Chapter 213: Searching for Someone
Chapter 213: Searching for Someone
Evelyn led Karl to the Perro Clan's underground prison, a pitch-black place where one couldn't see their hand in front of their face.
"Clack..."
Footsteps echoed through the corridor.
The floor was damp with shallow puddles, and various foul odors permeated the air, creating an eerie, cold, and damp atmosphere that made one's body instinctively resist.
"Master."
Evelyn spoke softly, "This is where the family imprisons criminals, including black wizards who break the market rules and are wanted."
"Sometimes, we use them for wizardry experiments."
Karl nodded slowly.
Most wizardry was not very humane, and conducting experiments beforehand could increase the chances of success, especially when it came to bloodline magic.
Dissection, observation, and flesh experiments often required the use of living subjects.
Not only the Perro Clan but also other wizard families had similar places to imprison criminals for experimentation.
"Clack..."
Karl stopped walking and looked at the figure behind the iron bars.
The person was chained to a rack, with limbs stretched out and pierced with iron nails, their breath so weak it was barely noticeable.
Despite this, one could still see the man's handsome features.
"His name is Vado, a high-level wizard apprentice who seduced women with his good looks."
Evelyn explained,
"When we caught him, at least six women were providing him with various resources for his cultivation."
"Hmm..."
"Those women were all married, and one of their husbands is from our clan."
She shrugged as she spoke.
"Hmm."
Karl nodded slowly,
"Open the door."
"Yes."
Evelyn stepped forward and opened the cell door.
The sound of the opening cell roused Vado, who was in a semi-conscious state. He struggled to lift his head.
A pair of eerie, deep, and fear-inducing eyes met his gaze.
"Boom!"
A surge of mental power rushed into his inner sea, shattering his already exhausted consciousness into fragments.
A brand new consciousness quietly took over this body.
Soon,
"Clatter..."
'Vado' freed himself from his restraints and moved his body, then snapped his fingers and cast a water mirror spell.
Facing the floating water mirror, he straightened his cheek and couldn't help but smile,
"Success on the first try! It seems this modified wizardry is effective, but I must say, this body's face is indeed handsome!"
The Xibe Clan rose to prominence two hundred years ago and was renowned for crafting heritage wizard tools and wizard towers.
The clan's location was over a hundred kilometers away from the nearest market, and there were no other human settlements nearby.
They settled here due to the unique geographical environment, which was ideal for constructing wizard towers.
After more than two hundred years of heritage,
Although they had not yet produced a Second Circle Wizard, they had become a formidable force in the region.
"Beautiful young lady."
Karl, controlling Vado's body, approached the Xibe Clan and bowed to a young lady,
"I am a freelance wizard, and I'd like to request the Xibe Clan's assistance in building a wizard tower. Please inform your father."
"Oh!"
He took out a piece of paper,
"This paper outlines my requirements and prepared conditions for building a wizard tower."
"Ah? Oh!" Luciya's face turned red, and she shyly took the paper, nodding,
"Please wait, I'll go tell my father."
"By the way..."
"My name is Luciya."
As she spoke, she turned and headed into the courtyard. Her heart was racing, and her cheeks were flushed.
What a handsome man!
She felt like she was in love.
'Vado' watched the young lady's retreating figure and couldn't help but smile.
'It's worth sending a young girl to deliver the message. This man's looks are indeed deadly to women.'
'As for my original body...'
'I've never received special treatment because of my appearance.'
...
"Father!"
Luciya rushed into the inner courtyard and found her father, Rutherford, talking to someone. She shoved the paper into his hand,
"Someone outside wants us to help them build a wizard tower."
"Who?"
Rutherford looked at his daughter with surprise, "Do you know him?"
"No, I don't." Luciya shook her head, her face turning red,
"He's a very handsome young man and a high-level wizard apprentice. The conditions are on this paper."
"Just one person? A high-level wizard apprentice?" Rutherford chuckled,
"Not just anyone can make me take on a job. Give this to the younger generation of the clan and see who's interested."
He was a full-fledged wizard and an expert in building wizard towers. The cost of a wizard tower built by him was beyond what a high-level wizard apprentice could afford.
"Please, Father!"
Luciya grabbed her father's sleeve,
"Just take a look. If it's not too much trouble, why not help him once? I already promised him."
"You little rascal!" Rutherford shook his head helplessly and unfolded the paper,
"I still have two unfinished wizard towers for other clans. I can't just drop them..."
"Hmm?"
