The Bizarre Wizarding World

Answer only when asked—this was the Second Rank Lower interrogation witchcraft that Colin had recently learned.

Although its actual effect was not as powerful as its name suggested, with many limitations, it was enough to deal with the mentally weak Alec.

"Now it's half a day..." Colin raised his eyebrows slightly and continued to inquire, "Be more specific, how long could you maintain clarity before?"

"At first, after consuming one person, I could maintain clarity for a month, but later it grew shorter and shorter, until now I can only maintain it for half a day."

Colin nodded lightly, then asked in a soft voice,

"Tell me everything that happened, about how you obtained the Giant Mountain Breathing Method, and how you turned into what you are now."

Under the influence of the witchcraft, Alec divulged all the events.

It turned out that the records of the Wood Family were not false, and Alec had not lied in his own autobiography.

He really had discovered the Giant Mountain Breathing Method from the body of a peculiar cave creature!

And like Onions, he had once, out of the need to survive, eaten cave creatures.

But they were not plants; they were animals!

According to Alec, most of the cave animals were beneficial for practicing the Giant Mountain Breathing Method!

And like Onions, at first, he thought this was a gift from the heavens, indulging without restraint in consuming various types of cave monsters, even figuring out which tasted better and which were easier to catch.

But gifts of fate always come with a hidden price, and Alec later tasted the bitter fruit as madness eroded his mind.

Later, during one of his fits of madness, he accidentally discovered that consuming humans could suppress the state of insanity.

So, to cure himself, Alec stepped decisively onto the path of cannibalism.

By relying on the clarity brought by consuming humans, Alec maintained an apparently normal life.

Until he was over 120 years old, he suddenly realized that he showed no signs of aging at all, which led to his ecstatic joy after the initial shock.

But by that time, his body was still growing, and his purple-black skin continued to spread.

So, in the following 'living' twenty years or so, Alec began to make arrangements for 'after death,' citing old age and frailty as reasons to gradually reduce his public appearances.

Finally, at the age of 142, Alec announced he had died a natural death.

The Wood Family held a grand funeral, and everyone lamented the end of a legendary Knight's life; his rags-to-riches story even remained a popular topic for many years to come.

But in reality, Alec quietly went to an underground mansion built on the outskirts and continued living a life of luxury and ease.

By then, his stature had grown to over three meters, and the purple-black skin had spread to his face, resembling some kind of evil Demon.

Alec believed that this kind of life would last a very long time.

As his body grew, he also felt an increase in strength, and cannibalism seemed to perfectly solve the problem of his madness.

He even imagined that one day he could stand on equal footing with powerful Wizards.

However, the good times did not last long, and at the age of 182, Alec suddenly found that the effectiveness of consuming humans had plummeted, dropping from about a month at a time to about half a month!

At first, Alec thought there was a problem with the "food," so he urged his descendants to find more human flesh.

Not only did they fail to find any issues with the human flesh, but the carelessly acting descendants almost exposed the greatest secret of the Wood Family!

Enraged, Alec directly consumed that descendant, casting a shadow of fear over the Wood Family for a while.

But at the same time, Alec was surprised to find that he had acquired a special charm ability.

The cloud of fear over the Wood Family quickly dissipated, and they became exceptionally united.

In the nearly two hundred years that followed, there were no accidents in the tribute of human flesh.

A few years later, at the age of 190, Alec's body had grown to a full six meters tall.

As his body grew too large, even the underground mansion, designed with extra space in mind, could no longer accommodate him.

Moreover, Alec's need for cave animals became greater—if he didn't ensure a regular intake of cave creatures, he could clearly feel his body weakening quickly, even to the point of death.

But the Wood Family could no longer satisfy his needs with the limited number of cave creatures they captured.

Alec had to take matters into his own hands.

Although the underground mansion he had originally built was not far from the cave area, just next to it,

Alec, now enormous and with a bizarre appearance, was especially conspicuous even under the cover of night.

