Werewolf wizard

Inside a small reception room on the first floor of Peter Castle, Su Nan sized up the man before him who claimed to be a merchant from the Attica Peninsula.

This was a middle-aged man with a weathered face, clearly one of the countless merchants of this era who traveled far and wide.

His identity as a merchant should be genuine.

The Attica Peninsula was south of the Storm Kingdom, one of the two most important peninsulas, alongside the Achaea Peninsula.

Su Nan asked him, "What is your name? Regarding what you said earlier about encountering a coven of witches, assuming that's true, then I must ask you, why were you able to escape from the witches' gathering?"

"Didn't those witches discover you? What method did you use to prevent them from finding you?"

"Merchant, don't be afraid. Even if there are some slightly exaggerated words, as long as you can genuinely provide me with useful information, I will give you equal compensation and welcome you to come again."

Lionel, the merchant from the Attica Peninsula, glanced at Su Nan with some trepidation. As an ordinary merchant, he would naturally feel pressured facing a knight lord.

Moreover, Su Nan possessed a unique aura, his bright eyes seemed to see through everything, scrutinizing him from head to toe.

The exaggerated vocabulary he had initially prepared reached his lips, only to be forced back down under Su Nan's gaze.

He decided to tell the truth.

The merchant Lionel stood up and gave Su Nan a salute befitting an audience with a nobleman, then said, "Lord Su Nan, I am honored to meet you."

"Everything I say below is true and absolutely without falsehood."

"I have indeed seen witches before. My main trade route is to transport grain from the Attica Peninsula to LS City, the wealthiest city in the South Thrace District, for sale."

"I have even met the Earl of LS City a few times because of this."

"But one day, when my caravan was traveling on a deserted path leading to LS City, one of my pack horses injured its hoof, and it was bleeding continuously."

"As you know, these pack horses are the most important property for us merchants, but we cannot wait on the trade route for an injured pack horse to recover, because it is dangerous in the wild, and the goods we carry must be delivered to LS City as soon as possible."

"So, I wanted to lead my injured pack horse into a deserted, dense forest, and then when I returned, I could retrieve the horse."

The merchant Lionel glanced at Su Nan and continued, "That day, I led it, and led it, deep into a forest that I had never been to before, and which should have been uninhabited. Who knew that a storm would suddenly break out that day, with lightning and thunder in the sky."

"I slipped and fell with the pack horse, and my pack horse died on the spot. Only I was left hanging on by a thread, not dead."

"Just when I thought I was going to die, the God of Storms be praised… I suddenly heard a group of women's voices."

Su Nan had already become interested and signaled with his eyes for him to continue.

The merchant Lionel continued, "At that time, I thought, this is too strange. In this desolate jungle, and in such stormy weather, a group of women were talking and laughing above the pit I had fallen into."

"But later, the content of their conversation startled me. God of Storms, it was terrifying."

Su Nan sat down in a chair in the small reception room, even more curious about his story. "Then what did they say?"

The merchant Lionel smiled bitterly, "Lord Su Nan, they were discussing me, saying that there was a person and an old horse who had fallen into the pit beneath their feet. One woman argued that both I and the old horse had already died."

"But another woman said that I still had a breath left."

"They argued, with some women believing that I was already a dead man, only having a breath left, which didn't count as being alive."

"The woman who thought I was still alive immediately became angry and said that as a first-class apprentice witch in herbology, she was best at making healing potions, and she could save me at any time if she wanted to."

"She could use the three plants next to the pit to immediately concoct an herbal medicine that could save me."

"The other women all laughed at her, so she made a bottle of herbal medicine on the spot, but she suddenly said to me, who was waiting to die in the pit, that she was a selfish witch and would not help me like that."

"Because I couldn't pay enough of a reward."

"So, she refined this bottle of herbal medicine just to prove her ability, she would put the herbal medicine next to the pit, but would never give it to me."

The merchant Lionel recalled, "But after those women saw the herbal medicine she had refined, they changed their laughter and instead began to praise her skill in concocting herbal medicine."

"Then, it seemed like some kind of transaction was happening. It seemed that on the last day of each month, they would conduct transactions next to that pit."

"The number of people who came each month varied, but they said it was a very famous place called the 'Petrified Witch's Coven' where transactions were conducted, so many apprentice witches hidden in the mortal world would go there."

"They traded a lot of things, but I can't remember the names of those things at all, some things… some things even just thinking about them makes my head hurt."

Su Nan's eyes became serious.

Some things of wizards have mental radiation, that is, people with low mental strength, even just remembering them, will cause a physical burden, so his body will deliberately forget them.

Since the merchant in front of him had even mentioned this, it proved that he had likely really encountered this witches' gathering.

Su Nan didn't expect that the wizards he had been looking for for so long actually had such a wizard gathering in the South Thrace Military Region, where magical resources were traded once a month.

But this was also normal.

Many things are actually hidden, not that they don't exist, but that you can't find them, can't see them.

As long as you have enough strength, these things will automatically enter your field of vision sooner or later.

The merchant Lionel covered his head and said to Su Nan, "I also heard a powerful old witch among them talking about the origin of this gathering."

"It seems that the Petrified Witch who presides over this gathering is a half-step official wizard. She used a special thing a long time ago to turn herself into a real stone and bury herself in that pit. But she would also activate something when the tide came, allowing herself to transform from stone back into human."

"The reason I was able to survive later was because the storm that day was really too big, and I was too lucky. After those witches finished trading and left not long after, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck down and smashed the bottle of potion next to the pit."

"Then, the broken potion flowed into the pit along with the storm water, and I just drank a few mouthfuls of the herbal potion mixed with mud, and I suddenly felt that I had strength, and then I climbed out of the pit, and the wound stopped bleeding."

"Although my fracture was still not healed, and the wound was not healed, it was enough for me to find my caravan, and then, with a breath, go to LS City and find a doctor to treat my injuries."

"That's all I know, Lord Su Nan."

"Some nouns, I don't understand at all, I just forcibly memorized them."

"I once tried to tell many people about this, but they all treated me like a madman, and some even tried to report me to the church."

"Later, I hid this matter deep in my heart."

"Until I met you."

The merchant Lionel asked cautiously, "Lord Su Nan, how much money do you think this information is worth?"

Su Nan fell into thought, so that's how it was.

From this story, Su Nan understood that the Petrified Witch was the core organizer of this witches' gathering.

This witches' gathering was probably an organization she created to trade magical resources.