Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 157 The Cold Truth

Thor almost threw a Strike at the Necromancer.

Remembering that the shadowy figure hadn't shown any obvious malice last night, he stopped himself from going up to fight.

"Who are you? Why are you following me?"

The dark figure gradually solidified and became clearer, with a slender figure, seemingly wearing a skirt. However, facial features were still not visible, only a pair of eyes that grew increasingly red.

"Why?" The dark figure leaped onto the table and sat down, the books on the table passing right through her body, yet she remained firmly seated. "If Gorsa hadn't told me to keep an eye on you, do you think I would have willingly followed you?"

"Tower Master? You..." Thor suddenly recalled two scenes.

One was the life-sized black shadow he saw in the Soul Fluctuation Perception Device at the entrance of Chui Shou Valley, standing among a group of human-headed monsters.

At first, he thought he was seeing an evil spirit, but Nick reminded him that the sensor was not activated.

Secondly, while resting on the deck of the sailboat, he saw the same dark figure again through his sensory device. This refuted his conjecture that the dark figure was the evil spirit Morton.

"You're the spirit that appeared in the sensory device? You've been following me?"

“Yes,” the shadowy figure said, swinging his leg, “I’ve been following you ever since you left the Wizard’s Tower. Including when that Nick tricked you into coming to Sailtown, including when you bullied a little girl and gouged out her eyes, and including when you played a trick on that lowly apprentice in that tower.”

Saul's heart tightened as he tried to recall if he had ever mentioned his diary when he was alone.

Fortunately, Thor communicates with the diary through telepathy, so outsiders, aside from finding his behavior a bit strange, cannot detect the existence of the diary.

"Master, am I asking you to protect me?"

"Ha!" The shadowy figure chuckled briefly, seemingly mocking Thor's wild idea, but his words were an implicit admission, "You can interpret it that way. After all, he did say he'd try his best not to let you die."

"So, you appeared in the perception device twice to save me?" Thor asked, but before the shadowy figure could answer, he immediately said, "I really have to thank you for your help in getting me back to the Wizard's Tower."

Whether what the shadowy figure said is true or not, it won't hurt to say thank you first.

But Thor couldn't let the shadow follow him all the time, otherwise many of his experiments and research would be impossible to continue.

"Even though you weren't of any help in the Valley of Fallen Hands... you should still thank me! Otherwise, why do you think Gorsa would have appeared?" The shadowy figure's voice was initially somewhat muffled, but later became more assertive.

At the same time, she also saw through Thor's intentions. "Are you trying to get rid of me? Humph, do you think I want to stay next to a boring guy like you? The stuff you're researching is utterly low-level!"

The shadowy figure's voice rose slightly, "It's just that Gorsa asked me to stay temporarily to answer your questions about Morton."

Thor suddenly looked up and saw the other person's eyes filled with bright red blood. He quickly pulled out the wooden doll that the tower master had given him.

At this moment, the doll's eyes became even redder.

"You? You? You're Mrs. Yura?"

Could this be what Gorsa meant when he said Lady Yora was special?

This bizarre form is indeed quite different from ordinary spirits. Her personality is also like that of a little girl.

But the shadowy figure's voice turned cold the moment it heard Yura's name. Even though its face was unseen, its gloomy demeanor was palpable.

"I am not Yura!" she said fiercely. "I am just a replica that Gorza created to resurrect his wife."

Thor gasped. "Create souls?"

"Forget it, why bother talking to a second-level apprentice like you? You can call me Winnie, but I have absolutely no relation to Yura!" The spirit who called herself Winnie shook her finger at Thor.

The shadowy figure was sometimes lively and sometimes gloomy, its personality as unpredictable as that of an evil spirit.

"Okay, let's not talk about that." Winnie crossed her arms—though they were hidden from view—"What do you want to know about Morton?"

"Will being possessed by an evil spirit have lasting effects on my physical and mental health?"

According to Byron, after Thor defeated Morton, not only did his hands melt off, but his entire body almost melted away.

Although Thor later returned to normal for some reason, the incident still worried him.

"Yes, most people who are possessed by evil spirits will suffer serious consequences." Winnie cheered up when she talked about this, seemingly very interested in the topic.