So after a Wizard Apprentice accidentally discovered his trail and he killed the apprentice with great difficulty, Alec resolved to move into that previously mentioned cave.

The years that followed were somewhat uneventful, nothing significant happened, and Alec's body continued growing. In the dark cave he inhabited, a mountain of bleached bones gradually piled up.

...

When Alec had finished speaking, the effect of the Answer only when asked witchcraft had almost dissipated, and a look of struggle began to surface in his eyes.

The silver-white hall was very quiet.

Onions was still immersed in the past Alec had described.

Beside him, Orkot's expression was complex, bewildered with a hint of disbelief, his pale lips muttering,

"I've been controlled all this time?"

"Ah!" Alec finally broke free from witchcraft's control, gasping violently, his head throbbing as if he had just had a nightmarish breakdown!

"What exactly did you do to me..."

Swish!

Colin, expressionless, waved his hand and reinforced the witchcraft.

Alec fell back into confusion.

After pondering for a moment, Colin continued to ask,

"Where is the true original of the Giant Mountain Breathing Method now?"

"In..." This question seemed to touch upon Alec's taboo, even under the spell, his voice clearly hesitated for a moment.

Fortunately, the compulsion of the spell was not for naught; after a pause, Alec still gave the answer—

"It's in my stomach."

Indeed, there was an actual original of the Giant Mountain Breathing Method!

Colin slightly raised his eyebrows, then turned his gaze to Alec's massive abdomen.

Just the size of this abdomen was at least as large as an average house.

Colin couldn't help but feel a headache, as the compulsion only made the subject truthfully answer his questions and did not control the subject.

It was the combined use with Temple Ring Binding that had made Alec so compliant.

After weighing his options, Colin first dispelled the compulsion and then said to Alec, who showed signs of pain,

"Do you want to expel the Giant Mountain Breathing Method yourself, or shall I retrieve it myself?"

Having suffered from the compulsion twice in a row, Alec felt as if his brain had just been stirred fiercely with a red-hot iron drill!

Dizziness, pain, nausea... The flood of negative sensations was so overwhelming that he didn't even hear what Colin had said.

If it weren't for his life force nourishing his spirit resiliently, just these two compulsions could have caused permanent damage to Alec's soul.

"Do I need to repeat myself?"

"Do you want to expel the Giant Mountain Breathing Method yourself, or shall I retrieve it myself?"

Colin's voice grew colder.

Alec finally heard Colin's question clearly and hesitated.

However, Colin was not so patient.

Alec only heard a cold snort, followed by a bone-chilling coldness in his abdomen, and then intense pain!

He looked down to see a thin, wide blue blade of ice steadily cutting into his abdomen, its strong chill slowing the healing process.

As the wound grew bigger and the pain more intense, panic surged within Alec; he urgently shouted,

"Wait, I'll expel it, I'll do it myself!"

He didn't wait for Colin's response and attempted to control his stomach to expel the true original of the Giant Mountain Breathing Method.

But Alec then realized something with a start—he had forgotten he was still immobile.

"My lord, you'll need to release your binding on me first!"

Two minutes later.

After a prolonged regurgitation from Alec, a pale golden book fell into his hands, which he then carefully handed to Colin.

The latter frowned slightly, and with a wave of his hand, cast a Golden Cleaning Technique before reaching out to take the book.

Holding the original Giant Mountain Breathing Method in hand, the first thing Colin felt was its special material.

'It seems to be... some kind of beast skin?'

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Colin continued to examine the book.

Although the Giant Mountain Breathing Method was made of beast skin, the binding was not crude, but rather neat and uniform, a tidy rectangle.

There were no words on the cover, only a numerical code—"2".

"2... Could there be a '1'?"

Continuing to examine the Giant Mountain Breathing Method, after a thorough review, Colin finally understood—

This so-called original of the Giant Mountain Breathing Method was clearly the research notes of a certain Wizard!