Chapter 784: Becoming Stronger by Order

Chapter 784: Becoming Stronger on Command
Penny knew that Saul had been preparing his retreat since a few months ago. If he ran now, there was a good chance that he would be able to leave Sky City.

“Run?” Saul stood at the entrance of the main hall, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and responded in his heart, “Running now won’t solve the problem. Fourth-ranked sorcerers are capable of instantaneous transfer.”

Beth was a bit more rational.

[Actually, as long as you are careful, with your physical quality, you shouldn’t be contaminated by Ophelia. You don’t really need to take this kind of thing to heart.]

Saul slowly shook his head, ”If it was really a problem that could be solved by sleeping, I wouldn’t be so resistant. With the first utilization there will be countless times behind, that woman will not let me go until she digs clean the secrets in my body.”

Although Ophelia had already hinted to him that she would let him go within two months so that he could fulfill his promise of traveling to the Court of Judgment, Saul would definitely be turned over and utilized by the other party during these two months.

Moreover, there were quite a few secrets in Saul’s body.

The other party was willing to let him go now, but if Ophelia really noticed the abnormality in Saul’s body, I’m afraid that even if he tore his face off with the Ruling Court, he wouldn’t let Saul go.

What’s more, she could have pretended to let Saul go, and then secretly hid him.

At that time, Saul would only be at the mercy of others.

Beth: [It seems that you were still too adventurous in revealing the existence of the World of Illusion to a fourth-ranked sorcerer].

Saul lowered his eyes.

Beth didn’t realize that he had already connected to the Illusory World in the experiment he had just conducted and had successfully left behind the coordinates.

In the future, even without Ophelia’s help, he could set up a sorcery spell formation on his own to connect to the Illusory World.

So he didn’t regret coming to Ophelia, it was just that there were some troubles he needed to get rid of now.

“Do you remember that just now, Ophelia said that when she starts to advance, she won’t be able to pester me anymore?”

[There is no time to eat Brother Saul.]

Penny cruelly repeated the original words.

Thor ignored it and instead clenched his fists, ”Then help her start her promotion quickly. Isn’t she following the old path of the Water God? Let Floco share her experience!”

Beth was puzzled, [What are you going to do?

Across the street, a man wordlessly approaches.

Saul felt the familiar fluctuation of magic power and looked up to see Ona standing in front of him with a complicated face.

“Of course it’s time to release the Water God first. We have to speed things up.”

“Lord Saul,” Ona’s eyes were vaguely angry, seemingly even more so than Saul’s, “You should have accepted me. If you agree, I will report to the Lord of the City now. Feel free to experiment with you at any time, and I think you’ll be more than receptive to that as well.”

Seeing Ona this angry, the anger in Sol’s heart instead disappeared.

“It seems you already know.” Saul stroked his chin and sized up Ona, who had lost her bright smile, “But you look angry …… You don’t think I’ve dishonored your city lord, do you?”

Oona blushed, biting her lip hard and letting go a little, “I respect all the decisions of the Lord of the City, but it is not worth it for her. To be rude, you are just a third-ranked sorcerer, you don’t deserve her.”

Saul puffed out his chest a little, “Originally, I was not very reluctant, but after you reminded me, I suddenly felt that I did earn it.”

“Hehe,” Saul suddenly laughed, not even using honorifics anymore, “After all, Ophelia promised me that any position would be fine.”

“You!!!” Ona’s face instantly reddened, but definitely not with shame.

No one had ever slighted Ophelia like that in front of her.

Looking at Oona who was about to explode in anger, Sol instantly tightened his smile again, “I can see that compared to being afraid, you actually revere Ophelia more.”

Oona knew that she could not defeat Sol, nor could she make a move against Ophelia’s designated temporary companion, so she could only hold back her anger, “In Sky City, there is no one who does not revere Lord City Lord. But just because I accept all of Lord City Lord’s decisions, it doesn’t mean you can disrespect her!”

“I apologize.” Sol said dryly, “But you don’t have to be so angry, after all, Ophelia won’t care about this bit of disrespect from me, much less your mood.”

Sol lifted his foot and walked forward, stopping again as he passed Ona. He turned his head sideways and leaned close to Ona’s ear, “Witch Muqiang, I understand how you feel. But I’m afraid Ophelia can’t see you. When she advances to the fifth rank, you’ll be even lower to the dust, and I’m afraid you won’t even have the qualifications to appear in front of her.”

Ona didn’t say anything, but her face was equally unattractive, only it changed from anger to suppression.

“I’m being kind and persuasive. Instead of being jealous of me, why don’t you improve yourself as soon as possible. In the eyes of a fourth-ranked sorcerer, the third-ranked is barely enough, and the second-ranked has even less of an existence.”

Sol deliberately looked Oona up and down, “You’re actually very smart and hardworking, you shouldn’t stay at the second rank level.”

“Of course, you may also just lack a bit of …… luck.”

After saying that, Saul stopped observing Oona’s reaction and walked out with large strides.

Beth’s light laugh was reflected on the black pages of the book.

[Huh, are you forcing a second-order sorcerer to pray to a white porcelain cat for good luck? But I’m afraid the Water God Floco’s influence on a second-order sorcerer is minimal, right?”]

Sol continued to walk forward, his face expressionless.

The night breeze continued to tease his thin shirt, and the tears in the chest material were unusually obvious.

He said in his mind, “It’s true that Floco doesn’t have that much influence, but I can make him have it. The thing about luck is that it can’t be seen or touched anyway, and sometimes the psychological effects are more powerful than the actual physical ones. It’s up to you whether you’ll utilize it or not.”

Saul walked all the way to the platform of the White Glazed Castle. A flying carriage was waiting for him up there.

[It looks like you’re going to start going after high-ranking wizards. What are you going to do next? Do you need me to go out and help you?”]

“Of course.” Saul was nonchalant, “As it happens, my setup at the Courtyard of Knowledge has been completed, but I need you to keep an eye on it for me afterward to make sure things go according to plan.”

[And what about you?

“Me? Of course, I’m going to the House of Practice to spread the cat’s retribution! By the way, I’ve been ordered to get stronger.”

[Hee hee, Brother Saul is going to be adopted by a woman again.]

Seeing that Saul wasn’t that angry anymore, Penny started joking again without making light of it.

“Gee whiz, everyone else is shooting at me, it’s not too much for me to eat a candy bar, right?”

……

Shaquille, the dean of the Practice Academy, receives an urgent mission from White Lurie Castle.

City Lord Ophelia ordered the Practice Academy to devote all its efforts to helping a sorcerer named Saul strengthen his physical and mental bodies.

At first Shaquille was puzzled but not too moved.

This was because he had heard of the name Saul and knew that it was an excellent first-ranked sorcerer that had recently been introduced to the Inquisition Academy.

It was just that he hadn’t expected the other party to have aroused the City Lord’s interest as well.

Rather, it was a young sorcerer with a promising future.

But when Shaquille actually met Sorcerer Saul, his entire being was dumbfounded.

Saul, who did not continue to conceal his strength, appeared in front of the dean of the Practice Academy, and the dean, who was also of the third rank, immediately understood Saul’s true identity.

What followed was even more tremendous pressure.

After all, the resources needed to fully help a first-order sorcerer become stronger was a number.

And the resources needed to fully help a Third Order Sorcerer become stronger was a concept.

Shaquille thought in despair, “By the time we finish the task explained by the city lord, the entire practice academy will be gripped and empty, and we won’t be able to recover our energy for decades!”

(End of chapter)