Chapter 24 Sue the teacher, no shame
It turns out that this meditation chart is called an erosion chart.
But Saul still felt that the name he came up with was more vivid and apt.
"Mentor, I asked other people, none of their meditation books have this diagram, only I have it ... Someone moved my book, someone wants to kill me!"
Sol's expression shifted in anger and afterthought.
"So?" Kaz was calm, even a little indifferent.
"Please, Mentor, save me."
Kaz's white furrowed brows furrowed as he looked down at Saul.
"Kid, the world of wizards is not one of true beauty. In order to become stronger, in order to explore deeper mysteries, everyone will do anything. What you need to do is to adapt to this world, not just think about seeking refuge."
"Mentor Katz, I understand that things will change, but I've only just become an apprentice for two days, and someone is instructing maids, or even other apprentices, to deal with me, could there be other hidden agendas? I now ... "Saul scrunched up his shoulders, covered his stomach, and said pitifully, "I don't even dare to eat the meal brought by the maid."
"What goes around comes around?" Kaz was stunned, "You kid didn't learn much knowledge, but you have quite a lot of words in your mouth."
He thought for a moment and finally loosened his tongue, "No matter who is trying to harm you, instructing the servants and apprentices of the Wizard Tower has indeed crossed the line. I know about this matter, no one will dare touch the apprentice's supplies in the future."
He pressed one hand on the top of Sol's head, "Being able to escape the calculations of the encroaching figure is your own skill, and that's the most important thing. Go back to eat and study well, become strong, and then you will realize that the crisis on the path to wizard is much more terrifying than this matter of someone counting on you."
Saul's request for help today consumed the time for asking questions, and Kaz finished, walking out of the corpse room with his hands behind his back.
Saul breathed a small sigh of relief, but also some disappointment.
While Kaz had said that Saul didn't have to worry about being reckoned with again in his life and living, he hadn't said that he would help Saul find the murderer behind it.
That means he also has to worry that Sid will find his own trouble in other places, or even ... personally kill himself.
It is a good thing that the wizard tower should be binding on the second level apprentice, or else Sid will not think of all the underhanded tricks to deal with himself like this.
A second level apprentice to kill a newbie apprentice, it is just a matter of moving his fingers.
It was better to find a way to get stronger as soon as possible.
In the meantime, he had to find a way to escape Sid's wisps of backstabbing before he had the ability to resist.
Saul began to copy the book again.
His face was expressionless and his pen flew, not slowing down much even as he transcribed the Noahide text responsible for the book.
At seven o'clock he left the corpse room.
As he was going out, he suddenly saw the door of the scarlet room next door open as well, and a man in his early twenties came out from inside. The insignia on his clothes showed that he was also a first level apprentice.
Just by looking at his age, he knew that he was one of those very senior first level apprentices.
When the other party saw Saul, his sight skimmed over as if he was seeing air.
Saul silently stepped aside, allowing the other party to walk up the ramp first.
There was no work today, so everyone could leave work on time.
Saul stood close to the door for a moment, trying to see if the deepest red wooden door would open.
That would be the room where the first stage of body disposal was located.
But Saul waited for about ten minutes, and the door to that room didn't move.
Thinking that he couldn't delay here for too long, Saul hugged the book and hurriedly left.
...
Kaz was not in a good mood today.
None of his newly acquired apprentices pleased him.
That Duke had high dark element perception and good magical talent, but his brain couldn't turn and he had no spirituality.
Even a few small runes were so difficult to learn, how could he approach sorcery in the future?
That Angela's talent is also okay, and she is smarter than Duke, but her mind is too restless.
That pair of big eyes is cute, but they are always darting around.
Even learning the basics, something that only required effort, she could play around with it.
And thought she was doing a good job of disguising her naivety.
Kaz wasn't a calculating person himself, so he didn't like apprentices like that either.
In his opinion, people who became high-ranking wizard apprentices through calculations would eventually fall on the path to becoming full-fledged wizards.
And Angela also reminded Kaz of another girl.
That guy, right now, was probably savoring the bad fruit he had sown in the first place.
As for Saul ... Kaz hadn't even given him a second thought at first.
In his opinion, a person with no magical talent who became an apprentice was wasting the resources of the Sorcerer's Tower.
It was thought that Saul must have pulled some kind of trick to become an apprentice as well.
Kaz originally wanted to get him down by hand during the first test, but accidentally discovered Saul's talent for souls.
No, to say that it was an accidental discovery was actually inaccurate.
It was something someone had instructed him to do.
Kaz walked slowly down the ramp between the sixteenth and seventeenth floors of the East Tower.
The sixteenth and seventeenth floors of the East Tower were where the mentors lived.
Suddenly, the shadows around them suddenly moved.
Obviously, the light from the candelabra was still so stable, but the shadows underfoot were like they were fleeing, transforming into countless tiny black dots, colliding and jumping, scrambling to be the first, and burrowing into the cracks of the stone.
Kaz stopped, his face twitching, his breathing slowing.
Who said full-fledged wizards weren't afraid?
He raised his eyes and saw a man coming down the top of the ramp.
His arms were pressed against his side without swinging, and he walked with his heels high in the air and only a little bit of his toes pointing to the ground.
It was as if the ground was dirty and he was trying to avoid contact.
To top it off, the man was covered in pink bandages around his body, revealing only a pair of silver eyes.
Kaz leaned down deeply.
"Tower Master."
"Uh-huh."
With a simple response, the pink bandaged man and Kaz rubbed shoulders.
Kaz mentally exhaled a half-breath.
But before the other half could be exhaled, he realized that the tower master had taken two steps before stopping.
He turned around in a hurry, not daring to face the tower master with his back.
"That little guy, isn't he good at handling corpses?"
The voice of the Tower Lord, who would scare even the official sorcerer Kaz, was gentle.
"Yes, his soul talent is indeed good. The first time he handled a corpse, he actually found out one more piece of material than me."
"Hehe, that must be because you weren't serious." The tower master let out a laugh.
Kaz shivered.
"Show him this to get a quick grasp."
The bandages on the tower lord's abdomen split open in a ghostly gash, and he slipped his thin fingers inside, clipping out a book made of thin silk cloth.
"Good." Kaz took it with both hands.
"By the way, Tower Master," Kaz suddenly remembered that the boy had asked for help today, "someone has touched the boy's meditation book and replaced one of the pages with an erosion chart."
The Tower Master turned around and seemed quite interested.
"He meditated with an erosion chart?"
"Uh, I don't think so, where would a new apprentice resist an erosion chart? I think Lucky realized something was wrong and waited until today to tell me."
A chilly wind whistled through the passage.
The tower master's body, which only had toes on the ground, swayed like a reed.
"That won't do. The Sorcerer's Apprentice is my thing, the meditation book is my thing, and the maid is my thing." The tower master's eyes curved as if he was smiling, "By the way, the laboratory is also my thing."
The lab?
Kaz felt a cold sweat break out between his hair strands, but shrank from running down his cheeks.
"You go find that bad guy and make him pay for it."
With that, the tower master turned and continued down the line.
As his figure disappeared behind the bend, countless black shadow dots popped out of the cracks in the stone and leapt to reconstitute themselves as shadows.
Kaz looked down at the book in his hand, somewhat puzzled.
Tower Master, why do you think so highly of that Sol?
(End of chapter)