Mivira, 60 kilometers away from Buch Village, was originally just a simple military castle built in the northern hills. After decades of civil war, this relatively remote town eventually became one of the important towns in the north with its relationship with the wolf warrior training base.

In the early morning, a figure appeared out of thin air in the courtyard of the Alchemy Courtyard in the east of the city. Victor Wood, who was mixed with blood, scared many students taking a nap here. Everyone sent him into the medical room with all their hands. When the old dean arrived, they saw the scene of their most proud disciple lying on the hospital bed. The originally handsome face was bloodless.

"Director." Emma, ​​the exclusive doctor of the Alchemy Institute, reported to him with a heavy expression: "The tongue has been cut off."

"What?!" Fisher was shocked and angry.

A magic genius actually had his tongue cut off. No matter how talented he had, he could not reach the highest level of magic. The honor of the magician has become a fantasy. What should this child who puts everything on magic do in the future? Unexpectedly, Victor went back to visit the disease but caused a murderous disaster. If he had known this would happen, he should have stopped him from going back...

The old man sat down beside Victor with some regret, holding his pale hand tightly, and the cold body temperature between his fingers that was not as cold as a living person made Fisher shocked and suspicious. He looked at the doctor standing beside him for an answer.

"The body has suffered severe blood loss. It is logical that he cannot be alive in his current situation. It seems... he has used some kind of spell to barely maintain his life." Emma's answer made Fisher's heart tight. Life-saving spell? Could it be... no, this child wouldn't have done that, right?

At this moment, Victor, who was in a coma, opened his eyes, and the emerald's eyes were gone without the resentment and extremeness of the past, replaced by indifference and calmness.

The lich knew that he had to 'awaken', otherwise the mentor of the person it possessed would notice something strange. The undead had no body temperature, and no matter how ordinary the face looked, the corpse was a corpse after all.

Silence made the atmosphere in the ward a little depressed. Fisher gently patted Victor on the shoulder, comforting him while trying to change this depression.

"As long as you work hard, you can still become a great wizard. My child, don't be discouraged, just recover with peace of mind."

The lich turned his head and used silence instead of answering. It casts his eyes on the decorative paintings on the wall to avoid catching up with the old man's eyes. Although the puppet corpse can perfectly cover up the unique corruption of the undead creatures, the eyes cannot be disguised. What it did not expect was that this cautiousness was regarded as sadness and fear by the old man.

Fisher sighed softly and walked out of the ward. The huge ward was left with only the lich lying on the comfortable bed.

This first step of lurking should be considered successful...

Victor is not very sure, corpses are just corpses, no matter how disguised they are, they cannot change this fact.

The old man knew Wood's identity, and there was no doubt about this. As a mentor, he did not ask why he was injured, and he did not ask about the origin of the murderer. Obviously, he already knew what happened to his apprentice. Poor Wood, a fool, had no idea that even he was controlled by others as a mage. Although Fisher was old, he was strong and could not have broken his legs for the sake of picking herbs. Moreover, an alchemist, who was a magician, could also use some simple spells. How could he be injured and lying in the mountains and forests and rescued by him? The only possibility is that the old man was commissioned by Wood's biological father to look for his lost descendants.

Thinking of this, Victor took out the package he brought back from Buch Village and searched for it for a while. Finally, he found a diary among several old clothes and a large pile of alchemy materials. It recorded some more important events in Wood's five-year academic journey. Based on these records, he believed in his inference more firmly.

From the brief meeting just now, the Lich also saw that Fisher was not an ordinary alchemist. The old man's words and deeds had an unconcealed nobility. Only wealthy families could cultivate such a natural rather than deliberately disguised temperament. Although Mivira was a major city in the north, she was pale in comparison with the capital Jingyao. She could make a noble nobleman who had a noble status give up his luxurious and stable life and commit himself to such a remote town... It seems that your father is not an ordinary nobleman, Wood.

Although there is no object to investigate and trace, the lich has calculated the identity of Wood's father based on clues such as the great nobles living in the capital Jingyao, the illegitimate son, the guardian of the nobles, etc. If it were not for the elder-level figure of the Magic Association, they would have to be the great nobles of the Principality of Taran.

After closing the diary, Victor has made a decision. Unless it is necessary, it will not give up this identity. In another ten years, it will be a battle of light and dark every hundred years. If this failure occurs again, the light calendar will be superimposed on the Seventh Age. Even the Lich King who ignores time will be extremely unhappy. No matter how unique the undead is, it belongs to the darkness.

The Lich's thinking quickly shifted from the possessed person to the task of entering the middle-level world. Although it was just a chance to choose Wood, he did not expect that his life experience was unexpectedly suitable. Lurking in human society as an ordinary mage is far from meeting Paglot's requirements. What it wants is to obtain secrets about the war ten years later, and ordinary mages do not have this qualification. To enter the top of the Magic Association, at least the rank of the magician is required. This is almost impossible for a tongueless person. However, the aristocratic bloodline that human Victor hates is an indispensable part of completing the task for Lich Victor.

Nobles, illegitimate sons, and family heirs, these things can become smoke screens that cover up quickly. According to Wood's memory, Victor calculated that in addition to Fisher, there were other people in Mivela town who informed Jing Yao of Wood's every move, but they belonged to the party who wanted to get rid of Wood. Although they were unreputable illegitimate sons, Wood's father's identity must be extraordinary. Some people do not want him to go to Jing Yao to compete for the rights that originally belonged to them, so they paid a lot of money to invite the third-ranked killer organization in the Principality.

