Chapter Eighty-Six: See You Again, Brother

Nero didn't expect Nathan to say that he was going to move the rescuers, so he actually brought Mentor Thor here.

However, Mentor Thor is only a first-order mentor, so what if he recently went to work in the Academy?

Wizard Parin is also a high-level member of the Academy, and he doesn't care about a gifted newcomer.

"Mentor Thor, Wizard Parin may not listen to our pleas." Nero respects Thor very much and doesn't want the other party to take risks, especially for the sake of an ordinary person.

Nathan, who had come with Thor, stepped forward and pulled Nero away, "Mentor Thor isn't here to intercede. ”

Nero looked at Nathan in bewilderment.

Nathan hadn't been to the lecture hall since he was promoted to full wizard.

Nero didn't expect him to be so close to Tutor Saul, and it seemed that it was more than just a friendship in class.

"You two are waiting here." Thor didn't explain anything to Nero, he looked up at the small building with white walls and gray tiles in front of him, his eyes swept over the gray-green moss that snaked on the walls, and he thought in thought.

Nero wasn't stupid either, and judging by Nathan's reaction and Thor's bearing, it didn't seem that simple for Mentor Thor.

He had just been promoted to a first-order official wizard, but looking at Thor still felt unfathomable.

Maybe Mentor Saul...... More than one order?

Thor asked the two of them to wait for him outside, and he stepped into the house in front of him.

Outside the house, a very subtle defensive circle and an early warning circle are arranged using plants and the texture of the house.

However, these magic circles can resist wizards below the second order, but they have little effect on Thor.

He had several ways to get in without alerting the people inside.

However, for Mina's safety, Thor still chose the most covert method.

He raised his hand, and a silver butterfly floated out of his fingertips.

Butterflies start out the size of a grain of rice, then grow larger and larger until they resemble the palm of an adult's hand.

It flapped its wings silently and sank into the brick and stone house, causing no movement.

The two newly-minted wizards next to them stared blankly at the open space between Thor and the house.

They just seemed to see something, and they seemed to have found nothing, in a trance, as if they had taken a nap in the middle of the night.

In a gloomy room.

A wizard with gray hair, a disheveled beard, and rough-skinned skin that looked like it had been burned by fire was standing in front of a blood-stained test table.

On the bench was lying the little girl he had brought back today.

The little girl was cursed, her whole body was weak, and her limbs were spread out.

But she was still conscious.

In the face of the gloomy room, the dim candles, and the terrifying old man in front of her, she did not show any fear or fear.

This made Parson very satisfied, and he was not sure that the little girl in front of him was a born psychic.

Born psychic, they can see spirits and visions that are invisible to ordinary people without learning about witchcraft.

They have lived in a terrifying and eerie world since childhood.

The delicious roast goose in the eyes of ordinary people is a gray and rotten stump with a thick pulp in the eyes of the born psychic.

The pink and white petals flying in the sky may be the lips that are wide open but do not make a sound.

The city's sun-drenched and clean streets can also turn into a terrifying hell that crawls through giant worms from time to time.

Born psychics live in fear all year round, but these fears cannot really hurt them. Over time, their fears will gradually turn into numbness, and finally become emotionless monsters.

But the little girl that Palin found this time was different.

She doesn't have the numbness of a natural psychic. It's like an overly calm little girl.

If it weren't for the fact that Parin himself also has a strong talent for mental power, a quick glance at others would not have noticed the special nature of the little girl at all.

Although Parin found out that the little girl was special, he couldn't immediately determine that the other party was a natural psychic, so in order to confirm his guess, he made a very direct experiment.

He took the little girl's forehead off.

One centimeter above the eyebrows, go straight to the knife, and then remove the upper half of the skull, revealing the pink-white slightly trembling brain tissue.

Because of the witchcraft, the little girl did not feel pain, and her eyes kept rolling. There was not the slightest fear in his eyes, only curiosity and doubt.

From time to time, she struggled to roll her eyes, as if trying to see the wound on the top of her head.

Or maybe in the field of vision of her, a born psychic, something was already crawling slowly out from the wound in her skull.

It all looks so terrifying.

Although the exterior of this house is beautifully and exquisitely decorated according to the usual style of Sky City, the interior of the house can never change the ruthlessness and cruelty of the owner.

Perhaps thinking that kidnapping the relatives of a third-order wizard apprentice was not a big deal, the dignified second-order wizard Parin did not have the slightest idea of hiding his intentions.

He was not afraid that the little girl's father would come back and seek revenge on him.

If the other party is really so ignorant, then let him turn into a corpse and feed the flowers.

Looking at the little girl's brain tissue, Parin found an answer that satisfied him.

"Sure enough, he was born psychic, and he didn't derive magic at all, and he was the freshest fruit."

Parin had already begun to think about how to turn the little girl into a potion to boost his spirit body.

Half of the skull in his hand was still dripping blood, and Parin casually threw the useless bone into the large water tank by the wall.

"Whoa!"

"Bang!"

The skull falls into the water, making a small splash.

But then, the shadow hidden under the water suddenly drilled out and pounced on the bones that fell into the tank, like a fierce dog that had been hungry for three days, slapping into a bigger wave.

It's just that the tank is deep and big. The waves crashed against the glass, but in the end they could only slide feebly.

The creatures in the tank, after devouring the blood-stained skulls, gradually sank down, lurking in the shadows of the water, and disappeared.

"Do you make it into a potion and take it directly, or do you make it into a witchcraft prop first?" After confirming the identity of the little girl, Parin was a little hesitant.

Making a potion is a one-time increase in mental power, but if he does not absorb it efficiently, it may cause waste.

Crafted into sorcery items, such as flesh hats, can be used for a long time, but the speed is slower, and you can only improve your mental power over time.

It's more efficient to use it this way, but in Sky City, where high-level wizards are all over the place, there is also a risk of being snatched up.

"Especially those old guys in the practice academy, in the name of a research reference, you can make an IOU for a hundred years!" Thinking of what happened to him, Parin still made up his mind angrily, "Just make it into a potion directly, although the utilization rate is a little low, but only I can enjoy it!" ”

After saying that, he turned around and went to the cabinet behind him to get the reagents.

However, when he turned around again, he was stunned to find that a young man had appeared silently beside the little girl.

The man looked down at the little girl.

The little girl also tried to look at the man with her eyes wide open, and then smiled sweetly.

"See you again, brother."

(End of chapter)