Chapter 163. Help me.
Chapter 163 Save Me
The witch’s corresponding front face suddenly turned sideways, revealing another face under the front hood.
Observing from the nose and chin, it should be a young man’s face. And with a handsome line and a straight nose, his appearance shouldn’t be bad.
The man-face opened his mouth, “I can exchange credits with you and promise to give you a good pair of eyes.”
Having gone through several witch body transformations, Saul was not resistant to replacing limbs. But the organ of the eyes was important and dangerous.
Whether the other party was eyeing his eyes or his cocoon, Saul couldn’t just hand it over.
“I! Want! Want!” Witchface didn’t give up, she even pouted like a child.
It was just that pouting with this face was an eyesore.
“Quiet!” The man chided, but after the witch shut up, he continued to raise his chips on Saul, “I can guarantee that the eyes I give you are absolutely good. If you are not satisfied with human eyes, I also have the eyes of chilling birds, queen flies, and other transcendent creatures here.”
Saul let go of the cart’s hands and smiled politely, “I’m sorry, I don’t have any plans to change my eyes at the moment, if I have a need, I will go to you.”
The man raised his hand and lifted his hood, revealing a pair of blue and purple heterochromatic pupils, and gave Saul a deep look.
Just when Saul thought he would make a move, the man suddenly lowered his hood again.
“My name is Haywood. If you change your mind, you can find me in the first storeroom. I have a better remodeling plan for your hands, too.”
After saying that, Haywood continued on his way, only for the witch face at the back of his head to crow like a baby.
The quiet corridor suddenly echoed with the eerie sound of crying for a long time.
Saul waited until the other party pushed open the metal door and disappeared from view, only then did he wipe the cold sweat from his temples and continue to push the cart forward.
As the man revealed his eyes, Saul suddenly had a chilling feeling of being seen through.
It was as if that Heywood had penetrating eyes and scanned his entire body for secrets.
Especially when his eyes swept over Saul’s white bone arms, the magic power in Saul’s body also began to fluctuate uncontrollably.
It was fortunate that there was no warning in the diary, or else Saul was ready to make the first move.
“The other party is a rather powerful third level apprentice. Now that it’s in the Sorcerer’s Tower, the opponent has something to fear. But if he meets Heywood outside the Sorcerer’s Tower, he may not still consult with himself.”
Saul clenched his fists, and his white bones tightened a little and clicked.
“Can’t be satisfied with a second level apprentice, even at the same level there are people who are stronger than me, still need to continue learning before I can do so!”
Saul walked to the metal door and waited for a while before raising his guard and pushing the door open.
The room piled with boxes was empty, the double-faced Haywood had no intention of sneaking in and had long since left.
When he met Mentor Katz, he was in his lab instructing new apprentices.
There were four apprentices in the lab, all around ten years old, and were looking up at Kaz in ignorance, and were rewarded with Kaz’s merciless taunts.
One of the girls even had red eyes in aggravation.
“Mentor, I’ve brought all the materials you wanted.” Waiting for Kaz to stop, Sol hurriedly carted forward.
“All of you go back, if you can’t learn this little bit, don’t be a sorcerer!”
Kaz dismissed the others and didn’t take a closer look at what Saul had sent, pushing the cart aside.
“These things aren’t important. How are you adapting to your new job?” Kaz took a rare interest in Saul’s job.
“It’s okay, there’s a lot of material in the warehouse, and it takes more time to find things. I’m trying to organize it.”
“…… Is that what you’re feeling?” Kaz frowned at Sol, “What about the corpses?”
The necropolis did give Saul an eerie feeling, but compared to his previous experience in the Sorcerer’s Tower, it wasn’t that scary.
“A bit naughty.” Saul thought for a moment and summarized.
“Heh ……” Kaz pretended he didn’t hear it, “The second storeroom is the most dangerous place in the Wizard Tower, but at the same time, it’s also the safest place. You are very good at research, the method of the first sorcerer body transformation was amazing even to me, I hope you can continue to work hard, but remember to shift your main goal to soul research.”
