Chapter 450 – Broken Wine Glasses

Chapter 450 – Broken Wine Glass
After the rain stopped, the dark clouds that had lingered over the waters of this Blue Water Bay for an unknown number of years dispersed a little.

A ray of sunlight shone down and sprinkled on the surface of the sea, sparkling, and the deep and gloomy waters finally had the warmth of the sun.

If you ignore the pieces of fish bones floating on the sea surface, it was a cozy and beautiful picture.

Just like this seemingly beautiful wizard world, I don’t know how many poor lives are buried underneath.

Saul took one last look at the sea and turned around to fly towards the shore.

Just as he returned to the shore, Saul saw Agu standing on the cliff.

Before entering the sea, Saul had left a mark there to make it easier for Agu, who had circled back, to find it.

“Master, are you alright?” Agu jumped down from the carriage and looked at Sol with concern.

Although he was clear that in terms of absolute strength Guido was no match for Saul.

But Guido, after all, possessed the soul toxin in his hands that restrained Saul’s skin, and the man was sinister and full of heart, so he didn’t know what tactics he would perform?
Marsh, who was driving behind Agu, also looked at Saul, and the mushroom on his head jumped and jumped, as if a person was trying to stretch his neck.

“It’s okay.” Saul nodded his temple.

Agu understood immediately.

It seemed that the sixth page of the book also had an owner.

However, how long can the fifth and sixth book pages last ……

That was not certain.

A few words were spoken from the bottom of the mountain, and Saul walked back to the edge of the cliff and looked sideways.

It wasn’t even dusk yet, but there were already snail pickers coming over to get ready.

But at this point they were just holding tools in their hands, and one stood on the shore staring daggers at the sky.

The perennially thick and gloomy clouds over there had already dispersed for the most part, and rays of sunlight shone down through the gaps in the clouds.

It was incomparably dazzling and beautiful.

Shocking.

But suddenly, a middle-aged woman slapped her thighs and sat down crying.

“Screw – it’s going to be gone!”

The awakened fishermen reacted to the fact that after the sea returned to normal, these sea snails on the seashore, which required bizarre powers to survive, were about to decrease in production until they became extinct.

At once, cries arose.

There were a few of them who didn’t cry, including a skinny boy.

He stared blankly out to sea, biting his lip tightly.

But after a few moments, as soon as he threw away the hemp rope in his hand, he turned and ran the way he had come.

Seeing this, a smile tugged at the corners of Saul’s mouth.

That boy was Bambu, the snail picker he had once saved at Bluewater Bay.

It was thought that the boy, Bambu, had already figured out that the strange disappearance in the ocean would cause them to lose the conch picker job that they currently relied on for their survival though.

But at the same time, the return to normal waters means that Bluewater Bay is likely to prosper again in a short time.

The little town that had been forced to move to the desert would probably return once again.

When that happens, more and safer job opportunities will present themselves, it’s just a matter of whether he can capitalize on them.

Those who slapped their thighs and wailed might not have not thought of this, only that they still chose to sit on the ground and cry first.

Saul, who had seen enough of the fun, handed the water balloon in his hand to Agu and turned around to return to the carriage.

“Go to Blue Water City.” He commanded.

After Agu carefully held the water balloon and followed suit, the carriage driver, Marsh, gave a tug on the reins and sharply turned the carriage around, racing off into the distance.

Even though Marsh’s driving skills were already good, the roads that had been untraveled for years would still be a bit bumpy.

It was also not good to keep the shock-absorbing sorcery spell on when going out alone.

A slight luxury.

In the car, Saul pulled out the black goblet he had just gotten.

“Agu, have you ever seen this before?” Saul was just about to introduce the origin of this goblet to Agu when he realized that the other party had jumped up from the seat. “Master, how did you get the broken wine glass?”

“Broken Wine Glass?” Sol repeated, the name sounded uncommon.

He looked at the diary and realized that there was already a new text on the diary, it was just that he had just seen the wonders of the sea and didn’t notice the addition to the diary in time.

