Diary of a Dead Wizard

To challenge fate, one must be psychologically prepared to be trampled underfoot by fate.

Saul flashed past Vanessa’s vengeful spirit without absorbing the failed woman’s soul, leaving her to stand at the gate for a long time, waiting for hope that would never appear.

Black Flame Empire’s embassy was in another direction from Evernight Palace, but Saul’s soul floating movement wasn’t much slower than flying.

Before long, he arrived outside the Black Flame embassy.

This embassy was usually cold and quiet, but now had many people coming and going.

Black Flame’s emperor personally visiting Evernight was enough to keep them busy.

Every day, messages transmitted from within Black Flame territory were decoded, analyzed, screened, prioritized, and finally delivered to Black Flame’s emperor.

Arriving outside the embassy, Saul saw a team of true wizards standing guard outside.

These people couldn’t possibly detect Saul, who was already third-rank.

Before the carriage fully stopped, someone inside rushed into the Black Flame embassy holding a stack of parchments.

Saul directly followed behind that person to sneak in, following them through checkpoint after checkpoint, then arriving at the largest and most magnificent building in the back.

This building also had quite a few people, but very few formal wizards.

Most work here didn’t involve magic, so many excellent ordinary people worked here too.

This time Saul didn’t continue following the person with the stack of parchments. Instead, he sensed once more—the mark Stuart had left on him was still tightly sealed by the diary without any fluctuations leaking out.

Then Saul glanced at the room distribution and directly floated upward, passing through the floor.

On the highest level of this building, Saul sensed mental power belonging to Stuart.

Besides him, there was no other third-rank wizard’s mental power.

But Saul remained very careful. Others were fine, but if Black Flame’s Emperor Elo suddenly returned, Saul’s soul concealment methods might not completely fool him.

Therefore, when approaching Stuart, Saul continuously sensed carefully whether there were other people’s mental fluctuations besides Stuart.

Fortunately, no accidents occurred—only Stuart was in the top-level room.

However, when Saul saw Stuart’s behavior, his eyes widened directly.

Stuart was actually sitting on Black Flame Emperor’s throne, and even his appearance had changed to look like Elo.

If the other’s mental power didn’t clearly show as Stuart’s, Saul would have thought he’d unluckily encountered the worst-case scenario.

Recovering from his surprise, Saul carefully hid in a room corner to continue observing Stuart.

“Why would he transform into Elo’s appearance? Could it be that people here don’t know Black Flame’s emperor is currently at the Tribunal rather than the embassy?”

Saul initially thought Stuart was trying to deceive others. But considering the other had easily told him this information without requesting secrecy, why would he go through the trouble of deceiving his own faction’s people?

“Maybe he’s not trying to hide that Wizard Elo isn’t currently at the embassy.”

Saul’s brain raced.

Stuart across from him had not only changed his appearance to Wizard Elo’s, but even mimicked his bearing and expressions very accurately.

If he also disguised his mental power, Saul definitely wouldn’t recognize him.

“He’s deliberately releasing his own mental power. This means nearby wizards capable of sensing mental power fluctuations would think Stuart is staying in the room. But he’s also mimicking Wizard Elo’s appearance and movements… Could his current actions not be about deceiving others, but practicing deceiving others?”

Saul felt he might have discovered part of the truth. But behind this partial truth remained a fog of mystery.

Why would Stuart disguise himself as Wizard Elo?

When and where would he formally disguise himself as Wizard Elo?

And when Stuart was disguising himself, where would the real Wizard Elo go?

Just as Saul couldn’t figure it out, the “Elo” who had been sitting properly suddenly leaned back, half-reclining on the emperor’s throne. His form twisted and changed back to Stuart’s appearance.

“My personality is completely different from His Majesty’s. Maintaining his aura is so difficult,” Stuart muttered.

After that, Stuart stopped muttering. He kept his small eyes narrowed with a serious expression, thinking about something unknown.

After quite a while, Saul heard Stuart’s second sigh.

“If I could return, I’d also want to take a look at the Abyssal Eye.”

Saul was even more puzzled.

“Why suddenly mention the Abyssal Eye? Could Wizard Elo be having Stuart disguise him to secretly go to the Abyssal Eye?”

As soon as this thought emerged, Saul rejected it.

“Impossible. Wizard Elo has a vast empire to maintain and his own blood relatives. If something happened to him at the Abyssal Eye, Evernight Empire, which had been peacefully coexisting, would definitely be the first to annex Black Flame.”

Saul chuckled inwardly. “If there’s still anyone in this world who dares go to the Abyssal Eye, it would probably only be my master, Gorsa.”

Halfway through this thought, the smile on Saul’s face suddenly disappeared.

“Wait, could it really be that Master Gorsa wants to go to the Abyssal Eye, and Wizard Elo wants to stop him?”

“Still doesn’t make sense. If he’s stopping him, why have Stuart disguise as him?”

“It must be that Wizard Elo is going to do something only fourth-rank wizards can do, but this matter can’t be known by outsiders.”

Saul still had no leads and even felt the puzzle before him had become more complex.

“Too bad Stuart is a third-rank wizard. Penny has no way to observe his past without alerting him.”

“Wait!”

Saul’s eyes lit up as he thought of a method!

“Though I can’t see the past, I can try looking at the future! Things that will happen in the future are naturally what they’re currently plotting!”

At this time, someone knocked on the door outside. Stuart immediately stopped thinking and walked to his own seat.

“Enter!”

The main door was pushed open. The person entering was the messenger Saul had followed earlier.

He no longer had so many parchments in his hands, but it looked like there were still many matters to handle.

“Lord Stuart, the empire has sent several urgent documents!”

“Bring them here,” Stuart said steadily.

What followed was one person reporting and another making decisions, with no further discussion of Elo topics.

Seeing this, Saul knew there would hardly be any useful information afterward, so he quietly withdrew.

Finding another person leaving the embassy, Saul followed behind him and successfully left the embassy.

With one teleportation, his soul immediately returned to his own body.

Herman, who had been in his body, was instantly squeezed out.

[Report, Master! No one appeared during this period!]

Herman reported the situation during this time from within the diary.

“Mm.” Responding with a sound, Saul sat up from the cold, hard experimental table.

Saul didn’t leave the estate. After confirming no one was around, he remained sitting on the cold experimental table and quietly took out his Dead Wizard’s Diary.

The diary rustled as it turned to a fresh white page.

This time Saul didn’t plan to check his own death crisis, but to observe other people’s deadly futures by manipulating the diary!

“Will Stuart encounter crises in the next three months?”

On the pristine white page, lines of neatly written text gradually appeared…

(End of Chapter)