Chapter 175: Convergence
"A soul that exists independently? Isn't that a ghost?" Saul's mind flashed through the various visions he had seen within the Sorcerer's Tower.
"Of course it's not that form! It's a complete, independent, conscious spirit body, not a mutilated body that can alienate and go crazy at any time, tainted by the unknown." Vinnie got a little excited when she said that, but then she looked at the red candle and her head gradually tilted down again.
"They argued for a long time, and no one could convince anyone. So Golza took Yura away. Ha, the Duchy of Kemah was instantly happy to declare the two married."
"And which notion did both the tower master and Lady Yura support?"
Vinnie, however, didn't answer right away; the red candle was already a third of the way burned, and the white flame was unusually steady.
"They did become a couple later, only one day Yura woke up to find herself immobilized inside a darkened laboratory. And Golza himself sliced open her skull and peeled off her skin to make a sort of pink bandage."
At that point, Vinnie had slowly stood up, and she turned her head to look at Sol.
Saul vaguely saw a rueful smile in that black silhouette.
"Golza hid the cranium, then used resentment, grief, and awe to wrap himself in pink bandages. That way, he was able to hold on for a little while longer."
Vinnie suddenly reached out her hand and pressed it against the white candle flame, which actually did go out by her.
"It smells pleasant, but it will only gain temporary peace." Vinnie withdrew her hand, and her flat head suddenly twisted ninety degrees to look at Saul, "What do you think Golza should do if one day, Lady Yura's cranium and skin don't work well anymore?"
Sol didn't answer.
"Heh heh heh ...," Vinnie laughed a nervous laugh, her form fading to shallow and disappearing before Saul's eyes.
Saul stood silently in place until he had been standing for nearly ten minutes before squinting his eyes and checking over his surroundings.
The red candle was extinguished, and the corpses had returned to their original positions at some point.
Vinnie's dark shadow disappeared completely, and should have gone back to Golza's side.
Although Vinnie was subject to Golza, she was not completely without freedom.
Otherwise, it was impossible for her to come over today to talk about these passages.
It was just that the truth or falsehood of these words and the intention of the words were unknown for the time being.
Saul picked up the red candle on the table, "Vinnie, it's actually Mrs. Yura, isn't it, it's just that she herself doesn't want to admit it."
Putting the red candle away in his arms, he checked the four wounds on his arm in passing, regrettably none of them were healed.
The eyes were able to return to normal, I'm afraid there were other factors.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Saul traveled to Kujin's quarters.
Kujin was indeed waiting here.
"Senior Kukin, please tell Ferguson for me that at two fifty-five, prepare enough magic crystals and wait for me at the outermost metal gate on the first floor of the East Tower. If he's late, I'll assume he's forfeiting the deal."
Kukin froze, and before he could nod his head, Saul turned around and left, not giving any room for discussion.
Kujin gazed morosely at Saul's back for a long time before turning to head elsewhere.
After that, Saul went to Mentor Katz's lab.
Angela, who was still working there, jumped straight up from her chair in shock at the sight of Saul.
"I-I brought food today."
Saul nodded and smiled, "Thanks, not hungry."
He walked into the cabinets inside the lab and opened one of them, reaching down and carrying out a puppet doll before returning to Angela.
"Rent a doll."
Angela couldn't help but take a half step back, "Okay, okay."
One hand to pay, one hand to deliver.
With the doll in hand, Saul hung out for a while longer.
First, he went to see Wright, and then he saw Byron.
Finally took a trip back to the dorms, but unfortunately Kori hadn't returned yet.
I wonder if she'll be surprised when she comes back to see her?
Saul dawdled for a while before pinpointing the time and arriving back outside the second storage room at 2:55 PM.
Ferguson had arrived long ago.
I don't know how long he'd been waiting, and his whole body looked annoyed.
"What took you so long to come back?" Ferguson barely managed to put away the annoyance on his face when he saw Saul.
Saul didn't talk nonsense with him, "What does the senior want?"
