Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 883 Regaining Freedom

After Elo left, Flim returned to the Lost Corridor.

But instead of going to the Lost Corridor where Thor was, he descended from the hollow area of ​​the corridor, sinking deeper and deeper, seemingly arriving at the lowest level of the Lost Corridor.

Here, there are no square, right-angled corridors, only a small, square room.

In this room, there is a floating golden thread.

In this small room, Frim regained his human form and stood before the floating golden threads.

He raised his hand and pressed it against one end of the silk thread.

The suspended thread did not shift due to his movement; it remained fixed in place, as if unaffected by any force.

Flim's fingertips gently brushed along the golden threads.

Suddenly, names composed of golden dust appeared on the silk threads.

One by one, familiar and unfamiliar...

And just as Frim's fingertips were about to move to the other end, the last name appeared.

Gorsa's Radiance.

Then, Flim's fingertips slipped from the other end of the golden thread.

No new names appeared until he let go.

"Thor's name still hasn't appeared here."

"Then, considering that he still hasn't shown any signs of wanting to destroy the world, let's let him off the hook for now."

The next day, Thor recovered from his deep meditation and opened his eyes to find himself back in his temporary residence at the Eternal Night Palace.

Thor stood up and walked around to make sure he was back.

He sat up, looked down, and was surprised to find that his right arm had returned.

Moreover, it was the arm that Frim had taken for the experiment, and it wasn't regrown through healing magic.

"Is this to prevent me from complaining?" Thor sneered inwardly.

He left his arm unrestored precisely to show the members of the Tribunal how their Chief Justice repaid kindness with enmity.

It seems that even someone as arrogant and proud as Flim cares about public opinion!

Thor didn't want to stay any longer, so he quickly packed up the experimental items in the room and walked out with a cold face.

The door opened, and Leah and Sander's guards stood at the entrance.

"Lord Thor!" Lydia stepped forward happily.

The other servant naturally dared not compete with the wizard for a chance to speak.

"Lia, what happened that made him let me out?" Thor pretended not to know.

Leah seemed even more excited than Thor, who had just been released. "Lord Thor, news has come from the No Man's Lands that appears to be the eye of the storm. We need you to return and deal with it as soon as possible."

Then Lydia used a secret language to tell Thor, "But if the Eye of the Storm threatens to pass, Lord Freim may still allow you to return."

Leah phrased it rather euphemistically; what she really meant was "I'll bring you back."

Thor immediately understood what the other person meant, his expression unchanged. "I'll go see Sander and Midor and then I'll set off."

Saul descended the steps and said to the attendant standing beside him, "Take me to see your emperor."

A month later, when I saw Sander again, his demeanor had changed considerably.

At least compared to the original punching bag, he's more like an emperor now.

His palace was now filled with many guards and ladies-in-waiting, but it was clear from the fact that he still sent his former servants to find Saul that these new guards did not have his trust.

Although the area around me has become more lively, none of the people around me are my own, and it feels more like I'm being watched over.

Whether it's a false sense of excitement or a genuine sense of desolation, it's up to Sander to choose.

"Lord Thor." Upon seeing Thor, Sand immediately descended from his high throne, his white cloak sweeping across the golden carpeted steps.

Sander was flanked by beautiful maids.

With lowered eyes and a respectful demeanor, he looked around.

Thor said directly, "I'm going to see Midor; you're coming with me."

Although Sander's status and position have undergone tremendous changes in the past month, when facing Saul, he still seems to be the same unpretentious middle-aged man he always was.

"Very well." Sander waved for the maids on both sides to leave. "I was just about to tell you about Midor's recent situation."

Thor grabbed Sander's wrist, and the two of them vanished in an instant.

Those who were supposed to follow Thor and Sandra in the palace were stunned and panicked until a descendant of the court wizards received the news that Thor and Alexandra had appeared together beside Midor in the Red Sea, and the crowd quieted down.

They looked at each other in bewilderment.

I had never seen Thor use teleportation magic in the Eternal Night Palace before, but I didn't expect him to be so open about it now.

What exactly happened during the month he disappeared?

Only a few people knew that Thor was imprisoned. Even Sand believed that Thor had gone to participate in some secret experiment, which is why he had only received messages but not seen Thor for the past month.

However, when Sander turned around and found himself standing on the Red Sea with Thor, his heart skipped a beat.

"Why did Lord Thor use teleportation magic so directly, without any attempt to conceal it from the Inquisition?"

However, Sander had doubts in his heart, but said nothing on the surface.

He pointed to the black tree, which had become like a vast cloud curtain.

"Midor has grown this big now. But starting a couple of days ago, her expansion rate started to slow down. At this rate, there are still five defense zones where the pollution from the Red Sea Trees won't be absorbed."

Thor landed on the roots of Midor with Sand, from Sand.

Immediately, a black, supple branch grew from the tree, wrapping around Sander's waist, as if afraid he would fall into the Red Sea.

Saul nodded. The more Midor showed that she cared about Sander, the better. They would become a community of interest, which would benefit both of them.

Thor crouched down to sense Midor's growth, primarily through the magic circle and fate lines of the Symphony of Fate.

He quickly stood up. "The main reason Midor stopped growing horizontally is that her efficiency in absorbing pollution has reached its peak. Even if she connects to more Red Sea Trees, she won't be able to handle the internal pollution anymore."

Sander hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Do we need to create a second Midor?"

"Do you have a second sister?" Thor joked, bending down to touch the trunk of Midor's tree.

Suddenly, he realized that according to the upside-down tree's position, Midor should now be head down and feet up.

So what he's touching now isn't Midor's little bottom?

Thor silently stood up and said to Sander, "There's no rush. Midor still has room to grow. Her body has a special feature that allows her to grow by absorbing death energy, including death energy from pollution. So give her some time and energy, and she can expand herself to cover the entire coastline."

Sand felt reassured after hearing Thor's words. Although some of the Red Sea Tree pollution couldn't be cleaned up as before before Midor fully matured, the Tribunal would definitely find a way to solve this problem.

After all, even without Midor's appearance, the Tribunal would not have allowed the Red Sea Tree to wither, although the solution might have been much more brutal than it is now.

After looking after Midor and Sander, Thor saw Royer at the beach.

After a month of recuperation, the other person's physical and mental condition has improved significantly.

Royer stepped forward. "I'll take you home."

When Thor saw Royer, his smile vanished. "Aren't you busy?"

"Ahem." Royer coughed twice, feigning an attack. "I don't want to be this busy either."

He muttered a defense of his powerlessness.

(End of this chapter)