Chapter 115: Second Death
âIf Eugene Melvin is an angelâŠâ
Annan spoke softly and reminded the three of them, âThen what are we all?â
âUsâŠâ Maria murmured.
She first looked at the âmaidenâ who was facing the statue of âwarrior,â but after a pause, she turned her gaze to the child with the bouquet in hand.
âI think I should be a âchild.â The âgirlâ and the âwarriorâ who are next to each other correspond to Claire and Kim.
Maria analyzed, âMr. Ghirlandaio must correspond to âcentaur.â After all, Centaur is proficient in Prophet spells, andâŠâ
âAlthough Centaur is strong and good at fighting, he likes to run away. It is similar to our situation.â Ghirlandaio continued from Mariaâs words and admitted frankly.
After that, Ghirlandaio looked at Merlin, âOld Mr. Merlin should be a âgiant.ââ
âWhy a giant?â Annan questioned. He had been asking questions in the most timely manner.
Ghirlandaio smiled and replied casually, âBecause giants are a race of âno vision in youthâ and âmute when old age.â And thisâŠâ
There was no doubt that the âgiantâ statue referred to Falteration Wizard Merlin Manning.
In other words, it was mocking his past identity as âWinterâs Hand.â
As the wizard tower master, Michelangelo did not like these âwizard hunting wizards.â
Merlin nodded, grinned somewhat self-deprecatingly, and smiled silently.
âIn this case, Master Benjamin can only be an âold man.ââ
Annan nodded and led the topic away from the embarrassing vibe without a trace, âWeâre still left with âfairyâ and âgiant snake.â Then IâŠâ
âYou should be âfairy.ââ Maria answered in a cold and youthful voice, âBecause fairies are good at bewitching peopleâs hearts, andââ
She glanced at Annan and added, âFairy likes to steal things.â
âSo thatâs the case.â Annan looked at the fairy statues and nodded in realization.
Fairies were ancient creatures that only had the height of human calves. They had a beautiful face and a pair of wings. Among the fairy statues, a fairy secretly held a stolen scabbard that was much higher than them. There was another fairy that secretly hid in a purse near the old man. A fairy was equipped with a poisonous spike, preparing for backstabbing. Another fairy was flying in the air and chatting with âchildren.â Finally, a fairy flew around the girlâs ear, pointing at the warrior and gossiping.
So, is this a prophetic statue?
It looked like something Gerald would do.
Annan was not angry but was in deep thoughts.
After all, Master Michelangelo mocked Gerald but not Annan. Naturally, Annan would not take that as a personal attack.
So, who is the giant snake?
Annan cast his eyes on the giant snake with its head up to the sky in the center of the statue group.
âIt looks like itâsâŠâ
âŠMolting?
A roar, accompanied by a terrible sound wave, came without warning and interrupted Annan.
The ground under their feet shook suddenly. Like an earthquake, the entire wizard tower was shaking violently. The flames in the hall were stretched again, becoming slender and blue.
Several statues representing the âwarriorsâ suddenly became dark and transparent in the eyes of the four of them. Then, they gradually faded and finally disappeared altogether.
Subsequently, the candlelight returned to its previous color again.
The hall became bright again.
âSomething has happened to Kim.â In the short silence, Annan was the first to speak softly.
âShould we go and take a look?â Uncle Ghirlandaio asked.
Annan glanced at Maria.
But she only shook her head slowly.
âWe shouldnât.â
She frowned and replied in a low volume, âI think Claire should be back soon.
âFor the sake of safety, itâs best not to approach the place where the destruction wizard died.â
Not waiting for Annan to reply.
On the path behind them, a man walked out slowly.
The ring on his right hand was shimmering with a solemn expression.
The brilliance flowed in the ring like a living thing. They floated on his skin, forming a coquettish âeye.â
It was the alteration wizard, Benjamin.
Seeing him like this, Merlin immediately stood in front of Maria.
He opened his mouth slightly and took a deep breath.
Annan could see clearly that his tongue hadnât been severed. Instead, the tongue was engraved with many black runes, giving his tongue a gray and dark color similar to a stone.
At the tip of the rune, there was a silver tongue ring!
As Merlin breathed in slowly, the tongue ring also shone brightly. The purple-black rune crawled out of it and spread all over his mouth.
Afterward, Merlin let out a sigh of relief.
It appeared like smoking cigarettes.
White smoke slowly gushed from his mouth and nose. His eyes and ears also gradually ooze cold air visible to the naked eye.
The temperature in the air seemed to have dropped a little, and it continued dropping.
Benjamin saw that Merlin had liberated the curse-bearing item and stopped moving forward.
The brilliance on his ring became brighter. The half-opened eyes opened further. There were some small runes dotted nearby.
Just when Benjamin confronted the four of them, the wall collapsed suddenly.
No, it was not so much of a collapse but melted.
The whole wall turned into a liquid, seemingly cement.
Then, the cement suddenly separated from the middle.
Claire was sullen and walked out slowly across the wall.
She had some scars caused by high temperatures. Her smooth and silky hair was also a bit messy. It appeared she had just escaped from the fire.
Her ring shone. The curse formed a windmill-like shape on the back of her hand, slowly spinning.
The cement followed her forward, flowing on the ground. There was hot plasma floating around her. It was like a bright red snake, swimming flexibly in the air.
That bloodâŠ
It should be Kimâs blood.
Annan guessed.
Although Annan didnât know much about the destruction wizard, judging from Mariaâs statement and the blood that started to burn violently after Kimâs cough tainted the ground, the nature of the destruction wizard seemed to be unstable.
After Claire appeared, she glanced at Annanâs group and quickly fixed her gaze on Benjamin.
âItâs you. Isnât it?â She asked bitterly.
It went beyond everyoneâs expectations.
Benjamin confessed frankly, âIf you are asking about the person who killed âKim Gala,â then it is indeed me.â
The towering old man slowly unbuttoned his trench coat in a calm tone.
There were several flasks and test tubes tied to the inside of the trench coat. Four of the plugs were removed.
âIs there any problem with killing a vicious pirate who has killed at least 30 people?â Benjamin asked calmly.
While talking, he slowly pulled out the remaining plugs.
He looked at the short curly umber hair girl, âMs. Claire. Or, should I say Captain Karl Matthew? You donât need to pretend. Your hair color is rare.
âItâs you who tame âKimâ and inject excessive strong curses into him, right?â Claire became silent for a moment.
The hatred on her face suddenly disappeared without a trace.
She smiled and fluffed the short hair near her ear.
Except that her short hair and pupils had not changed, she collapsed like melted. Then, the figure stood up again and turned into another person.
âA pale, somewhat short, well-defined young man.
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