"... "Ferguson saw that Saul was going to start trading as soon as he came up, instead he was a little hesitant. "Senior regret? I have no problem with terminating the deal now."
"It's the first time anyway, so I won't be hard on you. I need one of the candles in the storehouse, not a small section, but a complete one from the candlestick. This item is not numbered, there are a lot of them in the storehouse, I don't think you will even dare to take this item, right?"
Saul clasped his hands to his chest and thought for a moment, "Why don't you just take one of these in the hallway for something so simple?"
"The candles in the corridor are completely different from those in the storehouse." Ferguson lowered his voice, "The candles in the hallway are checked daily, while the ones in the storeroom are only known to you."
Sol didn't really want to get to the bottom of it with Ferguson, "500 magic crystals."
"Impossible." Ferguson looked down at Saul, electricity arcing in his eyes, "It's just a candle, the most I can give you is 200 magic crystals."
"500 magic crystals." Saul reached out, "Or goodbye?"
Ferguson's cheeks twitched twice, but he still took out a bag of magic crystals and a potion from his arms.
"I didn't bring that much, here's a bottle of Illusionist worth at least 150 magic crystals."
Sol took the bag of money and opened it nonchalantly, sweeping it with his spiritual power.
The magic fluctuation emanating from the bag was pure, almost four hundred, and with the Illusion Agent, it was indeed more than five hundred.
Ferguson was giving it so painfully now, I'm afraid he was thinking that he could blackmail him to get it back later.
Sol put the things away with satisfaction, "Senior wait for me here."
He went deeper into the second storage room, circling around the corpses that had returned to their places on their own, counting the lit candlesticks on the walls still over a hundred in the process, before pinching himself to get out.
By the time Saul pushed open the door to the right of the metal gate again, outside Ferguson was standing with his eyes closed, with arcs of electricity flashing across his body from time to time, and the oppressive feeling of a third-class sorcerer's apprentice.
But having seen powerful third class apprentices such as Byron, Bill and even Herman, Saul always felt that Ferguson was much worse in certain aspects.
Saul walked forward and handed the box in his hand to Ferguson.
Ferguson sensed someone coming out and immediately opened his eyes, and saw the box near his eyes.
As soon as he took the box, his magic power and spiritual power took turns probing it once, and he didn't find any abnormality inside the box.
So he carefully opened a corner, "Why is it red?"
"A means of camouflage."
A bad feeling rose in Ferguson's mind, "I'm going to check it out live."
"Inspection?" Saul's heart tightened, but his face looked impatient, "Here?"
"The darkness here makes it impossible to hide, so it's safest to inspect the goods here."
Ferguson said, pulling out a mini-lighter and probing into the box.
"Gimme!"
The red candle instantly lit up with a white candle flame.
He stared at the candle tightly, and after confirming that the white flame was correct, the stone in his heart finally landed.
"You are honest." Getting the stolen goods, a smile finally surfaced on Ferguson's always serious expression.
However, just as he raised his eyes, wanting to teach this greedy second level rookie a lesson, countless faces suddenly appeared in front of him.
Ferguson's palms trembled and he nearly threw the box in his hand to the ground.
Around him, countless corpses with green and white faces and tightly closed eyes had unexpectedly appeared!
"Corpses!!!"
Herman, who had been working privately with Ku Jin, naturally knew what these corpses were.
That was exactly one of the forbidden things in the second depot!
Every corpse that could be displayed in the storehouse all had an assigned number, and every single one of them was a powerful apprentice or even a full-fledged sorcerer in their lifetime!
Each and every one of them, was the taboo of taboos!
Ferguson did not even dare to breathe for a moment, and could only desperately rotate his eyeballs, trying to find a way out among these "people".
His rapidly rotating eyeballs suddenly stopped at one point.
There, Saul stood in the center of the group, the only one who was watching Ferguson with his eyes open.
Thanks for the big man reward!!!
I've enjoyed reading the analysis from my fellow readers, and I'll be taking careful notes. (laughs~)
(End of chapter)