Chapter 772: Repeated Probing

Having devoured Crum’s soul, Ophelia contentedly returned to the bottle opening, half-closing her eyes as if savoring the experience.

Saul didn’t know whether Ophelia could directly read the memories in Crum’s mind.

But even if she discovered that Saul had interrogated Crum, it didn’t matter.

After all, when Crum was in the book pages, he couldn’t actively receive external information.

At most, Ophelia would know that Saul had already discovered there was no second half of the biography.

After a moment, Ophelia opened her eyes. “You completed this commission very well. Now we can discuss how to contact Pei’er in the Prismatic World.”

The other party completely avoided mentioning the second half of the biography.

Could it be that when she originally asked Saul to investigate Crum’s cause of death and the second half of the biography, it was just to buy time?

No! It wasn’t that simple.

“About the second half…” Saul actively brought it up.

“Don’t believe the words of a traitor,” Ophelia said softly. “Since you brought back his complete soul, I can naturally excavate the secrets he was hiding.”

The other party obviously wouldn’t tell Saul the truth.

Saul smiled and sighed. “Alright, I won’t worry about this matter. It doesn’t really concern me anyway.”

The two moved past this topic and continued discussing the connection issue.

“I’ve looked at the plan you gave me. It’s indeed feasible, but also very risky. How can you guarantee that during the connection process we won’t be attacked by external forces, and whether the Prismatic World will use Pei’er as a springboard to attack our world?”

Seeing that Ophelia had genuinely considered the connection issue, Saul began discussing it seriously with her.

After half a day of discussion, Ophelia and Saul preliminarily determined two connection schemes. But which one to ultimately use would need to be decided in subsequent research.

Next, the two would prepare for the first test connection.

Before leaving, Ophelia suddenly called out to Saul. “By the way, leave Pei’er with me.”

Saul’s departing steps paused, then he slowly turned back.

“What does Your Excellency want Pei’er’s remnant spirit for?”

Ophelia said unhurriedly, “In both our schemes, I need to fuse my power into Pei’er’s mental strength to help her break through the world barrier’s isolation. I naturally need to coordinate well with her.”

“I thought Your Excellency and Pei’er were sisters, so the coordination step wouldn’t be too troublesome.”

“Heh, for thorough preparation in experimental research, I don’t do things carelessly in this regard.”

The other party’s sudden request to keep Pei’er, though reasonably explained, made Saul feel Ophelia had other reasons.

However, thinking of the diary, he still didn’t refuse.

Saul raised his hand and directly extracted the combined entity of Pei’er and Nerela from his temple.

“Pei’er, stay by Ophelia’s side during this time,” Saul instructed.

“No!” The left head on the combined soul entity shook frantically. “I don’t want to stay with the old witch!”

Wait, isn’t the old witch yourself?

Saul secretly shook his head, then said to the Sky City master who was smiling with narrowed eyes on the high platform, “Pei’er is a remnant spirit, so I had Nerela protect her, but they’re in soul form after all, without bodies…”

Ophelia interrupted, “You don’t need to worry. I’m very skilled at creating vessels.”

As soon as she finished speaking, a white porcelain bottle to Pei’er’s left made the sound of boiling water, then white bubbles emerged from the bottle mouth.

The bubbles gathered higher and higher, then flowed down along the bottle’s rim.

The foam accumulated on the ground, piling up bit by bit like squeezed cream.

Then the cream began writhing and transforming, bulging left and right, gradually becoming a palm-sized white figure.

No facial features, and the body was just a simple outline.

But when Saul examined this vessel, he found the white figure inside was very suitable for containing souls.

This instantly shaped figure was already superior to the human body vessel Saul had spent over half a year creating at Gorsa’s wizard tower.

“Truly worthy of the city master who possesses countless avatars.” Saul wanted to take this figure back for research.

Nerela looked at the figure on the ground that didn’t even reach her knees, feeling somewhat uneasy. Seeing Saul’s signal, she could only suppress her nervousness and walk toward the white figure.

Pei’er on her left was still shaking her head desperately, not wanting to enter the vessel Ophelia had created.

Unfortunately, in this combined soul, she wasn’t the one in control.

After Nerela crouched down and touched the white figure, she was directly absorbed into it.

The wooden figure then became lively, looking at its hands, lifting its legs, adapting to the new body.

Five features also grew on the figure’s round head—just a few holes.

“Nerela?”

“Master.”

“Pei’er?”

“Hmph!”

Saul raised his hand to pick them up, but before his hand touched the figure, it suddenly jumped backward to avoid him and turned to run toward Ophelia on the high platform.

“Master, this body moves by itself and isn’t under my control!” Nerela cried out in panic.

Saul didn’t pursue but stood up to ask Ophelia, “Your Excellency, Pei’er and Nerela are staying to coordinate with you. Please don’t overly restrain them.”

After speaking, Saul secretly mobilized the diary’s power and, finding he could still easily recall both souls, relaxed, though his expression remained serious.

“Heh, don’t worry. I won’t eat them. This is just to ensure they don’t run around.”

Sure enough, the white figure stopped upon reaching the high platform and was again controlled by Nerela.

“Well then, you should go back first. I’ll have Ona escort you. From now on, you can find her for any needs.”

Ophelia suddenly emphasized the words “any needs.”

Saul nodded, took one last look at Pei’er and Nerela on the high platform, then left the main hall.

Outside the main hall, the sunlight was dazzling. Wizard Ona stood in the sunlight.

Strikingly, she wasn’t wearing her black wizard robes but had changed into a dark green court dress decorated with obsidian at the collar and hem, making her skin appear white as snow.

“Wizard Saul.” Ona smiled brilliantly.

Saul suddenly understood what Ophelia meant by “any needs.”

However, the other party hadn’t mentioned providing this kind of service before. Why the sudden seduction today?

Although Saul and Ophelia were currently in a cooperative relationship, both had their own calculations.

Facing such an opponent, Saul had no interest whatsoever, not even the intention to play along to deceive his opponent.

“Hello, Wizard Ona. I’ll head back first.”

Ona quickly approached. She wasn’t deliberately displaying her charms, but she was naturally beautiful, and with her bright smile, she looked like a summer flower.

“Wizard Saul has worked hard for the city master these days. Why not come to my residence first for a couple drinks to relax?”

Saul shook his head. “I don’t drink.”

“Not alcohol.” Ona smiled behind her hand. “Cream soup.”

Saul still shook his head, turned and walked away, casually waving his raised arm. “No thanks, I’ll go back and drink water instead.”

(End of Chapter)

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