Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 838 Sander's Stepmother

The Black Tide meeting, which was halfway through, was forced to stop due to the sudden outbreak of two fourth-order events.

Alfonso found him, hurriedly took Saul back to the temporary palace, put him down, and then disappeared in an instant.

After returning to the palace, Thor couldn't help but ponder that the Lord of the Tribunal and the Emperor of Black Flame were, on the surface, allies.

However, like the Stargate Council, the Tribunal also has two fourth-tier wizards, but these two wizards also have a conflict of interest.

At the level of a fourth-tier wizard, they wouldn't fight over trivial gains. Under the threat of the Black Tide, they even took a more relaxed approach to territorial divisions.

For two fourth-tier cultivators to disregard being discovered by their subordinates and directly confront each other with mental pressure, the interests involved must be considerable.

The consciousnesses in the diary were also witnessing the duel between two fourth-tier wizards for the first time, and even Beth was sighing softly.

[The stakes involved in bringing two fourth-order units directly into battle must be quite high.]

Thor speculated, "Could it involve the Kuroshio's defensive deployments and logistical supplies?"

Even without experience, Thor understood that fighting the Black Tide wasn't just about wizards rushing to the front lines; it also involved subsequent resource supply, personnel mobilization, and other matters, all of which would require a considerable amount of resources and money.

Wizards might not care much about the resources of ordinary people, but when it comes to magical resources or even some channels for advancement, wizards will fight tooth and nail just like ordinary people.

Agu sighed about something else.

I thought it was only the two fourth-tier wizards in the Stargate Council who were at odds; I didn't expect that the two fourth-tier wizards in the Tribunal also had such a big conflict.

Herman had a different opinion.

[Maybe they were just bickering, but it had a lot of impact, haha!]

If a fourth-tier wizard were to argue, the impact would naturally be different from that of an ordinary person arguing.

However, once you reach the fourth level, it's rare for people to resort to violence over language conflicts.

So Thor still felt that there must be some kind of conflict between the two.

"I happen to have an appointment with Wizard Stuart to discuss some issues, so perhaps I can probe the reason for their conflict."

Normally, Thor wouldn't care about the relationship between the two fourth-tier wizards in the Tribunal, but now he was in Neflet, having been invited there by the Tribunal. Having already learned from Ophelia's experience, Thor didn't believe that a fourth-tier wizard would hesitate to attack him due to their status or their relationship with Gorsa.

Saul sat down and took out the experimental notes he had been reading for a while, but found himself unable to concentrate.

He helplessly slammed the book down on the table.

"It seems like every place is rife with conflict."

Herman and Agu fell silent.

Because they found that it seemed to be true.

But Beth disagreed.

The Eye of the Abyss threatens the survival of the entire world. If there were no hope of survival, it would be alright, but now there is hope, and the number of slots for that hope is limited. In a situation like this, who wouldn't have their own selfish thoughts?

Wizards are mostly very practical egoists.

Thor was also vying for power, but because of his unique circumstances, he did so in a more covert way.

I had just gotten back and hadn't even settled into my chair when someone knocked on the door.

It is neither too light nor too heavy, and it is highly regular.

It must be the attendant who often led the way for him.

Thor went to open the door and, unsurprisingly, saw the servant standing awkwardly in the doorway.

"What's the matter?"

"Lord Thor, do you have time now? Her Majesty Alexandra requests your presence," the attendant said cautiously.

"Sander?" Thor thought Sander had something to ask him and was about to answer when he was interrupted by a clear voice.

"The Wizard of Thor is busy right now. Go back and tell His Majesty the Emperor to ask him to wait a few more days."

Royer walked over with a big smile on his face.

He stood before Saul, showing no embarrassment whatsoever about making the decision for him.

"Sol, our chosen ones just arrived today. Would you like to come and see my bloodline fusion experiment?"

Have Sander's stepmother and brother arrived from their fiefdom?

Thor really wanted to see Royer's bloodline fusion experiment.

So he turned to the hunched-over servant and asked, "Is Sander in a hurry?"

Royer glanced at him sideways.

The attendant shook his head repeatedly, "No rush, no rush. His Majesty said you can go whenever you have time."

Seeing the fear on the servant's face, but not his anxiety, Saul knew that Sander was indeed not in a hurry.

So he didn't refuse Royer's suggestion, "Then I'll go see just how amazing bloodline fusion really is!"

Having won against an ordinary person, Royer was not particularly proud; he simply pulled Saul into another carriage.

Thor was taken out of the palace by Royer and settled in a manor outside.

The buildings in Yongye are generally spacious to the point of being empty. This place is no exception.

As he walked through the front yard, which was covered with fallen leaves, Saul saw a woman standing in the foyer, looking out.

The woman was over forty years old, but her appearance still showed signs of her former beauty.

She wore a small, simple gold crown on her head and a dark purple woolen long dress.

When she saw Saul and Royer approaching, she gracefully lifted her skirt in a curtsy.

Good afternoon, gentlemen.

"Vanessa, where's your son?" Royer didn't have the habit of bowing and went straight to the point.

"Harry has started his medicinal bath as you instructed." Vanessa's face lit up with a sweet smile, making it hard to imagine that she had once driven Sander and Midor, who were still children, to the brink of death in the Eternal Night and forced them to flee to the continent of Statt.

"Good girl." Royer continued walking inside, but pinched Vanessa as he passed by.

Vanessa immediately pursed her lips, but quickly relaxed again.

She then looked at Thor, who was walking behind Royer. Although she didn't know Thor, she could keenly observe that the two were treating each other as equals.

Vanessa, who was in front of him, was not the one to be fused with his bloodline. Thor only glanced at her before immediately following Royer into the house.

Royer moved skillfully through the manor, and Vanessa, seemingly alerted, did not follow him inside.

"Is Vanessa Sanders' stepmother?"

"yes."

"I just discovered her spiritual body is quite good; how come she didn't become a wizard?"

"Not everyone can endure the tedium and danger of becoming a wizard." Royer stopped in front of a door and reached out to turn the doorknob.

White steam immediately billowed out from the gatehouse, and the intense heat made one imagine the temperature inside.

When Saul went in, he saw a teenage boy standing in a pool with his face flushed.

The liquid in the pool was brown, and the water level reached the boy's chest.

A smell of rotting apples wafted into Thor's nostrils from the pool.

"Is this for cleaning out impurities?"

Thor observed the layout of the room.

Apart from the spacious pool, the rest of the room is no different from a typical living room.

Royer nodded. "Yes, what if we don't clean it thoroughly and contaminate the bloodline of the merman royal family?"

(End of this chapter)