Diary of the Death Wizard

Seeing the farmer for the third time, the farmer apologized enthusiastically at first and asked Sol if he had seen a ten-year-old boy with red hair and a big nose.

Saul looked at the farmer this time and smiled, Sorry, I haven't seen that boy.

The farmer was a little disappointed, but he no longer suspected that Saul was the murderer.

It's getting late, you stand here, do you want me to take you into the village to rest for a night?

Saul readily agreed, Okay, thank you.

The farmer was very happy, We haven't had outsiders in our village for a long time. Just sit in the car, just sit on the straw, it's soft and not afraid of pressure.

Sol got into the car, and when he sat down, he deliberately took the opportunity to tidy up the cushion and moved the straw.

This time there were still no dead bodies in the straw.

The carriage drove steadily into the small village, and when passing the outermost house, Sol saw two strong men standing under the eaves.

Holding short knives in their hands, it was the two guards who killed Thor for the second time.

But this time, when they saw the farmer and Saul sitting in the car, they just glanced casually, and retreated to chat under the shadow of the eaves.

The farmer's house is not close to the main road in the middle of the village, but has to pass through the dilapidated path between the two houses.

But his house is a two-story cottage, and the outer cottages are already considered luxurious houses.

The farmer parked the car in front of the door and invited Sol to go in.

The door was bolted from the inside, and the farmer couldn't push it open.

It should be my old lady who locked the door. Normally I would deliver the straw first at this time, but I thought you must be hungry, so I came back early. The farmer said with a smile, and then raised his rough palm to slap He knocked on the door.

Come, come. The voice from the house was a little flustered, and then the sound of thumping going down the stairs.

The door bolt was taken down, the door opened, and a fat middle-aged peasant woman with a turban on her head came out.

Why did you come back so early today?

Why are you so slow?

After opening the door, the farmer and the farmer's wife spoke almost at the same time, with some impatience in their words.

In the end, the peasant woman got out of the way first, I was packing my things upstairs, and ran down when I heard the sound, where is the slowness?

The farmer was not satisfied, I managed to bring a guest here, and you locked the door. Hurry up and bring out the dinner to entertain my guest.

The peasant woman glanced at Sol, still a little flustered. The farmer urged her again, and then she turned to the small room on the left on the first floor to prepare meals.

Unexpectedly, just as the peasant woman left, the farmer suddenly looked suspiciously at the second floor, I'll go to the second floor to get a bottle of wine.

Saul actually wanted to say no, but he understood that the farmer's so-called taking the wine was just an excuse.

The farmer ran up the stairs in three steps and two steps, and the peasant woman just came out with a bowl and a fork.

Seeing the farmer go up to the second floor, she was startled, What are you going up for?

The farmer ignored her at all, and the farmer woman chased her two steps, but still stopped in front of the stairs.

Don't mess up the warehouse again! The peasant woman put the tableware on the table in the living room.

Her hands were shaking, obviously nervous.

Suddenly, there was a scream from the second floor, followed by another burst of confusion, and then Sol saw a black shadow fall from the window beside him.

Sol looked closer to the window, and it turned out to be a strange young man lying on the ground with a familiar iron fork stuck in his neck.

Before Saul sighed that it was another ethical drama, the voice of the peasant woman's resentment sounded behind him.

It's all your fault!

Sol turned his head and saw the peasant woman rushing towards him holding a pair of forks for eating in her hand.

Can this also be my fault? Sol, who already knew that the people here are not simple, immediately activated his magic power.

If it wasn't for you to be a guest, he wouldn't have come back early!

A black blade appeared behind the peasant woman.

But when the blade fell, it was still blocked by an invisible barrier.

It seems that it's not because of sneak attack or not. Sol already knew the ending of this time, but he still tried hard to escape by jumping out of the window.

However, at the moment he decided to escape, the peasant woman who was two or three meters away from him came to him in the blink of an eye, and inserted a fork into Sol's eye, piercing Sol's brain all the way.

Sol: ...

Herman: [It hurts to look at it! 】

Sol thought he would die immediately, but he still remained awake for more than ten seconds.

During this time, he saw the peasant woman dragging her legs and dragging herself into the hut on the left.

There is the kitchen, and as soon as Sol enters, he sees a stove.

The peasant woman then turned Sol's head again and picked him up, so Sol could see what was inside the stove.

A pot of bubbling thick soup with no visible ingredients, with several red hairs floating on it.

It's just right, the original soup base should be changed. The peasant woman muttered, pulled out the knife on the chopping board, and swung it down fiercely!

[You are cooked. 】

...

Saul: How can she still be in the mood to cook? Shouldn't she wait for the farmer to come down before killing the farmer or being killed by the farmer?

Agu: 【Probably because the people in this village are abnormal. 】

Sol, who stood outside the village again, didn't look at the picture on the golden page.

Even he couldn't bear to look directly at the scene this time, and several other conscious bodies also skipped this topic.

Morton: 【Master, this is the fourth time to come back. Do you feel that your mental power or magic power is being consumed? 】

Saul knew what Morton was worried about, Every time I restart, I will check my physical condition. But until now, there has been no loss.

Agu: [Don't you need to pay any price? It was terrible. 】

Herman was puzzled, [Why is it terrible without paying a price? 】

Because the free one is the most expensive. But it's not the most important thing right now. Saul said, and then he stood there and waited for the farmer to drive the carriage past him.

The next development was the same as the third time, Sol agreed to the farmer's invitation to enter the village.

On the way, Sol thought about the previous three times when he died.

Every time I die, I die when someone else wants to kill me.

Morton: [I also noticed it. Perhaps the rule of this place is that people with murderous intent cannot be resisted? 】

It's possible. I only killed the farmer the second time. At that time, I just recovered from the state of being killed and resurrected the first time. When facing the farmer, I naturally had the killing intent.

But after thinking about it, Sol shook his head again, But when I saw other people shooting at me, they also had killing intent normally, but they still couldn't hurt them. And from the attempt just now, it can be seen that the sneak attack is also It's useless. So killing intent alone may not work. But it is basically certain that once other people have killing intent towards me, I will not be able to live.

Herman: [It is too difficult to prevent everyone from killing the master. Everyone here obviously has problems with their brain circuits! 】

Saul crossed his fingers. I have a new idea.

At this time, the farmer parked the carriage at the door of his house, This is my house, would you like to come in and rest for a night?

Sol jumped out of the carriage, patted the grass seeds and needles under his body, Thank you, but I want to go shopping in the street first, and do some shopping.

The farmer frowned, Then you have to be careful, little Claude just disappeared for a few days, maybe the bad guys are still in the village.

Sol nodded, This time, I will be careful.

Saul left the farmer, and the latter did not go home immediately, but chose to deliver the goods first.

Sol watched the farmer's carriage leave, glanced back at the second floor of the farmer's house, and left without saying anything.

Can you give me a silver coin?

Walking on the road, Sol was suddenly stopped by a cute little girl of seven or eight years old.

Given that people here kill people when they are unhappy, Sol didn't ignore her because the other party was young.

May I ask first, what do you want silver coins for?

My friend Little Claude has been missing for many days. I need silver coins to hire a car and go out to find him! The little girl said confidently with her small chest up.