Diary of a Dead Wizard - Chapter 785: We Meet Again, Big Brother

Nero hadn’t expected that when Nathan said he was bringing reinforcements, he would actually bring Instructor Saul.

But Instructor Saul was just a first-rank instructor—so what if he had recently taken a position at the Academy of Practice?

Wizard Parin was also high-ranking in the Academy of Practice and wouldn’t care about a talented newcomer.

“Instructor Saul, Wizard Parin probably won’t listen to our pleas.” Nero respected Saul very much and didn’t want him to take risks, especially for an ordinary person.

Nathan, who had come with Saul, stepped forward to pull Nero aside. “Instructor Saul isn’t here to plead.”

Nero looked at Nathan with confusion.

Since advancing to true wizard status, Nathan hadn’t been to the lecture hall.

Nero hadn’t expected him to be so close to Instructor Saul, it seemed to be more than just a classroom acquaintance.

“You two wait here.” Saul didn’t explain anything to Nero. He looked up at the white-walled, gray-tiled building before him, his gaze sweeping over the gray-green moss winding along the walls, lost in thought.

He had just successfully advanced to first-rank true wizard, but looking at Saul still felt unfathomable.

Perhaps Instructor Saul… was more than first-rank?

Saul had the two wait outside while he stepped into the house before him.

The exterior of this house used plants and architectural patterns to set up very subtle defensive and warning formations.

Though these formations could resist wizards below second-rank, they had little effect on Saul.

He had several methods to enter without alerting those inside.

However, for Mina’s safety, Saul chose the most concealed method.

He raised his hand, and a silver butterfly gracefully emerged from his fingertip.

The butterfly started only rice-grain sized, then grew larger and larger until it was palm-sized.

It silently flapped its wings and disappeared into the brick and tile house without causing any disturbance.

The two newly advanced formal wizards nearby looked blankly at the empty space between Saul and the house.

They seemed to have seen something, yet seemed to have noticed nothing, dazed and confused as if they had dozed off in the middle of the night.

In a dark room.

A wizard with graying hair, disheveled beard, and rough skin as if burned by fire stood before an experiment table splattered with blood.

On the experiment table lay the little girl he had brought back today.

The little girl was under a curse, her body powerless, limbs spread out.

But her consciousness was still clear.

Facing the dark room, dim candles, and the terrifying old man before her, she showed no fear or dread.

This greatly satisfied Parin, confirming that the little girl before him was indeed a natural medium.

Natural mediums could see spirits and illusions invisible to ordinary people without learning magical knowledge.

They lived from childhood in a terrifying, gloomy world.

What ordinary people saw as delicious roasted goose appeared to natural mediums as gray, decaying limbs oozing thick fluid.

Pink and white petals dancing in the sky might be lips opening wide but unable to make sound.

The clean, sunlit streets of the city would become a horrific hell where giant worms occasionally crawled past.

Natural mediums lived constantly in fear, but these fears couldn’t truly harm them. Over time, their fear would gradually become numbness, finally transforming into emotionally deficient monsters.

But the little girl Parin had found this time was somewhat different.

She lacked the numbness typical of natural mediums. Instead, she seemed like an excessively calm little girl.

If not for Parin’s own strong mental power talent, a casual glance from others wouldn’t notice the little girl’s special nature.

Though Parin discovered the little girl’s special nature, he couldn’t immediately confirm she was a natural medium. So to verify his guess, he conducted a very direct experiment.

He had removed the little girl’s forehead.

One centimeter above her eyebrows, he cut directly, then removed the upper half of her skull, exposing the pink-white, slightly trembling brain tissue.

Due to magical effects, the little girl felt no pain. Her eyes kept moving, showing no fear, only curiosity and confusion.

She occasionally tried hard to roll her eyes upward, seemingly wanting to see clearly the wound atop her head.

Or perhaps in her natural medium’s vision, something was already slowly crawling outward from the wound in her skull.

All of this looked so horrific.

Though this house’s exterior was decorated beautifully and exquisitely according to Sky City’s consistent style, its interior could never change the master’s coldness and cruelty.

Perhaps thinking that kidnapping a third-level wizard apprentice’s relative wasn’t a big deal, the dignified second-rank wizard Parin had no intention of concealing his motives.

He wasn’t afraid of the little girl’s father coming for revenge afterward.

If the other party was truly so ignorant, he’d let him become a corpse to feed the whisper flowers.

Looking at the little girl’s brain tissue, Parin found the answer that satisfied him.

“Indeed a natural medium, and completely without developed magical power—the freshest fruit.”

Parin was already considering how to turn the little girl into a potion to enhance his spiritual entity.

The half skull in his hand was still dripping blood. Parin casually threw this now-useless bone into a large water tank by the wall.

“Splash!”

“Splash—bang!”

The skull fell into the water, creating a small splash.

But then, a shadow hidden underwater suddenly shot out, pouncing on the skull like a hound starved for three days, creating an even larger splash.

Only the water tank was very deep and large. The splashing waves hit the glass but could only slide down powerlessly.

After swallowing the blood-stained skull, the creature in the tank gradually sank down, lurking in the underwater shadows and disappearing from sight.

“Should I make it directly into a potion to consume, or first make it into a magical tool?” After confirming the little girl’s identity, Parin hesitated.

Making it into a potion would provide one-time mental power enhancement, but if his absorption efficiency was low, it might cause waste.

Making it into a magical tool, like a flesh and blood hat, could be used long-term, but the speed was slower—only enhancing mental power through daily accumulation.

This method had higher utilization efficiency, but in Sky City where high-rank wizards were everywhere, there was risk of being robbed.

“Especially those old guys at the Academy of Practice—they could take it for a hundred years just with the excuse of ‘research reference’!” Thinking of his past experiences, Parin angrily made up his mind. “I’ll make it directly into a potion. Though the utilization rate is lower, at least only I can enjoy it!”

After speaking, he turned to get reagents from the cabinet behind him.

However, when he turned back around, he was shocked to discover that a young man had silently appeared beside the little girl.

The man looked down at the little girl.

The little girl also tried hard to open her eyes wide to look at the man, then showed a sweet smile.

“We meet again, big brother.”

(End of Chapter)