Chapter 290.

Chapter 290 Not Good
All of Saul’s emotions were compressed to the limit after taking the Ground Sound Fruit Extract.

But when the effects of the medicine faded, those emotions that had been suppressed to their limits launched a violent counterattack.

The details that were not noticed at the time, the mental fluctuations that still did not arise, all launched powerful counterattacks against him.

Thor was now more than a little distressed at the thought that he had given up his predecessor’s experience of using the diary, although he did not regret it.

However, with the side effects of the Sound Grinding Fruit, this little bit of heartache had unexpectedly turned into a heart-breaking pain.

It was so hateful that he just wanted to get down on the floor and pound the floor with his hands!
Other events had produced strong emotional feedback, but none of them had been as intense as this one, so much so that he’d just about lost it in front of the Briar Witch.

Luckily, he had held on until he had sent the man away after all.

Otherwise the humiliation would have been huge.

“The side effects of the Sound Grinding Fruit are this strong, I don’t know if Senior Nick was affected when he used it in the past.” Saul suddenly remembered the Senior Nick that he had seen before his departure who had become somewhat inhuman, and was more or less worried about the other party’s situation.

Perhaps because of Saul’s strong spiritual power, the side effects of this Sound Grinding Fruit came and went quickly.

The various emotional feedbacks on Saul’s body began to dissipate after one minute, and after three minutes he was already climbing up like nothing.

“Luckily there’s no one else here. The side effects of the Sound Grinding Fruit are short-lived, but they’re also troublesome. If there had been a sudden breach in my mental defenses just now, it would have evolved into an even more terrifying full-blown meltdown. It seems that building a consciousness platform and maintaining emotional stability still requires finding a way to find more effective materials.”

Although Saul had now turned the diary into his locator, it didn’t mean that he didn’t need a consciousness platform.

Especially the second inward vision he just had, pulling a person’s spiritual consciousness into a consciousness platform to fight, dangerous and crazy.

But where Saul was better than the others was that he had the diary to foresee danger and could help him screen his enemies to see if they could be pulled into the consciousness battlefield.

But safeguard or no safeguard, the prerequisite for doing so was that his consciousness battlefield had to be strong enough to do so.

Saul straightened his robes and turned around, ready to check the supplies that the Bri Wizard had sent in.

Even though he was only the temporary owner of this place, he had to make sure that the work was handed over properly.

The supplies sent over from Desert City weren’t much, but they were enough for the Black Fortress, which was usually inhabited by only one person.

The most common things in the crates were simple food, like air-dried meat cubes and extremely dense bread.

Apparently, the former owner of the Black Castle didn’t pay much attention to the appetite.

“But this is too simple, box after box is full of bread and dried meat. There aren’t even any vegetables, did the previous owners of Black Castle have to prepare their own nutritional creams?”

Those food and household items were all neatly placed in one small box. In turn, the numerous small crates fell into a huge wooden box, which had countless spell formations carved on the outside for preservation of freshness.

The four corners on top of the wooden box were also inlaid with magic crystals to provide energy for the spell formations.

Using sorcery spell formations to preserve food was quite extravagant. In the Kemah Duchy, it was probably only the royal family and a few big families that dared to do so.

Saul’s spiritual power probed over, and there was a faint fluctuation of magic power coming from the object, but it did not exceed the range of magic power fluctuation that should be present in a preservation spell formation.

“There shouldn’t be any problem.” Saul clapped his hands and prepared to leave, it was impossible for him to open all the wooden crates one by one, and checking up to here was already considered very comprehensive and meticulous.

If the food placed on the lower level really had any quality problems, it would be better to let the future owner of Black Castle confront Desert City.

However, even if there was something wrong with the quality of this kind of thing, the most Desert City could do was to send another box of new food.

Saul still had the food he had brought with him, so he didn’t intend to use this wooden box, and was prepared to hand it over intact to the next owner.

Just as he turned around and was about to leave, he suddenly had a change of heart and faced the wooden box again, narrowing his eyes and sweeping over. It had become Saul’s habit to check the surrounding area with his semi-immersive meditation method every time he arrived at a place. So this time, he still used this method to check the wooden crate.

A quick glance over didn’t show anything unusual. However, Saul was in no hurry to leave, and his eyes continued to move around the wooden box.

Alienation and contamination sometimes appeared in very subtle places, and there was definitely no way to do such a detailed inspection in an overall environment like Mill Sail Town, but in the face of such a small crate, Saul didn’t mind wasting a minute of his time.

Then, just as he crouched down to inspect the bottom of the box, he suddenly saw a grayish-white dome slowly extruding from the bottom corner of the box.

Kind of like one of those round buns.

Saul’s heart skipped a beat, and his gaze did not pause, but continued to inspect the other three sides.

But Saul’s afterglow kept an eye on the grayish-white fist-sized dome.

As Saul moved his feet, that dome slowly retracted into the box again.

Saul examined all six sides of the box, then patted the dust on his hands and turned to leave the warehouse.

Just as he closed the door behind him, his face grimaced.

“There’s something in that box!” Saul walked quickly towards the lab, “Did the Bri wizard let it in, or did someone else steal the supplies for the Wizard Tower?”

Using the preservation spell of the box itself to mask the weak magic fluctuations hidden within was indeed a good method.

If it wasn’t for Saul’s habit of using his own “eyes” to check whether the materials were clean or not, I’m afraid that he wouldn’t have realized the abnormality of the supplies.

Originally, Saul did not have much vigilance towards the visit of the Bree Wizard.

After all, the pollution in Mill Sail Town should have been dealt with by this time, and the reason that the Briar Wizard said he came to visit and inform him of the news of the old madman was also very good.

Now that he thought about it, either the Bri Wizard had been taken advantage of, or the other party had seized on the fact that he had just become the master of the Black Castle and might not be attentive to the inventory of supplies.

“Whoever it was couldn’t have sent in something like this for no reason.”

Saul entered the lab at a quick pace, gathering up his own things on the table and clearing away the traces of the spells on the floor.

He then summoned the small algae and asked it to alert the Devil’s Vine that the two magical creatures were reinforcing their defenses in unison.

“Is this a test against me, or is it an indiscriminate attack on the Black Fortress?”

Saul had yet to master a single 2nd-ranked sorcery right now, and if it was really the Khema Duchy represented by Brie that was trying to secretly do something to him, it would be really difficult for him to resist alone.

“How did Mochi Mochi receive the summons from the Sorcerer’s Tower in the past? If I know the method, I can report it to the Sorcerer’s Tower and refer to the Tower’s opinion on how to handle it.”

It couldn’t be helped that Saul and the previous owner of the Black Castle didn’t have a normal handover, and now there were many rooms and props in the Black Castle that he hadn’t been able to use properly.

Especially those that were witchcraft locked by Mochimochi, mastering a bad way to force it open, not only will he lose the items inside, but also may in turn cause harm to Saul.

“It’s a pity that Mrs. Yura only had time to give me access to the Devil’s Vine before leaving, if she ……”

Wait!

Saul’s movement of packing up his things lurched.

“Could it be that …… Yura purposely pretended to leave in a hurry and didn’t tell me the way to contact the Witch Tower?”

(End of chapter)