Witcher: I Can Extract Everything

Edith was stunned for a moment. "What do you mean?"

Cassandra said, "I've felt that something was very strange ever since the Three Ring Towers rejected our request for assistance."

"We didn't make any rude requests to them. We just hoped that they would express their stance when necessary. This wouldn't cause them any losses at all. They wouldn't even have to pay a single Magic Stone, and they could use this as an excuse to extort a sum of money from us."

"According to the habits of these greedy vampires in the past, they should have gone to get the sacks early in the morning. Even if we didn't make any requests, they should have taken the initiative to contact us to offer help."

"However, when we took the initiative to ask for help, they refused. They refused without any hesitation and rejected the Magic Stones."

Cassandra frowned. "Do you know? This is as amazing as me suddenly realizing that I don't need to use magic power to cast spells."

She continued, "Before I could figure it out, those clowns attacked us. They were always as timid as mice, but they were actually so arrogant. They even took out a third-circle spell scroll. It really surprised me."

"At first, I even thought that this was the work of the Three Ring Towers, but I couldn't figure out what benefits it would bring them. They actually put themselves in danger."

"Putting aside the 600 years of friendship between us, the ruler had interfered with another ruler's internal affairs without permission. Breaking the rules like this would be a matter of shuffling the cards."

"What happened later also proved that the Three Ring Towers had nothing to do with this."

"The Wizard Master and the others were completely wiped out, the clowns from the Labyrinth Academy, the third-circle spell scroll, and so on. All of these are purely coincidences, coincidences."

Her expression suddenly became serious. "But this is the biggest problem!"

Wizard Edith was stunned. "What problem?"

Witch Cassandra said, "Everything that happened was too coincidental. Once or twice is fine, but so many coincidences happened in such a short period of time, and they all happened at the same time."

"We all know that such coincidences cannot truly be a coincidence!"

Wizard Edith was shocked. "You mean!"

Witch Cassandra nodded and said, "That's right. Fate Department. Someone has set up a chessboard in the Underdark Treesea. They want to pull all of us chess pieces up there and kill each other."

"Look at the Underdark Treesea recently. Those idiots seem to have gone crazy and completely lost their minds. If it wasn't for the Fate Department's magic causing trouble, how could this land suddenly become so chaotic?"

Wizard Edith opened his mouth and said in realization, "I see... I see. So you wanted me to surrender because you didn't want to get involved in this dispute?"

Witch Cassandra nodded. "Someone stirred up the fate of the war, and this land will inevitably have a war. If we persevere to the end, according to the trajectory of fate, we will inevitably continue to be attacked."

"Even if we defeat Labyrinth Academy and Ivory Tower, there will still be Thorn Forest and Red Square."

"Unless the fate of war comes to an end, we can only obediently be a chess piece and fight non-stop until we die."

After a pause, Cassandra continued, "In this case, it's better to jump out of the chessboard as soon as possible. They can play with them however they want. When they've played enough, and when the matter is over, we'll do what we should do."

"The Ruler's Scepter is a scepter that only the ruler has, not the ruler who has a scepter!"

Wizard Edith completely understood.

At once, his expression towards Witch Cassandra became one of admiration.

Although they were all Wizards, a young Wizard like him who had advanced for less than 100 years was still far from being enough in terms of strength and experience compared to the older generation of Witch Cassandra in the Shadow Tower.

She had lived much longer than him, and her experiences were far beyond what he could hope to achieve.

Wizard Edith said solemnly, "Lady Cassandra, I need to apologize for my previous offense to you. My anger made me lose my mind."

Cassandra laughed and said, "It's just the three of us. There's no need for that."

Edith nodded.

But then, he seemed to have thought of something and suddenly asked, "But... Who's behind this? And what's the purpose?"

Cassandra sneered and looked out of the window in a certain direction. "Who is it? Isn't it obvious?"

"In the entire West Coast, other than that Lord, who else has the ability to turn the entire Wizard region into a chessboard and play with the fate of so many people?"

"Other than the Tower of Order, who else!?"

...

Forest of Souls.

"The Ruler's Scepter!"

The exclamations in unison exploded in the forest, and the three Dark Wizards were all startled.

Speaking of the Ruler's Scepter, they first briefly introduced the structure of the West Coast, and even the entire Wizard World.

The entire West Coast was divided into parts of the Wizard territory, and the Underdark Treesea was one of them.

The entire Underdark Treesea was divided into many resource areas, such as Shadow Land of the Shadow Tower and the Labyrinth Castle of Labyrinth Academy.

The resource areas were under the control of various Wizard organizations, and these Wizard organizations were under the rule of the ruler.

There were a total of 26 Wizard territories in the entire West Coast, which meant that there were 26 rulers.

And these 26 rulers were all ruled by a powerful Wizard organization, which was the true ruler of the entire West Coast.

Their name was the Tower of Order.

If Shadow Tower was the king of Underdark Treesea, then the Tower of Order was the king of the West Coast.

And the Ruler's Scepter was a Wizard tool issued by the Tower of Order to the Lords under them to exercise authority. The pictographic analogy was like the official seal used to sign documents on the desk of the US state government.

All of a sudden, the three of them went crazy. They held the scepter and laughed crazily.

"Hahaha! Hahaha! The Ruler's Scepter! I didn't expect the Ruler's Scepter to fall into our hands!"

"Now we are rulers too! Hahaha!"

Although this thing did not have many practical uses, the meaning of the identity it represented was still very pleasant to hold in one's hands. After all, the pleasure of having sex with a woman of the same beauty, coupled with the two different titles of prostitute and princess, was also completely different, wasn't it?

However, before the two of them could be happy for long, suddenly, a faint layer of light appeared on the scepter, and then it quickly faded and transformed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The glittering scepter instantly turned into a piece of rotten wood.

It was like a shapeshifting spell.

The smiles on the faces of the three instantly froze.

The bald man said with a gloomy expression, "Piece of sh*t!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and waved a wind blade, cutting the wood into two pieces.

"Tsk!" Roxanne curled her lips. "I was thinking of bringing it back to be a collectible. Alright, let's not waste any more time. Let's continue hunting."

Fatty Grice refused. "My cooperation with you ends here. It has nothing to do with me where you go now, but don't appear in front of me again. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that I won't eat you."

As he said that, he picked up a corpse and stuffed it into his mouth to eat.

Roxanne sneered. "You can try!"

The bald man thought for a moment and said, "Separate? That's fine too. These pieces of trash are indeed not worth the three of us gathering together."

He split the Magic Stone pockets and the Wizard tools he had just obtained into three portions and threw one to each of them. "As usual, each of us will get one portion. Take a look. If there aren't any problems, let's part ways here."

The two of them took it over and counted it. They then nodded and hung it on their waists.

"In that case, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

After confirming that there were no objections to the distribution, the bald man said goodbye and left in one direction. The Witch Roxanne also went in the other direction.

Only Fatty Grice was left in the forest.

At this time, he was busy stuffing the corpses on the ground into his big mouth on his chest.

His appetite seemed to be quite good. When he stuffed a whole corpse into his mouth, it would disappear with a few clicks. Not even a bit of residue would come out.

It was like a bottomless pit. After eating so much, he didn't even burp.

After eating, he still looked unsatisfied. He muttered to himself, "The snacks are too delicious. Snacks, I want more snacks, snacks..."

This couldn't help but make Heath, who was hiding at the side and waiting to loot the corpse, extremely angry.

This was a f*cking natural enemy!

He himself relied on looting corpses for a living, but this guy ate all the corpses, so what was he doing!?

Heath frowned.

One hand pressed on the cross sword at his waist...