"You were possessed by a fully-fledged wizard-level evil spirit. Logically speaking, even if you were saved, you would be sick for several years or go insane. That level of corruption is no joke."

Winnie jumped off the table, put her hands behind her back, and walked around Thor once.

"But the spiritual esters in your body blocked most of the dangerous soul energy for you, and the part that couldn't be absorbed strangely dissipated after the evil spirit died."

She walked behind Thor, and a black silhouette of an arm pressed against the back of Thor's head.

The icy air gradually froze Thor's skin and muscles through his pores, but when he came to his senses, he realized it was just an illusion; his skin was still intact.

"Your mental strength is extremely strong, and that magic circle also affected Morton's consciousness. I guess that's why you survived."

"But that's the strange thing. Although you defeated the evil spirit's consciousness, it should have had a chance to escape. But it disappeared completely, without leaving a trace."

Winnie's shadowy figure moved in front of Thor again, her black silhouette arm moving from behind his head to his forehead.

Thor looked up at Winnie, his gaze calm and unwavering.

"It's like a tough bone that's automatically turned into rice porridge. Not only did it leave no lingering resentment affecting your cognition, it even proactively boosted your mental strength. Is this Morton's anomaly, or your uniqueness?"

Is it clean and tidy?

Saul closed his eyes; it must be thanks to the diary!

The diary entries show no interest in soul energy or soul fragments; the only thing the author likes to do is lock up the consciousness of the deceased in a dark room.

If it weren't for the existence of the diary, Thor, possessed by such a powerful evil spirit, would have survived, but he would be insane by now, and might even have suffered lifelong consequences.

Winnie was unaware of the existence of the diary, since she hadn't participated in Thor's internal battle.

She withdrew her fingers in confusion, gently rubbing them in circles with her thumb and forefinger.

"Is this your talent? No wonder Gorsa values ​​you so much. A clean and pure soul like yours is what a living person should have."

Thor also had his own conjectures about the Tower Master's experiment.

Is it possible that Lady Yura's consciousness was corrupted after her death? Therefore, resurrecting Lady Yura is not as simple as just finding her a physical body.

Cleansing the soul from pollution is certainly difficult and dangerous.

Gorsa had been researching for a very long time, trying to both preserve the integrity of the soul and cleanse it of all defilement, but to no avail. That's why he started cultivating Thor, who had a gift for the soul, from a young age.

However, given that the Tower Master's training of Thor was more of a hands-off approach, it's highly likely that even the Tower Master himself didn't know how much Thor's soul talent could actually be of any help.

So aside from giving some general guidance, he hardly influences any of Thor's decisions.

"Sigh—" Thor sighed, lowering his eyes. "Lord Gorsata is such a good man. He guided my studies and even had you protect me. Thinking about his efforts to resurrect his wife... this wizarding world isn't as cruel and heartless as I thought."

Unexpectedly, Winnie started laughing wildly after hearing Thor's words.

She laughed so exaggeratedly that she even bent over while clutching her stomach.

Laughter echoed in the second warehouse, gradually becoming shrill, sending chills down Saul's spine and causing a sharp pain in his brain.

"Mrs. Winnie?" Saul covered his ears in anguish.

The laughter was beginning to take on a lethal force, and Thor's hands were not cooperating, leaving many gaps.

Soon after, a warm stream flowed down his ear.

"Mrs. Winnie!" Thor had no choice but to call out to her loudly.

Winnie finally stopped.

She turned around, and her bright red eyes dimmed, as if they were moistened with a layer of water.

"You're too naive! The wizarding world is governed by cold laws and an even colder pursuit of self-interest! All emotions are nothing more than mutual investment and power struggles."

Thor remained silent, lowering his hand and looking at Winnie without saying a word.

Seeing Thor's expression, Winnie knew he didn't believe her.

"You're still just a kid!" she chuckled. "Then let me tell you another truth."

Winnie didn't have a mouth, but this time the sound she made was slow and gentle, as if she were imitating Gorsa's tone.

"Gorza's wife, Yura, was killed by his own hands! And Gorza's so-called resurrection was nothing more than a way to secure his own future."

(End of this chapter)