Immortal Cultivator of Wizard Academy

Chapter 100 Pursuit
"Yes, you are very talented."

Tai'an removed the cork from the potion bottle and inspected the life potions refined by Liadrin one by one. There were three standard bottles in total. The quality was up to standard, and there were no defective products.

"Thank you for the compliment!" Liadrin smiled softly.

"Normally, you can't go to the academy to take classes. I will leave the textbooks in the laboratory, and you can study on your own. If you have any questions that you don't understand, I will be responsible for answering them." Tai'an released all the textbooks from the space ring.

The class on Monday morning was about ancient texts, so none of them were used.

"Thank you!" Liadrin stepped forward and hugged Tai'an, kissing him on both sides of the cheek.

Shota looked slightly embarrassed: "Go to rest early! I will arrange for someone to give you a haircut tomorrow morning."

"Master, can we sleep together tonight? I want to test your will?"

"Let's talk about it later..."

Tai'an also wanted to have a peaceful sleep to make up for the lost energy, so he refused without hesitation.

The night is quiet.

The remaining snow melted quietly and turned into gurgling water flowing to the lower areas.

Outside the city, there is a cemetery area built on a hill. Under the pure white tombstone, there was a faint sound of noisy people.

Lesser raised his hand and pushed open the secret door above his head. From the outside, it looked like a lush green grassland. Who would have thought that there was a cave underground.

"Yes, the quality of the recent batches of goods is very high! Especially the female swordsmen of Yingxue Adventure Group, they are very durable..." The big-backed nobleman clicked his tongue in a meaningful tone.

"If you are lucky in a few days, there will be better goods." Lesser promised confidently.

"Are you sure you're not joking? I'm looking forward to it!" The nobleman with a big back and a ferocious expression grabbed Lesser's collar.

The Belland family holds gatherings almost every day at a different location. Nobles who are lucky enough to be invited will be greeted by special carriages. Each location is only used once. Even if you come back later, you will not be able to find any trace of the victim.

Furthermore, most of their targets are migrants, and almost no local residents have ever reported the crime. Although there were some disturbances from time to time, it never attracted large-scale attention.

With a smile on his face, Lesser watched the guests go away, his eyes gradually turned cold, and he whispered in a faint tone: "Aglaia..."

It would be the best result if the person can be caught successfully.

Since Aglaia's strength is not as good as that of Gegelan, it can be easily taken down by just sending official gang members to guard the house without provoking the Blue Rose family openly...

Lesser couldn't suppress the throbbing in his heart when he thought of the peerless beauty at his fingertips.

As for the possibility of provoking the two official organizations of the security army and the night watchman, he thinks it is not a big problem. Occasionally, a registered citizen goes missing, and the city-wide investigation is not carried out with great fanfare. Most of the time, it is just a show of force under the pressure of the Blue Rose family.

After ten days and a half, the storm passed. Everything will return to peace.

Just after finishing this order, Lesser was ready to stop for a while.

Late at night, the wind is freezing.

The man named Wild Dog hid his head and ran away like crazy. His expression was distorted, and tears could not help but flow from the corners of his eyes.

"Don't kill me, I have nothing to do with them."

In just a moment, the heads of seven people, including the official boss Tu Dao, were separated. The last scene in my memory was the white flame burning under the hood.

"Dark Fire, Immortal." The wild dog recognized it immediately, and was extremely horrified.

I used to think that the bards exaggerated the terror of the undead, but now it seems that they are far underestimated!

The familiar faces who were drinking and chatting together at night all died in less than a breath. The psychological impact on wild dogs is far greater than that of Aglaia.

If he hadn't happened to take over the sentry job, he knew that he would definitely be one of them.

The wild dog did not dare to go home, so he decided to go outside to hide from the limelight and create the illusion of missing.

In this way, after waiting for a period of time, you can avoid subsequent trouble and investigation. But there was no extra money on hand at the moment. Thinking of the pain of being penniless and homeless, the wild dog knew that he couldn't bear it. He turned around to make sure that no one would be chasing him for a while, so he simply slowed down and fell into deep thought.

Gotta find some way to get some money.

He could secretly go home, confess to his family, and get a sum of money. However, you can't get much. Most of the family members are equally poor.

Thoughts of begging, stealing, and robbing quickly flashed through my mind. It is feasible to a certain extent, but it is not yet exhausted.

The best way is to borrow the name of the boss and ask the employer for a deposit.

In a flash of thought, Wild Dog came up with a set of logical words and action plan.

After getting the money, he planned to fly away as a missing person in the incident and find an unknown place away from the royal capital.

Probably, I will never come back in my lifetime...

In the west of the city, outside the third ring road, there is the Midnight Man Tavern.

The dim kerosene lamp flame danced, faint black smoke rose and lingered, and the slightly pungent smell of tar filled the air.

The radio is turned up high, playing the evening storyteller channel. Tonight's program is paranormal talk.

In the corner of the tavern, wearing a round hat. The man in a black trench coat sat at a table alone. His temperament and style are incompatible with those around him.

However, no one rejected or bothered me.

No matter where you are, there is no shortage of powerful lone rangers.

The wild dog strode to the man in black trench coat and sat down opposite him: "Sir, we have captured the man, can we go out and tell him?"

The man in black trench coat nodded slightly, stood up and followed the wild dog out of the tavern.

The two of them came to a quiet place where no one was around.

"Butcher's knife didn't bring anyone directly?"

"Sir, I'm just a mouthpiece, please don't embarrass me. The goods are so good, the boss feels that the transaction is too risky, and the amount previously set is inappropriate."

"You want a temporary price increase, right?" The man in black trench coat said in a deep tone: "He doesn't want his life? How dare he negotiate terms with us?"

Wild Dog bowed and lowered his head deeply: "He asked for a thousand gold dragons, and paid a 30% deposit first, and then he will send the person over."

"Three hundred gold coins..." The man in black trench coat narrowed his eyes dangerously: "I can promise you that you must see the goods tonight! If the goods are even slightly damaged, they will not be worth the original price..."

"Yes..." Wild Dog slowly straightened up and said in a humble tone, "You need to hand over the deposit to me. The boss will not see you directly."

"Three hundred gold dragons, no one will just carry them around! Just wait for me..."

Dark blue flames ignited around the man in black trench coat, and after several rounds of leaps and falls, his figure quickly disappeared into the darkness.

"He is actually an elite level master!" Wild Dog was secretly shocked.

Even if we look at the major forces, the elites are all forces above the middle level. This one person alone is enough to easily destroy their gang. Unless they are poisoned or a trap is laid in advance, there will be no chance of winning.

No way to defeat...

After you get the money later, you have to think of a way to get rid of this person. Capitalizing on his confidence and arrogance should give him a chance.

Thinking of the three hundred gold dragons he was about to get, Wild Dog decided to take a gamble.

However, the next second.

The extremely cold negative energy crawled up his spine like a poisonous snake.

The wild dog couldn't stop trembling, and endless despair and fear rose in his heart. Suddenly he turned around and looked into the hollow eyes burning with pale soul fire.

(End of this chapter)