Chapter 389: Split in Two

“…Therefore, I discovered that the gray matter does have a strengthening effect on the soul. However, I haven’t yet figured out the exact composition of the gray matter. But it can be filtered to remove the harmful substances that have been identified.”

Byron was explaining his theory and experimental results to the two of them. Of course, he didn’t reveal too many details—those would require academic credits to be exchanged for.

Yes, even mentors couldn’t freeload.

However, Yura and Rum were both very powerful wizards. Even though Byron only shared a surface-level explanation, they could already deduce the underlying principles and its validity.

“But…” Byron hesitated for a moment and still voiced one of his concerns. “After consuming a potion made from gray matter, I seem to have discovered a hidden danger, though I’m not yet sure how severe it is.”

Yura and Rum exchanged a glance, clearly becoming even more interested in Byron’s research.

“What hidden danger—ah!” Yura had just asked with interest when she suddenly cried out in pain.

“Lady Yura!” Rum immediately looked over with concern, reaching out with his three long arms to check on Yura’s condition.

However, the pain didn’t stop.

“Ahhh—” Yura’s scream grew even more anguished, to the point where her form began to destabilize.

The edges of her black silhouette started dripping like wax, oozing thick, sticky liquid.

Rum immediately stopped approaching and barked sharply, “Your soul body is under attack! Calm yourself quickly!”

Yura, experienced as she was, swiftly crushed a blue Water Soul Soul in her left hand. A plume of faintly glowing white mist floated out and drifted into Yura’s head.

Byron, standing to the side, was momentarily stunned—he hadn’t expected the Blue Water Soul to be used like that.

He couldn’t help but wonder about the principles and components behind that mist.

Yura’s condition visibly improved, though her silhouette’s edges remained blurry.

Her consciousness seemed slightly muddled; she lifted her right hand and crushed the piece of gray matter Byron had given her.

And then…

The same faintly glowing mist emerged, exactly like the one from the Water Soul Soul.

This time, Byron lowered his head, retracting his gaze, and forced himself to empty his mind.

After absorbing the gray matter’s mist, Yura’s state improved once again.

At least now, her shadow resembled the silhouette of a beautiful woman.

Seeing this, Rum let out a breath of relief and turned to look at Byron.

At the same time, Yura, now stabilized, also turned her head toward Byron. In the darkness, it seemed as if she revealed a pair of emotionless eyes.

The room suddenly fell into a terrifying silence.

Just as Byron, under their intense gaze, began feeling physical stress symptoms, Rum finally spoke.

“You may leave for now. When the Tower Master returns, I will report your research results to him. Whether or not you can participate in the resurrection experiments ultimately depends on the Tower Master’s approval.”

“Understood.”

Byron nodded quietly and obediently left.

After stepping out of Rum’s room and gently closing the sliding door behind him, Byron’s footsteps grew heavy for a moment.

But he quickly regained his rhythm, walking away with a calm face.

He kept this composure all the way back to his dormitory, closed the door, crossed the cluttered room, sat down at his desk, and slowly pulled both hands out from his sleeves, placing them on the table…

His hands were trembling lightly.

Anyone else witnessing Yura absorbing both the Blue Wate Soul and the gray matter might have only found it strange.

But Byron was different. He had spent nearly half a year researching gray matter.

The way Yura used the gray matter and the Blue Water Soul—there was no difference!

Most importantly, Byron suddenly realized what that mysterious mist was.

It was an extremely terrifying form of evil thought, something that could drive an ordinary person’s soul insane instantly.

He finally understood the hidden danger he had been unable to pinpoint all along.

But back in Rum’s room, he hadn’t dared to reveal anything.

Because the way those two had acted—so practiced and so knowing—had terrified him.

A substance that harbored extreme hidden evil thoughts at its core… Could it really serve as a stable agent to reinforce the soul and bind the body and soul together?

Wouldn’t it pose a terrible danger?

A headache like a danger alarm kept throbbing in Byron’s mind, making him desperately want to flee from those two strange people.

After calming himself for a moment, Byron rummaged through his materials, pulling out paper and a pen.

He began writing rapidly.

The feather pen left messy traces across the slightly yellowed parchment, but the content recorded was a series of complex three-dimensional coordinates.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk… You’re really sharp, huh?”

Suddenly, a woman’s voice sounded behind Byron.

His hand froze mid-writing.

He slowly raised his head, his gaze shifting to the side and behind him—only to see Yura perched on the back of his chair, a black silhouette without a visible head, only a neck stretching over a meter long.

From his angle, it seemed that the end of her elongated neck and thus her head was right above his own.

“Lady Yura…” Byron stammered.

The black head slowly slid from above his head down to his ear, the voice accompanied by an icy breath entering directly into his ear.

“Even though I don’t know what you’re writing, as soon as you come back and start scribbling all these strange things… You’re trying to transmit information, aren’t you?”

Byron was thankful that his skin hid most signs of fear.

So he did his best to steady himself and replied as casually as possible.

“I just suddenly thought of a problem that needed to be—”

Whoosh—

Byron’s words were abruptly cut off.

He seemed to see something suddenly drill between his eyes.

Then, he saw Yura, now sitting on the table in front of him.

He stared blankly at her slender, paper-thin figure, unable to utter another word.

Yura, sitting casually on Byron’s long desk, softly sighed.

“What a pity. Since Billy refused to come forward, and you’ve learned too much, the formula for modifying the Blue Water Soul can’t be leaked through your mouth.”

She stretched out her hand and gently stroked Byron’s outline.

“In the Tower, it’s hard to find someone as honest as you.”

She withdrew her hand.

A strange sound echoed from Byron’s body.

It was a mix of the sound of peeling old wall plaster and fraying ropes snapping.

Before Yura’s eyes, Byron’s body slowly split into two halves.

The cut was black, smooth like a mirror.

Yet at the same time, it was soft—like supple leather.

Byron’s two halves slid slowly off the sides of the chair, falling to the ground.

“Hmm~” Yura lifted her hand to her own face and gently stroked her outline, savoring the scene with great pleasure.

Knock, knock, knock.

Someone knocked on the door.

Yura chuckled softly, hopped down from the long table, and cheerfully walked to the door, reaching out to open it.

Outside, Lokai stood there with a smiling face.

“Senior Byron, I have a few questions I’d like to ask you.”

“Hmm.” Byron’s voice came from within Yura’s black shadow.

Receiving permission, Lokai stepped inside Byron’s dormitory and closed the door behind him.

He approached the long desk and, without surprise, noticed Byron’s body split into two halves.

He merely gave it a glance before shifting his focus to the desk.

“These symbols must be something Saul invented.”

Yura approached and asked, “Can you read it?”

“I can’t, hee hee hee,” Lokai giggled happily. “But it doesn’t matter, as long as the intended recipient can’t see it either.”

He picked up the sheet of paper and used a simple fire spell to quickly reduce it to ashes.

Afterward, he glanced down at Byron’s desk and laughed again.

“Hee hee hee, hee hee hee.”

Yura tilted her head, looking at him. “What are you laughing at?”

“Byron wrote so hard the writing was imprinted onto the desk.”

Saying this, Lokai gently brushed his hand across the surface.

The once smooth desk immediately became rough and uneven, pitted with marks.

(End of this chapter.)

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