Chapter 36


    In the middle of the night, a thick fog rose on the streets.


    The dense mist nketed the entire street, leaving everything damp.


    A figure leaped lightly over the fence and into the courtyard.


    “Stop right there,” a voice from the next door called out, halting the figure that had just leaped over the fence.


    The silhouette that had scaled the wall came to a stop.


    The fog dissipated around him, revealing the true form of the figure in the courtyard. With long arms almost reaching the knees, a rigid and icy blue face, Dyb stood with his head tilted, assessing the equally inhuman monster on the balcony of the adjacent second floor.


    Orange-yellow pupils exuded a murderous aura, and the robust body covered in scales looked down on him from above.


    Dyb couldn’t help but emit a creepyugh, “I remember you. You were among those who came that day. It seems I haven’t chosen the wrong ce.”


    “You dare to be so arrogant while injured?” Lauren stared at a conspicuous sword wound on Dyb’s right chest.


    This sword wound almost pierced through his entire chest, the wound protruding outward, revealing the pink flesh inside.


    “Oh, this wound. You remind me of that guy with the sword. He almost cut me in half with one swing. I came with sincerity, you know. You wouldn’t want others to know about letting me out secretly.” Dyb spoke.


    “You are threatening me.” Lauren clenched his fists.


    He had to guard the tranquility of the night for his master and couldn’t let others disturb him.


    ?Dyb smirked slyly, “Because time is a bit tight, I took some liberties.”


    “It seems I came at the wrong time today, but it’s okay. Your leader will surely make a different decision than you. I’lle back tomorrow at this time.” Dyb turned and walked away.


    “Wait, you haven’t said what it’s about,” Lauren felt like this guy was a deranged lunatic.


    “Did I not say?” Dyb scratched his head, looking puzzled.


    “Well, then let me repeat. Although your master sneaked away a long time ago, those people guessed that I would have help. They even asked me who my aplice was. Oh, but rest assured, I’m a very trustworthy person. I didn’t say anything. I told them I sneaked out on my own.”


    Dyb tilted his head, “Well, if they find out on their own, it’s not my concern. So, I came to ask if you’d like to join me in silencing them permanently. By then, all the wealth of our family, including the inheritance rted to the Sea God, will be yours~ Are you tempted? Hahahahahaha.”


    This lunatic, making such a loud noise in the middle of the night, as if afraid others wouldn’t hear.


    Lauren furrowed his brow.


    Strangely, even though this madman’s voice was so loud, none of the surrounding residents seemed to be awakened.


    After saying this, Dyb disappeared into the mist.


    “Did he really say that?” In the morning, Lynn, having seen Lauren’s warning on a blue g hanging by the window, came to Lauren’s house after having breakfast to learn about the events of the previous night.


    “That’s right, master. Last night, he sneaked into your yard in the middle of the night, but I drove him away!” Lauren said.


    Lynn frowned—Dyb had found him and subtly implied a threat.


    He talked about an inheritance rted to the Sea God, but Lynn wasn’t particrly interested.


    Ordinary gold, silver and jewels—no matter how many—were of no use. As long as they were sufficient, it was enough.


    Lynn understood why the second wizard inheritor left so much gold, cast into a door, in the Alchemy Laboratory.


    Compared to other metals that couldn’t resonate with magic, gold was a kind of semi-magical metal.


    Therefore, it wasmon to see many magicians or wizards use gold to create magical items or tools.


    However,pared to those precious and powerful magic metals, the value of gold wasn’t considered high.


    As for Dyb’s mention of an inheritance rted to the Sea God, Lynn couldn’t help but think of the scene when he first encountered Dyb.


    Trapped underwater by several thick chains, struggling to crawl out of the water, it looked like a water demon. Its appearance was not exactly pleasant, bordering on ugly.


    Lynn didn’t care much about appearance, but if he had to choose between extremely powerful magic and appearance, he would definitely choose the former.


    But that required the strength to be so overwhelming that he could ignore such a minor issue, and Dyb’s disyed power wasn’t impressive enough to make Lynn tempted.


    To be bound by just a few chains, its abilities probably weren’t anything special.


    Thinking about being threatened by Dyb, Lynn’s gaze turned slightly cold. Next time, he would have to handle things more thoroughly.


    Although he wouldn’t admit it, some things didn’t require evidence—mere suspicion was enough.


    If that guy revealed him before dying, it would be troublesome and disrupt his peaceful life.


    Lynn felt he should have a proper conversation with Dyb, he wasn’t interested in the so-called inheritance rted to the Sea God.


    With the influence of his reading of wizard books and memories from his previous life, Lynn harbored no awe for gods.


    In his view, so-called gods were just life forms with powerful abilities.


    If he had enough strength, ying the role of a god wouldn’t be too difficult.


    Compared to the inheritance of gods, having the opportunity to capture a few gods was what truly excited Lynn.


    And an inheritance that needed to consume people to sustain itself?


    “Let’s discuss itter tonight,” Lynn said.


