Chapter 836 – Black Tide Conference (II)
Chapter 836 – Black Tide Conference (II)
Saul found a small bump behind his ear, like a mole behind his ear.
It’s possible that you’re aware of its existence, but it’s more likely that you’re completely unfamiliar with it.
When Saul observed the space of consciousness from the perspective of a diary, he realized that there was a presence on his body that was completely different from the fate of his death.
Factors that could potentially cause Saul’s death are irrelevant in its presence; factors that could eliminate the markers may yet be beneficial to Saul.
Upon finding the mark, Saul did not immediately destroy it.
He thinks for a moment and allows it to remain on his mental body.
Keeping this mental marker might be useful at some point in the future.
Something like a base card, before using it, naturally, it couldn’t be made known to others.
Closing the diary, the world turned from black and white to color again.
Saul opened his eyes, detached himself from the consciousness platform, and returned to the council hall.
At this time, the council hall was bustling with activity, as if it was a food market.
Although the Alfonso wizard beside him was still silent, looking at his frown, he seemed to be seriously thinking about something as well.
The original serious meeting between the two countries had turned into a free discussion, which instead aroused Saul’s interest.
“What are you guys discussing?”
Before Alfonso could answer, at some point Royer, who was sitting on the other side of Alfonso, looked over sideways, his face filled with a crying expression.
“I’m really convinced, in such an occasion, Saul, you even started meditating!”
Saul didn’t retort, he just looked around, “It’s so noisy here now, if there’s nothing else, I’ll leave first.”
“How can you leave?” Royer laughed, “The matter currently being discussed has a lot to do with you.”
He probed his upper body, “Saul, I’m seriously asking you, the contamination on the mermaids, are you sure you can cure it? At the very least, the disease should not be allowed to spread among mermaids.”
It was rare to see Royer without a smile on his face, and Saul boarded up his face and answered seriously, “There is no problem with the cure, but the difficulty now lies in prevention and contagion. I don’t have rigorous experimental data to back me up right now, so I can’t answer how certain you are or aren’t. I can only tell you that I have some thoughts now, but whether it can be done or not, I still need to verify my theoretical conception.”
Both being sorcerers, Alfonso and Royer understood what Saul meant.
Royer touched Alfonso, who was sitting in the center, with his elbow, “You said you, after studying mermaid research for so many years, you can’t even solve a pollution disease.”
Alfonso replied seriously, “My main research in studying mermaids is bloodline fusion and mermaid transformation, I’m not responsible for curing diseases.”
He even blamed Royer in turn, “In the past, every time a mermaid got sick or had a physical problem, you directly killed and threw the mermaid away, leaving me without the slightest opportunity to exercise my healing abilities.”
Royer was rendered speechless, as if it was because of him that Alfonso wouldn’t heal mermaids.
But when he thought about it, it seemed to be true.
Royer had always looked down on mermaids as a race. Thinking that they were just an appendage of the Red Sea Tree.
There were many ways to solve the Black Tide pollution that the Red Sea Tree couldn’t absorb, and raising mermaids was just one of the less energy-consuming methods.
Royer sat back in his seat with a resentful face.
Alfonso finally remembered that he hadn’t answered Saul’s question yet and pointed at the people talking around him and said, “The next Black Tide is heading towards the continent of Nephrite. It is expected to make landfall on the southeastern coast between two and three months. When the Black Tide comes, in addition to intense pollution, it is often accompanied by thoroughly alienated monsters.”
Alfonso asked Sol, “You haven’t seen a Black Tide monster yet, have you?”
Alfonso also studied Saul’s experience.
Sol nodded, “I’ve only read some vague records in books.” “Right, before an ordinary sorcerer enters the Second Order, he or she cannot come into contact with knowledge related to the Black Tide at all. Although you were exposed to some, wizards who don’t live in Neverwinter Nights or the Wall of Sighs basically can’t see the Black Tide monsters either.”
“Right now everyone is just discussing about the coastal defense. The entire southeastern coastline is very long, and once the Black Tide comes, there will need to be sorcerers dedicated to guarding every few thousand meters. Once a black tide monster appears, the nearest third-ranked sorcerer will have to be mobilized to go to support it. That’s why how to distribute the range of guards, as well as how to distribute the Third Order Sorcerers are all things that need to be seriously discussed.”
While Alfonso was explaining, there happened to be two sorcerers who came in pairs.
They looked restrained, both holding a piece of parchment in their hands.
“Lord Royer.” One of them plucked up the courage to step forward, “We would like to apply for a tour of the area you are in charge of.”
Royer had just been disliked by Alfonso and was not in the mood at the moment, “You guys can just submit the application to the palace laboratory, I don’t have time right now.”
The two sorcerers didn’t expect that Royer wouldn’t even give them a chance to introduce themselves, glancing at each other, in the end, they didn’t dare to stay when the third-order sorcerer was rushing people out, so they had to leave with a face full of loss.
Saul looked amused and asked Alfonso, “Why don’t they ask you? Could it be that they look down on you as a third-order sorcerer?”
Alfonso, unsurprisingly, answered again with seriousness, “I’m going to be in charge of monitoring the mermaids and won’t be striking out to fight.”
“At the onset of the Black Tide, the pressure on the Red Sea Tree to absorb the pollution skyrockets. It is necessary to ensure that the mermaids devour the stem pieces quickly, as well as to clean up the bodies in …… time when mermaid alienation occurs.”
“It seems that every time the Black Tide comes, the mermaids will die in large numbers.”
Alfonso nodded, “Yes, before that, I had been studying how to make the mermaids’ bodies able to withstand more pollution. At the same time, it’s also necessary to improve their reproduction ability. Guaranteeing that there are mermaids that can be replenished at all times.”
As expected, even Alfonso, who didn’t hold mermaids in such contempt as Royer, did experiments that focused on sacrificing the mermaid community to protect the Red Sea Tree.
Luckily, mermaids don’t have too high of an IQ, otherwise who would have the heart to easily go as a scavenger for the Red Sea Tree?
At the most critical moment, or the first batch of people to be abandoned.
Saul’s curiosity was satisfied, and his eyes looked towards the rest of the council hall.
Soon he noticed again the Stuart wizard sitting diagonally across from him, also in the first row.
Shrinking into a tiny ball, Stuart was seated just to the left of the Black Flame Emperor. Next to the Black Flame Emperor with his powerful aura, he was as quiet as the other party’s shadow.
Opposite the second and third order wizards were all busy exchanging ideas, only Emperor Black Flame sat expressionless, Stuart stared with a pair of small eyes looking back and forth.
It was out of place with the warm atmosphere of the discussion across the street.
Rather, it is the same as Saul as if it is not a matter of concern.
While Saul was observing the other side, the person on the other side was also keeping an eye on Saul.
This only sorcerer who wasn’t a member of the Judgment Court, nor even a sorcerer from the Nefret Continent.
Black Flame Emperor Ai Luo noticed the movement of the people around him and asked in a low voice, “What are you looking at?”
Stuart withdrew his gaze and respectfully replied, “Your Majesty, I’m looking at the healer invited by the Court of Judgment, the new master of the Land of the Lordless.”
“What is the master of the Lordless Land doing in Neverwinter Nights if he doesn’t stay in the Lordless Land?”
Stuart recalled the information he had gotten, “It should be because he knows the Eye of the Wind and the Black Tide Pollution very well.”
The curve at the corner of Aello’s mouth disappeared in a flash.
“Is that so? Want to make a bet that Frim definitely didn’t call someone here because of that.”
Stuart bowed his head, “You must be right.”
(End of chapter)