Diary of a Dead Wizard - Chapter 786: Looking for Your Guardian

“Does it hurt?” Saul looked down at Mina.

He had received the news too late.

Or rather, this second-rank wizard had acted too quickly.

By the time he found the little girl, she was already on the experiment table with half her head cut off.

But the little girl seemed to feel no pain at all, nor was she afraid. She just smiled foolishly upon seeing Saul.

“It doesn’t hurt, big brother.”

The silver butterfly invisible to others danced in the air, making “tsk tsk” sounds with its mouth.

“Oh my, this little girl is a natural medium. If ordinary wizards ate her brain, their spiritual bodies could undergo secondary development! Brother Saul, do you want to try? Although you’re so powerful it might not improve you much, even fly meat is still meat!”

As a nightmare butterfly, Penny had no sympathy for humans and immediately thought about having Saul eat the little girl.

“The little butterfly can talk.”

Saul habitually wanted to pat the little girl’s head, but looking at that pink, soft tissue, he lowered his hand.

“You can see the nightmare butterfly?”

Mina wanted to nod but couldn’t move. “Nightmare butterfly? That’s such a pretty name.”

She glanced at the silver butterfly again, then turned her dark eyes toward Saul. “Big brother, are you going to eat me?”

“Still considering it.”

Mina blinked. “If big brother wants to eat Mina, Mina would still be happy. But could big brother let Mina say goodbye to daddy?”

Penny landed on Saul’s shoulder. “Oh my, the little girl complimented my name! How about it, Brother Saul? Let her say goodbye to her daddy.”

Saul ignored Penny and only said to Mina, “Your daddy might be very sad seeing you like this.”

“It’s okay.” Mina said. “Daddy said that as long as we say ‘goodbye,’ we’ll definitely meet again. After I say goodbye to daddy, we’ll meet again in the future. Maybe daddy’s next child will also be me.”

Saul silently watched Mina, listening to her words that were either innocent or eerie, seemingly still hesitating.

Parin nearby, though he saw Saul’s sudden appearance and heard his conversation with Mina, didn’t act rashly.

He understood too well just how powerful a wizard who could instantly appear in his heavily defended room must be.

Not to mention anything else, just the ability of instant teleportation was basically only mastered by fourth-rank wizards. Wizards below fourth-rank who could teleport all possessed terrifying power.

So after realizing Saul wasn’t simple, Parin had no thought of going forward to reclaim his “property.”

He only hoped that after this wizard turned the little girl into a potion, he would pretend Parin didn’t exist and leave directly.

Just then, he suddenly saw the male wizard glance at him. Then the world before his eyes suddenly changed.

It became a bizarre world filled with various colors.

In this world, he had become a tangled mass of threads.

Parin frantically tried to organize and straighten himself, but couldn’t find the ends of the threads…

Watching the ugly old wizard before him wave his hands in confusion, Saul knew he had fallen into a nightmare created by the nightmare butterfly.

This nightmare referenced the Prismatic World’s setting—a second-rank wizard would probably go mad just from one look.

Casually dealing with someone who might cause trouble, Saul looked down at Mina: “You’re too young to make such important decisions. I should ask your guardian instead.”

Mina stared intently at Saul.

She didn’t know what a guardian was. But before she could ask, Saul’s figure suddenly disappeared.

Mina immediately widened her eyes.

She didn’t know if she was seeing another illusion that daddy had mentioned. She wanted to reach out and grab where Saul had just been, but couldn’t move a finger.

Just as Mina was confused, Saul’s figure abruptly appeared in the original position.

Beside him was a man with bloodshot eyes, extremely exhausted.

“Mina!!!!”

Paul, who had been left at Nero’s house waiting for news, hadn’t expected Saul to suddenly appear before him. He had no time to think much and only wanted to ask if his daughter had been found.

But Saul said nothing, only placing a hand on his shoulder. Then Paul’s vision became infinitely stretched lines.

He immediately felt dizzy and nauseous, his brain and skull constantly colliding, as if about to explode the next second!

Just as he could barely endure it, the world before him returned to normal.

But Paul never imagined that before he could recover from the dizziness, he would see a scene that made his eyes split with rage!

He actually saw his cute and well-behaved daughter, having lost the upper half of her head, lying powerlessly on a blood-stained metal experiment table!

“Mina!!!!”

He wanted to step forward and hold Mina, but the dizziness from the instant teleportation made his knees buckle and he was about to fall.

At the critical moment, Saul grabbed Paul and tapped his forehead.

Paul, whose mental power was frantically trembling and about to collapse, suddenly calmed down considerably.

He powerlessly turned to look at Saul. The shock and anger that had first surfaced upon seeing Mina transformed into endless sorrow and heartbreak.

“Lord Saul, please, save my daughter!”

Tears and snot flowed unrestrained. This pitiful father no longer showed any trace of his former cold and aloof temperament.

Saul released him and crossed his arms. “I brought you here to confirm—do you still want this daughter?”

Normally, hearing such a question, Paul would definitely be furious.

Even facing a wizard of unknown power, he wouldn’t give them a pleasant expression.

But seeing Mina’s current state, he couldn’t spare the energy to consider how hurtful Saul’s question was, and nodded repeatedly, “I want her, I want her!”

Saul nodded and looked at Mina.

Mina wasn’t looking at Saul anymore.

She stared at her father, watching Paul cry so hard he lost all dignity. Her little mouth turned down as if she too wanted to cry.

Not wanting to watch one big and one small cry together, Saul quickly said, “Wanting her comes in two forms. First, I can give you her soul. Though you’re only a third-level apprentice, preserving one vengeful spirit shouldn’t be a problem.”

Paul tried hard to stop crying, his brain already racing.

If his daughter became a spirit, how could he protect her and maintain her consciousness?

Before Paul could think it through, Saul mentioned the second option.

“The other way, I can guarantee she lives, but her form, appearance, and physical attributes will probably undergo tremendous changes.”

“Can you… accept your daughter becoming a terrifying monster?”

Paul suddenly looked up, his lips trembling, but he didn’t hesitate for more than a second.

“Which one would be safer for her?”

(End of Chapter)