"Phew …"
Isidor heaved a sigh of relief after receiving the promise. His guarded expression and tense nerves quickly relaxed.
He knew that if a mage swore an oath in the name of an arcane mage, they would lose all their profession levels if they went against it. Normally, no mage would be willing to bear such a consequence, so he was temporarily out of danger. The next thing he had to deal with was the terrifying blue flames on his body.
In fact, Isidor had a chance to escape, but he chose to stay and negotiate because he was not 100% sure that he could expel the little flames.
As a sinister and cunning necromancer, he would never risk his life.
Not in the past!
Not now!
Not in the future!
Feeling the evil power of the skull in his hand, André quickly made a simple appraisal. After a while, detailed information appeared in his vision.
"Sorcerer's Skull: Made from the skull and soul of a young paladin girl. It is filled with the power of distortion and pain. Anyone who possesses it will increase the power and duration of necromancy spells by 10%. This effect does not stack with any other magical items. (Note: This is an extremely evil magical item, so only people from the evil camp can use it.)"
As expected, if one wanted to use this pale skull, they would have to completely abandon their humanity and become a monster that was completely dominated by desires and instincts like a demon.
It was obvious that this item was not suitable for Andre. So, after a few glances, he threw it beside the spellbook. Then, a cold smile appeared on his face as he continued to speak to the old mage, "Since the first condition of the deal is done, let's talk about the second condition. That is the compensation for the loss."
"Compensation for losses?"
Isidor's eyes widened, revealing a look of disbelief.
He originally thought that after paying the price for his life and exchanging information for the other party to deal with the little flames on his body, it would be settled.
But he never thought that there would be such a thing waiting for him.
Shameless!
Simply too shameless!
Now, he finally understood the feelings of those who had been forced by him.
"Yes, compensation for losses. It's like two countries going to war. The losing side not only has to pay their own ransom, but also compensate the other side for the losses they suffered in the war. Isn't this a matter of heaven and earth?
I lost a precious Fireball Magic Staff in the battle just now, plus all the clothes on my body. You better give me a satisfactory compensation, otherwise … "
At this point, André suddenly paused with a meaningful expression on his face.
"Although I have sworn that I will not kill you with my own hands, this does not mean that I will not beat you half to death and imprison you. If you choose to resist during this period, then I will treat it as an act of hostility. I believe that you should know the consequences."
After hearing this, Isidor's entire body trembled slightly. On one hand, it was because of the intense pain caused by the flames burning his muscles. On the other hand, it was because of his anger.
There was no way he wouldn't be angry. Even a normal person would fly into a rage when faced with such blatant extortion, let alone a high and mighty mage.
If it weren't for the situation, he would never have endured such humiliation.
But unfortunately, as the saying goes, people under the eaves have no choice but to lower their heads …
Compared to his belongings and magical equipment, his own life was more important. After thinking this through, Isidor hurriedly took a few deep breaths and forcefully suppressed his anger. He raised his head and asked with gritted teeth, "Say it, what else do you want?
Say it all at once! "
"Hehe, it seems that you are a smart person.
You know, I like smart people because they are always able to understand their own situation at the first moment, and at the same time, understand what others are trying to say.
Since you have said this, I will not beat around the bush. It is very simple, leave behind all the magical items, scrolls, potions and so on. The only thing you can keep is your spellbook. "
André stated his demands without hesitation. In order to express his determination, he did not hesitate to put on a tough battle stance. As long as the other party dared to say no, he would immediately welcome a thunderous attack.
Anger!
Isidor only felt a surge of evil fire rising from the bottom of his heart. His eyes began to fill with blood in just a few seconds. After a while, his breathing became hurried as he roared, "There is a limit to my patience!
Don't go too far! "
"Too far?
No, no, no, I don't think it's too far at all. "
André stretched out a finger and lightly shook it in front of the other party.
"Think carefully, how much is a Fireball Magic Staff worth?
It is probably more expensive than everything you have on you. If you take it to a big city to auction, it can easily sell for a sky-high price.
I sincerely suggest that you reconsider. If you refuse, then I will have no choice but to take extreme measures. "
Perhaps the threat of force was effective, or perhaps he had finally thought it through. Money was just a mere worldly possession and was far less important than his own life.
In any case, after struggling for a few minutes, Isidor's face was ashen as he slowly took off the ring on his finger, the amulet on his neck, the bag on his belt, the scroll box, and threw them one by one on the ground …
Without a doubt, in front of wealth and his life, he chose the latter.
He did not play any tricks, nor did he try to hide one or two magical items. This was because he knew that under the gaze of the Secret Vision, everything related to magic would emit various kinds of light. Even if he swallowed it, it would be useless.
Seeing the last bottle of potion being thrown on the ground, André nodded with satisfaction, "Very good, thank you for your cooperation. In return, I can first relieve your pain."
Saying this, he raised his arm and snapped his fingers.
In an instant!
The blue flames attached to the old mage's skin seemed to have been summoned and quickly flew towards André. In the blink of an eye, they merged into his body and disappeared without a trace, as if they had never been there.
As the flames disappeared, Isidor's body revealed a large number of burn marks. What made him feel strange was that these burns were not as serious as he had imagined, and were even forming scabs at a miraculous speed.
After discovering this, he immediately raised his head and looked at the young man standing in front of him with an astonished gaze. His eyes were filled with a strong desire.
Obviously, this was not a normal flame. It contained countless things that would make mages go crazy, and it might even contain the secret to becoming an immortal.