I Am Doing Daily Tasks in the Wizarding World

Vielvi stared at the water demon, her gaze fixed for a long moment, suddenly overlapping with the image of someone from her memory.

“Uncle Dybala!” Vielvi shrieked.

She couldn’t reconcile this mad and ferocious monster with her kind, tall, and gentle uncle.

In her memories, Uncle Dybala was the most elegant gentleman in the family. She faintly recalled that it might have been because Uncle Dybala had fallen in love with a commoner woman and incurred her grandfather’s wrath.

After that, she hardly saw him. Her father had told her that Uncle Dybala had been banished to a remote family estate.

At that time, she had felt some regret.

But she had never imagined that her missing uncle would be locked away here.

“Is the little creature next to you the food you brought for Uncle? It smells really sweet, there’s a kind of… a kind of captivating scent.” Dybala narrowed his eyes.

Then, his gaze shifted to Lauren at the back.

“An interesting reptile, perhaps with a unique taste,” Dybala hissed, his tongue black and elongated, nearly reaching his chest.

Viscous liquid dripped from his tongue onto the ground.

“Uncle Dybala, why are you here?” Vielvi asked.

“Why am I here?” Dybala repeated in a self-muttered tone, suddenly turning fierce, as if provoked by something.

In a fit of frenzy, he clenched his fists and struck the ground forcefully, shattering the blue stone tiles.

“Why am I here!? Well, you should certainly ask your dear grandfather, my own dear father! They were the ones who chose me and threw me into this hell with their own hands!”

“If I’ve become a demon, it’s because they forced me to!”

Dybala gasped, and it seemed like a glimmer of clarity returned to his senses.

“Vielvi,” Dybala inquired, “tell me, how is my beloved Marasia? They promised me a respectable job for her, to raise our child together.”

Vielvi’s eyes filled with confusion. She had never heard of Uncle Dybala having a child before.

Seeing the perplexity in Vielvi’s eyes, Dybala’s expression gradually darkened.

“So it’s all a lie, from beginning to end, all lies,” Dybala rasped.

“I don’t know…” Vielvi stammered, utterly at a loss.

“Sorry for interrupting your family reunion,” Lynn interjected, “but I’d like to know where all those people your family captured have gone. Is there another place aside from here where they’re being held?”

Dybala turned his gaze toward Lynn and grinned wickedly. “Those captured people? Well, they’ve all become my meals.”

Lynn’s smile disappeared from his face. “This joke is not funny.”

“If you could dive underwater, you’d find the seabed littered with white bones. Maybe it was my dinner last week, or perhaps the month before?” Dybala grinned maliciously.

“Once a week, huh? Good to know,” Lynn replied calmly.

The fool across from him didn’t specify if it was yesterday’s dinner or today’s, which might provide an opportunity.

It seemed like his sister had probably been hidden elsewhere on the estate. The most troublesome part was that she might not even be on the estate.

It made sense, such matters were typically kept hidden from the younger generation in a family.

Lynn had stumbled upon the Bolent family’s secret by pure accident.

The rumors circulating outside were indeed true— the Bolent family possessed extraordinary inheritance.

Dybala suddenly charged at Lynn, prompting Lynn to pull Vielvi with him as he retreated, positioning Lauren as a barrier between them.

The chain, extending from the ankle to the ceiling, curved and tightened.

It stopped just shy of touching Lynn when there were less than two meters between them.

Clang—

The chain tightened, and the claws almost touched.

“Are you not afraid of me?” Dybala inquired.

“Your enemy is not me,” Lynn replied, turning away.

He had no interest in getting involved in the family’s feud, especially when the other party was unwilling to communicate.

At the same time, Lynn took Vielvi with him.

If he truly couldn’t find his sister, he decided to use Vielvi as a pawn, a hostage to exchange for his missing sibling.

“Master, how did you know the chain couldn’t reach us?” Lauren asked.

“Because there’s a line underfoot,” Lynn explained.

While surveying the surroundings, he had noticed the line beneath his feet.

In this place, the appearance of a semi-circular line was particularly intriguing.

He observed that the center of this semi-circle seemed to be precisely at the top of the chain.

Coupled with their brief encounter, he sensed that the water demon’s emotions were somewhat unstable. For their own safety, those who raised the water demon naturally needed a safe boundary.

Therefore… it wasn’t challenging to deduce.

“Wait,” Dybala’s voice came from behind.

“Can you do me a favor?” Dybala requested.

Lynn’s steps did not falter.

“I can tell you where our family hides people. My brother has pedophilic tendencies. If you’re late, there might be some results you don’t want to see,” Dybala said.

Lynn paused.

Seeing Lynn stop, Dybala’s face showed a triumphant smile. “It’s simple. Help me steal a key.”

“No need for such trouble,” Lynn said, holding a staff and aiming at the chain above the ceiling.

As the tip of the staff emitted a purple glow, in the damp air, a swirling liquid gradually took form.

Dybala’s pupils contracted, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. He suddenly understood the confidence of the man in front of him. It turned out that he also possessed extraordinary powers like himself, and he didn’t have to transform into the monstrous appearance that he did.

“Tell me the answer first,” Lynn said.

Dybala responded, “I’ll tell you, the answer lies in his study. Behind his study, there’s a separate room, where those girls were all kept— of course, this has been going on for several years. I can’t guarantee if he has changed locations now. As for how to open that secret room, there’s a black box in a compartment in his bookshelf. Rotate that box, and you’ll open the secret room.”

“Acid Missile.” Lynn’s staff’s tip launched acidic projectiles toward the ceiling.

Whether intentional or not, this mass of acid hit the top chain just right but veered slightly off.

The highly corrosive acid dissolved the iron chain, leaving only a small part attached at the top.

Dybala pulled the chain, and chunks of ceiling plaster fell.

It was unlocked but not completely opened.

However, with his strength, it wouldn’t take long to completely pull down the remaining bit of the iron chain still fixed to the ceiling.

Dybala’s eyes gleamed with excitement, like a wild wolf. He grabbed the chain with both hands and fervently pulled it down. “My brother, and my father, wait for me, wait for me!”

Taking advantage of this time, Lynn had already led the two out of the underground.

“You should know where your father’s study is,” Lynn said to Vielvi.

Having witnessed Lynn casting spells, Vielvi dared not act presumptuously.

She obediently nodded and then guided Lynn to her father’s study.

The first-floor hall of the estate was brightly lit and bustling.

“Is your family hosting a banquet?” Lynn asked.

“I heard that a duke’s daughter from the kingdom arrived. My father and a few brothers are circling around that duke’s daughter like a group of stallions in heat,” Vielvi said nonchalantly.

With Vielvi as the insider, they smoothly reached Vielvi’s father’s study.

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