Wizard:Start as a Potion Master

Blom stood motionless beside Wolf Two, who crouched low on all fours, its feral form radiating menace.

Toldo's pupils constricted as he realized the scale of what he faced. It was bad enough to encounter Blom, a massive, armored humanoid monster, but now there was also a giant wolf, nearly as large as Blom.

"Is that...his mount?" Toldo muttered in disbelief.

What kind of place was the Peter Barony?

How could such monsters lurk at its borders?

Toldo, no fool despite his brutality, prided himself on his cunning as a Beast Knight and a chieftain. Yet, here he stood, facing creatures far more terrifying than the wolves of the steppes.

"These beasts..." he thought, "they're more like the Beast God's true disciples than we are."

A wave of doubt crept over him. Could he truly escape, even with the Beast Prayer empowering him?

He clenched his fists.

No. He was a Bulgar warrior, a child of the steppes. He would rather die than flee in cowardice. He would not disgrace the Beast God.

Blom broke his thoughts.

"Relax. My master's pet and those other messenger wolves won't join the fight. It's just you and me."

"I only ask that you stay still, so I can finish my task quickly. Thanks in advance."

Toldo roared and charged forward, faster now thanks to the Beast Prayer. But Blom observed something curious in his movements—an unnatural intensity that hinted at more than just physical enhancement.

Blom backpedaled smoothly, drawing his bow and firing arrows in rapid succession.

Toldo ignored an arrow that struck his side, his speed undiminished. With a snarl, he scooped up a fallen axe mid-charge, ready to cleave his enemy in two.

'Clang!'

The axe met an arrow midair, sparks flying as the sharp steel edges collided. The arrow chipped the axe blade but was itself shattered in the process.

But then Toldo hesitated, sensing something amiss.

Blom's arrows seemed slower, and—was that a small glass vial tied to the latest shaft?

Before Toldo could react, his axe shattered the vial.

A mist of purple-gray potion erupted, clinging to his skin and seeping into his body through his pores.

Within moments, Toldo's left leg stiffened, refusing to move. He stumbled, hopping awkwardly on his right leg, shouting, "What have you done to me?"

Blom capitalized on the moment, creating more distance and loosing another arrow. This one carried a vial of Sleep Bugs Potion, which shattered on impact. A swarm of tiny magical insects emerged, burrowing into Toldo's body.

His vision blurred, and his limbs grew heavy.

Seizing the opportunity, Blom shot an arrow directly into Toldo's chest, piercing through his torso. Yet even as blood poured from the wound, Toldo refused to fall, staggering forward with his axe raised.

From afar, Su Nan analyzed the Beast Prayer through the Wolf Pack Connection.

> Analysis: The Beast Prayer allows the subject to completely ignore physical pain, enabling them to fight beyond their normal limits. However, this lack of pain awareness significantly increases the risk of fatal injuries. Unlike the stamina-based enhancements of Storm Knights, this prayer is a double-edged sword, reflecting the Beast God's cruel nature.

On the battlefield, Blom fired three more arrows, each landing cleanly in Toldo's torso. These would have been lethal blows for any normal man, but Toldo pressed on, his resolve unbroken.

Blom muttered, "That Beast Prayer of yours is terrifying. You're like a monster—still trying to take me down with you, even at death's door."

Toldo coughed up blood but grinned through the crimson spray.

"Monster? The real monsters are you...and your kind."

"I don't understand. Why are you attacking us? You're nothing like those weaklings from the Storm Kingdom."

Blom sighed and fired one final arrow into Toldo's heart. The Beast Knight fell to his knees, his strength finally giving out.

Blom stepped closer, speaking coldly.

"You attacked the merchant caravans of Maple Town. That alone sealed your fate. You violated the laws set by my master, Lord Su Nan Peter. His laws are absolute in this barony—above the words of your Beast God or even our Storm God."

"And rest assured, not just your group but the entire nearby Bulgar clan will pay for your transgressions."

Toldo's eyes widened in shock.

"Such a lord exists in the southern Storm Kingdom..." he whispered, his mind racing.

The Bulgars had rampaged freely across the kingdom for years, trampling its soldiers and leaders alike. Yet now, Toldo realized, they had underestimated the south.

He tried to rise, to fight again, to defend his tribe—only for his thoughts to end abruptly.

His head rolled to the ground, severed cleanly by an axe.

Blom froze, glancing at the source of the strike. It wasn't him, nor was it one of the wolves. The Beast Knight Squire, Toldo's own follower, stood over the corpse, wiping blood from his weapon.

The squire sneered at the lifeless head. "Beast Knight? Beast God's chosen? What a joke."

He turned to Blom, unfazed. "So, you don't seem surprised at all, do you?"

Far away, Su Nan's lips curled into a knowing smile.

"So, this is the work of the Blind Nun."

For weeks, Su Nan had been uncovering cultists attempting to infiltrate his territory. Analyzing the Bulgar's raiding patterns, he noticed an uncanny focus on his barony, as if some unseen force were steering them his way.

"And now," he mused, "a simple werewolf skirmish flushes them out."

Through the connection, Su Nan instructed Blom, "Retrieve the Beast Knight's corpse, especially his heart—it will be useful for my experiments. As for the squire, kill him. His physiology is unusual; I suspect he's not fully human. I want to study him personally."

Blom readied himself, his gaze sharpening. "So you're just another lunatic cultist."

The squire laughed maniacally, his voice laced with frost.

"You Stormlanders are all the same—blind to the truth of a world where pain is happiness. Blind to the equality and freedom we offer. But no matter. By the name of the Blind Nun, I call forth the wind of indifference!"

His eyes began to cloud over with frost, the chill spreading across his face.

Far away, Su Nan's voice rang out in Blom's mind.

"Dodge left—his attack mimics spellcraft, likely tied to an energy-world bloodline. Stay alert."

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