Diary of a Dead Wizard - Chapter 814: Royer

“Not for now,” Alfonso said with a straight face. “I’ll give you the relevant research materials. Once you’re familiar with the knowledge, I’ll apply to the Chief.”

Saul sighed in disappointment. “If you won’t give it to me, why take it out to make me envious?”

Alfonso remained expressionless, his mouth corners slightly downturned. “Using actual objects to explain knowledge is more concrete.”

After saying this, he walked to the experimental table and casually placed the two precious test tubes on a rack.

“The mermaid race’s bloodline is inherited from the ancient Azure Scale Clan. However, before the Abyssal Eye appeared, most of the Azure Scale Clan had already left this world. Those who remained were mostly lower-tier Azure Scale Clan members, also called the mermaid race. Here are the relevant reference books—you can take them back to read today.”

Alfonso waved his hand, and three stacks of books a meter high appeared on the ground.

Each book’s pages looked quite old with uneven edges, as if they were frequently consulted.

Alfonso explained, “When researching, I’m accustomed to recording my knowledge on paper rather than in magical tools.”

Many high-rank wizards now preferred recording knowledge in knowledge array disks that could be read directly with mental power. They were convenient to carry and allowed fast knowledge retrieval.

Saul had no objections. “I also just advanced to third-rank recently—well, actually I just advanced to first and second-rank recently too, so I really enjoy reading books.”

Saul placed his hand on the topmost book. With a thought, all the books were collected into the spatial storage device on his wrist.

Then he looked up at Alfonso, whose brow was deeply furrowed. “Please rest assured, I’ll treat your knowledge well.”

Alfonso’s furrowed brow relaxed slightly.

“That’s good then.”

After handing over the research books to Saul, he began explaining the characteristics of mermaid royal bloodline and the fusion agent.

“This fusion liquid was personally researched and created by the Chief. It’s extremely rare and very unstable. When using it, only glass tweezers can be used for extraction. When exposed to air, it will spontaneously combust within three seconds, so after taking out the fusion liquid, it must be added to the bloodline within three seconds, preferably within one second…”

Alfonso spoke earnestly, Saul listened attentively, and the two guard wizards in the room stood nearby, seemingly completely unconcerned with their conversation.

Time passed bit by bit during their discussion.

In Saul’s perception, the sun should be setting soon.

Alfonso and Saul’s first academic discussion was also coming to an end.

“…Now the mermaid royal bloodline’s activity is not what it once was. If we’re to create a new Evernight royal family this time, the Chief might consume most of the remaining bloodline. After all, this bloodline might not last until the next royal lineage depletion.”

Alfonso closed his book and stood to return the two test tubes to the magical formation in the wall.

Just then, someone suddenly knocked urgently on the door of this independent laboratory.

“Knock knock knock knock!”

Very rapid knocking.

Saul noticed Alfonso’s expression hadn’t changed, and he didn’t even seem to intend to open the door.

He turned to look, and just as he turned around, the door was suddenly pushed open directly.

As if the previous urgent knocking was just an announcement declaring “I’m coming in” rather than “please open the door for me.”

The door was forcefully pushed open, hitting the wall before bouncing back into the intruder’s hands.

Someone who doesn’t get along with Alfonso? Saul had just thought this when he overthrew his own assumption.

Because the person who had just entered wore a brilliant smile—not domineering or sarcastic, just a genuinely happy smile.

“Alfonso, I’m back! Did you miss me?”

The intruder had flaming red hair, probably as red as the sunset outside. His hair wasn’t long but very thick, bouncing rhythmically as he walked.

After entering, he forcefully pulled the door behind him. The door slammed shut with a “bang,” and the walls seemed to tremble slightly.

“Oh, there’s a guest?” Red-hair looked at Saul. “Ah, I know—this is the guest the Chief invited back… You’re Wizard Saul, right? Hello, I’m called Royer, Alfonso’s friend—his best friend!”

Royer was very enthusiastic upon seeing Saul, like a living flame, completely incompatible with the other wizards in this laboratory.

Saul’s first reaction wasn’t to greet Royer but to turn back and look at Alfonso’s expression.

The other’s eyes were downcast, but his downturned mouth corners had straightened slightly.

Hmm, they should indeed be real friends.

Saul turned back again, looking at the enthusiastic Royer, and stood up to say friendly, “Hello, Wizard Royer.”

Royer made no effort to conceal his magical fluctuations. Fire attribute elemental particles, as active as his personality, were most concentrated, their strong amplitude indicating his powerful third-rank wizard strength.

Royer walked to the experimental table. “What are you doing? Oh! Mermaid royal bloodline! If you ask me, forget about what royal family or not—just fuse the bloodline in first. Whoever survives becomes emperor, and the dead ones can just be fed to fish.”

Alfonso waved his hand. “This isn’t your experimental project. Your opinion isn’t needed.”

This was said rather impolitely, but Royer didn’t care at all, still wearing his smile.

“I’m just worried about you wasting energy! A genius dark attribute wizard like Wizard Saul should directly research Red Sea Trees. If we could improve the Red Sea Trees’ pollution absorption ability or improve our pollution processing methods, wouldn’t that be much more useful than researching mermaids?”

“The project Wizard Royer researches is… Red Sea Tree?” Saul asked.

Royer nodded vigorously, not at all like a third-rank wizard.

“That’s right! Do you think it’s easy for me? I major in fire elements, but now I have to research how to plant trees in the sea. Life is truly unpredictable.”

As he spoke, Royer even wanted to grab Saul’s arm. “You should be done talking too. Let me take you to see the seaside Red Sea Trees! Red Sea Trees at dusk are the most beautiful! If you like, I can also bring along two pretty female wizards. Do you have any special preferences? Do you like ones that look like humans, or ones that don’t really look like humans?”

Alfonso’s previously straightened mouth corners turned downward again.

Saul stroked his chin, cooperatively and tentatively asking, “Are there mermaids that fit human aesthetic standards?”

Nephret Continent had large numbers of mermaids, and mermaids used as janitors and vacuum cleaners obviously wouldn’t have high social status, being even lower than dust before wizards.

Saul thought that by saying this, he might be able to get a mermaid from Royer or Alfonso.

To take back and compare with Kate.

However, unexpectedly, Royer suddenly stopped smiling and could even be said to look disgusted to the point of nausea.

“No no no! Saul, my friend, you wouldn’t like mermaids. They’re the most lowly species. What you’re saying sounds to me like wanting to sleep with rats from cracks in the ground—it makes me sick.”

Royer quickly smiled again, shrugging. “But I won’t blame you. After all, you’re not from Nephret and it’s normal not to understand mermaids. I’ll pick a pretty girl for you—you can tear off her wings, very exciting!”

Saul interlaced his fingers, placed them on the table, and smiled. “I’ll pass on that. I just received dozens of magical research notes from Wizard Alfonso, so I won’t have time to tear off anyone’s wings in the short term.”

(End of Chapter)