Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 174 High-Quality Counterfeits Drive Original Manufacturers to Despair

Just do it.

Saul inflicted a fourth wound on himself, collecting some blood and muscle tissue.

He then prepared the basic materials for making the candle, along with the juice of the accompanying flower, flesh and blood, and a little bit of the candle that had been cut off, and made a complete new candle.

This candle is similar in shape to the candle on the candlestick, but because of the addition of flesh and blood tissue, the candle has turned from white to red.

"I've diluted it as much as possible, but it's still so red. Should I extract serum or other colorless tissue?"

Although the first batch of finished products had a color problem, Sol still planned to try it out first.

He fixed the candle to the table and tossed a small flame toward the wick.

But the small flame, after passing the candle wick, failed to ignite it.

"Could there be a problem with the candle's material, affecting its flammability? Wait a minute!"

Thor then took out the lamplighter, stood up and moved a distance away, aiming the nozzle at the wick.

"Sizzle!"

This time, the red candle was successfully lit, its wick burning with a pale white flame!

"Exactly the same as the flame on the candlestick?" Thor carefully compared it with the candle above his head and smiled with surprise.

"I succeeded on the first try? Am I that much of a genius?"

After a brief moment of joy, Saul calmed himself down.

"After all, the main ingredients are substitutes, and the accompanying flower juice doesn't meet the requirements, so the actual efficacy may be much worse..."

Suddenly, Thor shuddered, goosebumps erupting all over his body as if they were sentient.

He turned around in shock and saw that the aisle behind him was full of people!

They're all those corpses from outside!

These guys somehow moved behind Thor. Some squeezed into the aisles between the shelves, while others couldn't squeeze into the aisles and could only stand behind the shelves, "watching" Thor through the gaps between the goods.

But Thor instinctively felt that they were watching the candle in his hand.

In a moment of distraction, the horde of corpses seemed to get even closer.

Saul acted swiftly, picking up the knife from the table and extinguishing the candle.

As a wisp of smoke rose from the blackened candle wick, the eerie feeling of being constantly on edge gradually disappeared.

Thor turned back again and keenly noticed that the corpses had moved closer to him.

Although they remained expressionless and with their eyes closed, Saul could sense a sense of disappointment emanating from them.

Although Thor was certain that they did have some consciousness, he had never seen them move on their own.

Unexpectedly, the red candle exposed their secret.

Thor looked at the candle in his palm and thought, "Could I have created something extraordinary?"

"What is that???"

A woman's voice suddenly rang out above Thor's head.

He looked up and saw a black shadow gradually emerging from the roof, slowly unfolding from a viscous, teardrop-shaped form into the shape of a woman.

Finally, the dark figure broke free from the roof and landed on the ground, almost overlapping with Thor upon landing.

"Mrs. Yura?"

"Don't call me Yura, call me Winnie!" the shadowy figure said unhappily, but she quickly moved on, sniffing left and right with her face, which was indistinct. "Where did that scent go?"

taste?

Thor looked down at the red candle beside him, but he couldn't smell anything.

The shadowy figure immediately noticed Thor's gaze shift and followed it, his eyes falling upon a red candle.

"Did you... make this?"

Winnie's shadow drew closer. She crouched down, placed her hands on the table, and positioned herself so that she could see the candles at eye level.

"I find its aroma calming." The shadowy figure seemed to tilt its head back. "Could you light it again?"

"calm?"

Strangely, Thor didn't add anything to soothe the soul's emotions.

Even the sap from the accompanying flower that the white candle might have originally possessed to stabilize the spiritual body was diluted several times by Thor.

Logically speaking, its effectiveness should not be as good as the original candle.

But Winnie didn't react at all to the other lit candles in the warehouse.

"Winnie, if I light the candles, these guys will rush at us."

Thor pointed to the horde of corpses still "wandering" beside the shelves behind him.

The shadowy figure glanced back, then said nonchalantly, "It's alright, they only came because they felt comfortable. As long as you don't break any taboos, they won't hurt you. Hurry up, hurry up..."

Hearing Winnie's assurance, Saul picked up the lamplighter and relit the red candle.

A faint white light appeared.

The warehouse fell silent.

Both the living and the dead stared blankly at the candlelight.

