Chapter 134: Life and Accidents

"You've already achieved your purpose, why won't you stop!"

Lorigo shouted loudly, but his feet did not stop, stumbling all the way to Luge's side and directly blocking in front of Luge; in the previous battle, Luge's desperate kind toss had clearly thrown Lorigo quite hard.

"No matter what you did before, or why you did it, I know you have many reasons for doing so, but please stop, my sister; perhaps in my short life this is the last time we meet, and also the last time I call you this; please let everything end here. You are already a powerful Wizard, you have caused no loss to Fanxing City. Even if they leave here they will not spread those powerless rumors. Fanxing City's Light Stones were originally like that. Everything you did was only helping me probe the Light Stones," Lorigo said.

Dasuo Ya Fanxing turned to look at him. Originally a face with few expressions, it was unknown whether she was indifferent to Lorigo's words or because of the influence of becoming a Magic Puppet; she seemed to have even less emotional change.

Is there a chance? Luge thought.

The scene fell silent for a moment.

"My dear brother Lorigo, just as the dead Raslot said, you are still so naive. I also very much want to let him go. At least I don't dislike this guy, which is rare. But how can a person leave hidden dangers for himself?" Dasuo Ya Fanxing said softly.

A kind of throat-twitching sound came from afar. The Old Wizard Apprentice froze instantly and completely lost vitality.

This also seemed to set an unchangeable tone for the conversation between this pair of siblings.

Dasuo Ya Fanxing stared fixedly at the motionless corpse of the Old Wizard Apprentice. After a moment, she turned her head, slowly landed, and moved her steps toward Luge and Lorigo.

Tears that had never stopped blurred Luge's eyes. He rubbed hard with his hand and looked at the Old Wizard Apprentice. The old guy lying in a pool of blood could no longer stir a single ripple.

The clinking sound was Dasuo Ya Fanxing's footsteps, and also the countdown of life.

This time could be long or short. As the person who completely controlled this place, she had the ability to do anything at will.

Luge even thought she would not let Lorigo go, or would not kill him directly, but would use some gentler means.

"It seems your fate is not bad. You haven't experienced much hardship, nor left behind those sad seeds..." Dasuo Ya Fanxing stopped and looked at Luge.

"I generally just eat well and sleep well..." Luge said with a forced smile at the corners of his mouth. "What is hardship? Does shedding fur count?"

He joked, but as he spoke, he suddenly felt something was off, a bit more painful. Perhaps he regretted not throwing the dice to try to save the old drunkard.

Lorigo swayed his injured body and stubbornly blocked in front of Luge, making Luge want to reach out and push him away.

Before Lorigo could say anything more.

Crack crack! A strange sound.

Dasuo Ya Fanxing moved lightly and floated into the air again.

The Old Wizard Apprentice's corpse gradually cracked. At some point it had turned into a humanoid blood-red gem lying on the ground. With crack crack sounds ringing incessantly, accompanied by the highest sound, it shattered into gem fragments all over the ground.

"Haha! Hahaha!"

The old drunkard's familiar laughter appeared again.

Only to see a gorgeous door appear out of thin air. This was a real door, not the hollow door-shaped void Luge opened every time. Only to see a beautifully shaped golden handle on the door, with various vine patterns coiled around it. At one corner of the door were decorations of green leaves and mushrooms.

But this door seemed very tight. A pair of hands pushed for a long time and only barely opened a crack. The Old Wizard Apprentice's laughter came from the crack.

Finally, the Old Wizard Apprentice laughed and drilled out from a door crack only two fists wide.

That smile was completely different from any Luge had seen in their previous interactions. It was a kind of extreme confidence.

Only to see the Old Wizard Apprentice take out that golden large wine cup and shake it in his hand. The wine cup was now full of cracks, and the brilliant golden light was no longer as strong as before.

"That taste is really not bad," the old drunkard said with a laugh. "I said I wouldn't need much. As long as I secretly soak a little bit to brew wine, I can succeed."

After speaking, the Old Wizard Apprentice also winked at Luge complacently.

A powerful Mental Power Fluctuation flashed by, making Luge's breath stop instantly. It was the same feeling as when Dasuo Ya Fanxing's Sublimation Ritual was completed.

