Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 450 Broken Wine Glass

After the rain stopped, the dark clouds that had lingered over this Blue Water Bay area for who knows how many years gradually dispersed.

A ray of sunlight shone down, sprinkling the sea surface, making it sparkle, and the deep, gloomy seawater finally felt the warmth of the sun.

If you ignore the fish bones floating on the surface of the sea, it's actually a heartwarming and beautiful scene.

Just like this seemingly beautiful wizarding world, countless pitiful lives are buried beneath it.

Thor took one last look at the sea before turning and flying toward the shore.

As soon as he returned to the shore, Thor saw Agu standing on the cliff.

Before entering the sea, Thor left a mark there so that Agu could find it when he circled back.

"Master, are you alright?" Agu jumped down from the carriage and looked at Thor with concern.

Although he knew that in terms of absolute strength, Gudo was no match for Thor.

But Gudo does possess the soul toxin that counters Thor's skin, and he is also cunning and scheming. Who knows what methods he might use?

Marsh, who was driving behind Agu, also looked at Thor, the mushroom on his head bobbing up and down, like someone trying to stretch their neck.

"It's nothing." Thor tapped his temple.

Agu immediately understood.

It seems that page six has also found an owner.

However, how long will the fifth and sixth pages last...?

That's not necessarily true.

A few words came from down the mountain. Thor walked back to the edge of the cliff and looked to the side.

Although it was not yet dusk, snail collectors had already come to prepare.

But at this moment, they just stood on the shore, holding their tools, staring blankly at the horizon.

The thick, gloomy clouds that had been there for years had mostly dispersed, and rays of sunlight pierced through the gaps in the clouds.

Incredibly dazzling, incredibly beautiful.

It was breathtaking.

But suddenly, a middle-aged woman sat down on the ground, slapping her thigh and crying.

"The snails are almost gone!"

The fishermen, awakened by the sudden change in weather, realized that once the sea returned to normal, the snails on the shore, which required strange powers to survive, would soon suffer a decline in production until they disappeared altogether.

Immediately, cries erupted from all sides.

Several people did not cry, including a thin boy.

He stared blankly at the sea, biting his lip tightly.

But after a moment, he threw away the rope in his hand and turned to run back the way he came.

Thor smiled as he saw this.

That boy was Banbu, the snail collector he had rescued in Blue Water Bay.

It seems that the boy, Banbu, has thought it through. Although the strange disappearance at sea will cause them to lose their current job of collecting snails to make a living, they are still aware of the consequences.

However, the restoration of normal sea conditions also means that Blue Water Bay is likely to prosper again in a short period of time.

That small town, which was forced to relocate to the desert, may very well return.

More and safer job opportunities will emerge then; it just depends on whether he can seize them.

Those who slap their thighs and wail may not be unaware of this, but they still choose to sit on the ground and cry first.

Having watched the spectacle to his heart's content, Thor handed the water balloon to Agu and turned back to the carriage.

"Go to Bluewater City," he ordered.

After Agu carefully carried the water balloon onto the carriage, the driver, Mash, pulled on the reins, deftly turned the carriage around, and sped off into the distance.

Although Marsh was a very good driver, the road, which had been deserted for many years, was still a bit bumpy.

When traveling alone, it's not advisable to keep the shock-absorbing magic circle on all the time.

Slightly luxurious.

In the car, Saul took out the black goblet he had just acquired.

"Agu, have you ever seen this before?" Just as Thor was about to explain the origin of the goblet to Agu, he found that the other man had already jumped up from his seat.

"Master, how did you get a broken wine glass?"

"Broken glass?" Thor repeated, the name sounding anything but ordinary.

He looked at the diary and realized that there were new entries, but he hadn't noticed them in time because he had just seen the spectacular view at sea.

[June 6th, 317th year of the lunar calendar, sunny]

You followed the greedy little devil.

They found the glass that held their evil thoughts.

Infused with the most powerful soul,

To brew the most bitter nectar,

Infuse the most soul,

Brew the most bittersweet drink.

If we put you in there

Guess what kind of drink it will become?

According to the description in the diary, this broken wine glass can transform the collected spirits into other things.

"What could it be?" Thor looked into the glass, but Agu covered the rim with his hand.

"Master, you can't just look inside the wine glass," Agu said solemnly.

Saul listened to the advice and immediately put the wine glass into the appropriately sized wooden box and tightly closed the lid.

Seeing this, Agu also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, broken goblets are rare on the continent of Stath, but they are a must-have for every major wizarding power on the continent of Neflat."

"Oh? The thing that makes you so nervous is actually everywhere on another continent?" Thor was genuinely curious.

Especially the last sentence in the diary, it's hard not to make connections.

"Because the Nefarian culture is different from ours," Agu said, his expression complex as he mentioned the other continent. "They...they take death very seriously."

"Oh?" Thor's attention was half on the diary.

However, the diary makes no mention of this.

"How do you show respect? Through funerals? Through memorial services?"

"That's not it. The prevailing belief there is that everything ends in death, and everything should die or be destroyed at its appropriate time before it crosses an absolute boundary. As for spirits that should not exist, they are usually recycled and crushed using broken wine glasses."

Thor found it laughable. "Are you sure this is mainstream thought? Or is it just the control of ordinary people by some powerful wizarding force that studies death?"

Agu smiled wryly, "Actually, I've never been there. I only heard about it from a wizard who escaped from there."

"At that time, there were five major wizarding factions or families in Nefarian, who jointly formulated the Law of Limits to Life. Of course, the upper limit of this law was actually very high," Agu explained. "It is said that their main purpose was to prevent wizards or extraordinary beings from using extreme methods, such as pollutants, to survive in order to avoid death and destruction. They called such forbidden life forms destroying the world and that they must be forced to return to death."

"If that's the case, I can understand part of it. Cleansing out the corrupted wizards or the pollution to ensure a stable living environment."

"I think so too." Agu nodded, then suddenly his expression froze, as if he had thought of something. "I heard that one of the treaties on their continent prohibits the resurrection of wizards below the third rank!"

Solten sat up straight immediately.

"So, is Gudo from the continent of Neflet? He stopped Instructor Gorsa simply because he didn't want him to resurrect Lady Yura, who was only at the second rank in life?"

Thor laughed again after saying that. "I actually used 'only' to describe the second tier?"

Agu thought for a moment, "Your guess is indeed very likely."

Saul looked down at the wooden box containing the broken wine glass in his palm, thinking about the adjectives in his diary.

"Greedy brat... Even if Gudo rebelled to stop Gorza's resurrection experiment, he wasn't the mastermind. Otherwise, the diary wouldn't have called him greedy, nor would it have called him a brat."

"Behind Gudo, there's someone else; that person is the true owner of the broken wine glass!"

Thinking of this, Thor immediately told Agu and Marsh, who was driving the carriage, "Don't tell anyone about what happened at Bluewater Bay today!"

"Yes!" Agu immediately agreed.

"My lord, everyone knows we're heading straight to Bluewater City as soon as we disembark from the airship!" Marsh replied from outside.

Saul nodded, then put the broken glass into his compressed bag before leaning back against the cushion and closing his eyes to rest.

Does Master Gorsa know about the customs of the Neflet continent?

Did they know and not care, or did they not expect them to extend their reach to other continents?

But within Thor's spiritual body, the diary had already turned to the black page belonging to Gudo.

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