Chapter 615: The Irritable Little Algae

Saul agreed to explore together with Red-beard and the others. This differed slightly from his original plan, but thinking carefully, it wasn’t bad.

Whether Ophelia could truly help Pei’er counter Clark was uncertain. And as long as the Nightmare Butterfly remained on Saul, Clark, who specialized in nightmare power, wouldn’t let Saul go.

Although he had prepared contingencies for this, when and how Clark would deal with him remained uncertain.

Since that was the case, it was better to actively create opportunities like when dealing with Sid, set the trap himself, jump in, and disguise himself as the cheese that triggers the mechanism.

However, with things happening suddenly, Saul still needed to go back and prepare.

But Red-beard, looking at Saul, didn’t quite believe he would submit so easily and truly be willing to enter Old Days Manor with them.

He turned back, about to have the blue-haired man with the monocle follow Saul, but saw that the mummy had somehow already dropped the mushroom man he was holding and had actively positioned himself behind Saul.

The distance between them was less than thirty centimeters—already an offensively close distance between strangers.

Saul also noticed the mummy wizard standing close behind him and frowned, asking Red-beard, “With so many of you, are you still afraid I’ll run away?”

Red-beard smiled indifferently: “Of course we’re afraid. Who knows if you have spatial magical tools? After all, you’re… Wizard Gorsa’s favorite student.”

The other party actually knew his identity? But obviously this identity hadn’t brought him any preferential treatment.

Well, these people were from the Tribunal—it would be good enough if they didn’t target Gorsa.

“Wait, am I the one being targeted?”

Anyway, Saul hadn’t planned to run, so if the other wanted to follow, let him follow.

He said quietly to the mummy wizard behind him: “You’re following me, so don’t wander around. Although this is my wizard tower, I inherited it from Master Gorsa after all. Who knows where there might be deadly traps?”

The mummy wizard tilted his head, his hollow eyes flashing with silver light, as if he didn’t care about Saul’s threat at all.

But when Saul stepped forward, he moved slightly away from him. The two went from “intimate closeness” to “one step apart.”

They entered the wizard tower and descended to the first underground floor.

The seemingly harmless spirit Camus, having had no one to discuss problems with recently, was currently sitting bored in the sealing magic formation, spacing out.

Saul’s appearance made her look sideways, but the subsequent stranger made her frown slightly.

However, Camus remained silent, only following Saul with her gaze.

The mummy wizard also noticed the spirit imprisoned here and seemed very interested, keeping his gaze on Camus after entering.

But neither spoke.

One only opened her mouth to discuss knowledge.

The other mummy didn’t know if his vocal cords had rotted and couldn’t speak.

Saul ignored the two behind him and came to the entrance to the second underground floor—the large hole in the corner of the first underground floor room.

Little Algae had been recuperating on the second underground floor these days. Recently its appetite had become vigorous, no longer picking up strange fruits to eat when bored, but focusing on absorbing death energy. The entire tentacle had visibly grown a size larger.

Saul crouched by the large hole, looking down at the giant tentacles swaying skyward inside.

The Black Sea Tree Source planted in water in the corner had already sprouted.

The dark brown roots and grayish-black tender shoots trembled lightly, like an innocent girl wrapped by countless demons and evil spirits.

Saul extended his hand toward the only relatively calm muddy swamp inside: “Little Algae, come out.”

Usually when he called like this, Little Algae would immediately leave the swamp and fly to him.

But today, for some reason, even after Saul called twice consecutively, Little Algae showed no movement.

Saul was puzzled and was preparing to go down to look, when he suddenly saw a black shadow attack him with lightning speed.

He immediately flashed backward and saw a black tentacle with shark-tooth-like sharp mouth sweep past his nose tip.

“Little Algae?!” Saul raised his hand and grabbed below the tentacle tip, like grasping a snake’s vital point.

His other hand’s index finger and thumb pinched together, pressing Little Algae’s upper and lower jaws together.

The small tentacle writhed, unable to break free.

“Mmm…” Little Algae twisted.

“Hmm?” Byron, who had just come down from the laboratory upon discovering something was wrong.

“Are you awake?” Saul slowly released Little Algae. The latter didn’t attack him again but extended its little black tongue to lick Saul’s finger, as if apologizing to him.

“Little Algae has indeed become somewhat irritable recently.” Saul retracted the tentacle. “Is it because the Storm Eye appeared nearby, so it, being similarly rooted underground, was affected?”

Saul decided not to let Little Algae stay underground for the next period. To avoid other incidents.

Little Algae dejectedly shrank back to Saul’s neck. Byron walked over at this time.

He looked at the mummy following closely behind Saul and signaled Saul with his eyes: “Need help?”

Although Byron was only a first-rank wizard, his elf skin came with charm effects that influenced minds. If used unexpectedly, it could help Saul subdue enemies.

However, Saul shook his head, not letting Byron participate.

“It’s nothing, Senior. I’m going out for a trip. Continue your research at home. If things go smoothly, I should be back within half a month.”

Byron never asked many questions. He nodded, unconditionally trusting Saul’s words.

Taking Little Algae, Saul also took several tools and potions from the experiment table, then turned to the mummy wizard who had been following him: “Alright, now we can set off.”

The two returned to ground level. Red-beard saw Saul honestly return without surprise.

Blue-hair pushed the monocle on his face, scrutinizing Saul. Seeming to find no abnormalities, he relaxed his hand.

“Let’s go.” Red-beard turned first, with others following behind him.

The mummy wizard still followed behind Saul, seemingly determined to watch him.

“How should I address you all? When we enter Old Days Manor later, I can’t keep calling you Red-beard, Blue-hair, and Mummy, can I?”

Who would have thought Red-beard would turn back with a wide grin: “Ha, your summary is quite accurate. Just call us that. Even we don’t know each other’s names—we only call each other by code names.”

After saying this, he stepped outside Rhine Lake’s boundary and took off directly.

Blue-hair didn’t like talking. He just looked back at Saul once, then followed Red-beard.

The mummy behind didn’t move, seemingly still waiting for Saul to go first.

“This mummy wizard is watching really closely. But having him by my side is also a cover.”

Saul didn’t hesitate and immediately took off to follow the two ahead.

Then he heard the sound of air being split behind him. The sound quickly approached, and the distance between them was probably less than a meter.

Two hours later, they landed in the forest beside Old Days Manor.

Somewhat unexpectedly, this place was unusually lively.

Saul looked at the crowd of onlookers three layers deep in front and couldn’t help twitching his mouth corner.

“This Pei’er—didn’t she say to quietly leak the news so the Firefly Lord and Dreammaker would notice the anomaly? Now it looks like this has become an open secret?”

(End of Chapter)

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