I Might As Well Quit This Lousy Wizard Profession-Chapter 229 - Night of the Hunt (9) Thats all_3
Chapter 229: Night of the Hunt (9) That’s all_3
Chapter 229: Night of the Hunt (9) That’s all_3
Yes, Zhuang can still be saved!
Lin An stared at the roots between Zhuang and Caidai, deep in thought.
At the same time, he had to be careful in case the Witch-hunting Knights suddenly attacked him.
Heal Zhuang and then run for it!
That’s what he was thinking, and now he just hoped for more time.
Time, time, he’d always been racing against time.
He sighed.
The other Witch-hunting Knights walked around the struggling old man in a gown and the robust old man, gathering around Zhuang with sorrowful expressions, discussing among themselves.
“What do you say we give Zhuang an honorable burial, let him be laid to rest with his son?”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea. When a Witch-hunting Knight becomes a statue and enters the Eternal River, it’s not just about having a grave; it’s for the possibility of coming back to life from the river in the future, to guard against any Sorcerer Zombies that might come out of the Spirit Realm.”
“Indeed, what if technology advances in the future and Zhuang gets a chance to come back to life? Being buried outside, if his body is destroyed one day, all hope would be gone forever.”
“Right, sigh…”
“But we need to clear these roots between Zhuang and his son; who knows if the Kapok will infiltrate the Blood River through them.”
“That makes sense.”
However, just as they were about to start clearing, a hand forcefully blocked their path.
It was Lin An!
He pursed his lips and looked at the group, “I have an idea, maybe I can save Uncle Zhuang. Can I give it a try?”
The Witch-hunting Knight who started the discussion shook his head, gazing deeply at Lin An, “By the rules, no!”
Seeing Lin An still wanted to argue, he shook his head, “I know you want to save yourself, to struggle, but there has never been a precedent of a Witch-hunting Knight in statue state being resurrected. You think what you believe is useful, but people have tried these ideas a long time ago, and it’s always the same result.”
“To prevent someone from using the bodies of Witch-hunting Knights for research and setting a bad precedent, this rule is very strict.”
“An, how you will end up is for Mr. Cao to decide when he gets back. But as those who’ve been your uncles and elders, we’re offering you some dignity, don’t bite the hand that feeds you.”
Lin An was stunned, “I’m not trying to save myself, I truly want to save Uncle Zhuang.”
“Ridiculous, you even have the nerve to call him Uncle Zhuang!” the robust old man walked over, fuming with anger.
“Exactly, exactly!”
Several people expressed their anger at Lin An.
But strangely enough, Lin An, without knowing when, had established decent relationships with some of the people from Lu Jiao.
At such a time, even with Zhuang ‘dead’, almost half were standing by his side, though they couldn’t make decisions, only waiting for Professor Cao to come back.
They faced off against the robust old man and some others.
But no matter which side they were on, none supported him trying to save Zhuang.
Lin An narrowed his eyes, having just decided to take action as Zou Yu, and it wasn’t about getting these Witch-hunting Knights’ approval!
His idea was very simple—save Zhuang!
Save him and then hit the road!
Nothing more.
He had already disregarded life and death, all for a breakthrough in his heart.
No one could understand how unshakeable a wizard could be once they have a firm thought in mind.
They also couldn’t grasp Lin An’s exploration and commitment to a path of cultivation that dictated acting upon one’s thoughts.
With a flicker of determination, he took advantage of the chaos of the argument, flipping into a black cat and then transforming into Zou Yu. He opened his beastly mouth, grabbed Zhuang and Caidai on his back, and fled.
In just one step, he was already kilometers away.
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“An! What are you doing?”
Behind him, the Witch-hunting Knights chased after him, howling.
