Dorcas arrived in front of the black-robed man and bowed to the empty seat next to the black-robed man, "Good evening, Black Earl."
No one answered, but a nose embedded in the stone floor jumped onto the table and sniffed at Dorcas.
Immediately after, the black-robed man said, "You don't have to do this. I didn't bring my Lord's ears this time, so I can't hear you."
Dorcas also saw that it was a nose and not an ear on the stone floor. He finally let out a sigh of relief and complained, "Why didn't you say so earlier? If I knew I couldn't hear you, I would have come directly to you."
"Are you that afraid of my Lord?" The black-robed man's tone was mocking.
"Aren't you afraid?" Dorcas asked back.
The black-robed man chuckled but didn't reply.
Dorcas continued, "Dividing the body into countless parts, and each part has its own consciousness. This kind of monster, just hearing about it makes me shiver. Every time you go out, you actually dare to bring it with you. Tell me the truth, aren't you afraid? "
The black-robed man drank a cup of wine and said indifferently, "Although my Lord came with his nose this time and can't hear you, he can smell your malice."
Dorcas was stunned and suddenly took a few steps back.
"His nose can smell malice? Is that true, or are you trying to fool me? "Dorcas asked cautiously.
The black-robed man said, "You can think of it as me fooling you. However, do you believe me? "
Regardless of whether it was true or not, Dorcas didn't dare to say anything more. He purposely walked around and sat in the position furthest away from the black-robed man and the nose.
After Dorcas sat down, the black-robed man said faintly, "You asked me if I was afraid? I'm just an apprentice, yet I can make Sir Red Sword sit across from me. Do you think I'm afraid or not? "
Dorcas didn't care whether the black-robed man was afraid or not. However, the other party was right. The reason why Dorcas could speak to this apprentice and even sit as equals was because he had a part of the Black Earl's body with him.
As long as his "nose" was present, no one would dare to be disrespectful to the black-robed man.
This was also the reason why the Noah family was so famous. There were very few Noah clansmen, but as long as they walked outside, they would have a part of the Black Earl's body. In other words, every Noah clansman was under the protection of the Black Earl.
Of course, Dorcas was only aware of this "protection", but based to Dorcas and his old friend, he could faintly sense that the Black Earl seemed to have some other unknown motives. As for what this goal was, Dorcas didn't know, but with his powerful spiritual senses, he had a bad feeling about it.
That was why Dorcas, of the Earl...........
Dorcas, to Dorcas, he was to Dorcas. of Dorcas's's, of the Noah family....
"I won't play riddles with you. Let's get down to business." Dorcas glanced at the nose that was still sniffing around before turning his gaze to the black-robed man. "Let's find a place to talk, shall we?"
. was was Dorcas: Dorcas Dorcas..............
The black-robed man, Wa Yi, didn't move. Instead, he closed his eyes for a few seconds. Not long after, his nose, which was embedded in the stone floor, suddenly took a deep breath. With a sudden exhale, an absolute barrier appeared around Dorcas and Wa Yi.
. This was a level 2 spell. Blocking sound was only its most insignificant effect. Its terrifying defensive power in battle was its main use.
"Now we can talk." Vay said.
Using a level 2 spell as a soundproof barrier. Among the acolytes, only the Noah clan would do such a thing.
Dorcas was silent for a moment, "Were you communicating with the Black Earl's nose? You didn't say anything bad about me, did you? "
Vay rolled his eyes. He was too lazy to answer such a stupid question, "I'm doing fine in Mesopotamia. Why did you call me here?"
From Vay's reaction, Dorcas was sure that he didn't say anything bad about him to the Black Earl. Dorcas relaxed and replied, "I'm planning to explore ruins soon."
Vay refused, "Don't call me. I told you before that I hate places with no people. I only like to stay in big cities. The sandworm market makes me feel suffocated. "
Vay was a very special person. He wasn't very sociable. People like him were usually very reclusive. Vay was indeed reclusive. At least, Dorcas didn't know that Vay had any friends other than himself. But even though Vay was reclusive, he especially liked crowded places. Whenever someone tried to talk to him, he would be very resistant. He was a very contradictory person.
