Chapter 97

Perhaps sensing that his end was near, Mosido spoke a lot to Sain on the last night.

Apart from instructing Sain to hide his identity as a black magic apprentice when he reached the surface, he also took the opportunity to tell Sain about the general situation of the Underdark and its surroundings.

"There is a magical map of the Underdark recorded in the spatial bracelet. It was made by your master over a hundred years ago when I first came to the Underdark."

"I investigated your background in the second year after I took you in."

"You are indeed not a commoner. Normally, the black mages of Mithral City rarely target nobles when they go out to collect apprentice seeds."

"It's not that they are afraid of those mortal nobles, but to avoid unnecessary trouble."

"After all, the nobles in the wizard world are generally connected to knights and mages."

"You were obtained by a group of black mages who went out to raid from a specialized human trafficker."

"Our black mages in Mithral City generally have connections with human traffickers or bandit groups within the Underdark. We often entrust them with things we find inconvenient to do ourselves."

"Many of the new apprentices who enter the academy each year come this way."

"I didn't find out which noble family you came from, but I learned that you seem to be from north of the Underdark."

"I have a bloodline tracing spell that might help you," Mosido said.

Hearing about his background and family information, Sain's heart trembled a little.

He solemnly accepted the crystal ball containing the bloodline tracing spell from his master, and the thought of soon returning to the home of his childhood memories made him a bit excited.

After handing over the last crystal ball to Sain, Mosido's condition seemed to worsen.

His originally forced-up spirit gradually became muddled, and even his speech became incoherent.

"Cough, cough!" A mouthful of black blood was spat out by Mosido, the foul-smelling black blood splattering most of his robe.

Sain, however, did not mind and quickly moved forward to support Mosido, preventing him from falling.

At this moment, Mosido's mind seemed to have only a last glimmer of clarity.

He looked at Sain with his yellowish eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Actually, you, boy, are not suitable to be a black mage."

"You are not ruthless enough, and you do have principles."

"Fortunately, you are still young, just an apprentice, and you haven't been wanted by the Spire."

"As long as you leave the Underdark, you can survive in the wizard world as an ordinary magic apprentice."

"Actually, on the first night I met you, I tried to use necromancy to borrow your body to勉强维持我的生命……"

不知是不是因为意识有些迷糊，摩西多竟然连这件事都告诉了塞恩。

面对摩西多的这番话，塞恩低头沉默不语。

其实导师摩西多那天夜里要害塞恩的事情，塞恩事后已经从猫头鹰柒那里得知。

不过在之后的日子里，塞恩依旧表现得平常，丝毫没有因此疏远或忌惮摩西多。

如果说唯一的改变，那就是塞恩隐瞒了自己在黄沙世界的收获。

他在摩西多面前，只是大概提了一下自己在黄沙世界的两年多经历，并没有谈及那三十枚二级能量晶石的事情。

三十枚二级能量晶石，这笔巨款即使是二级甚至是三级魔法师都会动心。

塞恩只是一个小小的魔法学徒，在没有足够的力量之前，贸然露财只会让他置身于危险之中。

摩西多空间镯内留给塞恩的遗产，的确可以让他未来顺利晋升至正式魔法师的水平。

但如果把那三十枚二级能量晶石也算上，塞恩未来直至晋升二级，都不会太缺资源。

这是塞恩独有的机缘，也是他在黄沙世界蹉跎、艰难生存两年多的回报吧。

至于与沙虫王的交易……现在只能祝愿沙虫王自己好运了。

毕竟塞恩确实帮它联系到了圣塔魔法师，但结果可能不太好。

摩西多并不知道塞恩也对自己隐瞒了一些事情。

不过已经大限将至的他，在将该托付的都托付给塞恩后，突然抓住塞恩的肩膀，向塞恩提出了最后一个请求。

是的，是请求，而不是要求。

“为师来自西方群岛中部的千叶珊瑚岛，你日后如果有机会的话，把我的骨灰带回去，洒在千叶珊瑚岛的盖泽斯城。”

“黑魔法师并不适合你，其实就连为师也不是一个合格的黑魔法师，才会轻信他人。”

“记住，只有达到正式魔法师以上的水平，你才能前往西方群岛。”

“巫师世界的辽阔，不是你一个学徒就能横跨的。”

“包括西方群岛的黑域，也绝对不是魔法学徒就能闯荡的。”

“好好努力吧，能办到就办到。办不到，就把我的骨灰撒到无尽南海，那也是我的一种归宿。”摩西多闭上眼睛说道。

说完这句话后，摩西多就再也没有睁开眼睛。

过了许久，感受到导师的身体渐渐变冷，塞恩不禁手指颤抖地凑到摩西多的鼻尖。

不仅呼吸骤停，连心脏也已经停止了跳动。

看着面前显得苍老且身体佝偻的摩西多。

塞恩跪在其面前，重重磕了几个头。

……

处理导师尸体时，是塞恩一个人做的。

猫头鹰柒只是在旁边看着，塞恩不让它插手。

“咕咕，你导师说得没错。”

“他不像个黑魔法师，你也不像个黑魔法学徒，真是一对奇怪的师徒。”猫头鹰柒站在一块巨石上，看着火堆前的塞恩说道。

“那天夜里，如果导师真的动手，你能拦住他吗？”看着摩西多的身体渐渐被火焰吞噬，塞恩语气平静地问道。

“咕，不好说。你的导师毕竟是一位正式黑魔法师，而且手里应该还有别的魔导器可以使用。”

“如果对方强行出手，我估计只有三四成的把握能帮你拦住。”猫头鹰柒回答道。

猫头鹰柒的回答，让塞恩长长叹了一口气。

他也不知道自己为何叹气。

总之，导师摩西多的去世，的确让塞恩的心情万分压抑且难受。

“他是我的导师，永远都是！”看着面前跳动的火焰，塞恩怔怔地说。