Chapter 6: Night Stab

The night grew darker.

Amy's slight snoring gradually stopped.

The herb garden was dead silent.

Creak~ The sound of the wooden door being pushed open, which was not harsh, flashed by and did not break the tranquility of the night.

"Who?" Yilan's sleepy voice sounded.

"It's me."

"Uh... Gao De? What are you doing here..." Yilan hadn't fully woken up yet, his head was still chaotic.

"Yilan, I figured you should be sleeping very soundly at this time, so I came to find you..."

"What do you mean...?" Yilan was about to get up, but in the night, with the help of the moonlight, he could see a hazy figure, who had already moved to his bedside during the gap of answering.

A dark human figure was reflected on the wall, and the figure's hand was holding a sharp knife, which was falling with the figure's hand, stabbing toward him.

Ah!!

Yilan was so frightened that his heart trembled, all sleepiness was dispelled, and he woke up instantly; a layer of goosebumps even rose on his skin. He instinctively raised his right hand, trying to block the possible attack.

It was too late.

With a puff sound.

A heart-piercing pain came from his chest.

Something sharp and cold pierced his chest.

It was a table knife, a table knife used to cut rye bread in the dining room; it wasn't very sharp, but it was barely enough as a deadly weapon.

Gao De used his knee to press against Yilan's throat, and with his left hand, he pressed down on Yilan's body, while his right hand held the table knife, holding it very steadily.

Puff! Puff! Puff! He pulled out the table knife, stabbed again, stabbed again, stabbed again... Scarlet blood flowed all over his hands, warm in the cold night, but it couldn't bring Gao De any warmth.

He only felt nauseous.

It wasn't until Yilan's body went completely limp and showed no signs of struggle that Gao De stopped.

He gasped for air.

"So, this is killing..."

Everything went as Gao De had planned, and even more smoothly.

Yilan, who hadn't fully recovered from his deep sleep and never thought Gao De would dare to kill him, had no power to resist Gao De's night raid.

Everything was much simpler than he had imagined.

But the discomfort of killing for the first time did not disappear because it had been planned early.

"The King of Hell is easy to provoke, but the little ghosts are hard to deal with. Even if Yilan isn't like Master Seda who can kill me directly, he has always held a grudge against me; who knows what small tricks he will use to disgust me."

"And he has been staring at me like this, which is not convenient for my actions later. If he doesn't die, I can't be at ease!"

"Besides, I have already died once because of Yilan's framing to test the drugs; this is a life-and-death grudge, blood for blood, it is only right and proper."

"He forced me."

Gao De's hands were still trembling; he kept finding reasons to force himself to calm down and adapt.

Must adapt.

Gao De understood that in his situation, if he didn't want to die, others had to die.

Clang! Suddenly, Gao De's pupils dilated sharply, as if he had seen something terrifying, even causing the table knife in his hand to drop to the ground, making a crisp sound as it collided with the floor.

After killing, although Gao De's hands had been trembling, they weren't to the point where he couldn't hold a table knife steadily.

The reason for this was purely because he had been startled.

Just now, Gao De clearly perceived that the crescent gemstone in his mind, whose use he had never understood, suddenly bloomed with spiritual light as if it had been activated.

Following that, several lines of information interface, common in games and novels, appeared before his eyes:

Origin:

0-level—【Human】 (1/7)

Magic:

0-level—【Mage Hand】, 【Mending】

A very simple interface, one could even say crude, with only two information columns in total, namely Magic and Origin.

The magic column showed exactly the two cantrips Gao De had mastered. And behind the two spells, there was a small yellow plus sign flashing.

This very familiar design, anyone who had played games would understand its meaning.

"Add points."

Gao De tried to click the yellow plus sign behind Mending with his intention.

The next moment, some information, like implanted memories, inexplicably surfaced in Gao De's mind.

"Insufficient origin."

It was obvious that adding points required consuming origin.

Gao De's attention naturally turned to the origin column in the interface.

【Human】 (1/7).

The information was very brief and had no supplementary explanation, but Gao De understood instantly.

His gaze turned to Yilan's corpse on the bed.

"So I need to kill seven humans to get one point of origin..." Gao De muttered to himself.

The sky hadn't dawned yet.

Master Seda was awakened by the inexplicable noisy sounds in the herb garden.

People of his age always had very light sleep.

And his temper was always very big.

He pushed open the door with dissatisfaction, walked a few steps, and grabbed an apprentice passing by.

"What did you say?!"

Upon hearing the news the apprentice said tremblingly, Master Seda couldn't help but be stunned.

Passing through the long corridor, Master Seda came to the apprentice living area where he rarely came on weekdays.

"Master..." an apprentice saw him and said fearfully with a panicked and helpless expression: "Yilan... he... he is dead."

"What happened?" Master Seda's voice still maintained a steady tone, but the coldness in it was undoubtedly revealed.

"I just came here..." the apprentice couldn't answer and stammered.

Master Seda lost his patience, walked forward with a cold face, passed through the long corridor, and finally stopped in front of Yilan's door, looking inside.

Only to see Yilan's not-so-tall body lying messily on the wooden bed against the wall, his chest covered in blood, his eyes wide open and white.

Clearly, he was dead.

The method of death was also very simple, stabbed to death.

The murder weapon should be a blade similar to a dagger.

Master Seda frowned, suppressing the anger in his heart, and turned his gaze to another corner of the room.

There sat a youth, and on the ground beside him was a blood-stained table knife.

And his hands were covered in scarlet blood.

Master Seda didn't pay much attention to these apprentices on weekdays, but his memory wasn't bad.

There was no mage with a bad memory.

He remembered this youth; he was the only apprentice who had survived after testing the drugs for so many years.

"You did it?" Master Seda asked, his voice full of dissatisfaction and coldness.

"Yes." Gao De raised his head and replied; his face was still pale at this time, but his eyes were very calm.

"What happened?" Master Seda asked again.

"I first stole the table knife used to cut bread while dining in the dining room."

Gao De pointed to the blood-stained table knife on the ground.

"It's not very sharp, but it's enough."

"Then, I waited until late at night, figuring he was already fast asleep, and quietly touched over," Gao De explained: "He is older and stronger than me; if I didn't find a good opportunity, I might not be able to kill him."

"Finally, he died, died at my hands."

Thanks to the alliance leader, Weiming Chenguang! Boss, you are confused! (End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 7 =====