Chapter 393.
Chapter 393 Traces
“Not coming?” Seeing Sol’s delay in coming up, Jello shrugged his shoulders, his face expression less excited, “We’re in a hurry, let’s go first.”
Rokai also didn’t get on the car, still standing behind Saul.
It seemed that he appeared here just to see the two off.
He grinned and waved goodbye to Jello and Byron, Jello waved his hand with a lack of interest, while Byron was the one who had turned back, with no intention of saying hello to Rokai at all.
It was a move that fit Byron’s character.
Sol’s tense shoulders relaxed slightly, “Alright, then I’ll ask for questions when Senior Byron returns.”
Byron, who was already hidden in the shadow of his cloak, nodded slightly.
The carriage then gradually drove away under the watchful eyes of Sol and Rokai.
“Saul, how come your strength rises so much every time you go out?”
It was only at this time that Rokai seemed to notice the change in the fluctuation of magic power on Saul’s body, and the smile on his face suddenly became much more bitter.
Saul had no interest in exchanging pleasantries with Rokai and just nodded, “Accident. I’ll go back first, Elder Rokai.”
Such a perfunctory reply made Rokai raise his right eyebrow.
But before he could say anything, Sol had already turned to leave, his black apprentice robes undulating slightly in the air.
Rokai remained standing in the same spot until Sol went up the passageway, retracting his gaze from Sol’s back and turning his head to continue looking in the direction the carriage had left.
Only when the carriage was covered by the woods and could not be seen clearly did a cold, chilling light flash under his eyes.
Saul stepped hurriedly and returned directly to …… the apprentice dormitory located on the 12th floor of the west tower.
Because of his laziness and because he didn’t go back to the dormitory to live for a long time, Saul didn’t change his dormitory even after he had risen to a third level apprentice.
This time when he came back, it was rare that he didn’t first go to the second storage room to organize his harvest and insights, but after entering the door, he casually threw his compressed traveling bag, outer robe, and other things onto the ground.
He himself sat down on a high-backed wooden chair with a “plop”.
Then, without stopping for a moment, his soul went out of his body!
The spirit, which could not be seen by the naked eye, emerged from the body.
The spirit body on Saul’s face shook like water ripples for a moment, then transformed into his body’s current form.
The spirit body’s feet left the ground and flew upwards.
Ever since completing his second sorcerous body transformation, Saul rarely took the initiative for his soul to leave his body.
For one thing, there was the Tower Master’s admonition, and for another, he was also afraid of what Yura and the others had experienced.
From time to time, he cautioned himself not to get carried away just because he was able to get his soul out of his body at will.
But today it would not be possible not to come out!
Because when he saw Byron in the carriage, at first he thought there was nothing wrong with his demeanor.
It was only the act of moving around with Jello and Rokai that made Saul think something was wrong.
So Saul subconsciously enabled his habitual action – semi-immersive meditation.
Because this action had become his muscle-spirit body memory, it wouldn’t even let those around him sense any difference in his state when it was activated.
But it was also this look that instantly froze the blood in Saul’s body in shock.
The normal spillover of magic and spiritual power he felt from Byron in his ordinary state had turned into a thin black line of worms burrowing out of his pores under the perspective of semi-immersive meditation.
And on Byron s face, from the midpoint of his head all the way up to the neck covered by the collar …… there was actually a thin black line running through it.
After seeing this line, all the uneasiness and doubt in Saul’s body subsided.
He didn’t raise his fists, didn’t frown, and even allowed his tense muscles to relax slightly.
Underneath his calm exterior, the blood rushing through his body was as still and unassuming as the whirlpools under the deep sea.
He could even say goodbye to Rokai as politely and detachedly as before.
But when he entered the dormitory, out of the sight of onlookers, the suppressed tension within his body caused him to start trembling from the inside out, and his movements became disorganized.
Nonetheless, he still managed to successfully complete his out-of-body soul in one go and swiftly flew towards the upper floors.
Except for certain special places, there were no partitions between the floors of the Sorcerer’s Tower for spirits.
Saul arrived at Byron’s dormitory without any problems and saw a messy room.
There was nothing unusual about all this clutter; Saul had been here a few times with Byron, and his dormitory had always been this messy.
Even the clutter he saw dumped on the ground during his last visit still maintained its original distribution pattern.