    Lynn did not let Dyb disrupt his own pace.


    Thanks to the sessful construction of the Sleeping Curse skill framework, Lynn now had a lot of spare time every day.


    He intended to use this extra time to read alchemy books.


    Meditation had time constraints—one couldn’t meditate for too long in one session.


    If likening the brain to a sophisticated instrument, meditation was akin to running it at high speed. Prolonged, high-intensity operation during meditation could potentially harm the brain.


    Therefore, meditation needed to be timed, and four to six hours a day was the optimal meditation time.


    Back in his room, Lynn picked up the young gray rabbit that Borg had bought for him from the market.


    He watched the little rabbit hopping around in the cage.


    Lynn pinched the rabbit’s mouth and poured the physical vitality potion he concocted yesterday into its mouth, making it drink it all.


    Releasing his grip, the rabbit shook its head, then hopped a couple of times and curled up in a corner with its back turned to Lynn.


    The physical vitality potion had two effects—one was to increase vitality and enhance the effects of exercise.


    The other was to induce physical mutation.


    Such mutations were random.


    Moreover, the effects were better on juvenile individuals, with a lower chance of inducing mutations in adult individuals.


    Since this rabbit was not yet an adult, Lynn decided to test the effects of the potion on it.


    The materials used for the physical vitality potion might not be very rare, but fundamentally, it was a kind of wizard potion, belonging to magic potions!


    He locked the rabbit in a cage and ced the cage in the Alchemy Laboratory space.


    Then Lynn began today’s meditation and daily tasks.


    In the evening, Lynn stood in Lauren’s yard, watching the thick fog gradually rising around. Lauren mentioned that yesterday, the fog had risen suddenly as well. The fog came too suddenly, and at the end of the street, Dyb’s tall figure emerged through the mist as expected.


    Behind Lynn, Lauren calmly observed Dyb’s chest. Compared to the wound fromst night, today’s wound had shrunk and healed considerably. This guy had quite a strong recovery ability.


    “Be at ease, my friend. I’vee to seek cooperation,” Dyb said as he walked to the edge of the yard, smiling at Lynn inside. However, his appearance was too monstrous, making his smile somewhat frightening.


    Lynn squinted, instructing Lauren to open the yard gate to let Dyb in.


    “Seems like you’ve suffered quite a bit of injury,” Lynn pointedly looked at Dyb’s wound.


    Dyb touched the sword wound on his body, reminiscing, “I was careless. After killing that fraud, I wanted to seek revenge on the entire family, but unexpectedly, there were two reinforcements on the scene—a mage using magic and a knight with exceptional sword skills. That knight shed me in the chest, and I blinded one of his eyes in return.”


    Dyb continued, “Now, I just want revenge on those deceiving scoundrels. They promised me that as long as I epted the family’s inheritance, they would support my wife, Marasia, and my son. But they lied to me. Moreover, my beloved passed away three years ago because she couldn’t afford the medical treatment.”


    “That’s truly unfortunate,” Lynn said.


    Dyb stated, “It doesn’t matter, I will have my revenge.”


    “Not inviting me in for a seat?” Dyb asked.


    ?Lynn turned sideways and gestured for Dyb to enter Lauren’s house.


    Dyb wasn’t afraid of traps. He walked straight into the room and found a ce to sit. “My family ancestor was just a sailor who pulled up a statue during a fishing expedition. That night, he dreamt of the statue in his sleep, and it granted him power. From then on, his fame grew, bing a renowned sailor, eventually forming his own fishing fleet.”


    “Sounds nice, but when I saw you, you were locked underwater. Your inheritance must have significant drawbacks. I’m not interested in bing a cannibalistic lunatic,” Lynn said.


    “Actually, at the beginning, this inheritance didn’t have these drawbacks. But as it passed down through generations, those who gained the inheritance became increasingly extremist. They even lost their sanity, attacking living people. Initially, only the wisest n leaders could inherit the inheritance. Now, the inheritance has be something even dogs despise, yet they still have to keep its power within the hands of direct descendants,” Dyb sneered.


    “It’s truly ridiculous—fearing it while unwilling to let go of its power.”


    Lynn lightly tapped the armrest of the sofa with his fingers, unsure how to respond. However, the pursuit of power has been a human trait from ancient times to the present.


    “If I’m not mistaken, you should be a wizard apprentice,” Dyb suddenly spoke.


    Lynn’s middle finger, resting on the leather, abruptly paused. The air seemed to freeze, and Dyb, noticing the reaction, continued, “It’s no secret. Just a wizard apprentice. Many noble families leave behind inheritance, but bing a wizard requires talent. I envy that—I didn’t have the innate talent of a wizard apprentice. Otherwise, ten years ago, I would’ve been taken away, and I wouldn’t have been chosen to receive this cursed inheritance.”


    “You’re probably getting on that ship in five months. I wonder which family you’re from? We might even have a blood rtion,” Dyb asked, probing.


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