Chapter 918: Failure of Rehearsal

Chapter 905: Rehearsal Failure
After speculating that Yura would use the entire Kemah Royal Palace, or even the entire Kemah Royal City, as a trap, Sol began to think about what methods the other party might use against Tutor Golza.

“There should be the involvement of Flim, who was just in Neverwinter Nights and shouldn’t have arrived on the opposite side by now. Even with the existence of the Ultra Long Distance Teleportation Array, trying to reach Kemah from Neverwinter Nights isn’t something that can be done in a short period of time.”

At this time, Floco, who had long ago been pulled over by Sol to listen in, spoke up.

[Saul, I don’t think Frim will necessarily go over this time.]

“Oh? How so?”

[The last time he planned to leave Nefertiti, he had already been drilled by us, causing the mermaids to leave and the Red Sea Tree to suffer extensive damage, so in order to ensure Nefertiti’s safety, he shouldn’t be leaving here again.]

[I suspect that he might use sorcery such as Descent to allow his soul to descend directly to Kemah through the coordinated sorcery spells on Yura’s side].

“But I’ve seen Flint in a rapture before, and it doesn’t seem to require such tedious preparation.”

[That was different. If he is distracted in a lamp, at most he can communicate with you or crush some low-ranked wizards. But if he wanted to kill Golza, he would have to divide at least a quarter or more of his spiritual energy over there, and that would not be something a single lamp could handle. A powerful sorcerer, and a special carrier would have to be used for that to happen.]

Listening to Floco’s analysis, Sol once again fell into deep thought.

Countless thin black lines emerged, gradually spreading over the space of consciousness near the platform, turning Saul and the space he entered and exited into a black and white sketch world.

Although the existence of the Death Sorcerer’s Diary had already been exposed – there were already more than three people who knew about it, and there was no need to continue to hide it – the true method of using the Death Sorcerer’s Diary had not yet been made known to other people, and this matter was only known to Kismet, so Saul couldn’t expose it to others yet.

It seemed that Flo was not going to be able to participate.

“How does Frim want to assassinate Mentor Golza? Diary, come tell me.”

After exchanging information with Shia and Floco, Sol’s consciousness returned to the castle.

Now that it was clear that Flim wouldn’t leave, the plan would have to change slightly.

Only the starry sky in the distance was still blinking at a high frequency, seemingly unaffected by the death wizard’s diary warning in the slightest.

By sneaking out of the Masterless Land with Byron, he had deliberately done it to show Frim and followed them to the Court of Judgment in passing.

At this time, Byron had already begun experimenting on the sidelines. Although his recent attention had been focused on the White Bone Monster, Byron still hadn’t completely given up on his Black Tide Inertia experiment.

He let the dark red hardcover book spread out in his palm and flipped to the blank white page section.

[I’m in the ocean. It’s also some distance from the coast of the continent of Stout].

“I see, Lord Floco, are you still at the Wall of Sighs?” Sol wanted to see if Floco could participate in this plan.

Golza was very far away from Sol, and if it wasn’t for the fact that his relationship with Sol was already very close and solid, it would have been very difficult for Sol to even think about using the diary for death warnings.

Saul was not discouraged, although he didn’t have the help of the False Fifth Order, he had been funded by another powerful helper.

Now with Frim’s commission, he could also restart the experiment.

Standing on the platform of consciousness, with the stars that kept blinking above his head, Saul once again took out his diary.

Saul looked up at Senior Byron and did not disturb the other party’s experiment, but instead walked to the corner himself, closed his eyes to meditate, and then entered the consciousness platform in his own head.

Moreover, the Black Tide inerting experiment was originally his subject, and Saul could have taken this opportunity to lay out his own plans.

In order to take advantage of this critical moment when Frim was preparing to leave the Judgment Court again to kill Mentor Golza, he could get involved and sabotage the other party’s plan.

Thin black threads emerged from the pages of the book, extending into the distant starry sky and disappearing again halfway.

After a few moments passed, the black lines contracted, as if erased by wallpaper, and the world turned back to colorful three-dimensionality.

Saul opened his eyes, his expression somewhat serious, a puzzled look in his eyes.

“Why …… can’t we see Mentor Golza’s death warning at all?” Saul has just felt Golza’s existence, but the diary did not carry out the warning, as if …… as if …… the other party did not have a death-dealing at all!
Saul exited the consciousness platform, and there was nothing in the room of the castle, so he could only sit in the corner and rely on the wall, thinking about it, he suddenly laughed out.

“No, heh, not at all, heh heh, not at all ……”

Hearing Saul’s laughter, Byron, who was doing experiments, couldn’t help but raise his head as well.

He saw that Saul seemed to be either mentally out of it or happy from the bottom of his heart, and felt that it should be fine, so he lowered his head and continued to do the experiment.

Anyway, if Saul needed him to do anything, he could just tell him directly.

When Saul had laughed enough, he got up from the ground and walked over to Byron.

Byron didn’t stop working in his hands, just glanced at Saul to signal that he was listening.

“I’m going to call Kori over. There are some experimental steps that can only be done by her.”

When Byron heard this, the movements in his hands finally stopped, and he looked up at Saul, his face full of seriousness, “Are you sure you want to let Korrie conduct the experiments here?”

What experiments must be done by Korrie over here?

Byron didn’t even need to guess to know.

He just needs to check with Saul, after all, in this place, in the Court of Judgment …… many things have to be carefully considered.

“Yes.” Saul also answered Byron very seriously, “As a matter of fact this experiment, was prepared for today.”

Byron looked at Sol fixedly for a moment, then nodded, “I see.”

He then continued to lower his head and do the experiment, as if he had just heard a daily greeting, rather than a dangerous decision that was appalling enough.

Over the next few days, Flim came to talk to Saul almost every day for a few moments.

Learning about the progress of Saul’s current experiments, understanding Saul’s visions, and also sharing some of the Judgment Court’s experience in fighting the Black Tide.

If people who didn’t know the inside story came over, I’m afraid they would think that the two were engaging in academic research in a very congenial manner.

But Saul knew that everything was just Frim putting on a show and being perfunctory.

Frim was also well aware that Saul had not yet begun the real Black Tide experiment. But he wasn’t in a hurry, before Golza’s death, it was unlikely that Saul would be dead set on cooperating with him.

Three days later, Korie pretended to be discovered by the people of the Court of Judgment, and then, like Saul, traveled from the capital of Khema to the Empire of Eternal Night, and was escorted by the dwarf wizard into the abandoned castle where Saul was being held captive.

Shia, a dark pawn, stayed in the royal city and remained on standby.

Thor greeted Kori in the dimly lit corridor as soon as he entered the castle and watched as Kori trotted in.

The dwarf wizard remained outside and did not enter.

Kori kicked the door shut and pulled Thor inside.

“Is this a convenient place to talk?” Kori asked.

“Let’s go up to the second floor.” Saul backhanded Kori and the two of them walked briskly up to the second floor lab.

As soon as Korrie entered the lab, she could see that the sorcery spell in the center was isolated from prying eyes, and pulled Saul inside, shaking off the other man’s hand as she did so.

“Are you trying to kill Frim?” Kori glared at Saul, as if fire burned in her eyes.

Like anger, like incredulity, and like there was just a little bit of …… excitement?
“No, that would be a waste of resources.” Sol smiled.

(End of chapter)