As Saul walked, his eyes swept over the entire house. Little had changed in the room.
“Senior Byron shouldn’t have left the Sorcerer’s Tower recently, he usually conducts his experiments in the dormitory. The dormitory is fortified with defensive sorcery spell formations, so the average apprentice shouldn’t have the ability to break through. Could it be that he didn’t have his accident here?”
But if Byron didn’t have his accident in the dormitory, it would be difficult for Saul to find out where he was attacked again.
“But in any case, this is where he was most often seen. If there are no clues here, then look elsewhere.” While thinking, Saul walked inside.
He then saw Byron’s long table and lab bench that was messy all around, but would leave a neat area empty in the center.
“There are some traces of damage in the center of the desktop …… He wouldn’t have experimented on the desk.”
Saul immediately understood that he had found a hint of abnormality.
He bent down, brought his eyes level with the desktop, and scrutinized the uneven marks.
“It should be a kind of magic with a corrosive nature.” Saul stretched out his translucent finger and gently outlined an area along the corrosion marks.
“This size should be the extent of a book.” Saul stood up, looked down at the tabletop, and gave another self-deprecating laugh, “Isn’t it normal for what is placed on the table to be a book?”
If it was a book or paper that Senior Byron himself had destroyed, there was no need to corrode the desktop as well.
Moreover, this power was not quite the same in nature as the sorcery that Senior Byron was accustomed to.
Someone had destroyed something here, even going so far as to leave traces to erase the surface of the table as well in order to remove what was left on the tabletop.
“To penetrate the desktop …… should be a piece of paper. And a paper that has just been written on.”
Saul stood still and closed his eyes.
Byron took out a piece of paper and then wrote some words or symbols on it, then something happened, the paper disappeared, the slight trace left underneath the paper from the force was easily erased.
Saul opened his eyes.
“Did the Hokage find something? So things were taken or destroyed and he ……”
Saul was very reluctant to keep thinking about it.
However, when he recalled the Byron who was covered in black threadworms and had a black crack in the center of his head, he had to recognize a reality – Senior Byron in that state could not be a living person!
Saul’s hands slammed hard against the long table, against the slightly corroded tabletop.
But as a spirit body, he could only let his fists pass through the wood and fall powerlessly into the air.
Just like the powerlessness he felt at this moment.
“Rokai! Jello!”
Senior Byron’s death must have something to do with the two of them!
They had killed Byron and maneuvered his body away!
Sol’s translucent eyes were tinted with gray blood, and the skin around them gradually softened.
A slender octopus-like tentacle poked out from under his skin, twisting and contorting, as if it was going to turn Saul, a human being, into a horrible monster.
Despite his inhuman appearance, Saul’s heart was not as twisted as it appeared on the outside.
Instead, it was because the venting outside of his body cleared his mind.
“They deliberately took the person away, it must be to hide the death. After all, after leaving the Sorcerer’s Tower, it would take at least half a year of not returning to be considered dead. Senior Byron, did you find out any information, or did …… try to deliver any information to me before being silenced?”
The transparent hands that still barely maintained their human form were slowly withdrawn from the wood, while brushing against a quill that was lying on the side.
There was some ink on the tip of the quill, and a few scattered drops on the desktop that seemed to have been spilled from the pen falling on the desktop.
Byron’s quarters were messy, but not dirty.
These ink drops should have come out when the quill pen fell and fell out when Byron was in the accident.
Saul stared fixedly at the pen, grief and anger stubbornly trying to break through the bottom line of his sanity.
“After the quill fell, there was no more trace of movement, and the person who struck almost instantly …… solved Byron. This person must not be an apprentice! Is it some tutor, or is it Gortha?”
Looking at it, Saul suddenly narrowed his eyes, he seemed to stand on top of that feather quill to see what traces?
The tentacles on his body began to shrink, and Saul once again descended to a height parallel to the tabletop.
The feather quill was on the thin side, and the hardness itself was not high.
Saul saw a character that seemed to have been carved out with his fingernail where the thumb of the quill held the pen.
No magic had been used, and the mark was so light that it would never have been noticed by anyone who hadn’t meticulously examined the items here.
The character for “gray” was written on the barrel of the pen.
Third shift!
(End of chapter)