I Don't Need Special Services

"My lord, thank you for saving me." Thor climbed up from the ground. Although his legs were still a bit weak, he insisted on standing up to look directly at the man in pink bandages.

"New apprentice, do not stay alone in the East Tower until you have gained enough knowledge and power. At night, only your dormitory is safe."

His voice was low, yet exceptionally clear.

"I'm sorry, my lord, I didn't know..."

"Don't say you've seen me."

Thor's words were cut off halfway by the person opposite him.

The bandaged man waved his hand, and a gust of breeze brushed past, causing Thor to blink involuntarily.

When he opened his eyes again, Thor found that he was already standing outside the door of dormitory 604.

He quickly scanned the corridors on both sides; the dim candlelight flickered slightly, and everything was silent.

With no time to overthink, Thor opened the door and dashed into the dormitory.

Twelve o'clock had passed.

The blue hourglass flipped instantly, the sand that had accumulated at the bottom began to fall once more, and time continued its slow passage.

Two dormitory doors on the eleventh floor of the West Tower opened simultaneously.

Mark walked from his dim room into the even dimmer corridor and looked at the door diagonally across from him.

"Twelve o'clock has passed, our agreement ends here. I will only make this move once; regardless of whether he survives or not, he will only be my junior apprentice from now on."

At this moment, there was not a hint of impatience or a trace of a smile on Mark's face.

Sid stepped out of the dormitory across the hall, a faint smile hanging on his face.

"Of course, that's what we agreed upon. However, don't you want to know why I am so determined to kill that kid?"

"I don't." Mark finished speaking, retreated into his dormitory, and slammed the door shut.

"How boring. People who deal with corpses all day are always like this."

Sid's golden hair looked dull under the dim candlelight. He lowered his head, and the play of light and shadow split his face into several sections.

His expression twisted for a moment, then returned to a gloomy state.

"That Death Wizard Diary must be on that kid. The diary only reappears after its previous owner dies. You brat, blame your own luck; the diary I've sought for years was tossed onto your head by chance."

Sid clenched his right hand a few times, as if he could still recall the subtle texture of grabbing that hard-covered book.

Unfortunately, due to momentum, it was only after he threw the book away that he realized it was the item he had been looking for.

However, when he kicked Thor's corpse aside and frantically searched his body, he found that the hard-covered book had vanished.

Yet, the Thor beneath his feet had resumed breathing.

There was only one explanation: the hard-covered book must have saved him!

Looking at Thor's childish face, Sid wanted to kill him with his own hands countless times.

But he couldn't. According to his grandfather's records, the diary could not be obtained by the murderer who killed its owner.

He had to make other arrangements.

Sid retreated into his dormitory bit by bit and squeezed his eyes shut.

"Death Wizard Diary, what kind of charm do you have? Why did my grandfather kill all his relatives and friends just to obtain you?"

Although Sid was full of questions, his heart was resolute.

Anything that could make such an outstanding grandfather pursue it with such madness, he was determined to obtain!

After experiencing a chaotic, dangerous, and crazy day, Thor still had to get up early for class tomorrow.

Reality was truly helpless.

It was twelve o'clock, and he lay on his bed, forcing himself to fall asleep.

But that eerie and terrifying scene in the laboratory kept playing over and over in his mind.

Was the anomaly in the laboratory related to senior Mark? And why did he want to kill him?

Who exactly was that man in pink bandages? Could he be one of the five mentors?

"Calling him 'man in pink bandages' doesn't seem very polite," Thor thought about some trivial matters to cheer himself up. "He's so powerful, he suppressed all those anomalies in an instant. Let's just call him Big Pink for now."

In his daze, Thor felt he was about to fall asleep.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Why was someone knocking on the door? Was it already morning? Had Keli come to find him?

Thor scrambled up and turned on the light, only to find that it was just past one o'clock.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

The person outside the door was still knocking.

Thor did not really want to go over. Having just experienced such a terrifying scene, he was now a bit jumpy and extremely on edge.

"My lord."

The person outside the door could not wait any longer and called out softly. Judging by the voice, it was actually the maid from earlier that day.

Thor walked to the door and opened it just a tiny crack.

It was indeed the maid from the day.

She was draped in a pink silk cloak.

Only her beautiful face and fair neck were visible, and underneath that... it seemed she was wearing nothing at all.

Thor stood inside the doorway.

"What are you here for?"

"My lord," the maid smiled, a blush rising on her face, "I know you are still young, but don't you want to touch?"

As soon as the words fell, the maid raised her hand, and the silk slid smoothly against her bare skin, falling to her feet to reveal...

A body carved out of wood!

Thor recoiled violently and reached to slam the door shut, but the other party thrust her head forward, wedging her face into the gap so that only her mouth remained visible.

Those lips parted, and she shouted loudly.

"Save me... kill me! Kill me! Kill me!"

"Knock, knock, knock!"

It was still the sound of knocking.

Thor snapped his eyes open, gasping for air.

"Was it a dream?"

He leaped out of bed, turned up the candle, and looked at the hourglass clock.

Twelve-thirty.

It had indeed been a dream.

Thor picked up the crystal ball from the table and slowly approached the door.

"Who is out there?"

It was very quiet outside the door.

"I don't need any special services," Thor raised his voice.

"...It's me, Kongsha."

"..."

Thor did not really want to open the door. Who knew if it was actually Kongsha outside, or something else entirely?

But he could not stay in his dormitory forever.

The door was opened just a crack, the kind that could be slammed shut at any moment.

Outside, a woman wearing a long dress and a hood, revealing only a delicate chin, stood there with the corners of her mouth slightly downturned.

"Lady Kongsha."

Thor stepped aside, and Kongsha walked straight in. She sat on Thor's chair and pulled back her hood.

Kongsha's head was still terrifying, but having just escaped death in the laboratory, Thor was already numb enough to face it calmly.

"Your life as an apprentice is quite exciting, isn't it? Someone trying to climb into your bed at such a young age?"

Kongsha crossed one leg over the other, resting one elbow on her hand and her chin on her palm, her sexy and slender figure fully on display.

If not for that half-head, she would truly be more attractive than any maid.

"You have finally come to find me." Thor closed the door behind him.

"You should understand your situation by now, shouldn't you?"

"If by that, Lady Kongsha, you mean the fact that my strongest elemental affinity was somehow converted into Dark Element... then I suppose I understand my situation."

"Hmph!" Kongsha let out a soft snort. "Do you think your elemental affinity is strong? If I hadn't helped you, you probably wouldn't even have been able to choose a major element."

Thor paused; what Kongsha said was likely true.

During meditation, he had discovered that while he seemed to be able to perceive all elemental particles, his affinity for each individual one was not strong.

He walked in front of Kongsha and softened his tone. "Senior Sister Kongsha, are you here to help me?"

"Of course. Or did you think I came here to provide you with special services?" Kongsha sneered, opening her hand to reveal a small medicine bottle in her palm.

It was the very same bottle that had been used to treat Thor's injuries previously.

"Senior Sister, what is this?"

"This is a potion that can temporarily increase your affinity for the Dark Element."

"Is this the potion I drank last time?"

"Not exactly the same. Take one drop of this before you meditate every day, and it will maintain high-intensity perception for several hours. After you adapt for a month, I will give you a new potion to help your magic power reach 10 Joules during your first test."

How did she know I needed to reach 10 Joules of magic power in my first test? Who told her?

Thor looked at the potion before him, his heart stirred, yet he did not accept it immediately.

"Senior, may I ask first, are there any side effects after taking this potion?"