"You bastard, how dare you choke your Lord Dragon?!"

"You're dead! My boss will definitely kill you!"

"I have never suffered such an injustice before. Let me tell you, you have been placed on our Dragon Clan's kill list."

"You ant, I, Dragon Lord, will definitely kill you! I'll pull your bones out and make them into a belt!"

After being put down, Nurnexus, who looked like a big black rat, started cursing at Malken like a shrew.

Taking advantage of Malken's momentary restraint, Nurnexus vented his resentment.

This humiliating method of being choked was something he had never experienced before…

...

Top of the sand dune.

An Kai breathed a sigh of relief.

But a disdainful smile graced his face: "So what are your skills?"

With a slight exertion of force from the ice blade in his hand, blood dripped from Wayne's neck...

"stop!"

"Whatever you want! I can give you anything!"

"If only you would release...His Highness!"

Malken's figure emerged from the bottom of the dune and came within 10 meters of Ankai.

Without a second thought, she exposed her weaknesses to An Kai.

Holding his ice blade, Ankai looked at Malken, feeling that the guy was trying to fool him.

Are there still such loyal people in the desert?

"What do I want? I want your life."

An Kai tentatively spoke, and as soon as he finished speaking, he activated his defensive techniques with all his might.

At the same time, an ice blade re-manifested and was thrown in front of Malken…

To everyone's surprise, without a second thought, Malken picked up the ice blade, his expression unchanged: "As long as you swear to the God of Magic that you will release His Highness after I die, I will grant your request."

"Alright, I swear to the God of Law, I will release him after you die."

Ankai had thought it through clearly: if Malken really committed suicide, he would also kill the eldest prince of the Shak Kingdom in his hands.

What good is making a vow?

What is the God of Law anyway? He has no authority over him. He's a magician who bypasses the God of Law when casting spells!

Besides, letting a prince, the crown prince of a kingdom, go is just asking for trouble.

Ankai admired Malken's loyalty, which didn't conflict with his wish for Malken to die quickly...

Immediately after Ankai finished speaking, Malken decisively reversed his grip on the ice blade and slashed his own throat.

His expression remained unchanged throughout this time.

It was as if death was a trivial matter to him.

"Malken! Stop!"

At the critical moment of life and death, Wayne in Ankai's hands suddenly spoke anxiously.

Snapped!

Ankai slapped Wayne on the scalp, making Wayne's head tilt to the side, his mind reeling...

"shut your mouth!"

After a brief moment of confusion, Wayne's mind became crystal clear.

Just now, ever since Ankai came to him, he had been trying to figure out what kind of magic the ice blade in Ankai's hand was made from.

Although Ankai's [Fireball] and [Magic Armor] spells have changed a lot, Wayne can still tell their origins with his extensive knowledge.

The only thing Wayne couldn't figure out was the origin of the ice blade in Ankai's hand.

For someone like Wayne, who places research and knowledge above his own life.

Encountering something you don't understand is more painful than killing him.

Therefore, even with an ice blade at his neck, even with the slightest force from Ankai, his body would be severed from his head.

But Wayne remained engrossed in his own world of knowledge.

He only woke up with a start when Malken was about to commit suicide…

"Could you tell me what kind of magic brought your ice blade to life?"

Ankai, who was in a tense standoff with Malken, who was not prepared to commit suicide, suddenly heard Wayne's words.

The scene fell eerily quiet...

At that moment, he didn't know what words to use to describe it...

After much thought, the only title that seemed most fitting for this guy was the one I used so often in my past life…

After Wayne uttered those words, a hint of embarrassment appeared on Malken's face, who had remained unmoved even in the face of death.

Then he quickly hid it away.

"Is it an ice blade? No, an ice blade isn't like that."

"Could it be ice..."

Wayne seemed to be in a classroom, constantly making his own guesses about the ice blade in Ankai's hand.

Without An Kai saying a word, he would deny it himself.

His grumbling annoyed An Kai.

Snapped!

He slapped Wayne on the head: "Shut up!"

Then he raised his head and continued looking at Malken: "What? Facing imminent death, are you afraid?"

"Your nonchalant attitude towards death seems like an act, doesn't it?"

"Oh!"

Ankai kept provoking Malken, hoping he would finish what he hadn't done.

To everyone's surprise, Malken remained unmoved by his provocation, ignoring it completely.

He stood still, as if An Kai did not exist.

Upon seeing this, An Kai realized that this guy was about to cheat.

He planned to cut the neck of the simpleton in his hand, then immediately hide inside the mage tower and conceal himself underground.

Pity.

Nurneseus, who had only been good friends for two days, was probably not going to escape this fate.

With a sigh, Ankai prepared to kill Wayne.

I was planning to go to the outer city of Chaos City after leaving the pass.

It now appears that this timeframe will be delayed again.

"I didn't order them to do it; they even wanted to kill me."

"I believe we should be able to connect with each other."

"Can I become your apprentice?"

"May I become your disciple?"

"Your knowledge of magic is exactly what I need, and I wish to become your disciple."

Wayne spoke earnestly, even with a hint of pleading, as if he were unaware that he was about to die.

At this moment, Ankai was certain of one thing: the eldest prince of the Shak Kingdom in his hands was either a fool or was deceiving him.

Ever since he gained control of this guy, his actions have left An Kai completely baffled...

Don't you know you're about to die?!

"Your Highness! No!"

Before Ankai could even agree, Malken got impatient.

Malcolm was anxious because he knew what Wayne would become in the future.

Wayne is destined to become a scholar, so how could his master be a barbarian like Ankai from the desert!

"I hope you will take me as your apprentice, and I can help you study magic."

"Although I lack the strength to protect myself, Malken is a fifth-tier [Assassin] professional. If I become your apprentice, he will also become your protector."

Wayne said this with complete confidence.

Even Malken didn't refute this statement, because Wayne was right.

Perhaps worried that he didn't have enough leverage to become an apprentice, Wayne continued, talking about the most important step he had taken in his research on magical knowledge...

"I've already broken down the Wind Blade technique, which was originally only learnable at the fifth level of the first tier, so that it can also be learned at the second level of the first tier. Give me some more time, and I believe I can break it down to the point where even an apprentice mage can learn Wind Blade!"

"Take me as your apprentice! My magic will be absolutely useful to your research!"

Wayne continued talking to himself, unaware that Ankai's eyes lit up behind him...

(End of this chapter)