Headshot Wizard - Chapter 163

Chapter 163

“I’m in a bad situation now.” In the cabin, Alizee sat on the sofa with difficulty.

Lance easily poured her a cup of hot milk. Although in this process, most of his attention was on Alizee-he must always prevent the other party from violently attacking him, after all, all of this in front of him may also be the disguise effect of spells.

“Thank you.” Alizee took the milk and drank a half without doing any inspection.

“Aren’t you afraid that I will poison you?” Lance asked curiously.

“I think if you want to kill me now, you should use a bow and arrow, or simply break my neck with your hand. Not a boring trick like poisoning.” Alizee said flatly: “And, you should also Know what I got. Toxins are useless for it.”

After all, she opened her coat without shy.

What’s amazing is that the skin on her chest is fair and tender, just like a young girl.

On the chest on the left, an obvious scar lay on it incomparably hideously. Lance could observe her skin swelling up and falling immediately. The beating of this heart seemed to far exceed that of ordinary people.

“The heart of the fog dragon? I’m surprised you did this.” An indescribable emotion flashed in Lance’s eyes.

Alizee in front of him, like him, was also a person who had changed her heart. However, the difference between the two is that Lance was forced to replace his heart because of the relationship of life and death; while Alizee was to pursue stronger power.

“It gave me a lot of things.” Alizee closed her clothes and said in a flat tone: “But it also took me a lot of things.”

“Why does this happen?” Lance frowned. By now, he was a little convinced of what Alizee had said before. He didn’t feel any threat from her. Lance’s current mental strength was almost close to 300 points, and it was not easy to hide such super-powerful perception.

Alizee, who had replaced the Mist Dragon’s heart, did not seem to be as strong as she expected, but fell into a dying dilemma, which Lance did not expect.

“There was a slight omission in the operation.” Alizee said helplessly, “I still overestimate myself. My body is incompatible with this fog dragon heart, and I have not been able to solve the problem of rejection. Although this is already in the blood. It was mentioned in the wizard’s advanced manual, but I thought it could be suppressed with just two activated kapok and some ice tarantula saliva… But in fact, it is more serious than I thought.”

“At the worst time, I felt that this heart wanted to completely destroy my whole body… I was very frightened, although I later used the remedy mentioned in the blood mage advanced manual to forcibly solve this problem-but also with A series of hidden dangers came: the power of Wulong’s heart was greatly weakened, and for this, I consumed a lot of vitality and became so old that I might die at any time.” Her eyes were full of pain and confusion: “I am now I dare not use [Flower of Destiny] to test how many years I have to live. I guess it will not be more than three years.”

“Perhaps things are not as bad as you think.” Lance was silent for a while before speaking slowly.

He wanted to laugh a little in his heart. The relationship between Alizee and him was originally like fire and water. The two sides cooperate for more time than when they oppose each other, but in many cases, they both want to kill each other. The last time I missed in Ace Snow Region, it even became a regret in Lance’s heart.

It’s just weird that when Alizee ended up because of a failed heart exchange surgery, she didn’t look for someone else, but instead looked for Lance.

And Lance, surprisingly, did not have a mentality of gloating, but rather regretted and sympathized.

“Why are you looking for me? When encountering this kind of thing, you should ask your mentor for help? Your mentor is Edinger, he should have instructed you how to kill the fog dragon? What’s more, even if Edinger can’t handle it, Old Howard, his mentor, should also have a way.” Lance raised the question in his heart.

“Because I don’t believe in others.” Alizee shook her head: “Even Edinger, I don’t believe it.”

“This…” Lance laughed dumbly: “Don’t believe in others? With all due respect, you actually chose to believe in an enemy-not your own mentor? What kind of weird idea is this?”

“It’s very simple. Although there are indeed many contradictions between us, at least for such a long time, you and I have known each other as friends and enemies. I know who you are, and I know you far more than To the other people in the castle. Even if it’s my mentor.” Alizee said calmly, “Frankly speaking, Lance, you are a bastard… But at least I can find some shining points in your character. Yes. These shining points are the reason why I choose to trust you.”

“Go on.” Lance shrugged.

“I know what kind of person you are. Of course, the number of shortcomings in your body can almost be compared with the stars in the sky: greedy, conceited, insidious, cunning… and cruel. You are very good at hiding your strength, and when you need it , You don’t mind showing your strong strength. Being your enemy has always been a very headache. Your thinking is different from ordinary people. The most terrifying thing is-most of the time, you are indifferent like other people. Visitors from the world: You have no principles and no bottom line. There is no ruler in this world that can beam your thinking.” Alizee looked straight at Lance and said slowly.

