Wizard: I Can Refine Everything-Chapter 316 - 34 Magic Dwarf

To the fire lizards, a wizard who had not undergone body modification was just another appearance.

Although this dwarf had purple skin, his appearance was still not far off from that of a wizard.

The fire lizards knew that wizards would alter their own bodies, changing their skin color was nothing unusual.

“I don’t think so.”

Makar knelt down, his golden dragon eyes locking tightly with the dwarf’s eyes.

He asked in somewhat halting wizard language, “Tell me your purpose, dwarf.”

Under the gaze of the dragon eyes, the dwarf’s body suddenly trembled, Makar could see that this creature was experiencing instinctive nervousness.

And it was extremely intense.

Makar had seen this reaction before, many fire lizards reacted like this the first time they met the Fire Lizard King.

Even after tens of thousands of years, the servants of the giant dragons still involuntarily shudder at the sight of a dragon’s eyes.

The dwarf tried hard to look directly into Makar’s eyes, replying in equally halting wizard language:

“I need to see your master, the otherworldly powerful being subdued by the wizard.”

Makar signaled Heraen with his eyes, and Heraen then set the dwarf down on the ground.

In front of four third-level creatures, a mere second-level dwarf had no chance of escaping.

Makar spoke in fire lizard language, discussing with his companions:

“This dwarf is strange, he’s not a wizard, nor does he appear to be a wizard’s slave.”

Heraen agreed, “That’s what I thought too, which is why I called you all to take a look.”

“Could it be a native creature of this world?” Mishan proposed his guess, “This world is so vast, it’s unreasonable to think there isn’t any intelligent race.”

“Would wizards share their world with others?” Kava countered, “Apart from our lord, these wizards just think about enslaving other races.”

“What if it’s not about sharing?” Makar spoke, “What if this race exists as pets, or as a kind of magic beast?

I’ve heard from my lord that this world is the inner world of a divine artifact forged by the greatest Truth Wizards of the wizard world.

It is said that these great Truth Wizards have transcended the World Masters and reached another realm.

For them, ordinary World Masters are probably no more than pets.”

Makar’s statement was not without reason, and the fire lizards exchanged looks among themselves. Eventually, Kava spoke first:

“Let’s first ask what this guy wants; perhaps he could be of some use to our lord?”

Saying that, Kava crouched down and asked the dwarf:

“Dwarf, state your purpose. Master Wizard is not someone you can just meet as you wish.”

The dwarf did not alter his demeanor because of Kava’s unfriendly tone, continuing to speak calmly:

“I need to see your master, the otherworldly powerful being subdued by the wizard.”

Kava looked up, slightly puzzled, at the other fire lizards.

“This dwarf can’t possibly only know one sentence.”

Makar looked at the dwarf, his voice deep, “If you do not state your purpose, it’s impossible for us to allow you to see our lord.”

The dwarf was silent for a moment before pulling out a leather scroll from his pocket.

Opening the scroll, it contained a portrait painted in blood of Richard.

Though the portrait had just a few strokes, it perfectly presented Richard’s demeanor.

Makar was certain, even he wouldn’t be able to create a better drawing.

“The otherworldly powerful being subdued by the wizard, our race’s High Priest has foreseen your master in a recent divination, holding magic wands made of gold and silver, followed by four Dragon Blood Giants clad in steel armor.

He will be the savior who saves our race!”

The fire lizards were a bit baffled by the dwarf’s words.

Divination?

That excuse was rather poor.

However, frustratingly, what this dwarf said wasn’t entirely wrong, Makar knew Richard had two magic wands, one made principally of secret silver alloy and the other of refined gold alloy.

These were details not just any unknown dwarf could know.

But the dwarf’s High Priest seemed to miss a bit of information.

Richard couldn’t help them now.

“Go back and tell your High Priest that our lord can’t help you right now,” Makar said blandly.

The dwarf, unruffled, replied, “Is it because he is now like a stone and cannot move?”

Hum!

As soon as the Dwarf spoke, four chain saw swords were aimed at his neck.

Makar squinted his eyes, his expression somewhat unpleasant.

“Dwarf, this is also what your High Priest saw in the divination.”

The Dwarf nodded, unhurriedly removing a very ancient-looking straw doll from his waist, paying no mind to the chain saw sword beside his head.

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“The High Priest saw in the divination that this Wizard, Sir, was enveloped by a dense fog, like a white stone.

Therefore, before sending me out, he gave me this object, asking me to help the Sir break free from the shackles.”