“Okay, I will continue to work hard.” Sol promised in a single breath.
How many times was this the mentor mentioning soul research to himself?
Saul more or less sensed a hint of urgency from the other party’s words.
Did Mentor Kazi trust himself that much? Thinking that his research would definitely help Golza?
That was a tower master, a full-fledged sorcerer at the peak of the second order!
Sol’s eyes flashed.
Could it be that the Tower Lord’s state, was getting worse?
Was that why Mentor Kaz had shared a portion of his hope with himself in despair?
After mentioning it for a moment, Kaz changed the subject. He examined Sol’s recent studies and gave Sol a partial list of books to use as tutoring materials.
But what Saul most wanted to learn about soul disembodiment, Mentor Kaz didn’t give him much advice.
“I can only say that since you are not injured, it shouldn’t be an external force that caused the disembodiment. You can pay attention to what changes have occurred in the state of both the body and the soul.”
Sol pondered.
After bidding farewell to his mentor, he pushed his cart through the passageway on the fourteenth floor back to the West Tower.
Saul hadn’t been back to the dormitory for a few days.
This twelfth floor dormitory hadn’t been lived in for a day since he moved here.
There were several open and unopened boxes piled up in the dormitory. The tables, cabinets, and the bedroom inside were a mess.
Saul finally understood why when Senior Byron moved to the new dormitory for so long, it was still a mess inside.
Finally free today, he opened all the boxes and stacked them in a row against the wall.
This was considered cleaned up.
Saul went to the washroom and took a bath, although he had learned to clean a new one, but witchcraft is no more comfortable than a bubble bath.
However just as Saul climbed out of the bath, in the vapor, he suddenly saw something wrong with the image in the mirror across the room.
“What is it?”
Saul, carrying a half-dried towel in his hand, walked over to it warily.
The mirror was full of water spray, and all that could be seen was a blurry shadow approaching.
Saul raised his hand and shook it.
The figure in the mirror lifted its hand and shook it as well.
The movements were of the same frequency, as if the abnormality just now was just an illusion of Saul.
But the last thing Saul believed was that he could have an illusion.
He raised his hand and rubbed a towel directly on the mirror.
The surface of the mirror that the towel wiped was also covered with water stains, but it finally allowed Saul to see the face in the mirror.
The …… face revealed in the mirror was a woman s face.
This face, Saul had seen.
It was the same face that had flashed under the dark shadows before Vinnie had left.
“Vinnie?” Saul asked tentatively.
Vinnie in the mirror was expressionless at first, and under Saul’s gaze the corners of her mouth twitched a little, and finally her whole face twitched.
She opened her mouth and kept opening and closing it, trying to say something, but the mirror stopped her dead in her tracks.
Saul walked over to her, “Vinnie, what are you trying to say?”
He kept an eye on Diary, but Diary didn’t think he would be in danger.
“There is usually no danger in the dormitory, so this could be Vinnie communicating something to me.” Saul pondered, “To listen …… or not to listen?”
Mentors always emphasized with Saul that the unknown was scary, but sometimes the known could be just as dangerous.
Saul raised his hand and pressed it against the mirror, “If you want to talk ……”
Suddenly, the face in the mirror violently enlarged, and Vinnie’s clear face suddenly turned into a ghastly ghostly face as if it had been corroded by sulfuric acid.
The vapor from the mirror blocked most of the oozing image, revealing only pitted lower eyelids and a bit of the bridge of her nose.
A droplet of water slipped from the corner of her eye, and Saul’s fingertips touched the mirror, surprisingly actually catching the tear.
“Help me …… help me …… help me …… help me ……”
Saul violently retracted his hand.
This voice was familiar to him, it was the voice of the puppet doll that tested the spiritual power!
Could it be that it was Vinnie who had been calling for help inside the doll all along?
Or Mrs. Yura!
(End of chapter)