Wizard Immortality.

Chapter 13 A Black Pot (Please Read Further)

The mine under the moon was a vast expanse of white, with no green plants visible among the gravel and sand.

The night wind and the swirling dust were dazzling.

The charred corpse was still shrouded in smoke, and the smell of burnt meat began to permeate the air.

The crowd was still reeling from the shock of the death.

A slender figure slowly walked out of the small wooden hut on duty and stood silently on the wooden steps.

A variety of gazes, each with a different expression, turned to that figure.

Tonight is Vic and Jeff's turn to work the night shift.

The foreman's senior apprentice frowned, and seeing everyone still standing there in a daze, he roared, "What are you all standing here for? Waiting to die?! Go search the area!"

Amiya Vergara, the wizard apprentice in charge of Vic's group of guard knights, carrying her small backpack, walked quickly to Jeff's charred corpse.

After the examination, the girl's expression gradually became serious.

Almost all the combustible parts of the body were burned away, with only the calcium in the bones remaining.

Obviously.

The wizard who made the move has a profound mastery of fire magic, unlike an ordinary wizard apprentice. He is very likely a senior apprentice with great skill.

After drawing a conclusion.

Amiya quickly returned and reported her findings to Brody.

But wizards are an extremely cunning and cruel bunch.

After listening to the report, Brody quickly noticed the suspicious points.

Unlike the young apprentices who were obsessed with experiments, he had fought against many senior apprentices over the years and had rich combat experience.

Starting with Amiya's analysis, he realized that Jeff was not burned to death by fire magic, but that someone had used his flesh and blood as casting material.

Even seasoned apprentices can't do these things.

At least when he first started building his knowledge system, he was not prepared in this regard.

Otherwise, the magic fire could not possibly evaporate all the moisture in a person's body and burn away all the flammable matter in a person's body in less than twenty seconds.

second.

Although he had only seen the duty roster once, he knew clearly that tonight it was the young knight named Vic who was on duty with Jeff.

Why is that boy still alive?

Thinking about this...

Brody gestured for Amiya to bring Vic over; he had something to ask.

After Amiya found Vic outside the cabin, she didn't immediately question him; instead, she showed concern for Vic's safety.

"Are you alright? Are you hurt?"

However, from Vic's perspective...

This kind of concern has a morbidly strange feel to it.

They were not familiar with each other.

But Vic didn't delve into it, nor did he want to get too involved with such a person, and said, "I'm fine."

After meeting Brody.

This hot-tempered senior apprentice had a cold look in his eyes, his gaze like a sharp knife, trying to see through Vic's thoughts.

At the same time, use a mental magnetic field to put pressure on Vic.

"You were on duty with him today, who did you see?"

With only one of the two dead, Brody had reason to suspect that Vic was colluding with the opposing forces.

Even Vic felt somewhat uncomfortable under the mental pressure from the senior apprentice.

But he remained calm and composed throughout, saying, "I didn't see anyone else."

Brody snorted coldly and said in an unfriendly tone, "I don't care about any of that. I want to know why you didn't report to me immediately after your partner was attacked?"

Humph.

If you really know anything, you'd better tell me immediately. I can let it go for now, but if you hide anything from me, you'll bear the consequences.

The words fell.

Brody's mental pressure pressed heavily on Vic's body.

At this moment.

The bald old apprentice's body was as imposing as an insurmountable mountain, exuding an oppressive aura that made it hard to breathe.

Vic knew this was a common tactic used by wizards during interrogations.

He remained unmoved, lowered his head, and clearly and logically explained his understanding.

He showed absolutely no remorse for killing the person.

Instead, they remained calm and composed.

"I believe this is a warning, Lord Brody."

Moreover, it's meaningless whether I report it in time. If it were an invasion by hostile wizards, there should be two charred corpses in the square right now.

As far as I know, Mr. Jeff went out once an hour ago, probably to pee.

Brody narrowed his eyes and gave Vic a deep look.

He could clearly tell that this whole story was prepared by Vic beforehand; his tone and expression were flawless, and there were no logical loopholes.

Although he didn't seem to care much about the daily work of the guard knights, he had carefully investigated the background of everyone in the mine to avoid being a spy for hostile forces.

Strictly speaking, Vic, who is only eighteen years old this year and comes from a family of male servants, is probably the cleanest one among them in terms of background.

If the Raven Wizards started their scheme more than a decade ago with a poor boy from a distant place, all for the sake of a mine.

He had nothing to say.

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If someone truly possesses such powerful predictive abilities, any random action they take would be worth more than a mining farm.

Although Brody believed that Vic wasn't lying, his intuition told him that the young knight was hiding something from him.

Because from head to toe, his calm and composed demeanor didn't resemble that of a young boy just entering the wizarding world; rather, it made him seem like a first-level wizard with a deep and shrewd mind.

It's impossible to see through it.

He knew about Vic's background.

How come no one in the academy pays attention to such a young man with such excellent character, even though he lacks talent?

Now I'm meeting real people.

Such qualities are perfectly suited for a wizard.

calm.

Remain calm in the face of danger.

When faced with an emergency, one can maintain a clear mind.

Brody's idea was entirely within Vic's calculations.

He knew very well that no one would suspect a young knight like himself after he used witchcraft to kill Jeff.

Although Vic dislikes doing evil to others and keeps a low profile.

But he wouldn't allow someone who had a grudge against him to live a life of chaos and become an obstacle to his future.

That's why they acted decisively and killed him without leaving any room for retreat.

Brody did not continue to make things difficult for Vic.

He withdrew his mental magnetic field, frowned, and looked around the mine, trying to find some suspicious figures.

He then asked Vic, "Are you a student from the August class of 733?"

Vic nodded respectfully in agreement.

Brody said bluntly, "I admire your composure under pressure. After you return to the academy, come work in my alchemy workshop."

Vic wanted to refuse, but doing so might anger the other party, so he had no choice but to agree.

"understood."

Vic's attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, while Brody found the boy more and more pleasing to the eye, thinking to himself, "That idiot Kers only has Soul Stones on his mind."

He's wasting his talent by not cultivating it; I'd rather take over.

Amiya secretly observed their conversation, a hint of disappointment creeping into her eyes, her throat moving slightly as if she were swallowing.

If someone has a certain status or background in the academy, she will have no room to take action.

It's such a waste of such a young body that was exactly to her liking.

Speaking of which, she quite likes boys like Vic; they must taste really good.

Tsk.

at the same time.

Two pairs of eyes, lurking in the darkness, silently watched everything that was happening in the mine.

"Did you do it?"

"no."

"I didn't lay a hand on him."

"Could there be wizards from other factions lurking around? That's strange."

(End of this chapter)