The Dwarf’s words scratched an itch for the Fire Lizards, who had been staying nearby for ten years. Although they could still hold their patience, if they could get Richard out of trouble earlier,

they wouldn’t mind it.

“Shall we trust this dwarf?” asked Kava, who was most eager to see Richard free from the troubles.

Makar shook his head: “Don’t know, but I think this Dwarf may be trustworthy.”

This Dwarf had never avoided his gaze from the very beginning, and in the eyes of this Dwarf, Makar felt as if he was seeing an unshakable mountain.

Firm and resolute, nothing could disturb his mind.

Makar had seen such determination in many Fire Lizards’ eyes, and those men eventually died in the war against the Wizards.

“Shall we let him try?” Heraen said with some uncertainty.

If they could assist Richard in casting off the Curse, they might not be credited with a huge merit, but certainly, they’d have no faults.

The only issue now was, what if this Dwarf was sent by the Meteor Star Academy Wizards?

Although the Meteor Star Academy had already cursed Richard, no one could guarantee they wouldn’t strike at Richard again.

Mishan, too, was aware of this concern, and she said:

“Since this Dwarf’s High Priest can perform divinations, why don’t we ask a few questions and let him divinate on those?”

Everyone looked at each other and felt that was indeed a plan.

Thus, Makar said to the Dwarf: “Dwarf, we need to confirm. I’ll ask three questions; if your High Priest can truly divinate, then he should be able to answer them.

First question, where do we come from. Second question, what are our names. Third question, what identities have we had in the past.”

Apart from Richard and the Fire Lizards, not even a second Wizard could clarify these three questions clearly. Even Jolod only knew the answer to the first question.

If the Dwarf’s High Priest could answer these three questions, it would prove the Dwarf’s words were true, and they would ask him to help Richard counteract the Curse.

But if he couldn’t answer, then there would be nothing further to discuss.

After hearing Makar’s questions, the Dwarf did not turn to leave but instead took out a scroll from his body.

“The Otherworldly strongmen conquered by the Wizard, the High Priest has anticipated your questions.

You come from a world full of flames, your names the High Priest could not divinate; however, he saw your past.

Some of you had built black pyramids, some reaped lives on the battlefield like the Death God, some wrestled with a Flame Giant Beast, and some fought alongside the Death God with a golden knife in hand.”

The Dwarf’s words, although cryptic, made several Fire Lizards fall silent.

“I indeed built Princess Akala’s sleeping chamber,” Heraen spoke.

“I’ve been a soldier from the beginning,” said Makar calmly.

With a hint of disbelief on his face, Kawan said, “How did he know I once wrestled with Flame Giant Beast Meat.x”

Finally, slowly, Mishan spoke: “I indeed have a golden knife used to prepare mummies, I also once saved a Fire Lizard with that knife.”

It had become quite clear now.

Makar stepped aside, “Dwarf, take your belongings. If anything at all happens to the Sir, we will not only kill you, but we will also exterminate your race.”

The Dwarf did not respond to this threat but instead calmly said:

“Please lead the way, sirs; the Wizard’s mighty power has blinded me, and I cannot see where he exactly is.”

…

Pushing open the laboratory’s wooden door, Makar led the Dwarf into the laboratory.

Upon seeing Richard, lying on a pile of beast skins, the Dwarf’s expression finally changed.

It was a kind of happiness and relief from the heart, like a parched land greeting the rain.

He took the straw doll and quickly walked over to Richard.

Then, he took out a small knife, causing the Fire Lizards to tremble as they unconsciously raised their chain saw swords.

The Dwarf’s small knife, covered in unknown runes, looked to be a usual item used in rituals.

He mumbled a long hymn with the small knife and cut Richard’s finger.

As blood dripped, the Dwarf immediately caught it with the straw doll and drew a rune on the doll with the blood.

Then he recited another long hymn.

While he recited, the rune drawn with blood on the straw doll gradually seeped into the interior of the doll.

As the rune completely vanished, everyone suddenly heard what sounded like a roaring scream in their ears.

Following this, all present saw a momentary illusion.

They witnessed an invisible white fog continuously emerging from Richard’s body, steadily entering the straw doll with the Dwarf’s hymn.

“This Dwarf’s High Priest is impressive,” murmured Kava.

After a long while, the Dwarf finally ceased his chanting.

Richard’s body also slightly shuddered.

Following that, Richard sat up abruptly from the beast skins, as if he had fought off sleep paralysis.

“Time flies so fast, thirty years… no, why is there a Magic Dwarf in my laboratory?”