Thor smelled nothing, nor did he feel particularly calm. He looked around and found that the horde of corpses had stopped approaching, but they were all facing the red candles, their faces less sinister and more intoxicated.

"We can't let them know that the raw material is a part of my blood." Thor raised his hand uneasily to press on the wound hidden by his sleeve. "They didn't react much to my wound, but they're very interested in the red candle. This must be some kind of witchcraft reaction that triggered a qualitative change."

"But why would my blood have this effect? ​​My left eye can heal itself; could this also be related to these changes in my body?"

The changes Thor remembers that affected his entire body were the experience of his body melting unconsciously after defeating the evil spirit Morton.

Byron told him about this afterward. Otherwise, Thor himself would have been completely unaware of the melting.

When Byron examined him later, he couldn't find the reason for the body fusion and recovery. At that time, there might still be pursuers behind the sailboat, so this matter had to be put aside for the time being.

Back at the Wizard's Tower, Thor didn't find anything unusual about his body, but it seemed that the experience had still had a significant impact on him. It was just unknown whether it was good or bad, or if there were any other drawbacks.

Thor was worried about the changes in his body, while Winnie was gazing at the red candle with fascination. She even sat on the floor with her arms on the table and her head resting on her arms.

She looked like she was about to fall asleep.

"Why can you make such candles, while Gorza can only make smelly white wax? I told you, he doesn't understand the soul at all."

Faced with Winnie's complaints about the tower master, Thor could only touch his nose and pretend he hadn't heard anything.

But Winnie continued, even going so far as to recount Gorza's life story.

"Shortly after Gorsa established the Wizard Tower, the situation on the western continent was complicated. People who had fled from the no-man's-land established the Bydon Academy on the coast. With the sea as their backing, they ignored the Western Treaty and always secretly bullied the Duchy of Kema, trying to further expand their academy's territory..."

In order to avoid losing his territory and the tragic end of his kingdom, the then king of Kema sent people to inquire about the backgrounds of the wizards who had just entered the western continent, hoping to find a reliable force to ally with.

No sooner had the news been released than Gorsa, the newly arrived tower master of the Wizard Tower, came to the door and took the initiative to request an alliance.

At that time, many forces had settled in the western continent. Gorsa arrived alone, yet he managed to carve up a considerable amount of territory.

It is said that his family is quite powerful on another continent, so the other forces that settled in the western continent at the same time did not dare to compete with him.

"The people of the Kerma Empire were probably deceived by him back then." Winnie tilted her head, her tone tinged with indignation. "Gorsa was probably exiled by his family. No other forces have come looking for him all these years. Feeling guilty, he sought an alliance with the Kerma."

"So that's why the tower master married Lady Yura back then?"

"...No, that's not it."

In order to form an alliance with Gorsa, which seemed to have a powerful background, the King of Kema, who had been reduced to a duchy, took the initiative to lower his stance.

In addition to providing supplies to the Wizard Tower every year, they also wanted to arrange marriages, which are the most common practice among nobles.

However, Gorsa refused the marriage alliance and instead asked the duchy to send people to manage his territory, as long as he paid tribute on time every year.

Thor was somewhat surprised, but then realized that it was something the Tower Master could do.

If Gorsa had truly arrived in the western region alone, he certainly wouldn't have had the energy or inclination to deal with any internal affairs of the territory.

But Thor didn't expect that he wouldn't even hire an agent, and would directly hand over large tracts of territory to the original owner to manage.

The Principality of Kema must be overjoyed.

Even if it's just temporarily managing a portion of the territory, the profits can help the Principality of Kema recover its strength.

"How did Lady Yura marry the Tower Master?" Thor wasn't really gossiping, but Lady Yura's death was clearly related to Gorsa's true purpose.

Is it research to revive a loved one, or an experiment to combat pollution?

Only by clearly defining the content and purpose of the research can the experimental process be properly planned.

"At that time, Yura was already a first-tier official wizard, majoring in dark elemental magic and obsessed with the study of souls." Winnie's face was always turned towards the red candle, as if she was mesmerized. "Gorsa, on the other hand, majored in light elemental magic. As soon as they met, they started arguing about a topic."

Sol immediately perked up his ears. "What topic?"

"Can the soul truly exist independently of the body?"

(End of this chapter)