Chapter 2 The Black Mage

"Hehehe, Sean, you did a good job. It turned out to be mature Starlight Grass. I need it for my next experiment..."

A hoarse voice came from a middle-aged magician in a black robe in front of him.

The wide hood covered most of the magician's face.

The only thing revealed was half of his face, which was as dry as a thousand-year-old corpse, and a muddy yellow eyeball.

Facing the intermediate magical saltwater giant crocodile, Sean was able to maintain his calm from beginning to end.

But facing this black magician, Sean's body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Sean believed that as long as the black magician gently extended his fingers, even the most violent magical giant crocodile would be as obedient as a cat and crawl at the other's feet.

This is the power of magic, this is the majesty of the black magician! It is the synonym of true terror and despair.

"Then, Sean, we magicians generally follow the principle of equal value transactions. Tell me, what do you want?"

The black magician named Moses asked the young man in front of him with his pale fingers tapping his magic wand.

He took a deep breath. Perhaps because of the large movement and excitement, Sean's wound was involved. A trace of blood oozed out of the chest of the black magic apprentice again.

But the pulling of the wound did not make Sean's movements and words pause.

He bowed forward 90 degrees and said in a very humble and respectful tone: "I want to be your apprentice, Master Moses, to help you solve problems and explore the true meaning of magic."

He bent down without hearing a reply, and kept the 90-degree posture.

Before the black magician Moses did not directly answer Sean's request to become a disciple, he did not move from beginning to end.

"Tick."

"Tick."

The magic quartz clock records the slow passage of time.

Sean couldn't see the expression of the black magician Moses, but only saw a thin finger like a bone, slowly tapping the head of his magic wand.

It felt bad to have his fate controlled by others.

But Sean knew that as long as Moses was willing to accept him as an apprentice, he would be able to control his own fate in the future better than more than 70% of the magic apprentices in Mosobra City!

Instead of being thrown directly onto the laboratory table as a specimen by a black magician in a bad mood one day.

The waiting time was long, and the wound on Sean's chest even dripped a small pool of blood onto the ground.

Under normal circumstances, the consequences of desecrating the laboratory of a distinguished black magician are extremely serious.

But strangely, Moses did not blame Sean for this, including Sean, who was also single-mindedly hoping to worship Moses as his teacher at this time, and did not notice this detail at all.

"Hehe, I heard that old woman Anginia and old guy Colonso also praised your performance in the magic class."

"Why don't you become their apprentices?" The oppressive and quiet atmosphere was finally interrupted, and Mosesdo asked casually.

Sean chose to become Mosesdo's apprentice, of course, for his own reasons.

But he knew that his reasons were really hard to say. Should he say it openly? He felt that Mosesdo behaved more "normally" in the Black Magic Academy.

He was not like Anginia who would go crazy from time to time, nor was he like Colonso who always liked to use his apprentices for magic amputation experiments.

Master Mosesdo's main courses in the Black Magic Academy were "Introduction to Alchemy" and "Basic Knowledge of Fire Element".

It happened that Sean's physique was more friendly to the fire element, and the limited magic knowledge he had mastered was also mainly fire magic.

So after considering it again and again, he chose to apply to Mosesdo, who had always been low-key in the Black Magic Academy, to become his apprentice.

Including the three Starlight Grasses he obtained at the risk of his life, which are also important neutralizers in the process of magic alchemy experiments.

For ordinary black magicians, the value of Starlight Grass is not high.

But for Moses, it is indeed of great value, because this thing is difficult to grow artificially and only grows in the wild.

After a moment of silence, Sean whispered: "Because I think Master, you have gone further on the road of magic than Master Angenia and Master Colonso."

"Only by following you can I master the true meaning of magic."

Sean's answer soon caused Moses to laugh.

However, because Moses' voice has always been hoarse, this quiet laboratory, with Moses' laughter, looks even more gloomy.

The flattery of himself and the suppression of the other two black magicians made Moses feel very comfortable.

However, the factor that really made Moses determined to take Sean as a target was Sean's second half of the sentence.

"Master the true meaning of magic? Instead of pursuing greater power?!"

"Hehehe! Sean, if you really understand that knowledge is the source of power for us magicians, then you are better than more than 90% of the apprentices in the Black Magic Academy."

"Including many boring formal black magicians, they are often confused by power."

"Maybe they have stayed underground for too long, and these guys have gradually forgotten the true meaning of magic." Mosido sneered.

A beam of green magic beam of "body regeneration" shot out from the head of Mosido's magic wand.

This is a high-level healing magic from a great and formal magician. The moment Sean saw this beam of green light, he finally let go of his heart that had been lifted for a long time.

At the same time, there is fatigue coming from deep inside the body, and the itching caused by the growth of granules on the chest.

"Go back and rest for a while. I agree to accept you as my fifth disciple."

"There is still a trace of paralyzing toxin in your blood. Have you eaten blue moss?" Moxiduo asked.

"Yes, mentor, during the process of returning to Mensobra City, I briefly treated the wound with blue moss." Thain replied respectfully, and called "mentor".

Blue moss is a relatively common low-level plant with little magical value, but it can paralyze muscles to a certain extent.

However, the price of use is that blue moss itself is toxic, and corresponding antidotes are needed to neutralize the toxins afterwards.

The black magician Mosheduo gives people a very cold feeling, but it has to be said that Thain made an absolutely correct decision this time.

A large bottle of intermediate antidote was taken out by Mosheduo from his black robe.

Along with it, there was a short staff and a medal.

A powerful wave of magic appeared on the surface of the short staff and the medal.

This was the first time Thane had ever seen a real magical item.

The former is a magic wand, which is regarded as the noodle maker's gift given to Thane by Moses.

Although it is a "gadget" that Moses refined in his spare time, for Thain, it is an out-and-out treasure.

It contains a corrosive acid that is enough to melt the scales of high-level monsters.

The latter medal is the key that will allow Thain to freely enter and exit Mosido's laboratory in the future. It is also a symbol of Thain's status as a disciple of Mosido.

"Go back and rest for a while. In my laboratory in three days, I happen to have an experiment that I need your assistance to complete." After handing the three noodle chef gifts to Thain, Moses waved his hand and said.

Only then did Thain dare to look up at Moses.

The person who appeared in front of him at this time was a middle-aged man in a black robe with a slightly sinister face and yellow eyes.