Diary of a Dead Wizard-Chapter 235: Whoosh

Wizards place great importance on benefits.

So does Saul.

Whether or not to take risks depends on whether it’s worth it.

Now is the moment for the young man to show his worth.

After all, Saul still didn’t fully understand what the Wizard Tower’s administrator could do or what abilities they possessed.

"I currently don’t have any special abilities. The only thing I can do is briefly control a small amount of the white mist inside the library," the young man gathered his courage, straightened his chest, and seemed to regain some of his pride. "But I’ve memorized every book in this library. Any knowledge you need, I can retrieve and present to you within ten minutes. I can also determine which knowledge you can access directly, and which may be dangerous. Even information from the outside world that you’ve seen, I can use my experience to assess its authenticity, identify items, and detect traps. And...,”

The young man pressed his lips together, as if making a resolution. “Since the previous owner of the Wizard Tower, I’ve been here. I know many of the Tower’s secrets... including the current owner."

Saul’s expression remained neutral.

Wasn’t this just a walking, searchable encyclopedia, combined with "Wizard Tower: A History"?

Then, it seemed like he could almost hear the sound of his saliva dripping out.

Control yourself! Don’t lose composure!

He casually nodded. "It is indeed more convenient to not have to come to the library to find books."

At this moment, the surrounding white mist began to waver, as if it could no longer maintain such a thick barrier.

The young man saw this and immediately looked at Saul in panic. "My lord, I fear I can’t hold on much longer."

Saul glanced around, sighed, and said, "Fine. But after I take you out, you must obey my commands completely. In a few years, you may find yourself even less free than when you were in the library. But I also promise you this—after a hundred years, I’ll grant you freedom. If you accept..."

"Thank you, my lord!" The young man’s eyes shimmered with tears, almost on the verge of breaking down. "While inside the Wizard Tower, I will stay completely hidden within your body and not let anyone discover my existence."

Since discovering that Saul’s body could absorb wraiths, he and the old man had been trying to use Saul to leave.

However, the old man who acted first chose to hide it from Saul, hoping to take advantage of him leaving the library before talking about other matters. This would give him a chance to negotiate with Saul.

But in the end, this plan was discovered by the Tower Master, and all their efforts were in vain.

The young man still had a slim chance of surviving, but after struggling through dozens of sleepless nights, he decided to confess to Saul and leave the library with his help.

If Saul agreed, the chances of him leaving the library without being discovered would rise significantly. But if Saul refused, the Tower Master might be informed, and he’d end up like the old man.

Fortunately, the young man’s gamble paid off!

As though reflecting the young man’s mood, the white mist around them grew more unstable, on the verge of dissipating.

Saul stepped forward and extended his hands toward the young man.

"Don’t move."

The young man quickly stood straight, not daring to move.

Then, Saul’s hands turned transparent again, and only the skeletal arms were visible as they wrapped around the young administrator’s arms.

Saul began to visualize the erosion diagram, and ethereal limbs stretched out from his fingertips.

The spirit that emerged in the outside world suddenly transformed into long, thick octopus-like tentacles. In an instant, they spread out, wrapping the young man tightly within them.

The young man, who had been eagerly awaiting, now showed a look of terror. He barely managed to suppress the urge to flee, remembering Saul’s command, "Don’t move."

The next moment, the tentacles that had tightly wrapped around the young man contracted suddenly. Countless suction cups opened wide, their blood-red mouths snapping open as they pulled him in, sucking him clean as if he were jelly.

With a whoosh, the young man was completely absorbed.

In the final second, Saul almost heard the young man’s wail.

A massive amount of energy was drawn into Saul’s Soul Resin, causing him to stand still for a moment, unable to move.

The tentacles retracted, and his arms returned to a grayish-white hue as the surrounding mist dispersed.

These mists, as if frightened, dared not approach again.

The place where Saul stood was now as pristine as if it had been filtered a dozen times.

However, this strange phenomenon didn’t last long. Before Saul had left the library section, the white mist had already gathered once more around.

