Chapter 904: Failed Rehearsal

“There should be Frim’s participation. He was just in Evernight and should not have reached the other side yet. Even with ultra-long-distance teleportation arrays, getting from Evernight to Kema isn’t something that can be accomplished in a short time.”

At this moment, Floco, whom Saul had pulled over to listen in, spoke up.

[Saul, I think Frim might not necessarily go there this time.]

“Oh? How so?”

[Last time he planned to leave Nephret, we already exploited the loophole, causing the mermaid race to leave and massive damage to the Red Sea Trees. So to ensure Nephret’s safety, he probably won’t leave here again.]

[I suspect he might use descent magic or similar spells to have his soul directly descend to Kema through coordinated magical arrays on Yura’s side.]

“But I once saw Frim in a lantern – he didn’t seem to need such elaborate preparations.”

[That’s different. His divided souls in a lantern could at most communicate with you or crush some low-rank wizards. But if he wants to kill Gorsa, he’d need to send at least a quarter or more of his mental power there. That’s not something a lantern could bear. He’d need to use powerful wizards and special vessels.]

After hearing Floco’s analysis, Saul fell into contemplation again.

He had sneakily left the Borderland with Byron deliberately for Frim to see, taking advantage of the opportunity to follow them to the Tribunal.

The purpose was to participate and disrupt the other’s plan at the crucial moment when Frim prepared to leave the Tribunal again to assassinate Mentor Gorsa.

Now, having learned that Frim wouldn’t leave, this plan needed slight modification.

“I understand. Lord Floco, are you still at the Sighing Wall?” Saul wanted to see if Floco could participate in this plan.

[I’m in the sea. Also some distance from Stat Continent’s coast.]

It seemed Floco couldn’t participate.

Saul wasn’t discouraged. Although he lacked the pseudo-fifth-rank’s help, he had already gained sponsorship from another powerful ally.

After exchanging intelligence with Shaya and Floco, Saul’s consciousness returned to the castle.

At this time, Byron had already begun experimenting nearby. Although recent attention had been focused on bone monsters, Byron still hadn’t completely abandoned his black tide inertization experiments.

Now with Frim’s commission, he could restart this experiment.

Moreover, the black tide inertization experiment was originally his project. Saul could completely use this opportunity to arrange his own plan.

Saul looked up at Senior Byron but didn’t disturb the other’s experiment. Instead, he walked to a corner, closed his eyes to meditate, then entered the consciousness platform in his mind.

Although the Dead Wizard’s Diary’s existence had been exposed – more than three people now knew about it, making continued concealment unnecessary – the diary’s true usage methods were still unknown to others. Only Kismet knew this, so Saul couldn’t expose it to others yet.

Standing on the consciousness platform, with constantly blinking stars overhead, Saul took out the diary again.

“How does Frim plan to assassinate Master Gorsa? Diary, tell me.”

Gorsa was very far from Saul. If not for their already very close and solid relationship, it would be extremely difficult for Saul to use the diary for death warnings.

He let the dark red hardcover book open in his palm, turning to the blank white pages section.

Black thin lines emerged from the pages, extending toward the distant starry sky before disappearing halfway.

Countless black thin lines appeared, gradually covering the consciousness space near the platform, turning the entire space Saul occupied into a black-and-white sketch world.

Only the distant starry sky continued blinking at high frequency, seemingly unaffected by the Dead Wizard’s Diary’s warning.

After a moment, the black lines all contracted, erased like wallpaper, and the world returned to colorful three-dimensionality.

Saul opened his eyes with a somewhat serious expression and puzzled look.

“Why… can’t I see any death warning for Master Gorsa at all?”

Saul had just sensed Gorsa’s presence, but the diary hadn’t issued a warning, as if… as if… the other had no death tribulation at all!

Saul exited the consciousness platform. The castle room was empty, so he could only sit in the corner, leaning against the wall. Thinking and thinking, he suddenly laughed.

“Nothing, heh, absolutely nothing, hehe, it’s not at all…”

Hearing Saul’s laughter, Byron, who was experimenting, couldn’t help but look up.

He saw that Saul either had mental problems or was genuinely happy from the bottom of his heart. Thinking there should be no issue, he lowered his head to continue experimenting.

Anyway, if Saul needed him to do something, he’d tell him directly.

After Saul finished laughing and got up from the ground, he walked to Byron’s side.

Byron’s work didn’t stop; he just glanced at Saul, indicating he was listening.

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“I’m planning to call Keli over. Some experimental steps can only be completed by her.”

Upon hearing this, Byron finally stopped his movements, looked up at Saul seriously, “Are you sure you want Keli to conduct experiments here?”

What experiment would require Keli to come?

Byron didn’t need to guess to know.

He just needed to confirm with Saul, since in this place, at the Tribunal… many things required careful consideration.

“Yes.” Saul also answered Byron seriously. “In fact, this experiment was prepared specifically for today.”

Byron stared at Saul for a while, then nodded. “I understand.”

Then he continued his experiment with lowered head, as if he’d just heard a casual greeting rather than a shocking and dangerous decision.

In the following days, Frim would come chat with Saul almost daily.

Understanding Saul’s current experimental progress, understanding Saul’s ideas, and also sharing some Tribunal experience in combating black tides.

If someone unaware of the inside story came, they’d probably think the two were conducting very compatible academic research.

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But Saul knew everything was Frim putting on an act, being perfunctory.

Frim also clearly knew Saul hadn’t begun true black tide experiments yet. But he wasn’t anxious either – before Gorsa died, Saul couldn’t possibly wholeheartedly cooperate with him.

Three days later, Keli pretended to be discovered by Tribunal people, then like Saul, came from Kema’s royal capital to Evernight Empire, and under the short wizard’s escort, entered the abandoned castle where Saul was imprisoned.

Shaya, this hidden piece, remained in the royal city to continue standby.

Saul met Keli in the dim corridor as she entered the castle, watching her run in.

The short wizard remained outside without entering.

Keli kicked the door shut and pulled Saul inside.

“Is it convenient to talk here?” Keli asked.

“Let’s go to the second floor.” Saul pulled Keli back, and the two quickly walked up to the second-floor laboratory.

As soon as Keli entered the laboratory, she recognized the central magical array as one blocking prying eyes. She pulled Saul inside and shook off his hand.

“Are you planning to kill Frim?” Keli stared at Saul, her eyes seemingly ablaze with fire.

Like anger, like disbelief, yet also seeming to have a little bit of… excitement?

“No, that would be too wasteful of resources.” Saul smiled.

(End of Chapter)

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