Chapter 621 - Bloodline and Temptation
Chapter 621: Bloodline and Temptation
“Forget it. Just a bunch of apprentices. You can’t help with anything.” The prisoner lowered his head. “You must be very lucky to survive the parasites.”
Angor’s group remained silent.
“And I do believe that luck will continue.” The wizard looked at them again, causing a giant wound on his neck to bleed out.
He slowly inspected everyone. After briefly showing a disappointed look at Angor, he set his gaze upon Nausica.
“Name’s Gragg. Does that ring a bell? Well, never mind. I’m a dying fool who’ll go to hell sooner or later. You don’t have to remember me.
“Let’s be quick. I’m a Bloodline Wizard. As I said, I’m dying and nobody’s gonna save me…” Gragg continued in sadness, “These goddamn wires and the insects that kept gnawing at me… I know my body. I’m at my limit. Maybe one or two minutes, and I’ll stop breathing.
“But before I die, I want to pass on my legacy to someone. You, that lady in armor. What’s your name?”
Nausica wondered whether she should reply, but Gragg didn’t give her time to think about it.
A hand that was wearing a white glove suddenly materialized in the air and caught the vial. The hand glowed and easily dispelled the raging aura on the vial, leaving the item intact.
“Since when did you learn how to trick helpless apprentices, Gragg?”
When Angor heard the familiar voice of his professor, he immediately stopped running. So did Nausica and Shan, who all turned around to look at the gentleman who was somehow standing behind them.
“Professor? Thank goodness you’re here.”
“Are you blind, Angor? He’s not your only savior.” Greya’s voice came from above them.
Angor looked up, but he immediately lowered his head as fast as he could.
“Lady… Lady Greya.”
“What? You won’t even look at me properly now?” Greya spat.
Sunders assisted Angor by saying, “That dress of yours… Sure, you can get lower and let everyone have a good view of what’s UNDER you, if you don’t mind.”
Greya was a little surprised to realize what Sunders meant, but she didn’t seem to be ashamed at all.
“Oh… Mister Phantom, did you enjoy the view? Your opinion would be nice.”
“A little better than your old self, I must say. At least that purple undergarment does not strain too badly this time.”