Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 611 Pei'er's Background

After the treatment, Saul learned that Byron had actually conducted experiments on his own hands to observe the correlation between the Kuroshio pollution source and the black powder, which is how he determined a logical topic in just one day.

Although Thor had extensive experience in cleaning up pollution like the Kuroshio Current, he had to admire Byron's truly insane research methods.

However, after the treatment, Thor was pushed into the fifth floor of the Wizard Tower by Byron.

This place also preserves the various books and notes that Thor brought from the Wizard Tower of Gorsa.

Byron warned Saul, "The more powerful you are, the more dangerous you become if your knowledge system is not solid. Now consider yourself a first-class apprentice and stop being distracted by other studies."

Saul understood Byron's good intentions, so he locked himself on the fifth floor for three days without coming down.

However, his intensive study was interrupted on the third day.

Because Pei'er came directly in her real form.

That day, the giant bird kept at the top of the tower suddenly let out a long cry, instantly bringing everyone back to their senses from the tasks they were currently dealing with.

Thor, holding the book "Basic Rune Construction," walked to the window and looked out. He immediately saw a dark shadow flying in the air.

As the dark figure drew closer and became clearer, Thor recognized it as the wind demon, Pei'er.

"Why did she suddenly show up without saying anything?" This wasn't how he and Pei'er had agreed, and Solton immediately felt that something must have gone wrong.

Pei'er wore a long, flowing silver dress that was as soft as water, yet it maintained a certain distance from her body during high-speed flight, failing to accentuate the wind demon's exquisite figure and preserving the dignity of the dignified wind demon.

Thor watched as Perle flew over the hillside, over the mushroom forest, and even when she reached the skies above Lake Rhine, she did not fall down due to the loss of her magic.

"Just as I expected." Thor wasn't too surprised; he had long anticipated that third-tier wizards would likely not be affected by the anti-magic spells of Lake Rhine.

"The principle behind Lake Rhine's magic-suppressing effect is actually the super-strong gravitational pull of a certain substance at the bottom of the lake on magic and mental power. When an object itself does not possess magic and mental power, or when its control over magic and mental power exceeds the gravitational pull, this magic-suppressing effect is greatly weakened, or simply disappears."

Pei'er flew over Lake Rhine at a noticeably slower speed than when she was far away, and after crossing the lake, she slowly landed on the round platform of the Wizard Tower.

"As expected, powerful wizards prefer to use the upper doors."

Seeing this, Thor knew he had to go out.

So he put down the book in his hand and went straight up the stairs outside the door to the round platform.

"Why did you suddenly..."

Thor had only finished asking his question when Pelle walked up to him expressionlessly.

"I underestimated Clark before. Even after I returned to my own body, I couldn't completely break free from the shackles of his nightmares. Sometimes I couldn't tell when I was dreaming and when I was awake. So he may have already discovered our plan."

Pei'er spoke very quickly, and although she appeared calm, her unusually fast pace betrayed her anxiety.

When Saul heard the news from Pelle, his heart tightened, but he remained calm and pondered how to break the deadlock.

"Are you absolutely certain that our conversation isn't a nightmare for you?"

Pei'er nodded immediately. "I can confirm it now."

Thor raised an eyebrow, scanning Pelle's entire body. "You asked someone else for help?"

Pei'er was taken aback, not expecting Thor to react so quickly and immediately guess her behavior.

Saul probably didn't expect that she hadn't initially asked for help because of the dream.

However, since it involved a battle with another powerful third-tier wizard, Pell gritted her teeth and revealed her trump card to Thor.

"I am related to Ophelia, the lord of Sky City, by blood."

Ophelia, the Lord of Sky City?

An extremely powerful fourth-tier wizard?

Saul's expression changed drastically. "She's your mother?"

Pei'er trembled, her pretty little face puffed up, making her look rather cute.

Her voice trailed off between her teeth, "She... she's... my older sister!"

Once she said that, Pei'er's anger dissipated.

She continued, "We share the same father, except my mother was a fairy, while her mother was a human witch."

"Uh... a fairy?" The fairies Thor had seen in reality and in books were all no bigger than the palm of his hand.

Pelle glared at Thor and immediately knew what he was thinking.

"Ophelia and I were not born naturally; we were created by our father using our mothers' bloodlines. However, Ophelia was created two years earlier than me, so she is considered my older sister."

Who is your father?

"You probably don't know this. He died a long time ago. In the latter part of his life, he devoted himself to creating new hybrid life forms with different intelligent races. In the end, he was killed by the monster he created, and that monster and other life forms soon died from infighting and species collapse. Only Ophelia and I survived."

It turns out that the wind demon really does have fairy blood!

A little gossip eased the anxiety and tension that the two had felt just as they suspected Clark already knew about their plot, and Saul now got back to the main topic.

"His strength is currently above yours. Knowing that you have woken up, he has not taken any other action, but has only continued to confuse you, which clearly shows that he is very confident in his own nightmare."

"In that case, we won't let him know that we already know he's aware of our plan to buy you time to recover your strength."

Saul's last sentence was very convoluted, but Pelle understood it immediately.

"You mean we should continue to play along?"

"Yes. Let's not change our previous way of communicating. You'd better come up with a suitable reason for suddenly coming to see me in person this time. From now on, we'll continue to communicate discreetly, but only let him know what we want him to know."

Solton paused, then asked uncertainly, "Can you do that?"

Pei'er nodded.

But she was somewhat frustrated.

Because she did this not by herself.

Just then, Pei'er suddenly saw another figure appear on the round platform at the top of the tower.

It turned out to be a completely unfamiliar male wizard?

Pei'er narrowed her eyes, her first instinct was to kill the stranger.

However, upon seeing the wizard's ordinary appearance, she inexplicably softened and did not kill him immediately.

This softness only affected Pei'er for a moment, and then she reacted, her murderous intent even intensifying, and she was about to gather her magic power.

But at that moment, Saul realized what was happening. He grabbed Pelle's arm as she was about to raise it and explained rapidly, "Byron is my senior, I absolutely trust him!"

Pell didn't change her mind immediately. She looked Saul into the eyes and said, "Your dreams might also give away secrets."

Saul replied firmly, "I have my own way."

Nightmares primarily affect the conscious mind.

Thor decided to let the diary be responsible for early warning, and let the stars in his consciousness space be responsible for driving away the enemy.

But what about Byron...?

"I don't dream," Byron said calmly.

Saul and Pell both looked at Byron, and although the latter offered no further explanation, they still believed him after careful consideration.

After this period of contact, Peir should have noticed the abnormality in Byron.

Even if she couldn't tell that Byron's skin came from the former Elf King, she must have realized that he was extremely skilled in influencing mental power.

Even during their first meeting, it had already influenced the thoughts of this third-tier wizard.

(End of this chapter)