Diary of a Dead Wizard-Chapter 148: Pursuers

Because four out of the five apprentices of the Land Drifters were tied up by the furious Wright, reducing the difficulty of keeping watch, Nick also took a turn on guard duty.

After Nick took over from Byron, Wright pulled Byron aside halfway and showed him an loan contract with a smug expression.

“Saul has forgiven me.”

“Hmm?”

“One hundred credits, the previous debt is cleared.” Wright patted his chest. “Now that we're heading back to the tower, I can finally sleep in peace. Ever since I found out that Saul is the Tower Master's student, I’ve been wondering every day how I’ll die when I get back…”

“I made that up.”

Wright looked confused. “Hmm?”

“I only said that Saul is the Tower Master's student to make his identity sound more important, hoping that the wraith would leave Saul’s body voluntarily. Unfortunately, the wraith refused to let go of him at that time.”

“Ah! Ahhh!” Wright screamed, staring at Byron in disbelief. “You really are cunning!”

Suddenly, he tore the loan contract in half and howled, “Damn it! Saul even tricked me! If I knew he wasn’t the Tower Master’s student, I’d have only given him twenty credits at most!”

As Wright ran up to the deck to demand the loan contract back from Saul, a huge mental pressure descended from the sky.

The moment Wright and Byron stepped onto the deck, they felt as if a massive mountain was pressing down on them.

They barely lasted a few seconds before both collapsed to the ground.

The two Third Rank apprentices couldn’t resist at all, and the others were in no better shape.

The rapidly moving ship suddenly shook violently, then crashed into the woods, sliding for some distance before finally being stopped by a thick tree.

Only Saul, who was seated on the deck, was less affected. He even managed to look up and see who was attacking them.

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Fortunately, when the ship finally came to a halt, the mental pressure also disappeared.

Byron and Wright, their faces pale, rushed to Saul's side.

“That pressure just now, it definitely came from a True Wizard!”

“We’re already close to the Wizard Tower. Could it be that the mentor saw the Land Drifters’ ship and mistook it for an enemy?” Wright said anxiously.

Saul shook his head. “That mental power came from behind us. If it were the mentor, to prevent us from attacking, they wouldn’t have removed the pressure even after the ship stopped.”

Both were surprised that Saul could discern the source of the mental attack, but now wasn’t the time to investigate why.

Byron said gravely, “Abandon the ship. Run.”

Saul shook his head again. “It’s too late.”

Sure enough, from behind Saul, a figure rapidly appeared.

The figure wore a black robe and a purple cloak. As they flew quickly, their clothes clung tightly to their body, revealing their strong upper body and... oddly deformed legs.

“A True Wizard of the Land Drifters.” Wright, who had seen more, said with an ugly expression, “He actually dared to enter the Wizard Tower’s territory?”

Escape was clearly impossible, as the other party’s mental power had already locked onto them.

And a real wizard was not someone like Morden, whose mind was confused and power greatly diminished.

Byron immediately took out a signal flare and shot it into the sky.

But before the black smoke from the flare could even rise, an invisible force erased it completely.

Everyone’s faces turned grim.

At this point, the True Wizard had already arrived above the ship.

He looked down at the three apprentices on the deck as if they were already dead.

“Apprentices of the Wizard Tower...” His voice sounded like air escaping from a punctured tire, as if his throat had a hole in it. “You dare to steal our Land Drifters’ sailing ship? There are others on this ship too. Get them all out here.”

Wright, helpless, had no choice but to go below deck and bring Nick and the captive in charge of steering the ship up.

He also woke up the four unconscious Land Drifters’ apprentices and brought them to the deck.

“Yesterday, they were the captives. Today, I’m going to become the captive. Sigh...” Wright had already begun to mourn for himself.

When Wright brought the captives to the deck, he saw that Byron, Nick, and the others were all already lying on the ground.

Only Saul was still barely seated in his chair.

The wizard's eyes moved rapidly. “You, little guy, your mental power is already so strong.”

He looked at Saul, and as if thinking of something, he released his pressure on Nick and Byron.

The two of them struggled to get up.

Looking at this scene, Wright’s face turned even more sour, but he could only walk forward with a stiff face.

“My lord, these are all the people on the ship.”

But when the True Wizard’s eyes swept over the five Land Drifters’ apprentices, his brows furrowed. “Where is Herman?”

All five apprentices immediately kneeled to the ground with a thud, showing even more fear than when they were first captured.

No one answered the wizard immediately. The wizard squinted and stared at the five of them.

“Don’t you have ears?”

Finally, one of the apprentices couldn’t bear the pressure and collapsed to the ground, trembling as he spoke, “Lord Bedi! Herman was killed by a wraith in Hanging Hand Valley.”

The apprentice finished speaking and secretly glanced at Saul before lowering his head in fear.

“Hanging Hand Valley? How did he end up in Hanging Hand Valley?” Bedi didn’t seem genuinely concerned about Herman’s journey. “What about the goods he was transporting?”

“No, they’re gone. Herman went into Hanging Hand Valley to investigate.”

“Hmph! Useless!” Bedi seemed somewhat angry, but strangely, he didn’t seem that furious either.

His expression was quite complicated.

He hovered in the air, seeming to contemplate something.

While he thought, the others dared not move or speak.

Saul looked at Byron and the others, seeing that nearly everyone’s face was filled with anxiety.

But Saul didn’t feel that tense.

The diary had not given a death warning after all.

However, Saul began to worry about the others. His survival didn’t mean the others would survive.

He was also concerned that this Bedi wizard might take him away—whether as an experimental subject or a captive, neither was something Saul wanted.

Unexpectedly, after several moments of hesitation, Bedi the wizard raised a hand.

“Forget it. I can’t leave you alive.”

A greyish mist began to gather in his palm.

“Such a pity for this little guy.” Bedi gave Saul an apologetic glance before preparing to cast his spell.

And when the grey mist appeared, the others felt a massive magical disturbance.

Was he really planning to erase even his own apprentices?

Nearly everyone showed an expression of despair. Even the Land Drifters’ apprentices trembled and closed their eyes, waiting for death.

“The diary hasn’t given a warning.” Even Saul became nervous. “A True Wizard’s attack is no small matter. Apprentices have almost no way to resist.”

“Could it be that in the end, only I will survive?” Saul’s anxious gaze swept over Byron and the others.

At that moment, Saul suddenly sensed something and looked up sharply.

Just as despair gripped everyone, a gentle voice suddenly rang out.

“What are you doing?”

They turned to see where the voice came from.

Standing atop the highest mast of the ship was a figure fully wrapped in a brown-red cloak.

Although the fierce wind blew from time to time, it couldn’t move his cloak.

No one could see his face clearly, but they could vaguely make out a pink chin beneath the hood and collar.

Bedi the wizard lowered his hand, his face turning as red as if scalded by boiling water.

“Gorsa, the Tower Master.”

(End of Chapter)