EFB Chapter 25 Clara's Situation and Ryan Territory
Chapter 25 Clara's Situation and Ryan Territory
"You're not as formidable as you were that night, Perón!"
Seeing Belon's miserable state, Kurt was triumphant, his face filled with the ferocious joy of revenge.
The despair and fear of being on the verge of death that day have now transformed into the exhilaration and triumph of witnessing the enemy's demise.
"I...I was wrong, Kurt, please...please let me go..."
Belon's consciousness was already somewhat blurred, but the instinct for survival still drove him to utter intermittent pleas.
"Don't worry, you won't die."
Kurt's voice carried a cruel mockery.
"You'll be 'invited' to the tower master's prison. How about that? Aren't you grateful I'm not killing you now?"
These words were like ice water poured over his head, instantly reviving Belon's dazed consciousness and causing an even greater fear to erupt in his eyes.
"No! I am a third-level apprentice in the Wizarding Tower! You can't do this! This is against the rules! You can't..."
He tried to struggle, but Kurt kicked him hard to the ground. Then, a foot stepped on his face, crushing his head into the mud.
Kurt lowered his head, looking down at the head in the mud at his feet, a piercing, shrill laugh spreading across his face:
"Heh—heh—heh—"
"Peron, you still don't understand anything. Instructor Pero is now a second-level wizard."
"Think about it, why would a second-level wizard who loves research stay in this place specifically for training apprentices instead of going to the main tower where the conditions are better?"
In Belon's eyes, the last glimmer of hope was completely extinguished, leaving only boundless despair.
Seemingly having enjoyed the thrill of revenge to the fullest, Kurt casually waved to the three Level 3 apprentices beside him:
"Knock him out and take him away. Oh, right, cast a few healing spells on him first, so he doesn't die."
Before Belon could say anything more, a powerful mental shock suddenly erupted from one of the third-level apprentices.
The severely injured Veron felt as if his head had been hit by a heavy hammer, and he instantly lost consciousness.
As for the words he used to intimidate Belon, Kurt only deduced them from Hick.
However, it's enough to scare Perón.
If this speculation is true...
Kurt's mind raced; Hick's status in the tower would surely rise accordingly!
As one of his earliest followers, then I...
"Boss Hick, things went smoothly. Belon has been locked up in prison," Kurt reported respectfully.
Hick was not surprised at all.
The three level-three apprentices, who were caught off guard, ambushed and captured Belon, which was exactly what he had expected.
But he knew that even if he doubled the manpower, he should not easily touch Klara.
That guy's methods are too cunning...
Hick remained wary, as he hadn't yet figured out the secret within his ring.
If something unexpected happens, even I might not be able to handle it.
"Keep a close eye on Krall! I need to know his every move, but remember, you are absolutely not allowed to make a move without my order!" Hick ordered in a deep voice.
Although Kurt didn't understand why he was so wary of a "lucky" first-class apprentice, he wisely refrained from asking further questions.
"Understood, Boss Hick. Also, I've already had Jona spread the word among the new students that no one will pay any attention to Klar. As for the old apprentices, Dila has also made arrangements."
Hick nodded in satisfaction and gave the order:
"Have our people go to Jona's little circle from time to time to give free lectures to the freshmen. We need to make this little circle more cohesive."
"Boss, you're brilliant!"
Kurt's eyes lit up. "That way, the new apprentices will definitely be grateful to us. So... shouldn't this little circle have a name?"
Hickory pondered for a moment: "Let's call it Mutual Aid Society, it's simple and easy to remember."
Hick's decision took effect quickly.
Jona was originally just in charge of a small circle, or rather a mutual aid group, of people who came to the Wizard's Tower.
However, because Jona was able to contact the senior apprentices to explain the knowledge, she gradually extended this to almost all the new apprentices.
Jona quickly became the leader of all the new apprentices.
Clara's days became exceptionally difficult.
Having grown accustomed to Peron's generosity and used to spending lavishly, his learning progress after Peron's disappearance was drastically different from before—no, to be precise, it almost came to a standstill.
Belon's disappearance and the loss of learning resources plunged Klar into deep unease.
Although her inherent pride and confidence remained, Clara, who had experienced trials and tribulations and grown considerably, knew very well:
My current situation is extremely dangerous!
To pull out witchcraft props again? Wouldn't that be blatantly telling everyone that I have a problem?
But if we don't take it out...
Given the current situation, how is this any different from slow suicide?
The almost undisguised exclusion and targeting from those around her made Klar feel as if the entire wizard tower was shrouded in darkness.
The root cause of all this lies in—
Hick Lane!
Thinking of this, Krall's eyes were filled with resentment, and her killing intent towards Heath reached an indescribable height.
"Hick Lane! You want to force me to my death, don't you? Fine, I'll see who stands last! We'll see!"
Kingdom of Sant, territory of Ryan.
"Master, the things the young master mentioned in his letter have been arranged and loaded onto the carts. They should arrive at the Silent Forest in less than three days."
A well-dressed, upright middle-aged man who looked like a butler bowed slightly as he reported to his superior.
"Hmm, what about the criminals?"
"The criminals have already been loaded onto the truck; they are all vicious and heinous criminals."
Hick's father gave a soft "hmm" again, and then said:
"I don't know what Hick was thinking. There are plenty of people on the street, why did he have to pick out some heinous criminals? I don't know what he's trying to achieve."
The old steward hesitated, and guessed:
"Rumor has it that some wizards like to use living people for experiments, I'm afraid..."
"Shut up!"
Upon hearing the old butler's words, Hick's father angrily rebuked him with a grim expression.
"Watch your mouth! If I hear any bad rumors about Hick, you should know what the consequences will be!"
The old steward immediately bowed and said in a trembling voice:
"I apologize, sir, I misspoke."
"Hmph, I'll forgive you this time. But..."
Upon hearing the old butler's words, Hick's father's expression softened slightly, and then he changed the subject.
"If that's the case, at least Hick still has some principles and hasn't let me down."
Seeing the smug look on the master's face, the old butler quickly said:
"It's all thanks to the master's excellent teaching that the young master is so outstanding and has even been accepted as a disciple by a second-level wizard."
Hearing the old butler's words, Hick's father's smugness grew even stronger.
Thinking of Hick's mother, who had already gone to the capital to show off, Hick's father's smile widened.
Thinking of his wife's family who looked down on him, Hick's father even wanted to go to the capital.
I can almost picture those people fawning over me!