When Saul thought Wind Sprite might continue testing him, he had suspected whether Justin might also be Wind Sprite’s person.

He just hadn’t expected that in the end, Justin would confess himself.

However, Saul could see that the other party wasn’t Wind Sprite’s subordinate. The two sides were more like a cooperative relationship.

Regardless, since Wind Sprite had tested him repeatedly, Saul couldn’t just sit and wait for death.

While treating Justin, he had taken advantage of absorbing pollution to secretly plant an eye on the other party.

An eye from the wizard tower’s interlayers.

The paired other eye was installed on the butler.

Because the butler was currently the only person besides Saul who could somewhat control the resentful spirit fragments within the wizard tower.

Moreover, spying on a third-rank wizard was very dangerous, and Hope was unwilling to let Saul take the risk personally.

As a complete spiritual entity rooted in the wizard tower, it could recover as long as it didn’t completely dissipate.

Now it seemed his concerns were indeed justified.

The opponent’s power not only killed Justin but even followed the eye’s connection and nearly killed the butler as well.

“Did you see anything?” Saul waited for Hope to recover slightly before hurriedly asking.

“Sorry, Tower Master, I saw nothing—only blinding light, followed by intense burning sensation.”

Saul was puzzled. “Wind Sprite should be related to wind attributes. Why would there be light? It seems the flames just now were also caused by extremely strong light. There must be a wizard who specializes in light attributes on the other side.”

Saul was somewhat worried whether the opponent had discovered the eye he had hidden.

Instead, the butler comforted him. “Please rest assured, Tower Master. They might have discovered there were soul fragments on Justin, but probably didn’t discover the surveillance function. Otherwise, the power transmitted wouldn’t have been just destructive without tracking.”

Saul relaxed slightly but then said seriously, “Regardless of whether the opponent discovered it, we must accelerate the magic reservoir’s progress.”

The butler nodded in agreement.

The magic reservoir Saul was building had already taken initial shape.

The quicksand termite colony had successfully recovered its vitality, and the queen had even begun regularly secreting obsidian crystals.

This crystal was a relatively harmless catalyst.

At the same time, he, Camus, and the various consciousness bodies had also analyzed and improved the Monte Extraction Method and completed adaptation with the tower-top magic reservoir.

Now, the most important thing was to select a carrier to filter magical power for the magic reservoir.

And this carrier had to be a wizard!

As for the choice of this wizard…

It would be best to actively go out and search, since those who came to the door were very likely Wind Sprite’s people.

Killing too many such people would also be troublesome.

So, to collect enough true wizards, Saul once again began frequently venturing out.

But using true wizards as filtering carriers—if outsiders knew, it would probably bring great trouble. To avoid becoming a public enemy of the Borderland, Saul decided this trip’s main purpose would be scavenging corpses.

With the diary in hand, he could avoid many dangerous places.

And this time, besides avoiding, he could also wait on the periphery.

However, a month later, Saul returned completely empty-handed.

Agu was carrying a pile of discarded parchment up to destroy it when he happened to meet the exhausted Saul who had just returned on the stairs.

“Master?” He looked at Saul and inquired carefully. “Was this outing not very smooth?”

Saul took off his dust-covered outer robe and draped it over his arm. “Very strange.”

He shook his head while walking upward, his face full of confusion.

“The atmosphere in the Borderland recently has been very strange.”

Since having the plain body as an outer layer, consciousness bodies could act independently with minimal consumption. So to avoid delaying the magic reservoir’s establishment, Saul had left several consciousness bodies skilled in research at the wizard tower to help.

Consciousness bodies that couldn’t independently cross Rhine Lake naturally couldn’t go out either and didn’t know what was happening outside.

Saul instructed Agu, “Tell the others to come to underground level 1 in half an hour.”

Agu quickly agreed.

Half an hour later, Camus sat in the corner’s confinement array, watching the suddenly lively underground level 1. Her gaze wandered bit by bit before finally settling on Saul at the center of the crowd.

Saul was sharing his experiences from the past month with everyone.

“I walked through all the dangerous areas near Rhine Lake, but not a single person appeared in these places recently.”

If it was just that no one died in the dangerous areas, Saul could understand, but if not a single person appeared, that was somewhat strange.

In the Borderland, often the more dangerous the area, the rarer the magic materials that could be obtained. Wizards who came to the Borderland were either forced by circumstances or fond of adventure—in any case, they wouldn’t just honestly stay in safe places.

Yet Saul had spent a month walking through the areas around Rhine Lake and hadn’t even found a single corpse to scavenge.

This was too abnormal.

Penny didn’t care about abnormalities first—she was the first to run out and suggest, “Since we can’t scavenge any, Brother Saul, let’s just make our own!”

Several people unanimously ignored Penny’s voice.

Killing was easy, but wanting to stop after killing was difficult.

Because one would fall into the intense pleasure of getting something for nothing, thus forgetting that the real purpose of pursuing benefits was pursuing knowledge.

Putting the cart before the horse would only make the foundation unstable, even causing mutations.

“Maybe we should also find out if something major happened in the Borderland that made ordinary wizards afraid to come out and adventure.” Herman was relatively cautious.

“Speaking of which, Jiajia Gu hasn’t appeared for a long time either… could it be that we’ve been sealed off here?” Ann was relatively vigilant.

“You mean we’ve been blockaded here?” Saul’s fingers kept tapping the table, making disturbing sounds.

“Since we want to know, why not just go out and see?” The Old Witch sat on her stool carelessly, completely unconcerned. “The Borderland experiences some major dangerous events every few years. It’s normal for people to choose to keep low profiles and stay home during such times. For this kind of thing, just find some medium-sized settlements and you can basically inquire about it.”

“Good idea, then I’ll trouble you with this.” Saul immediately said sincerely.

“I’m not going!” The Old Witch refused outright. “Before I advance, I’m not going anywhere!”

Saul wasn’t surprised either. The Old Witch still had bounties from Wind Sprite and Firefly Lord on her head. Even when helping him ambush people, she wouldn’t stray far from Rhine Lake.

But looking at the people around him, besides the Old Witch, there wasn’t a single living wizard.

Only Marsh, who could move freely… too weak. Going out would just make him a main course for someone’s pot.

Saul now finally understood why Master Gorsa, who clearly didn’t like crowded places, still recruited so many apprentices.

Many things really couldn’t be completed by oneself alone!

The efficiency was too low.

“Should I spend time inquiring about what happened here, or activate my second plan?”

After realizing Wind Sprite’s covetousness toward his abilities, Saul had not only accelerated the magic reservoir’s construction progress but also begun preparing another escape plan.

These two plans were offensive and defensive respectively, but neither was easy.

There was no choice—facing third-rank, simple methods definitely wouldn’t work.

At this time, the butler walked down the stairs and knocked on the open door at the entrance.

“Tower Master, sorry to interrupt. That headless knight from before has appeared in the mushroom forest again.”

“Thud!”

Saul and the Old Witch stood up simultaneously, looking at each other.

The Old Witch sneered. “Very good. The materials you want—haven’t they just arrived?”

Saul was also very excited.

He had thought Brando was scared by his consciousness space and wouldn’t return.

Previously, when he first encountered someone who could escape from his consciousness space, he wasn’t prepared and let Brando get away.

But now he was different from a month ago.

As long as Brando dared appear within the range covered by his mental fluctuations, he would definitely make this guy become a new page in his book!

(End of Chapter)

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