Behind Dis, who was crushed by his head, the space was strangely distorted, and then a figure in a white coat appeared behind Diss. It was Frank, Askem looking in horror at the friend he had just met.

Frank ignored his intentions, and after taking a small glass vial and receiving some of Dies's blood, Frank took two thick talons from the two banshees and put them into his storage space as well.

"It's a pity that the head has been destroyed, and the soul has been annihilated due to the characteristics of the banshee, and it seems that it is impossible to extract memories. Frank looked at the corpse of Diess in front of him and said regretfully, "However, there shouldn't be anything special." ”

"Who are you?" Aschem asked with a shudder, "You can't be a wizard in the Academy, who are you?"

"Does it matter?" asked Frank, "as if you know who I am, you don't need to die." ”

After Frank finished speaking, behind him, the banshees, who were enjoying the feast, split up and pounced on Askem. It's hard to tell whether it's joy or pain, but no matter which one you are, you can know that getting caught will never end well.

Aschem shuddered and stepped back, the ring on his hand spewing out magic fire that protected him. Several banshees tried to attack him, but were burned by the fire. Seeing this, Askeem's mind was reassured, and it turned out that there was a way to restrain it.

"Huh?" Frank glanced at Askem's ring, which shimmered with a dark red sheen. And it is brought on the middle finger, and a complex pattern, delicate workmanship and a simple form.

"It's something from the Imperial period?" Frank looked at Askem's ring in surprise, "The magic ring from the Imperial period, and it's so powerful, it's not a bargain." ”

"Looks like you've made a lot of money in your business. Frank said to Askeem, who was confronting the banshees in the ring of fire.

Askem was clearly mistaken: "In case you're wondering, it's true, it's a lucrative business." If you want it, this batch of goods and my connections can be given to you. As long as you let me go, you can get this hen that lays golden eggs. Moreover, those vampires have this ancient thing in their hands, as long as you let me go, I can find it for you. ”

"Then I don't have to, I don't have much interest. Frank said, "If I need to, I can do it myself." ”

"You can just stand here and wait for death, if I'm not mistaken, this ring consumes a lot of mana. According to your mental power, you can still last up to 3 hours. But the good news is that by daylight all the banshees will die. Frank looked at Aschem in front of him and said, "And we're about three hours before dawn." ”

"Not a bad time, isn't it? when the first rays of the morning fall, will it be your wreckage or the ashes of the banshees that are unwilling to suffer?" Frank smiled and said, "It's a fun game, the gambling is time, and the stakes are life." ”

"So pray, pray into the night, and pray for him to pass quickly. Frank asked at Askem.

"Who are you?" Askem asked again.

Nearly a hundred banshees had already torn all the mercenaries apart by this time, and the stench of blood mixed with internal organs entangled and burrowed into Askem's nose, making his head a little dizzy. The fire on the ring in his hand dimmed, and the banshees screamed and rushed towards Askem.

"Damn brute!" Aschem bit his lip violently, using the pain to keep himself awake, and several of the banshees who pounced on him were forced back by the sudden brightness of the demonic fire.

"Eh, do you rely on spiritual power to overflow?" Frank said in surprise, "Are all warlocks like this?"

"Warlock? yes, you don't know. After all, a gifted wizard like you will never understand what we incompetent people do. Because of the poor affinity of magic energy, the wild mage who blocked the way up. Without enough knowledge, without enough luck, you can only pin all your hopes on the evil path. Otherwise, you won't even be able to cast magic. Aschem said as he sat down on the ground, his fat body hollowing out the sand, and finally having to use magic to trim a harder spot.

Frank looked at Aschem in front of him with interest, and the two erected snake pupils stared at Askem's body tightly, as if they were looking through his soul.

"You have a problem with your soul and added something. Let a part of the intellect be forcibly converted into mental power, but your soul has since lost its integrity. There will never be any qualifications to enter the extraordinary. Even going further is difficult. Frank said.

"Extraordinary? I thought about it when I was younger, I wanted to be a strong man or something. However, I can't afford to pay for my apprenticeship. So, I had to experiment at home on an old mage's notebook, and the result was that I didn't find anything for a few years!"

"No, there's a catch, I blew up my own wife!" Aschem said with a miserable laugh.

"That's when I figured it out, any magic is bullshit. This world is either a money bag to talk about, or a fist to talk about life. Nothing could be more practical than this. It took me a few years to reach the point where others could casually surpass me as long as they had a good teacher and a little money. ”

"I meditate hard, those expensive legendary things that boost mental power. I pursued like crazy, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't catch up with those geniuses. Other people's sleep is much better than my practice for a month. ”

"You know what? Since I bought a magic notebook from that mage at the age of sixteen, it has taken me nearly 20 years to become a first-level mage!

"In that case, why would you want to be a mage?" Frank asked, "Since, as you say, the spellcaster career brings you nothing but pain. And you have lost the joy of exploring the truth. ”

"I didn't become a mage for the truth, only if you're not even a mage. Now I'm the one who is being dragged out in the cargo hold for sale. If you don't become a wizard, you can't control your own fate, so even though I know I'm a smart pig at best, I still choose the path of a wizard. ”

"You've failed. Frank said, "So, you chose a warlock? and you became a warlock after you started a business deal?"

"When I met Dis, I was already a warlock. It was after my wife died, I was disheartened, and finally figured it out, this kind of incompetent person. It is absolutely impossible to be a great mage. So I became a warlock. Through a secret potion, as you say, at the expense of wisdom, at the expense of the opportunity to climb up, in exchange for the opportunity to become a spellcaster. Diese said.

"But I'm already like this, I don't want my son to be a piece of waste like me. I want to save money for him, save a lot of money, and let him go to the best school and get the best education. I'm going to give him the best, everything has to be the best! He's smart, he's competitive, he's going to be a great mage. I'm sure he can!" Aschem said, frantically.

Frank stared into Askem's eyes and asked, "Even at the cost of ordinary people's lives, is it not hesitant?"

"I will do whatever it takes to make my son a mage!" Aschem said frantically.

The instability of his mental power caused the demonic fire around him to soar suddenly, but it became unstable. Seeing this, the banshees behind Frank wanted to go up and pick up a bargain, but Frank stopped them.

"So, is that your choice, to create more misfortune in a way that saves your children from repeating their lives?" Frank asked, "This is your choice?"

"Am I wrong? Even if I don't go, someone will make that money. The price of that city lord was low, and there were so many girls in those villages. Sooner or later, someone will take it in. Aschem said.

"When you're changed by the world, you're already wrong. Frank said, looking into the distance, where a faint red glow was already visible below the skyline.