Warlock Apprentice

“Oh, the soup’s working.” Greya looked at the hand which was trying to climb out of Angor’s body.

It was Angor’s soul.

The second hand followed behind. Then, his head and torso…

When Angor’s soul almost left his body, another lightning strike brightened the room with a loud BOOM. At the same time, the castle door was suddenly pushed open, allowing raging wind to come inside.

A woman with white hair and ice-colored pupils stood outside the door.

Before anyone could react, she already reappeared right in front of Angor.

“Foolish!” she yelled. With a glowing hand, she pushed at Angor’s soul and forced it back into his body.

Angor quickly tried to remember what he saw before he fainted the other day. The only thing he knew was that Felicia reached for his soul scar, and… his memory was cut off from there.

“Is Miss Felicia alright?”

“Huh? Well, I saw her making wines again in the hall, so I think she’s fine?” Shadow tilted his head. “It’s strange though. She didn’t badmouth me again when I passed through. She always did before, since she really hates my teacher.”

Angor considered and decided not to ask about Shadow’s teacher—it wasn’t wise to talk about gossips related to wizards. Since Felicia was fine, then nothing serious really happened. The last person who did something similar was Parasite Queen, whose soul just vanished instantly. Was it because Parasite Queen was only a weak apprentice?

Shadow nudged Angor and interrupted his train of thoughts. “Hey quick, got any more clothes?” Shadow seemed really angry. “This damn place is full of women. I didn’t find any clothes for men.”

Angor moaned and took out a robe from his bracelet. “What’s with those injuries? You ran into traps again?”

“Oh damn it!” Shadow accepted the robe and sat on the floor. “It’s not a trap. Just, my teacher set me up!”

Shadow explained his adventure.

“Since Fiona could lead the way, I can avoid all the traps. I found Naga inside the old witch’s lab…”

As the others had promised, all wizard-level mechanisms in the laboratory were shut down. Shadow smoothly discovered where Naga was placed.

But something happened at the last moment.

Naga was fully charged with energy.

Only someone who learned puppet arts could do this, which meant Shadow’s teacher left Naga here with full energy.

Shadow failed to take Naga away because he couldn’t defeat her. As an apprentice, it would take him years to exhaust Naga’s energy.

His only choice was to run away, and he could only do it due to the fact that Shadow was familiar with Naga’s abilities; otherwise, he would probably get killed instead.

“I thought my enemies are those bitches in Dark Castle,” Shadow seemed sad now as he said, “but not my stupid teacher!”

“I’ve always wanted to ask; what is ‘Naga’ anyway?” Angor grew curious.

“She is… an ownerless magic puppet, thrown away by my teacher. She was crafted using the live body of a wizard. But the most important thing is, I’m a Shadow Puppeteer, and Naga is the only Shadow Puppet ever created by my teacher.

“I once completed a very difficult task. He told me Naga is my reward. But I can only take her when I become an apprentice at the peak level. I believed him.

“When I finally reached this level, he told me that Isabella took Naga away, so here I am, at Dark Castle doing this stupid challenge, only to be tricked by him again!”

Shadow was almost crying now. His chance of becoming a wizard turned out to be bogus!

Angor frowned at Shadow’s misfortune. “How powerful is Naga?”

“Well, she can’t possibly have her full strength in that body, but she’s still at wizard level.”