He seemed to just like to see other people being lively.
"I'm not asking you to go on an adventure with me. It's just that my premonition seems to be malfunctioning. I can't tell if it's good or bad. I want you to help me take a look." Dorcas's face was serious.
Vay frowned, "If your premonition is malfunctioning, then there's a big problem. Just don't go."
Dorcas, "But … … I'm not willing."
Not willing was just an excuse. The real reason was that his spiritual perception was malfunctioning. He always had a vague feeling that perhaps this exploration would allow his Spiritual Perception to truly turn into an innate skill.
Vay looked deeply at Dorcas and sighed, "I give up. You just like to court death. I really don't know the meaning of exploring."
"This is the essence of being a wandering Wizard. When you gain freedom, you lose your source of knowledge. Exploring is a way to make up for it."
Vay was silent for a moment, then took out a transparent glass from his robe.
"Remember, you owe me another favor." Vay put the glass on the table and said to Dorcas.
Dorcas nodded, "I'll remember. Including this time, I owe you five favors."
Vay raised his eyebrows, "Six."
Dorcas waved his hand generously, "I'll pay for all your drinks here today. Consider it as returning the favor. How about it? "
Vay was silent for a moment, then said, "Okay. Five favors. "
Dorcas immediately stepped forward happily, "Then let's start."
Dorcas had obviously done this with Vay many times and was very familiar with the process. When he saw the glass, he reached out his hand.
He muttered in his heart: I'm about to go to the ruins.
Then, with a light cut, a drop of blood from his fingertip fell into the glass. The dark red blood emitted a faint light.
Vay glanced at it, "Your bloodline's purity has increased quite a bit since last time."
Dorcas, "I'm not as lazy as you, staying at the peak of apprentice and not advancing."
Vay snorted and didn't refute. Instead, he reached out his hand and dripped a drop of blood from his fingertip into the glass.
The color of Vay's blood was very special. Within the bright red, there was a faint golden light.
Logically speaking, as an official Wizard, Dorcas' blood should be able to suppress Vay's. But in reality, when Vay's blood fell into the glass, it was Dorcas' blood that was being suppressed.
More accurately, it was Vay's blood that was tightly wrapped around Dorcas' blood like a membrane.
"Every time I see it, it's amazing. Are the Noah Clan really humans?" Dorcas sighed.
Vay didn't want to reply to meaningless words. Instead, he picked up the glass and prepared for the final step: sniffing.
Vay had a very strange innate ability. He named it: Smell of Death.
He could smell the scent of death from the blood.
In terms of classification, this innate ability was probably related to divination, because divination also had the ability to predict death. However, a Prophet's ability to predict death was to find a certain quantity in the variables, and this result could be changed.
Vay's Smell of Death, on the other hand, was to predict the death of an existing quantity. Of course, the result could still be changed.
When Dorcas dripped his blood, he thought about going to the ruins. This was a certain quantity.
What Vay wanted to sniff was whether Dorcas would smell the scent of death when he went to the ruins.
However, just as Vay was about to sniff the blood in the glass, his hand suddenly paused. Then, he gently placed the glass on the table.
Dorcas, who clearly knew every step, was puzzled, "What's wrong? Why did you put it down when you haven't sniffed it yet?"
Vay was silent for a few seconds before saying, "This innate ability of mine is inherited from my lord. Since my lord's nose is here, it might be more accurate to let my lord judge. "
This was the first time Dorcas heard that Vay's Smell of Death was inherited from the Black Earl.
Although he didn't know why Vay wanted the Black Earl's nose to sniff, Dorcas thought about it and nodded. Since they were already at this point, they couldn't just give up halfway.
Soon, Vay picked up the stone slab with the nose and placed it in front of the glass.
The Black Earl's nose began to sniff.
The two drops of blood in the glass kept rolling, but the strange thing was, no matter how they rolled, Vay's blood still tightly wrapped around Dorcas' blood.
After a while, Vay put down the stone slab.