【Shuo Yue calendar 317 years, June 6, sunny.
You tailed the greedy brat.
Finding the wine cup that holds evil thoughts.

Fill it with the most powerful souls.
To make the bitterest syrup.
The most powerful souls.

To make the sourest drink.

If I put you in it.
Guess what kind of cup you’ll become?

Looking at the description in the diary, this broken wine glass can turn the collected spirits into something else.

“What could it be?” Saul looked inside the wine glass, only to have Agu cover the mouth of the glass with his hand.

“Master, you can’t just look inside the wine glass.” Agu said with a solemn expression.

Saul listened very well to the advice and immediately put the wine cup into a wooden box of the right size and tightly closed the lid.

Seeing this Agu also breathed a sigh of relief.

“Master, broken wine cups are rare in the Stat continent, but in the Nefret continent they are a necessity for every large sorcerer power.”

“Oh? Something that makes you so nervous is everywhere in another continent?” Saul was really a bit curious.

Especially the last sentence inside the diary just now, it was hard not to make a connection.

“It’s because Nefret’s cultural practices are different from ours.” Agu’s expression was complicated when he mentioned another continent, “They, they value death.”

“Oh?” Sol’s attention split halfway between the diaries.

But the diary didn’t give any indication.

“Attention how? Funerals? Sacrifice?”

“Not really any of those. The prevailing thought there is that the end of all things is death, and that all things should die or be destroyed at its corresponding time until the absolute limit is exceeded. For spirits that should not survive, they usually just recycle and pulverize them with broken wine glasses.”

Thor listened but only found it laughable, “Are you sure this is mainstream thinking? And not some powerful wizarding force that studies death over ordinary people?”

Agu laughed bitterly, “Actually, I haven’t been over there either, I just heard it mentioned by the wizards who escaped there.”

“At that time, there were five major sorcerer forces or families in Nefret, and they worked together to formulate the law of life limit. Of course the upper limit of this limit is actually very high.” Agu explained, “It was said that they mainly prevented any wizard or extraordinary beings from surviving in extreme ways, in pollutants and other impermissible ways, in order to not die or be destroyed. They claim that such forbidden beings are destroying the world and must be returned to death.”

“If that’s the case, I can partially understand it. Cleaning up alienated wizards or pollution to ensure a peaceful existence.”

“I suppose so.” Agu nodded, suddenly his complexion was stunned as if he thought of something, “I heard that one of the treaties of their continent is to prohibit the resurrection of sorcerers below the third rank!”

Sol sat up straight for a moment.

“So, could Guido be from the Nefret continent, and he’s stopping Mentor Golza just because he doesn’t want him to resurrect the Yulavs who were only of the second rank in their lifetime?”

After saying that Saul laughed again, “I can’t believe I used only to describe the second rank?”

Agu thought for a moment, “Your guess is indeed very likely.”

Saul looked down at the wooden crate containing the broken wine glass in his hand and thought about the adjectives in the diary in his mind.

“Greedy brat …… Gudo, even if he rebelled to stop Mentor Golza’s resurrection experiment, is not the main messenger. Otherwise the diary couldn’t have said he was greedy or a brat.”

“Behind Guido, there is someone else, and that person is the true owner of the broken wine cup!”

Thinking of this, Saul immediately said to Agu and Marsh, who was driving the cart, “Don’t say anything to anyone about what happened in Blue Water Bay today!”

“Yes!” Agu immediately promised.

“My lord, as soon as we get off the airboat, we’ll go to Bluewater City, it’s something everyone knows!” Marsh also responded outside.

Saul nodded and turned his hand to place the broken wine glass into his compressed traveling bag, then leaned back against the cushion and closed his eyes.

The custom of the Nefret continent, did Mentor Golza know about it?

Did he know and not care, or did he not expect them to reach out to other continents?

But in Sol’s mental body, the diary had already turned to the black page belonging to Guido.

Requesting a monthly ticket

(End of chapter)