Chapter 300 – The History of Kobayashi

Chapter 300 The History of Small Algae

After confirming that Bree had ridden away from the Black Fortress Forest, Saul reentered the basement at the main rhizome of the Devil’s Vine.

Ever since he was sneak attacked by the landwalker, he had shifted to this place to study and research.

This was the place where the Devil Vine was the most protective, and it was also convenient for him to communicate directly with the Devil Vine.

After using Cadiz’s newly dead and soon to be dead body to set up the markings, Saul had been waiting for the fish to take the bait.

He believed that as long as Cadiz didn’t go back to resume his duties, someone would definitely come over to check if the mark was complete.

This person might or might not be someone he recognized.

And after Cadiz had attacked him, only Bree had appeared at Castle Black.

Of course, Saul didn’t make his judgment just like that.

After noticing Brie approaching the door, he deliberately opened the door without letting Brie see himself. Listening to the other party’s words that were strong enough to bear the aggravation, he felt the sudden flickering of the seal that had been baptized by the diary within his spirit.

At the same time, Saul also sensed that a spiritual force was piercing through the Devil’s Vine and sweeping towards himself.

Even if he asked, Brie on the other side could completely explain: he was just worried about Saul, so he used his spiritual power to check the situation inside the castle.

Since he had already determined that Brie had a problem, Saul did not intend to continue communicating with him. The longer the exchange went on, the greater the possibility of something going wrong with the exposure seal.

It was thought that Brie had also gotten satisfaction. The next step was to see when the person who cultivated the imprint would show up.

During the waiting time, Saul was not idle, he continued to study the Abusive Touch, and at the same time tried to incorporate his “Spirit Body Fishing” into this 2nd level sorcery.

Spirit body fishing is his ability to absorb other people’s spirit bodies by changing his own spirit body state and taking the shape of an octopus tentacle.

Saul’s second modified skin itself could absorb spirits, and at the same time, he also had a Death Wizard Diary that absorbed soul energy and consciousness in an extremely domineering manner.

The power of the two combined to create a raw, terrifying ability that could pull a person’s soul directly out of their physical body.

Of course, the strength of the enemies that Saul could currently dangle was still largely dependent on the strength of his own spiritual body.

With his current strength, there was no longer any problem with angling an average third level student. However, if the enemy was extremely good at soul-type sorcery, or had powerful sorcery props in this area, Saul’s angling could also fail.

This was the external method of enemy control that Saul had constructed based on his own abilities and golden finger.

He also had a way to kill more powerful enemies internally through his consciousness platform. However, at present, there are still two major problems that have not been achieved, namely, “building a stable consciousness platform at anytime and anywhere” and “how to introduce the enemy’s consciousness into the platform”.

Therefore, the internal “battlefield of consciousness” designed by Saul was still just an idea.

After meeting third-level sorcerer apprentice Bree, Saul locked him as an enemy, and at the same time sent the other party the incorrect information that he had already been imprinted during his battle with Cadiz.

“A cultivated imprint can be briefly delirious or carry out a subconscious command when it erupts. And the only thing left in me that is worthy of the machinations of this powerful group of enemies, besides the identity of Golza’s apprentice, is the diary.”

“But because the diary is unlikely. The only one who currently knows of the diary’s existence is Kismet. Judging by the contact with Kismet, his purpose shouldn’t be the diary itself. But this guy has a deep connection with the diary, and for the time being, we can’t be sure of his true intentions.”

“Now we can only wait for the enemy to surface on his own.”

Saul turned his head to look at Komoro.

This fellow had taken over the Devil Vine’s residence, and now half of the entire underground space was covered in black tentacles, stretching upwards cheerfully every day.

Those white mushrooms he had seen in the passageway before were now not a single one left, and occasionally the whimpering of the suspected Devil Vine could be heard.

“Algae.” Saul called out the small algae on the back of his neck.

Algae came out in response and stuck its head in front of Saul, splitting its shark-like mouth and lolling its tongue at him.

“Pfft.”

Saul reached out to squeeze, and the algae immediately backed up and dodged.

Ever since Saul pinched Algae’s upper and lower jaws twice and pinched its tongue, Algae had been happily playing the game of “You can’t pinch me” with Saul.

“You win.” Thor said with a smile, beckoning Algae to come closer.

Algae leaned in, still defenseless. “I’m going to do an experiment on you in a moment, so you be good and don’t move.”

Seaweed bobbed her head up and down.

Saul could vaguely feel that the magical ability to “observe history” that he had obtained from the Nightmare Butterfly was going to disappear today.

These days, trapped in the Black Castle, he did not find a more suitable object of observation.

Therefore, Saul decided to observe the algae today.

But there was a long history on a magical creature that had lived for an unknown number of years.

Saul didn’t want what he saw after he unleashed his ability to be a picture of Koho eating and drinking on a daily basis.

He wanted to try to see if he could target the time period or object of the observed history.

Saul raised his hand and stroked Xiao Zao’s head, “Xiao Zao, do you still remember Mrs. Yura, who once planted you under the Sorcerer’s Tower?”

Little Algae’s cheerful wiggling for a moment, and after a moment, hesitantly nodded.

“Then is there a scene in your memory where you have seen both Lord Golzatha and Lady Yura at the same time?”

Little Algae’s body began to tremble slightly.

“It seems there is, and it may not be a good memory.” Saul sighed and stroked Komo’s head once more, “I’m sorry, but I’d like to know what really happened back then as a way to determine what they were really up to?”

After saying that, Saul unleashed his spiritual power into his eyes, a pair of black pupils instantly turning silver, in his eyes Koho woodenly transformed into a deep black fog that enveloped Saul’s entire field of vision.

The next moment, the black fog unfolded, and Saul found himself in a brightly lit laboratory.

This lab was set up in an unusual way, but it looked familiar.

The lab was large, but the floor around it was covered in black mud, with only a high platform tired of rocks in the center.

There were two long experimental tables on the high platform, and the tables were filled with various experimental materials and props.

Between the two tables, there was also a rectangular space that was recessed into the high platform.

This recess was shaped like a coffin.

The view turned to the interior of the alcove, where a Manly woman with long blonde hair was lying inside.

Saul realized the identity of the other party the moment he saw the woman.

“Mrs. Yura.”

When Sol looked into the woman’s eyes, the latter suddenly opened them.

Their eyes met in the air, and Yura suddenly smiled brightly and said, “There you are.”

The eyes began to travel upward, shifting behind Saul.

He saw a passageway hanging in mid-air appear on the wall behind him, and a tall, thin man was standing in the shadows of the passageway.

In the next instant, however, the man’s figure suddenly flashed to a high platform, standing on the edge of a deep square pit, looking down at Yura.

“Was that you just now?” The man’s head was lowered, his long unkempt gray crumpled hair falling in front of his eyes, and his silver eyes were as gentle as water.

Looking into the other man’s eyes, which curved slightly with a smile, Saul instantly recognized him.

“Lord Golsata?”

It turned out that the Tower Lord looked like this before he had mummified himself. It looked like a maester or a doctor with a gentle temperament.

He didn’t have the eerie feeling of swaying in the light when he was transformed into “Pink Da”.

(End of chapter)