Chapter 916: Persuasion

Chapter 903: Persuasion
Flirting in his mind to soothe his stress, Sol asked about something he was more interested in, “Can I know how you are certain that my mentor will definitely affect the Eye of the Abyss’s slumber? Could there be any misunderstanding in this?”

What, exactly, made Flimsy make a deliberate attempt to kill his mentor when he was still of the second rank?

Saul was still wondering if he, too, would one day accidentally violate some taboo leading to being hunted down by Frim.
“There is no misunderstanding.” Frim’s voice was very certain, “His name is on it.”

Saul jerked his head up, but unfortunately, there was still no half figure in front of him, “On top of what?”

But this time Frim refused to say.

This question and answer was completely dominated by Frim, there was nothing Saul could do to provoke the other party to speak up if they didn’t want to reveal it.

Saul wouldn’t think that just because Frim had asked him for help, he could really be condescending and order the other party around.

He let out a soft sigh in his heart and finally asked, ”Then how do you want me to help you? For the record, I don’t think I can …… heh …… save the world.”

“I know that you have a sorcery prop in your possession called the Death Wizard’s Diary.”

Boom!
It was as if there were explosions going off in Saul’s head, but he managed to cover up all the overreactions in his body with amazing perseverance.

“Kismet. He’s the one who told me, he said that you were able to become a Third Order Wizard so quickly without his help.”

“Of course. Since it was able to create a sorcerer with an extremely high immunity to the Black Tide, it should also have a way to target the Eye of the Abyss. Even if it’s a method that can’t completely eradicate the Eye of the Abyss, it’s still worth a try.”

Saul raised his left hand, and a hardcover book with a dark red exterior appeared in his palm. It just didn’t open and remained closed.

“…… He said the Death Wizard Diary is what he gave you. He helped you advance and provided you with certain resources at the right time, at the cost of having you bear the curse of the Death Sorcerer’s Diary for him. I also investigated afterward, and your lives did intersect often. Not too many times by the looks of it, but still too often for a hidden Fourth Order and a sorcerer’s apprentice.”

And in the next second, Frim also spoke the name.

As soon as the words left his mouth, Saul felt a force cut through his palm, but the diary still floated silently, not taken by anyone.

Saul thought quickly, “I wonder how many more lies this bastard Kismet has made up.”

Saul quickly grasped the keyword “curse” in the other’s words.

He quickly raised his head at the right angle, speaking at the right speed, with the right amount of surprise and solemnity in his eyes.

Sure enough, the next thing that came out of Frim’s mouth was a story that didn’t quite match the reality, but had some truth to it.

“I do have the prop, but I was wondering, how did you know about it?”

“This is that diary.” Saul directly extended his left hand forward while slightly raising his wrist, “Kismet once said that I had completely become the owner of the diary. You can try to see if you can take it.”

Just after asking this question, a name rang in Sol’s mind.

He then thought for a second, “It would be correct if Kismet lied in a place like this, after all, a lie would mean that Flim wouldn’t really know what powers the Death Witch Diary possessed.”

As such his voice was steady though tinged with alarm, “You want the Death Wizard Diary?”

Saul wasn’t surprised, after all the diary had no warning.

“It seems I can’t take it.” Frim’s voice wasn’t surprised either.

The moment Saul took out the Death Wizard’s diary, he knew his first option wouldn’t work. Saul hastily spoke up before Flim could offer any other opinions, “Court Master Flim, have you ever heard of the Law of Karma?”

Frim was silent, even Byron heard Saul talk about this matter for the first time, and for a moment, they couldn’t even think of anything else, and hurriedly stared at Saul and the hardcover book in his hands.

“The Diary of a Death Wizard has a property that almost no one knows about.” Saul spoke out the information he had speculated and received from Kismet, “Those who are tainted with the diary’s owner’s karma are unable to obtain the diary. Lord Frim Court, if you had swooped in and killed me before you knew about me and knew about the Death Wizard’s diary, there might have been a chance that you could have gotten the diary. Of course, the greater likelihood is that the diary would have disappeared from then on until someone completely unrelated to me appeared and then fell into his hands.”

“So Kismet was handing the diary over to you?”

“Yes. He didn’t even know who I was.”

Frim was also speechless, “Heh, Kismet.”

Saul lowered his eyes, there were truths and falsehoods in this case, but the part about the death wizard’s diary was basically a no-brainer.

That’s why Cid, who once tried to rob his diary in the first place, didn’t know that it simply wouldn’t work for him to try to use other uninformed people to kill Saul.

Even Cid’s grandfather was never going to get the diary.

They could only create needless killings.

A longer silence ensued, and Frim seemed to be pondering what the odds were that he would get the diary if he found someone who wasn’t even remotely related to Saul to kill him.

But after a little bit of thinking, Frim realized that he simply couldn’t find such a person.

During Frim’s silence, Byron slowly walked over to Saul’s side and stared around alertly.

He thought that the Lord of the Court of Judgment, Frim, should be a sensible man, but he was also afraid that the other party might suddenly have a whim (a brain fart) to try something.

Compared to Byron’s vigilance, Saul was more relaxed.

He knew clearly that even if Frim really had a brain fart and wanted to give it a try, it wouldn’t be now.

Right now, Frim had more important things on his mind, and he would definitely want to take advantage of the fact that his mentor had been lured to Khema and he himself had been brought here to get rid of Golza first!
Yes, Sol knew all too well the reason why Frim had forced himself to be brought here again.

And Frim should also be well aware that Saul already knew, but he still did it, clearly determined to win this time.

Golza’s failure in promotion this time was a very rare opportunity for Frim. Even if his purpose was exposed, he still had to play a time gap.

Sol looked down at his toes.

But who isn’t?

“I see, it seems you’ve taken complete control of this unique sorcerous prop. I’d better not bother giving it a new owner. Who is better at using it now than you?” Frim made the decision that, at the very least for now, Saul was still the best person to work with.

Even if he killed the other party’s mentor, the two would not necessarily become mortal enemies.

After all, they were both wizards, and knowledge and interests were paramount.

“Next, I will give you a bit of processed anchor point. You experiment with it first, and if you can solve its contamination, I’ll give you a more primitive Black Tide anchor point, and if you can even solve it …… I can give you the position of the head of the Court of Adjudication!”

(End of chapter)