Thinking of the killer who killed Victor, the Lich couldn't help but grin and showed a meaningful and deep sneer.

Just like a young mage who has already died, a fledgling novice will not pose any threat to it at all. Such an important task assassinating a illegitimate child of a great nobleman was actually handed over to a novice rookie. The so-called Taran ranks third, but so. Since Victor Wood is still alive, Frostwolf cannot give up and will definitely come back to remedy it. As a stage for removing the second return of the hiring killer and the behind-the-scenes envoy, a border town like Mivira is more suitable than Jingyao.

Victor would not choose to go to Jingyao at this time. The smaller the city, the easier it is to control it. Whether it is a person or a situation, it is not advisable to use this newly obtained new body in the early stages of the fusion of puppet corpses.

"Squeak..."

The door of the lounge was pushed open, and Victor looked at him and saw the doctor who had left before returning, holding a steaming pottery cup in his hand.

"Drink this." A middle-aged woman named Emma handed over a pottery cup filled with milky white liquid, and her face was filled with care: "You can only drink liquid things recently and avoid eating hot food, which will not be beneficial to the demobilization of the wound."

He took it obediently, and just as the liquid entered his mouth, Victor frowned.

"What's wrong?" Seeing this, Emma immediately approached with concern.

[What did you give me drink and why did you feel numb all over?] Open the diary in your hand and wrote a line of words with a magic pen placed in your backpack. Its calm expression made the female doctor stop the movement of leaning over to explore.

"A medicine with analgesic effects is not as obvious as the healing spell, but as a physician, I insist that natural herbs are more beneficial to your body than spells."

After taking the pottery cup handed back by Victor, Emma saw the diary that acted as a writing board and lifted it up again.

[The wound is fine, I want to go out for a walk.]

"This..." Victor's request made the female doctor look embarrassed.

[Just go to the Adventure Guild to find a simple task and test how many abilities I have left.]

"I don't object to you want to go out, but it's not possible now! You must cultivate for a day no matter what. This is the advice of being a doctor. If you have to insist on going to the Adventure Guild today, then I have to let Dean Fisher come and persuade you in person." Seeing Victor nodding in agreement with his proposal, Emma relieved her frown.

[Doctor, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.] The words written in the diary made Emmaton stay away. When she walked to the lich, it was already lodging on the soft bed, and no matter how she pushed it, she did not respond. Confirm that Victor would not wake up for the time being, Emma gently turned the glittering ring on her little finger.

"Emma, ​​good news! Come over with the antiseptic potion, and you've got the tongue." An excited voice came from the crystal embedded in the ring.

"I have bad news to tell you too. Victor Wood is back, missing a tongue." He glanced at the young man still lying on the bed, turned around, Emma focused on the corridor.

"What? Hell! Feley also told me that boy is dead...where is he?"

Emma was about to say that Victor Wood was fascinated by her medication. As soon as she opened her mouth, a cold finger pointed to her lips. All the words that had reached her mouth were choking in her throat.

"Thank you for your hard work, let me do what I will do next." The young man who appeared beside him made Emma fall into an ice cave. She opened her mouth wide, but couldn't make any sound, and even her body was so stiff that she couldn't move.

"Victor Wood is lying in the medical room of the college. There are so many people here that I cannot help. However, this kid is planning to take a mission at the adventure guild, as if he wants to test how much strength he has after losing his tongue. Remember to tell Felley that he must not be ruthless this time." The woman's voice came from the male body, causing Emma, ​​who was already terrified, to tremble involuntarily.

"Ah~ See what I found, the forbidden potion..."

Cut off the magical voice transmission, Victor took out a translucent crystal bottle from Emma's top pocket, which contained the nightmare of the magician - a forbidden potion that can temporarily seal the magic power.

"Next, let's talk about the half-elf named Felley. Of course, I hope you can tell me something else, such as the identity of the woman you are talking to. Don't try to lie! I don't want to use the memory-taking technique that will destroy the brain when you still have it. Do you understand what I mean?"

Facing Victor who could make a sound without opening his mouth, Emma just kept shaking her head.

"Don't expect someone to come to save you. The instructor just ordered me to rest. There will be no third person in this medical room except you and me." The hand that stroked the neck was like ice. Emma closed her eyes and screamed silently in her heart.

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"You idiot!"

An angry low shout echoed in the uninhabited alley.

The killer who failed the mission hid in a dark corner and was receiving reprimand from the leader.

"It was out of trust that I entrust such an important entrusted to you. I didn't expect you to be unable to accomplish such a simple task!"

Feli did not refuse or defend himself. After returning to Mivela Town, she found that the target person who should have died in the remote mountainous area had arrived half a day earlier than her, so she was ready to accept the punishment.

Killers cannot make mistakes, mistakes mean death. Fortunately, there is still a chance to remedy. Victor Wood did not see his face. As long as the plan was successful, he could kill this victorious mage again.

"There hasn't been news from Cheng Jingyao yet, go and clear the target. Don't forget, this is your last chance." The flashing light of the ring of the sound was extinguished after the last instructions came, and the alley returned to its original silence again.

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