Chapter 229 – Second Witch Body Transformation

Chapter 229 – Secondary Witch Body Transformation

Golza read intently, finishing one page and picking up another from the table.

When he had finished reading all of Sol’s derived formulas, he frowned in rare puzzlement.

“A very genius idea, not borrowing from it and opting for direct fusion, but much riskier. How can he be sure he’ll survive this destruction and rebuilding of spirit and flesh?”

Gortha put down the sketchpads, completely unconcerned that he had disturbed their original position.

He walked over to the sarcophagus and saw the small algae that seemed to be petrified.

Unlike Yura, Golza wasn’t offended by Koho’s arguably disrespectful defensive posture, and even stroked Koho’s bare head.

“You’re a good boy, and I’m sure Sol will be a better fit for you than Yura. When Sol becomes a third level apprentice, I’ll raise your seed and give it to Sol, okay?”

Algae froze and opened her mouth, a black tongue poking out between her shark-toothed teeth, and licked Gortha’s fingertips gently.

It couldn’t speak, and could only react with the most instinctive response based on its own perceptions.

Gortha smiled and narrowed his eyes, “So happy?”

Algae nodded.

Seeing this, Golza reached into his ‘arms’ and took a red candle from the cracked slit in the bandage.

He took Komo’s detached tentacle and wrapped it around the red candle a few times to make sure the other was holding it steady before letting go.

He snapped his fingers and the red candle was immediately lit.

“If Saul doesn’t wake up before the red candle burns out, you will take the candle and burn his palm.”

Little Algae looked at the candle and then at Golza, nodding her head obediently.

Golza smiled and his figure disappeared from the second storehouse.

Passing through the mezzanine full of eyeballs, Golza instantly picked up speed and returned to his sitting room.

He sat stiffly on the soft couch, his silver eyes narrowed slightly.

“Saul’s ideas are interesting, but even more interesting is his process of deduction and solution …… Many of his hypothetical scenarios were abruptly terminated halfway through, and then switched to another direction of deduction where the ideas were barely related.”

“Is it because his mind is more jumpy and likes to think in his brain, or …… does he have some method to make sure that the original deduction must be wrong?”

……

“Oooooh ……”

Saul opened his eyes as he seemed to hear someone crying.

But when he looked into his eyes, he saw blue sky and white clouds.

“Am I in a hallucination now?” Saul reached out his hand and grabbed two handfuls towards the sky, “It seems like there is a wind?”

“Wooooooooooo……”

There was that cry again.

“Could it be an illusion caused by the witch body transformation, like the last time I saw the world turn into bubbles?”

Thor turned his head sideways and looked over his left shoulder.

The diary was still floating there, which made him drop his heart.

“Ohh Ohh ohh……”

The cries were getting louder.

It seemed as if it was deliberately amplified because Saul was ignoring it.

“Well, in this situation, curiosity will still kill the cat. Even if there’s no life and death crisis, it might still cause trouble for me. It’s better to pretend I didn’t hear it.”

Although the sky was real and the fragrance of flowers brought by the breeze was delicate, Saul still decided that everything in front of him was an illusion.

He surreptitiously touched the ground beneath him, and the tactile feedback was a lawn interspersed with dirt.

It was as if his fingertips touched droplets of water, echoing the dampness coming from the clothes beneath him.

“It looks like it just rained heavily here.” Halfway through the thought, Saul reined in his thoughts again, “Don’t run after the visions, you’ll fall into a deeper level of disorientation.”

Sol tried to run his mental power, trying to clear his head as quickly as possible.

The mental body began to shake slightly as Sol tried to remember the touch of the floor of the wizard’s tower, imagining that instead of damp dirt, he was touching dry stone tiles.

It was like a person who was dreaming and trying to wake himself up.

Suddenly, a face appeared above Saul, directly blocking his view.

Unexpectedly, the whole face was beautiful, so beautiful that it was somewhat dreamy.

All the beauties Saul had ever seen could not compare to this face.

It was more like a carefully painted picture that could avoid all the shortcomings in the world.

Saul straightened up for two whole seconds before reason told him to either close his eyes and not look at it, or look at it properly and look for the breaks in it. Saul chose the latter.

He didn’t like to passively close his eyes.

But the more he looked, the more Saul thought he might not be in the illusion.

For the girl was real, except for her unreal beauty.

Short, light green hair hung down, each one finding its way back.

There were also pointed ears peeking out of the hair on the sides.

As soon as he saw these ears, Saul immediately recalled a term – elf!
“Is it really an elf? Or am I imagining elves?”

“Wooooooooooooo…”

A tear fell onto Sol’s face, and it turned out that it was this elf who was crying just now.

Despite having always marveled at the elf’s beauty, Saul was immediately alerted upon hearing this cry.

Should he remain silent, or take the initiative to strike up a conversation?

Thor had just tried, and had seen the diary, but he still hadn’t returned to the real world.

Since the first method didn’t work, Saul decided to go in a different direction.

“What are you crying about?”

The short green-haired elf gave a cry and looked at Saul with a sad face, “I’m going to die.”

Sol froze, “You’re hurt?”

The elf shook his head, “I’m dying.”

Saul was a little unsure if he would set off a trap if he continued to press the issue.

For example, if he asked what to do, the other party would just come up with “Just let me eat you!” , and then immediately performs a female ghost transformation.

Saul thought about it, but still said, “My condolences.”

The elf froze.

She looked at Sol in a daze, and a teardrop that had been building up in her eyes for a long time fell onto Sol’s cheek.

Then, the world suddenly shattered like glass and clattered to the ground.

The ceiling of the second warehouse appeared in front of Saul’s eyes, along with the large, pitch-black face of Koho and the drool that was about to drip from its mouth.

“Holy shit, it couldn’t have just been your saliva as well, right?”

Saul sat up at once and hurriedly touched his face, which really let him touch a drop of liquid!
“Do you want to eat me?”

Algae held a red candle out to him, the candle only had a short little section left, and the wax oil dripped a touch.

“A red candle?” Saul took the candle, “Did you take it from my locker?”

Zo wiggled his tentacles horizontally.

“Someone else gave it to you?”

Algae wiggled her tentacles vertically.

“Who?” Sol laughed at the question, who else had access to the second vault?
“Lady Yura or the Tower Master? If it’s the former you nod, if it’s the latter you curl into a ball.”

Algae rolled into a ball.

“The Tower Master himself came over? Is he afraid I’ll go wrong with this transformation?” Sol turned back to his lab table and immediately realized that something on it had been moved.

However, Saul wasn’t nervous, if it was the Tower Lord, it didn’t matter even if the formula for this transformation was shown to him, all the materials had passed through the clear path, there was nothing that couldn’t be seen.

Moreover, Saul wouldn’t be able to still write secrets in the words of his previous life now, like he had just crossed over.

In the wizard tower where strong people were like clouds and weirdness was all over the place, doing so was tantamount to informing other people that there was something wrong with him.

And after becoming a sorcerer’s apprentice, the mental body got a little bit stronger, and Saul’s brain was enough to store the secret knowledge he needed to keep.

Those that didn’t need to be kept secret could naturally be recorded on the pages of a book.

And the fact that the tower master looked through it without hiding the traces of his rummaging was also a sign of security.

At this time, Komoro suddenly nodded again.

Saul raised his hand and patted Komo.

This action didn’t seem like its affirmation of what Saul had just surmised, as the interval was a bit long. Although it was true that certain aspects of Algae’s reaction arc were quite long.

“So more than one person has been in here?”

(End of chapter)