Lance said noncommittal: “This is Lance in your eyes? A total villain?”

“The villain is just one of your many faces. Sometimes, you can barely be considered a good person-at least a trustworthy person.” Alizee said quickly: “So I came here to be with you. Transaction.”

“Do you want me to make a promise?” Lance understood Alizee’s point a bit.

The other party nodded as expected: “I need a place to stay. I can’t go out to meet people like this. I need some help from you and a promise not to hurt me for a period of time.”

“The point is, Miss Alizee, what can you do now?”

Lance stood up, poured himself a cup of hot coffee, and looked at each other with interest: “Don’t tell me it’s about Regis’s information about trying to deal with me. This information is where I’m sitting here and listening to you. Remuneration for a lot of words.”

“You know, the only thing on your body that made me feel pleasing before has become a cumbersome.” Lance’s gaze was fixed on Alizee’s chest, and he left with regret.

Alizee was not angry, but calmly said: “I know what you are looking for.”

“I can give you the inheritance of the second-level wizard, the blood wizard, the arcane wizard, and the star wizard.”

Lance’s eyes widened suddenly, and then decisively said:

“make a deal!”

…

Witcher’s Mall, Regis’s home.

The time passed, and the appointed meeting at noon, the protagonist seemed to have not yet appeared.

Regis paced slowly in the hall, and his face began to darken little by little.

Next to the hall, a little shadow exposed behind an old bookshelf whispered: “Don’t be impatient, we have made perfect preparations, let alone that kid, even a second-level wizard, it is difficult to escape.”

Regis nodded, and immediately sat down on the sofa.

His face was calm, but his heart became more and more restless.

In the assassination of Buckett that night, Lance did leave a trace of a foggy match, misleading the expert of the Peter family in charge of investigating the matter to shift the direction of tracking the murderer to Rainbow Island. However, another clue he left was also discovered later.

These people followed the vine and found Regis.

Originally, Lance just wanted to cause a little trouble for Regis. I believe that with the strength of a master potionist, he has been living in the heavily guarded wizard mall, and he should not be easily settled by the Peter family. But he underestimated the insidiousness of Regis.

When the mage who claimed to be Leonardo came to the door, and repeatedly hinted that the Peter family would only pursue the direct murderer who killed Bucket-it didn’t matter if the corpse was a living person, Regis suddenly got his eyes. After a turn, he made up his mind to push Lance out.

He told Leonardo what he had fabricated–the human skin powder was purchased by Lance from him, and he didn’t know anything about the rest. Although Leonardo had doubts about this, he himself was too lazy to investigate it carefully. The task he and his partner received was to find the murderer of Bakter Peter. As for the deeper behind-the-scenes man, they were not interested. .

For them, as long as they can make a deal.

So the two sides hit it off, Regis teamed up with the wizards of the Peter family to spread the net in the living room. Regis himself, in addition to the arrangements of the Peter family, secretly set up a lot of vicious means, the purpose is to directly kill Lance when he appears.

Not keeping alive is the best result for Regis. In this way, members of the Peter family will not trouble him, and he can continue to be his pharmacist master with peace of mind.

Regis thought that this arrangement was perfect. Except for a few cronies, no one knows today’s layout against Reims.

But in his heart, there is always a bad premonition.

Time passed by, and Lance did not appear until the sun went down.

The anxious Regis and the extremely depressed Peter family waited another full night before they were sure that Lance would not come.

“There must be something wrong, the plan cannot be leaked!” Regis said vowedly.

Leonardo yawned: “Forget it, Regis. You obviously got tricked by that kid.”

“We have to change our plan.” Leonardo clapped his hands: “If this kid makes up his mind to shrink in the Scarlet Castle, we will not be able to wait for it, we still have to take the initiative.”

“How do you take the initiative? Do you want to do it in Scarlet Castle?” Regis was surprised: “His mentor is Lord Catalina!”

“The third-level wizard is not all-knowing and omnipotent. What about killing people in the castle if you do everything without knowing it?” Leonardo smiled gently: “Anyway, the Scarlet Castle is now in the bloodsail battle. Then it will be fine to blame the vampire.”

“Helen, I remember you are an apprentice in Scarlet Castle? And you have experienced the third-level killer training of the Peter family, right?”

Following Leonardo’s questioning, a graceful girl walked out of the shadow in a low-cut tights.

“Find that guy named Lance, and kill him. You know what to do.” Leonardo yawned again: “What an unpleasant kid, let me wait most of the night to go to sleep.”