"As he spoke, his expression suddenly changed, and he slowly straightened up, looking at the paper with a serious gaze."
"This..."
"A Second Circle Wizard Tower?"
"How is that possible?"
A mere High Apprentice Wizard couldn't possibly have the materials needed to build a Second Circle Wizard Tower.
Not even a full-fledged Wizard could do it!
Even a Wizard Family would need many years of accumulation to construct a Second Circle Tower.
Take our family, for example; the Second Circle Tower we're building isn't even finished yet.
"6◇9◇book◇bar"
"No! It's probably not a joke."
Rutherford's eyes narrowed as he read the note.
The request was clear, and it even listed some data, indicating that it wasn't a prank.
Someone capable of this wouldn't joke about it.
"You go and invite him in, and treat him well."
Rutherford put away the paper, his expression turning solemn.
"I'll go and ask your great-grandfather to come over."
"Ah!"
Luciya was taken aback.
Ignoring his daughter, Rutherford hurried to the family's core area with the note and found the Clan Leader and his uncle, Gale.
Building a Second Circle Wizard Tower required the Clan Leader's approval.
'Gale' had white hair and a wrinkled Wizard's robe, the kind of Master Artificer who immersed himself in his craft.
He was the only one in the Xibe Clan capable of building a Second Circle Wizard Tower.
"Clan Leader."
Rutherford stood below and said,
"I don't think the person is joking."
"Of course not!"
'Gale' mumbled, looking up from the paper.
"The conditions are more than sufficient; it's even highly likely that they can build a Second Circle Wizard Tower."
"I think we can take the job."
"A Second Circle Wizard Tower..." The Clan Leader looked up at the roof and then at his daughter.
"Even a Wizard Family with a marketplace might not be able to build a Second Circle Tower."
"Have you confirmed the person's identity?"
"Not yet." Rutherford shook his head.
"It's probably a core disciple of a family who, for some special reason, can't reveal their situation."
This was a common occurrence.
A Wizard Tower was of utmost importance to a Wizard Family, and they were usually built in secret, so they were always constructed discreetly.
The Xibe Clan was no exception.
When they built Wizard Towers for others, they typically signed confidentiality agreements, only revealing the details after completion.
Sometimes, they even had to stay within the client's family until the Tower was finished, or they couldn't leave.
This was especially true for Second Circle Wizard Towers.
Most likely, 'Gale' would have to personally oversee the construction.
"Have you considered the person's proposal?" The Clan Leader asked, lifting his teacup and taking a small sip.
"This..." Rutherford and 'Gale' exchanged a puzzled glance, unsure of the Clan Leader's intention.
"Rutherford," the Clan Leader gestured.
"Share your thoughts."
"Yes." Rutherford calmed himself and thought seriously for a moment before speaking.
"From the materials listed, the person seems well-prepared, even to the point of excess in some areas. A regular Wizard Family might need centuries to gather these materials."
"Although I'm not sure which family it is, in my opinion, we should take the job and maintain a good relationship with them. After all, having a Second Circle Wizard Tower is like having a First Circle Wizard."
"Mmm," 'Gale' nodded, shaking the paper slightly.
"I think they've taken Wizard Towers from other families; these materials look like they've been disassembled."
"You're right." The Clan Leader's eyes narrowed.
"I think so, too!"
"The person has obtained several First Circle Wizard Towers and wants to combine them to build a Second Circle Tower."
"How convenient!"
"One of the disassembled Towers was crafted by me."
"Oh!" Rutherford's eyes lit up.
"Who?"
"The Walker Family from the Dream Marketplace," the Clan Leader narrowed his eyes.
"And now, the one in control of the Dream Marketplace, Cannon, has at least four First Circle Wizard Towers, so he certainly has the qualifications to build a Second Circle Tower."
Cannon?
Recently, his name had been on everyone's lips in the Dream Marketplace, so the two naturally knew who he was.
"Rutherford's expression changed.
"If he hasn't offended the Sixth Circle Tower, then we'll take the job."
"Take it!" The Clan Leader chuckled.
"Why not? He hasn't mentioned his family background, and as long as he pays well, why wouldn't we take the job?"
"Brother," 'Gale' blinked.
"Do you want me to go to the Dream Marketplace and build a Wizard Tower for him? I'm afraid I might never come back."
"And doing this will definitely anger the Sixth Circle Tower. Our family can't handle that kind of pressure."
"Heh..." The Clan Leader laughed.
"Who said you're going?"
(End of Chapter)
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