Wizard: Start with Biological Transformation to Grind Experience novel Chapter 94

Chapter 94: 002: Night Talks

Lynch was speechless.

What impression had Avery left on him over the past few days?

Confident, decisive, and commanding!

She truly embodied the archetype of a queen—a template fit for the leading heroine of a female-centric novel.

But now, what was this sudden display of coquettishness?

Gossipy, chatty, incessantly talkative.

How was she any different from the ordinary witches he knew?

"Boring."

Lynch couldn’t be bothered. He sat down by the fire, closed his eyes, and continued his cultivation. _{frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓}

Avery, unfazed by the snub, shrugged and said, "Relax. He poses no threat to you. Your concerns are unnecessary."

Pausing for a moment, she suddenly added, "Aren’t you curious? In just two or three years, while even purebloods like us, blessed with abundant resources, are still stuck as mid-level apprentices, how has he already advanced to high-level apprentice so early?"

Lynch raised an eyebrow and opened his eyes. "What did you say?"

Avery merely smiled and remained silent, returning to sit beside the fire.

Lynch’s lips twitched.

He had to admit that this woman indeed had a knack for stirring intrigue; with just a few words, she had successfully piqued his curiosity.

He cut straight to the point: "What will it take for you to spill it?"

This information was far too significant for him.

"Hmm... let me think..."

Avery pretended to deliberate for a while before suddenly saying, "Put away your glasses. Until this journey concludes."

Lynch didn’t understand why she made such a peculiar request. Regardless, he saw no harm and immediately took off his glasses.

Avery stared at him again for a moment. "Truly handsome, huh?"

She chuckled. "You know, I’m acquainted with some very wealthy witches. Someone like you—fresh-faced and charming—would be quite popular among them. Want me to introduce you?"

Annoyed, Lynch retorted, "Can we get to the point already?"

Avery pouted playfully: "You’re no fun."

Finally, before Lynch could lose his temper, she revealed the information he yearned to hear.

She asked, "Before I explain, I want to ask—do you know Alfred’s mentor, Wizard Murphy?"

Lynch replied, "I’ve heard of him. He’s said to be a master of magic potion studies."

Avery responded, "That’s not what I’m asking about. I mean his background. Do you know where he comes from?"

Lynch thought for a moment, then shook his head.

Avery’s expression grew more serious: "He’s actually a black wizard."

Lynch froze. "A black wizard?"