"I count as being killed by you once, but I can magnanimously forgive you. Right after Promotion is when a Wizard is weakest. We don't need to waste time here. I think your brother's suggestion is good. Everyone can act as if nothing happened. After all, life really is full of all kinds of accidents," the old drunkard said, repeating a sentence she had said before. Then he continued, "As for this guy, we can separately draw up a contract, letting him exist as a check and balance between the two parties. Let me think..."

"Three parties coexist. If one party dies because of another party, unseal his seal so he can go report. At the same time, if he dies because of one of the parties, let the other party of the contract know—"

The old drunkard was saying complacently.

Luge was no longer disguising. He stood up from the ground and decided in his heart that he must lead the two Dragonborn Kobolds to loot the most expensive wine from the Inner City Noble District and treat the old guy to a good drink for ten days and ten nights.

"Plunder—Underground City—Light Stone—is a grave crime—"

A strange voice sounded, interrupting the old drunkard's words.

"Disturb—Lower Realm—Underground City—"

That voice paused slightly while speaking.

With a boom, the white metal door that Lorigo had brought them down the stairs through flew out.

"Likewise, is a grave crime."

A young man with a gloomy expression stood at the door, scanning the four people present.

Finally, the strange man with pauses in his speech fixed his gaze on the old drunkard, while slowly stretching out a finger and pointing upward beside him. A phantom image lit up beside him—a complex pattern.

"Sanction Wizard!" the old drunkard.

Luge noticed the old drunkard's face was pale as paper, more terrifying than when he had seen Dasuo Ya Fanxing successfully advance in rank. The confidence and smile on his face were gone without a trace.

"I didn't expect there would be two First Circle Wizards here." This strange man who spoke with pauses, this time used Mental Power Fluctuation to speak in everyone's ears, finally no longer so tormenting.

The man had a gloomy face, his eyes as if wanting to carve a piece of flesh off a person.

Suddenly, a pleasant hee hee laughter.

"You came to play with me again!"

A childish and ethereal child's voice sounded, and at the same time, the beautiful door with green leaves and mushrooms appeared again.

The old drunkard didn't say another word and squeezed into that door. Unfortunately, in his haste the door crack was even smaller, seriously slowing his speed of entering.

The man with a gloomy face, for a moment his expression became even uglier. He moved his lips and lightly blew a whistle.

As soon as the whistle sounded, the old drunkard froze there, then backed out bit by bit, and the door disappeared along with it.

Luge's heart jumped to his throat, not daring to breathe loudly. He only noticed the old drunkard's expression was obviously wrong.

Only to see this Old Wizard Apprentice who had just gotten his wish, or should now be called Wizard Adult, slowly raise both hands, press them on both sides of his head, lightly twist, and remove his head, throwing it at the feet of the gloomy man who whistled. Then he bowed again, and only then did the headless corpse slowly fall down.

"Adult, my name is Dasuo Ya Fanxing," Dasuo Ya suddenly spoke from the side. "It is precisely because of this person's plundering behavior that, according to Article 1029, in an emergency, to protect the Family and Underground City, I could only borrow a little of the Light Stone's power, sacrifice all Magic Puppets, and forcibly advance to First Circle Wizard."

The gloomy man looked at Dasuo Ya Fanxing, looking for a good while.

"Hmm, his Light Stone Aura is much richer than yours," he frowned. "Come back with me to accept Investigation."

Who is this? Someone reported!

Luge stood obediently to one side, putting on the act of a weak, powerless Rank 3 Wizard Apprentice.

The man only glanced at Luge once, with absolutely no intention of acknowledging Luge and Lorigo; after checking the Light Stone once and letting it return to normal, he walked out, and Dasuo Ya followed behind of her own accord. As she left she still looked at the two of them once, finally pausing her gaze on Luge for a moment; seeing him look over, she even nodded woodenly.

Until their figures and footsteps vanished.

Luge was still looking at the headless old drunkard, looking at the fresh blood flowing from that neck, only feeling it was exceptionally glaring.

Did the old geezer really die? Why didn't he use that whatever clause? After all, although he was also scheming for the Light Stone and even succeeded, it could also be barely said to be for the sake of justice to stop Dasuo Ya Fanxing. Could it be he knew he couldn't explain clearly? But even if he was punished in the end, he could at least survive a few more days.

Luge raised his hand, looking at the Demon Dice; that pale blue thread of Fate seemed it would not be severed because of a change in Distance.

(Chapter End)