Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 278 Acquiring the Past

"It seems I'm not worthy of the title of master." Thor kept a close eye on the diary, pausing before speaking.

But no matter what thoughts flashed through his mind, the diary did not stop him.

This undoubtedly made Saul much more assertive.

"May I ask you a few questions?"

"Of course, but we may not have much time. Master, you can ask me whatever you want to know most. I will definitely not lie to you as long as I can tell you."

"So, the ones who lied to me are the ones I can't tell you?" Thor chuckled inwardly, but didn't show it on his face.

He asked, "Penny...did all those things you did in Sailtown just to catch that Nightmare Butterfly that turned into a girl?"

"Nightmare butterflies are peculiar creatures that exist between reality and illusion. They can travel between dreams and reality, and can also alter a person's consciousness and perception. Controlling a Nightmare Butterfly is a very attractive thing for a formal wizard."

Kismet changed the subject, "However, I'm not chasing her to tame her. The Nightmare Butterfly's uniqueness lies not only in its ability to traverse consciousness, but also in its capacity to see into the past."

"See through?" Thor murmured.

Yes, how can you completely change a person's self-perception if you don't have the ability to understand their past?

Thinking of Ada, whose identity was unknown, and the father and son from the story about the Nightmare Butterfly that he had once read, Thor felt a chill creep into his heart.

"Master, don't worry. You have your diary, and the Nightmare Butterfly cannot break through your past."

"Is the Nightmare Butterfly dead now?"

Kismet rested his chin on his hand. "Hmm, is that how she described her? It seems my address was inappropriate, causing my master to misunderstand her."

"The Nightmare Butterfly is not human; she has no humanity. Master, remember not to be deceived by her appearance and behavior."

Did they manage to fool me?

Thor's face hardened. "I know who I'm dealing with."

Kismet smiled with satisfaction, like an elder looking at a younger person.

Thor subconsciously touched his arm, somewhat annoyed. "What do you mean by me taking over?"

Kismet gazed into the distance, which should be the direction of Mosail Town. "Originally, I wanted to use the end of many people's fates to bind the Nightmare Butterfly, then personally deal with her and take away her divine power—to see through to the past. But..."

Kismet glanced at Thor, his eyes burning with a intensity that seemed to ignite a fire within them. "But the master entered the town at just the right moment."

He clasped his hands together, a smirk playing on his lips, his facial muscles twitching uncontrollably. "Not too early, not too late, just right. A little earlier, and I wouldn't have arrived yet, Blood Town might have harmed you; a little later, and I would have already activated the curse, and you might not have been able to contact the Nightmare Butterfly. This is..."

Kismett's whole body began to tremble slightly, and the expression on his face gradually became distorted with excitement.

"...This is fate!"

Compared to Kismet's excitement, Thor remained remarkably calm. He merely glanced at his diary out of the corner of his eye, thinking, "So the diary warned me not to go in because the mastermind hadn't arrived yet. Could Kismet really be protecting me?"

However, Thor quickly became alert again. "Calm down, Thor. Even a butcher worries about a pig's health before it grows up. Hmm... that doesn't sound like a good way to describe myself."

Perhaps Saul's calmness also affected Kismet, whose agitated emotions gradually subsided.

"I apologize, Master." He gently plucked the strings twice, the music calming him down. "In short, because you were present, after the Nightmare Butterfly perished, a part of her magic has been transferred to you. Therefore, you now have a little bit of the ability to see through the past."

The other person's words immediately reminded Thor of the intense burning pain in his eyes when he left Mossport Town.

Looking back now, it was probably due to the supernatural influence of Penny.

Thor tentatively mobilized the mental energy around his eyes and instantly felt as if a wisp of cool air was about to escape from his pupils.

It seems that something has indeed changed in his eyes.

Could it be used to observe Kismet?

The diary made no warning of danger, and Saul's heart began to stir with anticipation.

But when Thor looked up at Kismet, he found that there was no one in front of him.

"Master, don't waste it on me~ After all, you only obtained a partial ability to see into the past, and there are limitations on the duration and the targets for its use." Kismet's voice came from behind Thor.

"It'd be a waste, so why are you hiding?" Thor chuckled inwardly, a smile briefly appearing before vanishing. "Kismet suddenly appeared behind me just now; was that some kind of spatial magic?"

"If you intend to use this ability, it is best to use it on the things that are closest to you and most useful to you."

Thor arrived in this world all alone, without any blood ties. Although he made two friends in the Wizard's Tower, they maintained a respectful distance, refraining from prying into each other's privacy and past.

Journal?

Thor suddenly remembered the hardcover book that had been with him ever since he transmigrated.

"Is Kismet implying that I should use this ability on the diary? Could it be that I can see the diary's past through it?"

Thor's fingers curled up little by little.

Kismet seems to really know a lot about diaries.

Who exactly is he?

Recalling several scenes involving Kismet, Thor calmed his mind, turned around to face Kismet again, and asked, "The Golden Pages, those two golden pages were given to me by you?"

Kismet was taken aback. "Is that what you call it? Golden Pages... a very accurate description."

His expression was somewhat complicated, but he quickly regained his relaxed smile. "Yes. I unexpectedly condensed a golden page at Ralph Manor. At the time, I thought it was a pleasant surprise, but now I think it must have been a stroke of luck to establish a connection with its owner. Unfortunately, things got a bit rushed, and I didn't have time to recognize my owner before you returned to the Wizard's Tower. I still had a page in my hand at the time, so I entrusted someone to deliver it to you."

"Aren't you afraid it will get lost halfway through?"

"How could that be? The golden pages will naturally follow their destined path."

If the golden pages can truly become part of a diary, then they are definitely something very important!

But the method of creating the golden pages...

"Does the condensation of each page require hundreds of lives?"

Kismet pursed his lips. "Unfortunately, the passing of life alone cannot produce golden pages. Otherwise, I would rather start a war across the continent than stay in a small town playing games with others."

"Take the page that formed at Ralph Manor, for example. Its origins can be traced back to the Blood Rose family nearly a hundred years ago, one of the most prestigious families in the Kema Empire at the time. Such a prestigious family naturally suffered heavy losses, especially since most of the outstanding talents of its main clan ultimately perished in the war at the Valley of Fallen Hands. Yet even so, it was only decades later at Ralph Manor that this golden page was formed. Simple death is not..."

Kismet chuckled softly. "In short, many factors will influence whether the golden pages can coalesce. Fate is always like this; it likes to rub salt into wounds, and it likes to slap you in the face when you're happy. Just like now..."

He suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance.

Thor followed his gaze and saw a small black dot on the horizon.

The black dot gradually grew larger, and it seemed to be a giant bird.

The giant bird then landed in the direction of Mosail Town.

Kira, the current Grand Duke of the Principality of Kema and a second-tier official wizard, has arrived!

(End of this chapter)