Chapter 717: Wizard Jonah

Saul flew at low altitude, weaving through the towering ruins while also searching for any other suspicious items.

“Still a bit further ahead.”

Penny was directing.

“Over there, should be in that building.”

Finally, Saul stopped on the roof ridge of a three-story building, looking at another building of the same scale across the way.

This was Caugust’s inner city. Unlike the northwest area with its high-rise buildings, this area mostly had low but exquisite small buildings.

This had once been where wizards and wizard apprentices lived, along with some ordinary people of relatively high power and status.

The buildings here weren’t that tall and weren’t as severely damaged as the high-rise district.

Most buildings hadn’t collapsed, only the windows and doors were basically broken.

The eaves and interiors of rooms were similarly covered with thick layers of dust.

Everywhere within sight was empty and deserted.

But at this moment, there was a black shadow writhing in the room across from Saul.

This shadow appeared to be a person, wearing a cloak covered in dust and in tatters, seemingly bent over searching for something.

Saul didn’t approach immediately but observed his movements from across the street.

“What do you think he’s looking for?” Saul asked his two companions in the diary.

“Food?” Herman asked.

“Doesn’t look like it.” Penny immediately disagreed. “Look at where he’s searching—it’s not where normal people would keep food at all.”

Saul had noticed this too.

The black shadow in the house across didn’t seem to be looking for food, nor for tools or valuables.

He was just carefully feeling around on the ground.

As if there might be something on the floor.

“The dust on the ground across from him looks like it hasn’t been stepped on for a long time. He should be entering that room for the first time.”

During the time Saul and his companions were observing, the person across hadn’t noticed their presence, but inadvertently turned around, letting Saul see his face.

“Hmm?” Saul raised his eyebrows.

“Wow!” Penny exclaimed, but her cry held no terror, rather more mockery.

“Brother Saul, this person has no face!”

“Penny, to be precise, he has no facial features. But I happen to know this person.”

“Brother Saul, you’re amazing! Even changed to this state, you can still recognize him?”

Saul leaped from the rooftop where he stood and went directly through the window of the room across.

Then he chose a less dirty place to land.

“Wizard Jonah.” Saul called out the name of the person crawling on the ground.

Jonah, one of Bayton Academy’s original instructors, specialized in dark attribute magic.

Because he usually holed up in laboratories with his apprentices, Saul’s only impression of him was that he cared a lot about credits.

The type who could instantly become stingy.

He hadn’t expected that when he saw him again, he would already be in such a wretched state.

Getting closer, Saul saw that his body under the cloak was also damaged.

His fingers only had their first segments remaining, with uneven wounds that seemed to be caused by corrosion.

And from the outline of his clothes, his calves were similarly only half remaining.

Of course, these injuries weren’t much for a first-rank wizard.

What really made him incredibly wretched was the abnormality on his face.

A face with no eyes, mouth, or nose—only ears and hair remained.

The places where his features had been weren’t smooth and round like a boiled egg, but uneven like his fingers.

From chin to a bit above his forehead, it was all this horrifying appearance.

“Wow!” Penny exclaimed again. “I can already imagine how he got injured.”

“He must have been hung by his waist, then lowered to dip into some corrosive solution. Just like using a piece of bread to dip into tomato soup.”

“Just talk without bringing food into it.” Saul complained.

Nightmare Butterflies didn’t need to eat, so they ruined food descriptions without mercy.

Even at this point, Wizard Jonah across from him paid no attention to Saul, still searching on the ground by himself.

He had now crawled from the dining room to under the living room table, and when crawling forward, he knocked over a chair, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Herman transformed into a silver light, flew forward quickly, and returned.

He reported to Saul, “No good, the ears are just for show too—they’re rotten inside.”

Saul frowned, asking in confusion, “Who was so vicious? And so pointlessly, so…”

If you hate someone, just kill them.

If you’re really not satisfied, torture them first, then kill them.

But turning someone into this state and then letting them wander—they might encounter some opportunity to turn things around.

Having searched the nearby area for a long time, Saul was certain there was absolutely no second living person in this region.

He stepped forward and patted Jonah’s shoulder.

The latter immediately jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, facing Saul’s direction with his back arched like a wild beast.

“Finally encountered a living person, but how to communicate like this!”

Jonah in this state, even if his rationality remained, was already in a highly nervous mental state.

He probably wouldn’t bother trying to understand Saul’s meaning at all.

And most magical communication required the use of eyes, ears, and other organs during casting and receiving.

The person across happened to have none of these.

“Should I have Penny find another person? Then I could use the time to communicate with him.”

But just thinking of this, Saul changed his mind.

“Wait, since it’s difficult to communicate with Jonah in reality, I could try communicating with him in dreams!”

As long as someone wasn’t born without the five senses, they should miss their complete life in dreams.

Penny laughed mischievously and naturally cooperated.

A butterfly seemingly woven from silver threads flew lightly from Saul’s brow.

Saul slowly closed his eyes.

The silver butterfly landed on his back, suddenly curled up, then spread out in the next second.

The silver butterfly wings expanded in an instant into giant butterfly wings nearly two meters long.

With one gentle flap of the wings.

The dark world Saul saw after closing his eyes immediately filled with colorful blocks.

These blocks were like building blocks—square and with clear edges.

But their numbers were enormous, falling from the sky like a torrential downpour.

These building block-like squares fell to the ground and automatically assembled into the world’s original appearance.

Gradually, the blocks became smaller and smaller, while the objects they constructed became clearer and more detailed. Finally, the world transformed into a new appearance.

Saul seemed to instantly arrive in a comfortable bedroom.

One wall of the bedroom had built-in shelves filled with various magical books.

The other wall was filled with bottles and jars.

Obviously another case of someone who only conducted research at home.

Former instructor Jonah, who once had a crooked mouth and slanted eyes, stood at his experiment table, holding a small wooden box and rummaging through it.

“Wizard Jonah. Hello.” Saul greeted again.

Jonah was startled and turned around abruptly, revealing a face with only one eye remaining.

Penny was somewhat disappointed. “That’s it? I couldn’t possibly be afraid of this face!”

(End of Chapter)

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