After leaving the book section, Saul took out the books he had prepared to borrow.

"The administrator seems to have been absorbed by me. What should I do with this book?"

Just as he thought this, he saw the middle-aged administrator huddling in the corner, clutching his arms tightly.

Saul smiled faintly and walked toward him.

"Hello, I’d like to borrow this book."

The middle-aged administrator finally looked up at Saul. His eyes were filled with fear, and he seemed to have already guessed what had happened. Trembling, he quoted a price.

After a brief hesitation, he lowered the rental fee a little.

Saul gladly accepted, pretending that he hadn’t just taken away the other administrator, which would surely increase the middle-aged administrator’s workload.

"I saved 3 Magic Crystals," he thought contentedly, placing the book into the side pocket of his robe.

But just as he was about to leave, he bumped into someone at the door of the library.

It was none other than the long-unseen leader of the Mutual Aid Society, Lokai.

Since discovering that Lokai was using parasites to control newly inducted First Rank apprentices in the Mutual Aid Society, Saul and Keli had been avoiding them.

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They only occasionally participated in one or two exchange meetings when they needed materials urgently.

Lokai, too, seemed to be wary of the two, never inviting them to the low-level apprentice gatherings again.

Saul still wasn’t sure what Lokai was doing with the First Rank apprentices, but it was certainly not for anything good.

Lokai was still a Second Rank apprentice, but he didn’t radiate the same anxiety as Kongsha did.

Saul wasn’t sure if he was confident or had already resigned himself to his fate.

Anyway, judging by his appearance, Lokai wasn’t far from thirty.

"Long time no see, Saul," Lokai said, eyeing Saul with a hint of surprise. "I should have expected it. You’ve already undergone a second transformation."

"Hello, Senior Lokai. It’s just a little improvement, nothing major," Saul replied politely, no matter what he was thinking inside.

It seemed Lokai had specifically waited for him at the library door. Someone must have reported his whereabouts.

Saul remembered the new apprentices he’d seen when he entered the library. Another batch of newcomers had likely joined the Mutual Aid Society.

"Don’t be so nervous. I’m here just to invite you to a special exchange meeting three days from now," Lokai said with a grin, winking at Saul. "With your current status, I assume you don’t need to worry about anything anymore?"

Ever since the Tower Master saved them and took Saul away from the Land Drifters, their acquaintance had stopped being a secret.

Later, Saul was free to enter and exit the private library on the nineteenth floor, and people quickly took notice of him.

It seemed that they all assumed Saul was now the Tower Master’s student.

What they called "direct disciple."

In fact, Saul himself wasn’t ready to acknowledge that relationship yet.

But even if he didn’t admit it, he knew he could no longer keep a low profile.

So he might as well step forward.

"A special exchange meeting? What makes it special?" Saul asked, showing a bit of interest.

"Yesterday, a batch of Third Rank apprentices returned from an outing, bringing back a lot of good materials. Whenever this happens, we hold a special exchange meeting, inviting some Third Rank apprentices and outstanding Second Rank apprentices to exchange knowledge and materials," Lokai explained, spreading his hands. "Since we were promoted to Second Rank, no one really teaches us systematically. We can only self-study and ask our mentors for help with specific issues. But with so many apprentices and only one mentor, it’s impossible to get all our questions answered, so an exchange platform among peers is the best way to learn."

Saul had to admit that Lokai had a point. If it weren’t for the hidden motives behind the Mutual Aid Society’s formation, he might actually appreciate the good things Lokai had done for the apprentices in the Wizard Tower.

"I understand. When and where will it take place?"

"Three days from now, 9 AM, in the Third Rank apprentices’ activity room on the 13th floor of the East Tower. You’ll see it as soon as you arrive."

"Do you have an invitation?"

"Other Second Rank apprentices need one, but you don’t," Lokai said with a bright smile, eyeing Saul’s grayish-white skin. "Your transformation form is as obvious as Kongsha’s. No one in the Wizard Tower will fail to recognize you."

(End of Chapter)