Wizard From Afar

"I hate talking nonsense, and I hate wasting time, so please give me a reason not to kill you as soon as possible, Priest Draco."

Under the night sky, the expressionless Loren squatted beside Draco, who had collapsed on the ground. The Broken Sword of the right hand was against the opponent's throat, while speaking without any waves.

As long as he dares to say more than a word and move his hands slightly, sword edge will pierce the fragile and soft skin without the slightest hesitation, and cut off his head—Loren can do it. And I also believe that Draco in front of him will not doubt his abilities. The corpses of Ghoul all around are the best proof.

"You, what you want, I can give it to you! Whatever you want!" Priest Draco, already completely paralyzed, opened his mouth that was almost speechless. , The eyes were full of fear: "As long as you can let me go, as long as you let me let me do anything!"

No matter how the conspiracy is repeated, hiding in the dark to plot a murder, Draco All are just priests and alchemists, neither fanatics nor warriors who can face the bleak life and dripping blood, he has tried his best if he can speak.

"I am not a robber, let alone a blackmailer." Loren jokingly smiled: "We are all wizards, so let's use the wizard's method to solve this problem in a civilized way."

"The wizard's method..." Draco stunned, then his face was instantly grayed out--this damn apprentice wanted his own research results!

I also said that what is not a robber is not a blackmailer, but a civilized solution... It's all nonsense. For a wizard, besides his life, what else can be more important than his own research results?

Taking all of one's own achievements as one's own is almost equivalent to obliterating the meaning of one's own existence!

But life is still the most important thing at the moment, even if this kid pays a high price, he is impossible to accept... After a little measurement, Draco immediately nodded desperately: "Yes, yes, No matter which one you want..."

"Which?" Loren used a rhetorical question.

"All, everything is yours..." Draco shivered and said this sentence that made himself tremble: "As long as you can let me go, all my results will be It’s yours!"

"Where are all those things?"

"It's all...in...ah! It's all in the church!" Draco seemed like suddenly As if remembering it, I almost yelled: "As long as you let me go back to church, no no no... You come back to church with me, and then I will abide by the agreement and give the things to you, and then we will have the right When this has never happened, how?"

Draco, who tried his best to say these words, still had a slightly expectant smile on his face. He didn't even expect himself. I was able to finish these words completely, and my chest was violently ups and downs.

At the moment when he saw Loren’s kind smile, he thought he was really successful—until the tip of the sword stroked his neck slightly, it seemed that some warm liquid came out ……

"aaahhhh——!!!"

lose one's head out of fear, Draco who thought he was going to die screamed desperately until the sword Edge pressed his throat again, and Loren's cold gaze stopped him.

"Don't try to be clever, Priest Draco." Loren curled his mouth. "That will only make you die faster."

"If I guess right, When you arrive at the church, you will hand over the so-called “evidence” to me, and then tell him in front of the priest that I am the real murderer behind the scenes, and evilly killed his nephew’s wizard, so that you will not only get rid of the suspicion I also found a scapegoat, one move, two gains."

Draco's expression seemed to have lost his soul.

"So I want it now, let your accomplices send those things." Loren threatened: "I won't give you too much time, so you better expect him to hurry up !"

"Associate? I have no accomplices!" Draco shouted innocently: "How could I have any accomplices?!"

"Please think before you speak. Clearly, you have lied to me once." Loren's eyes narrowed: "Or do you want to go to hell more than living? Then I will satisfy you."

"The Holy Cross is on the top , I really don’t have any damn accomplices-it’s hard enough to live alone in such a place, how can I find another one?!" Draco yelled hysterically, "You know one." How difficult is it for the wizard to hide himself?!"

"Really?"

"Of course it is true!"

"Since you don’t My fellow, your laboratory was destroyed by your own hands, and it is impossible to put it in any unsafe or uncovered place..." Loren seemed to be talking to himself, his dark eyes fell on Draco's face. : "Then, I guess you should carry it with you, right?"

Draco's face was so gray that he even forgot that there was a sharp blade on his neck. Watching Loren's left hand rummaged around him, he took the two sealed parchment manuscripts from his pocket.

That is all I have, my hard work, and my soul-without them, I don't even know if I am a true alchemist!

"Yes, can you let me go?" These words popped out of Draco's throat desperately.

Loren's eyes flashed with hesitation, but soon disappeared without a trace: "Sorry, these are not enough to buy you your life."

"You... …?!" Draco stared wide-eyed.

"Tell you the truth, I didn't plan to let you go from the very beginning." Loren said blankly, "Because I hate accidents, sudden situations and uncontrollable changes. As long as you are still alive, I can’t believe that I’m absolutely safe. I apologize to you, it’s obviously wrong to evaluate your results like that before-your research is very good, I will cherish them very much, and give it to my most trusted alchemist to inherit your legacy, Let it flourish."

"Although you are usually the priest of the church, I hope that you can at least die proudly as a wizard before you die. In this era of discrimination against wizards, stand by as a The final dignity of the wizard."

"So...bye."

The sharp blade cut Draco's neck, and the wizard's body twitched twice, his chest He straightened up suddenly, and then lay down slowly, no longer breathing.

The panting Loren supported his body, and stood up reluctantly-the high-level spell of "Transcendence Perception" is quite heavy, if it weren't for his physical fitness , I'm afraid I will pass out directly.

According to my own estimation, if the body is in the Peak state, it can be used twice a day, and I am afraid it will lose strength directly. Considering that I am still young, there is still room for improvement in the future. But no matter how you improve your body, there is a limit, it can only be three times at most.

The biggest limitation of human beings of physical body and mortal flesh is the human being itself-thinking and imagination will be restricted by reality, and the body will be restricted by its limits, and it will always be impossible to be truly perfect.

The reason why it took so long was mainly because Loren wanted to make sure that Draco had no accomplices, and everything else was secondary-he was impossible to let him go from the very beginning. So as long as it is confirmed that the other party is alone, then there is no need to worry.

Not only was I worried that the other party would be deliberately planning revenge, but also because of Loren’s hands, there was no decisive evidence from start to finish. The only witnesses were myself and Draco. ——Compared to his own apprentice wizard, I am afraid that Father Anthony would trust Draco, the priest of the church.

So, it is necessary to kill him. Only in this way can everything become the truth that only you know, and let the facts be in your own hands instead of being arbitrarily handled by others.

"So now...it's time to make up a decent nonsense to fool the Father Anthony." Loren muttered to himself, looking down towards the motionless corpse at his feet.

"Do you think I should say it better, Lord wizard?"