The fourth black page in the diary had originally been incomplete, but after adding the Wraith Hand and a small amount of Angelaâs soul energy, it had turned into a brand-new page. The consciousness within had also transformed into a new personalityâAn.
However, this new personality had yet to fully stabilize. Most of the time, An remained silent. Saul knew she was working hard to stabilize her sense of self, so he didnât go out of his way to disturb herâfor fear that the fusion would fail and sheâd turn into a monstrous abomination.
Now, that lack of fusion had begun to show its flaws.
Anâs mind was frequently flooded with inexplicable memoriesâsome with clear origins, others just scattered fragments.
She often had to deliberately ignore those memories, or risk spiraling into distortion and madness.
Fortunately, An resided within the diary. That alone allowed her to maintain a stable mental state at all times.
Otherwise, the brutal combination of three fragmented consciousnesses would have inevitably ended in catastrophic conflict and self-destruction.
âThe fragmentary wraith consciousness came from the Bloodthorn Familyâs basement,â Saul thought. âAnd the diary also originated from there. That suggests the wraithâs background is far from ordinary. I should try to get An to recall more in the futureâthere may be deeper secrets hidden in this diary.â
Still, Saul had no plans to question her right now. He simply made a mental note that An was familiar with the secret code of the Soul Devouring Flower, which hinted at past dealings with the Land Drifters.
Ordinary friends wouldnât know such classified information.
Saul smiled lightly, feeling a weight lift from his heart.
Even though the insect within the Wizard Tower had yet to be found, simply knowing what kind of mental cues they had planted in him gave Saul a clear defensive advantage for the future.
Sooner or later, heâd smoke the rat out.
âThatâs enough for now. Iâll report what I found in the corpse and the data on the mental energy fluctuations to my master. As for how much he can uncover from it⊠weâll follow his lead.â
With all this evidence in hand, even someone as arrogant as Gorsa would surely tread more carefully.
Saul had grown under Gorsaâs subtle guidance and cultivation. Although the manâs teaching style leaned heavily toward hands-off laissez-faire, Saul still felt grateful to him.
If not for Gorsa, Saul probably wouldnât even have had the opportunity to work in the corpse roomâlet alone undergo the life-altering transformation of his wizard body.
âThe Wizard Tower must not fall. If something happens here, every apprentice might get dragged into the conspiracy aimed at the master.â
Faces flashed through Saulâs mindâfamiliar and dearâalong with all the experiences heâd had over the years within the tower.
âCold and ruthless as this place is, it gave me a foothold in this world.â
Saul walked over to his lab table, picked up the message pen, and sent a new note to his master Gorsa, despite having parted from him less than half a day ago.
Because this matter involved an unknown mastermind, Saul didnât write anything specificâonly that he hoped to meet with his master again.
Such a message didnât come off as urgent.
Saul prepared himself mentally for the possibility that it might be a while before heâd see Gorsa.
What he didnât expect was that it would take half a month before he saw his new master again.
Until then, Saul told no one about what he had discovered and simply continued his daily life as an apprentice.
Only now, in addition to his work in the Second Storage Room, he had taken on a lofty new research project.
Who wouldâve thought? A newly promoted Third Rank apprentice, participating in such a high-level experimentâresurrection.
After a few days of contemplation, Saul quickly settled on his entry point for the researchâsomething he was most familiar with: soul infusion. And the vessel for this infusion would be something else he knew wellâthe human body.
For that, he specifically submitted a request to Mentor Rum for a Second Rank apprentice proficient in soul infusion to assist him. Upon hearing Saulâs idea, Mentor Rum agreed without hesitation.
Best of all, Saul didnât have to pay a single coin for anything related to the circular laboratoryâs experiments.
The only problem was timing. The previous artificially created Second Rank apprentices were either dead or tied up with other experiments. As for the newest artificial oneâhis soul had yet to fully synchronize with his body.
In soul infusion experiments, if the soul and body are of different genders, the mismatch can help locate the soul more securely within the bodyâbut it also leads to extreme cognitive dissonance.
They had already conducted many experiments like this. A few times, the infusion had seemingly succeeded, only to fail at the last moment when the soul rejected the unfamiliar body and caused aberration.
Thatâs why, in later trials, Mentor Rum would deliberately select apprentices whose mental states had already deteriorated.
They were already so messed up, a change in gender wasnât something theyâd bother fussing over.
But apprentices created under such conditions never lasted more than three years. Over time, both the soul and the body would begin rejecting each other.
If forcibly kept together, the result would be soul collapse and bodily disintegration.
Even so, among the many resurrection experiments, soul infusion remained the one with the highest success rate.
Thus, when Saul came to Rum, he was offered abundant support. Rum even told Saul to come directly to him if any problem arose.
And that was when Saul witnessed, for the first time, what it looked like when the mountain-sized Mentor Rum smiled.
Friendly⊠and terrifying.
What stuck with Saul the most was that even Rumâs rolls of fat seemed to be smiling.
He made a quick and polite exit and returned to the Second Storage Room to wait for the test subjectâor rather, his assistantâto arrive.
The days that followed slipped into an eerie calm.
The mastermind behind the Soul Devouring Flower made no further moves, and Master Gorsa still hadnât shown up. The assistant Saul requested would apparently still take a few days to arrive.
Work in the storage room remained pitifully scarce.
Senior Byron stopped by once, seemingly to check on Saulâs condition after advancing to Third Rank. He also shared his own experiences of studying after reaching Third Rank.
Mostly because Byron owed Saul academic credits again. He had nothing else of value to offer at the momentâSaul, being the Tower Masterâs apprentice, was practically swimming in lab materials.
Although some of Byronâs insights didnât suit Saulâs methods, they still served as useful references.
Byronâs knowledge was detailed, especially on aspects overlooked by most mentorsâparticularly the path toward becoming a True Wizard.
Currently, Saulâs two masterâone absent and one overly cautiousâhad left him completely in the dark about how a Third Rank apprentice might advance to True Wizard.
But Saul wasnât too anxious about learning that yet. He had just reached Third Rank and had only just mastered his first Second Rank spell. Who knew how many years stood between him and advancement?
Although his locator was already installed, his own magic power, mental strength, and knowledge base were all still lacking.
Those were all things that could only be refined over time.
And unlike before, he could no longer rely on wizard body modifications to quickly boost his stats.
During the Soul Resin modification, he had already used materials that exceeded what a Second Rank apprentice should have been allowed to access. Now that he was Third Rank, the available materials were essentially the same as before. In other words, Saul currently had no way to conduct a higher-grade wizard body modification than the one heâd already undergone.
And equal-grade modifications werenât worth itâthey hurt the body and burned through money.
(End of Chapter)
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