Witcher: I Can Extract Everything

Heath quickly chanted a syllable and quickly entered the invisible state.

Not long after, two Apprentices walked over from the other side.

There were a total of two Apprentices walking over, a man and a woman. They were both young, and they looked back in panic, as if they were hiding from something.

Vaguely, they could still hear their terrified voices.

The female Apprentice said, "Charles, what... what should we do next?"

The male Apprentice said decisively, "Go to the Dark Wizard Region!"

The female Apprentice's expression changed. "What?!"

The male Apprentice said, "Do you think we have a choice, Rowling?"

"Even if I become a Dark Wizard, I don't want to go to a place like the Bloody Battlefield. There's no way we can come back from there..."

At this point, the male Apprentice seemed to have thought of something terrifying and could not help but shiver.

Heath, who was hiding in the dark, could not help but become curious.

Judging from their spiritual force, they were both advanced Apprentices and were at the peak level. What was it that made the two of them so afraid?

Just as Heath was surprised, an extremely strong spiritual force suddenly swept over. This spiritual force was not inferior to his, and was even slightly above his.

After ten years of unremitting efforts, Heath had already possessed the strength of an intermediate-stage Wizard. Those above him could only be a late-stage Wizard, or even a peak-stage Wizard!

Heath's expression changed slightly, and he immediately became alert.

At the same time, with a whoosh, a cloud of black smoke flew over from afar and landed in front of the two Apprentices.

After landing, the smoke immediately transformed into a human figure.

It was an elderly male Wizard. He looked to be in his sixties or seventies. He had a hunchbacked figure, a curved aquiline nose, a face like tree bark, and a gray-black cloak wrapped around his body.

What was worth Heath's attention was that there was a strange emblem on the chest of the Wizard. It was a staff and a crown that overlapped each other.

Heath was stunned. "The Tower of Order?"

There was no Wizard in the entire West Coast who did not know about this emblem. It was the supreme ruler of this land, the Tower of Order!

Heath frowned. 'Why are they here?'

The Tower of Order was obviously the object that the two Apprentices were hiding from. When the old Wizard appeared, the two Apprentices who were running immediately froze on the spot as if they had been petrified.

The old Wizard looked at the two of them and mocked with a contemptuous expression. "You two little things are quite brave. You actually dared to run away while I was resting. Is this how your masters usually teach you?"

The two Apprentices' faces instantly turned pale. They both prostrated on the ground with their foreheads pressed against the ground.

The male Apprentice cried, "Lord Lavras, we... we are just two Apprentices. Please spare us. We are not qualified to go to the Bloody Battlefield..."

"We... we are just two cowards..."

The old Wizard replied, "Whether we are qualified or not is not up to you or me. Your names are on the list. I have to bring you back."

"I gave you a chance to cooperate, but if you don't listen to my advice, then there's nothing I can do!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his skinny palm and pointed in the direction of the two Apprentices.

A dark green flame suddenly ignited in his palm. The flame shot out like a line and instantly devoured the two Apprentices.

After being devoured, the Apprentices' bodies began to twist, transform, and shrink. In an instant, they turned into two little mice.

It was something that Wizards were used to: Malicious Shapeshifting Spell.

The old Wizard then raised his hand and waved in that direction. The two little mice immediately flew into his hand. He then took out a cage and threw the two little mice into it.

He held the cage and curled his lips. "You guys don't know what's good for you. I gave you the opportunity to become a Wizard, yet you didn't treasure it!"

"The Land of Darkness is really getting worse with each generation!"

After saying that, the old Wizard put away the cage in his hand.

Then, he glanced in Heath's direction.

'Did he find me?'

Heath raised his eyebrows and concentrated.

However, the terrible thing did not happen. The old Wizard seemed to have unconsciously glanced in his direction. After taking a look, he quickly withdrew his gaze, turned into a cloud of smoke, and flew away.

Just as Heath heaved a sigh of relief, a voice came from afar.

"Your summoner isn't me, but you're also on the list. Make your preparations early!"

Heath was startled.

He frowned as he looked in the direction the old Wizard had left. 'This is...'

'What's going on?'

...

Two days later, in the Kingdom of Navi, in Caleru City.

After gathering the Golden Apple, Heath didn't delay at all as he returned to the Temple of Caleru.

"Good day, Lord Heath."

"Good morning, Bishop Heath."

It was only dawn, but the temple was already busy. Worshippers, prayers, priests, and other clergy came and went into the temple.

After ten years of development, the Church of Light founded by Heath had begun to take shape and had become the ruler of the Kingdom of Navi.

Of course, if one wanted to truly sit on this land of resources and become a true Wizard Lord, they still needed the certification of the Ruler of Darkness. However, that was after the end of the war. There was no need to think about these things now.

"Bishop Heath, Bishop Paul wants to pay you a visit. He asked me to ask when you are free."

A Knight of the church blocked Heath's way and delivered Paul's visiting card.

Heath accepted the gilded letter and replied, "Ask him to come in the afternoon. I have something to take care of in the morning."

Pausing for a moment, he asked, "Do you know what it is?"

The Holy Knight said, "I heard from Sir Paul that it should be related to the plague in Cavalim."

Cavalim was a city under Heath's rule. For some reason, the plague had suddenly started.

Heath raised his eyebrows. "Has it not been dealt with yet?"

The Holy Knight said, "Yes, I heard that our clergy has encountered some trouble over there... Sir Paul said that he will discuss it with you when he meets you."

Heath said, "I understand."

Then, he returned to the laboratory in the side hall to prepare for the next batch of potions.

However, just as he walked into the laboratory, Heath's brows suddenly furrowed.

At this moment, two figures appeared in his laboratory. One was a man and the other was a woman. They were looking at the table full of bottles and jars.

Heath immediately became alert and questioned, "Who are you?"

He could sense that both of them were not weak. They were at least at the level of Wizards!

In order to not be disturbed during the experiment, Heath had specially set up a barrier in the laboratory. It was not until Heath stepped into the room that the two of them sensed his arrival.

After hearing Heath's question, the two of them stopped what they were doing.

The male Wizard looked at Heath and asked, "Heath Noen?"

After a pause, he took out a badge and pinned it on his chest. It was a badge with a scepter and a crown interwoven together.

"Tower of Order," he said bluntly, "Nice to meet you. I'm Observer Celis."