Wizard of All Souls

Things are not desperate.

They also have General Sam to rely on.

Gerald stared at Wotu eagerly, hoping to hear good news from Wotu next.

Votu smiled bitterly and said, "General Sam will be transferred away after a while."

"What? Where?"

Geraf ’s first reaction was that General Sam was framed.

"Reluctant to be promoted."

"The official position has not declined?"

But looking at Wotu's expression does not seem to be happy.

"Yeah, become the host of the Winter City."

"You mean the cold winter city in the northern frozen soil that doesn't shit?" Geraf's eyes widened at once. "That ghost place where it snows 366 days a year for 365 days a year? Is it the most Where are the criminals in exile? What are you doing there? "

Many criminals would rather commit suicide than go after they knew they were about to be exiled.

Winter City is such a horrible place.

Their beloved General Sam actually wants to be the host of the Winter City?

The official position seems to have risen.

The question is who wants to!

Do you dig potatoes in Winter City?

There was no baron in the country to live comfortably in the winter city.

"I don't know exactly what happened. I only know that Sam's ending will not change." Wotu said helplessly.

"Is it also the ghost of the Nelson family?"

Originally, Gerald had a good impression of the Nelson family.

In just a few minutes of talking with Wotu, all goodwill was lost.

He wanted to kill the castle of the Nelson family immediately and destroy this wicked family of dukes.

"Some things are better not to guess." Wotu shook his head.

"Oh, is that a guess?" Gerald sneered.

Food, cloth and wine were deducted, and the distribution of life spirits was also greatly reduced.

Even for numerous victories for the kingdom, General Sam, one of the strongest in the Deta Fortress, was also transferred to the Winter City as the city owner.

What a good thing the people of the Nelson family can be!

Watu did not want to continue talking to Gerald on this topic.

He was afraid of having ears on the wall.

Even General Sam was defeated, and the Nelson family was not able to offend them.

"You just said you want to be a paladin?" Votu asked.

"Yes!" Gerald nodded heavily. "As long as I become a paladin, I believe my injury will be healed."

"……is it?"

I don't know if Wotu will heal. Gerald finally found a glimmer of hope. He didn't want to hit the other side.

but--

"Paladin?" A flash of light flashed in Voltu's mind. "Have you heard of the Giant's Elixir?"

"Are you saying that the giant potion that is making a lot of noise in the army and rumored to be capable of artificial blood?" Gerald asked immediately.

He was still selected in the army at that time, and he also signed up.

I just don't know why it's gone.

Most of them want to be a prank above.

It is ridiculous to listen to such things as those who have the ability to create blood vessels for the day after tomorrow.

"I heard General Sam muttering a few times quietly, related to the Giant's Elixir, and there seems to be another candidate now." Votu said uncertainly.

"Are you serious?"

Gerald grabbed Votu's shoulder at once.

"Help me ask General Sam, no matter how much it costs, let me participate in that experiment." Geralf begged him for Votu.

He also knew that this request was too much.

Giant potions, those who have the ability to create bloodlines.

How many knights dream of?

Wotu himself certainly wants it too.

But he really didn't want to miss it, even if he was pointed at and criticized for selfishness.

He needs giant potions too much.

"……let me try."

Then the two talked for a while, and Votu left in a hurry.

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Ten days later.

Accompanied by Wotu, Gerald came to Oslo.

Lying in a wheelchair, Gerald looked at this mysterious city curiously.

He spent decades at the Fort of Deta, and he has never been to this legendary wizarding city.

"Brother Geraff, are you sure you want to do it?" Watu asked worriedly.

"It doesn't matter, it's a big deal."

Gerald's mind has been decided.

He already knew the consequences of drinking giant potions.

I heard that four people who took giant potions last time, one person died, one person became a vegetative, one person's body was deformed, and only one was normal.

In other words, only a quarter of the probability?

Those four are still healthy knights, and the success rate is so low.

He who was seriously injured?

I am afraid that the success rate will be pitifully low?

Come to the rumored wizard house.

After showing the invitation, under the leadership of the guards, they came to a luxurious villa.

"There are guests in the lobby now, so it's inconvenient to go in. Please wait a moment."

"It doesn't matter, we can afford it."

He has been waiting for two and a half months, and does not care about these hours.

Stand outside the hall.

The cold wind blowing could not calm his fiery heart.

Watching the falling red leaves in the grove.

"The autumn is here."

It was summer when he was injured, and it was already autumn unconsciously.

While waiting outside.

They heard the roar from the hall.

It seems that someone is arguing.

"This is Lord Wizard's villa? How dare someone make a noise here?"

"Wait, how is this sound so familiar?"

"Is someone I know?"

When Gerav and Votu thought about who they were.

The door opened with a "boom".

A familiar figure came out, and halfway back, they scolded: "Will, you have changed, you have no courage to confront. You are now completely a stray dog ​​of the Nelson family!"

That figure was awe-inspiring General Sam.

General Sam walked angrily, and his heart was extremely angry and depressed.

"General Sam?"

Hearing someone calling him, General Sam turned to look in the direction of the sound.

"Is it Gerald and Watu both of you?" General Sam squeezed a smile. "Go in, listen to Lord Will, he is a very good person."

"Yes, is it?"

Gerald and Votu looked at each other.

Is this still General Sam who yelled at each other just now?

Watching General Sam's going away, the two entered the hall with doubts.

In the hall, sat an old man with pale hair.

The old man smiled to them: "Is it Gerald and Watu?"

"Hello Lord Will."

The two quickly saluted.

"Did you want to use giant potions? Have you heard about potions?" Will asked.

"I won't regret it!" Geralf swore with his fist in hand.

"Okay, you two live here for the time being." Will greets the servants to come in. "The giant potion is not as simple as drinking it. It also needs a lot of preparation and some auxiliary potions."

"We all listen to you."

The two nodded.

"Are you tired after a long day? The room is ready for you, and I will talk to you in detail after the next dinner."

Will asked the servants to bring Geralf and Votu to their room.

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