Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 835 The Black Tide Meeting (Part 1)

Alfonso could tell that Saul genuinely didn't want to join the commotion, but today's meeting was personally ordered by Lord Frim to be attended by Saul.

"Today's meeting concerns the impending Black Tide, and His Excellency the Court has specifically requested your attendance."

Thor remained unmoved.

Even if we let him participate, we can't entrust him with important tasks; at most, he can just be a support officer.

As for whether he will be used as cannon fodder, that depends on whether his own strength can impress the judges.

Although reluctant, Thor had no choice but to put down his experiment and follow Alfonso through the Eternal Night Palace.

Finally, the two figures appeared outside the palace.

"Hmm? The meeting isn't being held at the Eternal Night Palace?" Thor saw the soldiers and wizards outside and realized that the scale of this meeting was probably much larger than he had imagined.

Outside the Eternal Night Palace, a huge recessed council hall had appeared out of nowhere.

Like a lecture hall, the center of the conference room is the lowest, with rows of seats rising around it.

Because it was already dark, torches were burning to illuminate each row of passageways.

As for why he used torches instead of the more energy-efficient and convenient fluorite, Thor had no idea.

He discovered that the people of the continent of Neflet were very accustomed to using fire for lighting. Even high-ranking wizards used fire-resistant lamps instead of relying on magic for illumination.

He followed Alfonso and sat in the front row. Saul waited quietly.

Not long after, Thor saw a man dressed in a simple black suit and wearing a golden crown of thorns stride into the council hall.

Behind this man with a powerful aura was a short man who was timid and inconspicuous.

But when Thor looked over, this person also glanced at Thor casually.

As Thor was thinking about the data he had obtained in the lab, he looked up to watch the commotion and happened to make eye contact with the other person.

As their eyes met, he suddenly noticed that the scene before him seemed to have been filtered, and flower petals began to fall from the sky.

Before the surprise could fully manifest, the petals that had covered the ground suddenly disappeared, as if it were all a dream.

Thor looked around, and it seemed that no one else saw the rain of petals except him.

Even Alfonso, sitting next to him, remained calm.

Saul turned to Alfonso and asked, "Alfonso, did you see...?"

"What?"

"petal?"

Alfonso paused for a moment, then seemed to realize something, "You just made eye contact with Stuart of Blackflame?"

Thor nodded. "If the Stuart you're talking about is that little guy from earlier, yes, he was looking this way."

Alfonso glanced at Thor again, looking him up and down as if he were sizing him up on the very first day Thor arrived in the Eternal Night.

"Stuart is a third-tier wizard who specializes in poison magic. However, the poisons he concocts are very special and are generally not used in direct combat. It is said that one of them can test the spiritual body of others through illusions and place a mark on them. Anyone who has been marked by him will be detected by him once they appear near him."

"Aren't you afraid of angering others by marking it so forcefully?" Thor said with slight dissatisfaction.

He had already begun using his mental energy to scan his entire body, trying to see where the other party had placed a mark on his body.

Alfonso slowly shook his head. "It's useless. Stuart won't attack a fourth-tier wizard. But none of the other marked people have found where they were marked. The marking process is very brief. I've heard that if someone's spirit is stronger than Stuart's when they are marked, they might be able to see the marking process, like a shower of flower petals."

"Those whose mental strength is not strong enough will not even realize that they are hallucinating for a moment. But whether they can see it or not, the marked person cannot find the mark on their body."

Thor raised an eyebrow, glancing at Alfonso. "You were marked too?"

"……Um."

"Won't anyone hold him accountable for what he did?"

"Stuart is the Black Flame Emperor's confidant. It is said that he has been the Black Flame Emperor's bodyguard since the emperor was a child. If anyone causes him trouble, the Black Flame Emperor will protect him unconditionally. Moreover, the mark on the mark has no harmful power; it only allows Stuart to detect when the marked person approaches, supposedly also to protect the Black Flame Emperor."

"Does a fourth-tier wizard really need the protection of a third-tier wizard?" Thor chuckled, resting his chin on his hand, and didn't ask any more questions.

He realized that the tribunal probably couldn't do anything about Stuart.

Soon, more than two-thirds of the seats in the council hall were filled. A wizard whom Thor did not recognize walked to the bottom of the platform and began to preside over the meeting.

Although it was a conference of wizards, since they represented two empires, there were bound to be some complicated formalities and pleasantries to say.

Although Saul was sitting in the front row, he didn't need to speak or be introduced. He simply leaned back in the comfortable chair stuffed with cotton, closed his eyes, and began to doze off.

It appears to be a false sleep, but in reality, it has entered its own consciousness platform.

In the deep starry sky, the gray-white circular platform appears even more ancient and solid. The patterns on the ground become increasingly intricate and clear.

The Death Wizard's Diary floated silently in the air above.

Thor walked along the platform, and after reaching the edge, he stepped directly under the platform.

He was looking for the mark that the Stuart wizard had placed on him.

Since the mark was applied using illusions, it was very likely also applied to his mental body.

Thor's spiritual body has completely merged with his consciousness space. Nothing can escape the fate of being watched by the stars.

Unless its level has exceeded that of a sixth-tier wizard.

Last time, the eye of the storm was hidden on the back of the circular platform, so Thor also came to the back to check it this time.

However, he did not notice anything unusual.

After going around in circles, he was back on the front. Thor looked up at his diary.

"It's not on the round platform, it couldn't be in the starry sky, could it be in the diary?"

Thor raised his hand, and the huge diary above his head automatically shrank and landed in his palm.

The pages of the diary turned automatically according to Thor's will.

But when the back cover of the last page was closed, Saul did not notice anything unusual.

"This Stuart is something else; no wonder no one has ever noticed his mark."

Although Thor failed to find the mark in two attempts, he was not in a hurry.

He still has at least three methods to try.

The most brutal way is to become the thread of fate.

Let your eyes help you find the mark.

But doing so would rely too much on the iridescent world.

Moreover, the more Thor came into contact with the guys who called themselves Deathbringers, the more wary he became of them.

"Compared to the Deathbringer, the diary is still more convenient."

Thor's mental energy trembled slightly, and he reopened the diary, where numerous black lines appeared on the white pages.

These lines extended in all directions, quickly outlining the entire consciousness space into a world composed of simple black lines.

It was as if it had turned into a three-dimensional sketch.

Thor's mental fluctuations meticulously swept over every inch of the world's lines.

There was no feedback initially.

"Huh? Could it be that even the diary couldn't detect it? That shouldn't be the case?"

Thor scanned the entire consciousness space again.

Suddenly, he noticed something and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Indeed, the most familiar stranger is oneself."

(End of this chapter)