Vay didn't speak immediately. Instead, he closed his eyes, as if he was asleep.
Dorcas guessed that Vay was probably communicating with the Black Earl's nose … Actually, it was also possible to say that he was communicating with the Black Earl. Although the Black Earl's entire body had "his consciousness", it was still the Black Earl's consciousness.
The communication this time took longer than expected. Vay's brows furrowed from time to time, as if he was arguing with the Black Earl.
It wasn't until Dorcas drank two full glasses of wine in a row and looked at the sky outside the window that was covered by dark clouds and dripping rain that Vay opened his eyes.
"What was the result? Did the Black Earl say anything? "
Vay still didn't speak. Instead, he picked up the glass again and sniffed it himself.
After he finished sniffing, Vay's face was blank.
Dorcas, who was watching Vay's series of actions, was still a bit confused, "What happened?"
After a long time, Vay sighed, "I can't smell anything myself."
The absence of smell didn't mean that death wasn't approaching, but that Vay's talent had failed.
"However, my lord smelled the scent of misfortune." Vay's eyebrows drooped as he continued.
Dorcas, "The scent of misfortune, does that mean that I will die this time?"
Vay shook his head, "I don't know, but …"
After hesitating for a while, Vay sighed and said, "My lord wants me to go to the ruins with you. This way, he can be sure that you won't die."
Dorcas, "In other words, if I go, there is a high chance that I will die, but if you go with me, I won't be in danger?"
"Not dying and not being in danger are two different things." Vay couldn't help but correct him.
Dorcas, "Don't worry about these details. Can I confirm one thing, you really want to explore the ruins?"
Vay nodded.
A shut-in who never liked exploring ruins was actually going out. Dorcas didn't even need to use his spiritual perception to know that something was wrong.
"Do you want to go on your own?"
Vay didn't say anything.
As an old friend, Dorcas immediately understood that this was the Black Earl's intention.
"Then can I refuse? After all, this isn't something that I can decide. The leader of the ruins exploration is someone else. "Dorcas tried to use this method to help Vay return to his shut-in life.
Vay understood Dorcas's meaning and helplessly said, "I will remember the scent of your blood."
Other people might not understand the meaning of this sudden sentence, but Dorcas did.
Even if Dorcas refused Vay, Vay would follow him through the scent of his blood.
Unless Dorcas didn't want to explore the ruins.
"Also, don't forget, you owe me five favors." Vay said again, "If I use this favor, you will tell me who the leader is. You won't refuse, right? "
Clearly, Vay had already considered the situation if Dorcas didn't go to the ruins.
The Black Earl must have sensed something for him to insist on Vay going to the ruins.
Dorcas was silent for a moment, "I can't promise you this right now. Give me a day, I will give you an answer in a day."
Vay lowered his head and made a soft sound of agreement. At the same time, he mouthed to Dorcas, "I'm sorry."
Dorcas understood that Vay was apologizing for not being able to go against the Black Earl and implicating his friend.
Dorcas sighed and patted Vay's shoulder. "Don't act like a girl. It's not a big deal."
After a pause, Dorcas continued, "By the way, after I leave, why don't you continue to ask the Dark Count if our entire adventurer team will be safe with you following us?"
Vay nodded. "Okay."
Dorcas patted his old friend's shoulder again and sighed in his mind. He went to the bar counter and asked the bartender to take care of Vay while he quietly left the Cross Bar.
After leaving the bar, Dorcas wandered around the street for a long time, wondering what the Black Earl wanted to do.
And how he could help Vay.
However, the Black Earl was someone who stood at the top of the pyramid in the southern wizarding region. Dorcas could not figure out what he was thinking.
With a sigh, Dorcas finally decided to head to the black market outside the Sandworm Bazaar. It was his mistake this time that led to Vay's appearance. No matter what, he had to explain and apologize to Angor and Kael.
Besides, Angor had the support of Brute Cavern, and he knew something about the ruins. Maybe he knew what the Black Earl wanted?
After all, there was a huge gap between wizards who belonged to organizations and those who did not.
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