Diary of a Dead Wizard

“There’s a saying that goes: when you’re poor, you have no friends. In the wizard world, it could probably be translated as: when you’re weak, you have no friends.”

Saul roughly translated words from his previous life, and the consciousness bodies beside him nodded in agreement.

On the third day after the Storm Eye at Old Days Manor was sealed, news came from the Stargate Council that he had been recognized as a third-rank candidate.

Next, the Stargate Council and the third-rank forces of the Borderland would support him in becoming third-rank as quickly as possible.

Over the following days, both the Stargate Council and Herbert sent many magical resources. Herbert even came personally once to explain the precautions for third-rank wizards opening doors.

Saul combined his experience of having doors opened by star eyes and re-contemplated the key points of opening doors, gaining new understanding.

Soon he was confident in attempting to open doors with his own power.

After visits from the Stargate Council and Herbert, various wizards and nearby settlements came to visit Saul one after another.

Especially many of Clark’s former subordinates came to pay respects, hoping to join under Saul’s command after he entered third-rank.

Living in the Borderland, if they could depend on a powerful wizard, their safety would be somewhat guaranteed, and people from other forces wouldn’t dare bully them easily.

Saul originally wasn’t very interested in expanding his influence, but both Steward Hope and Morden in the diary advised him that after entering third-rank, research experiments might become more complex and require more materials.

Although Saul was capable, he couldn’t possibly spend all his energy on such daily chores.

Actually, Saul should have recruited personnel to handle miscellaneous tasks when he was second-rank.

It was just that Saul’s abilities were somewhat special, and many things didn’t rely much on the outside world, which was why he could continue research with just the small amount of supplies Jiajia Gu provided.

But at the third-rank preparation stage, Saul’s energy and manpower were clearly insufficient.

So after carefully evaluating the visitors, Saul also began initially absorbing some people to work for him.

Among these people, the first batch he absorbed were Jiajia Gu and several others who had been truly grateful to him after he treated them.

Oh, and there was also the head-swapping knight Brando.

Although he hadn’t come personally, he had promptly had Jiajia Gu convey his determination to serve Saul.

The common characteristic of these people was that they all had star eyes parasitizing on them.

When meeting with them, Saul also discovered he could vaguely influence their fate lines.

Obviously the star eyes had strengthened their mutual connections, otherwise ordinary doctor-patient relationships couldn’t reach sufficient favorability.

Besides these people, Saul also reached agreements with nearby forces. These forces, like feudal nobles, would regularly pay tribute of certain magical resources to Saul, while Saul agreed to let them continue operating and surviving in this area.

Most matters were handled by Steward Hope, referencing the territorial governance policies of former Tower Master Gorsa.

Under these circumstances, although Saul’s control over dependent territories wasn’t that strong, it also prevented him from being entangled in worldly trivial matters that would delay more important studies.

However, during the initial establishment of his influence, Saul still unavoidably had many social obligations. Even several consciousness bodies had to occasionally come out to meet guests and new representatives of forces seeking to join while researching enhanced Soul Armaments.

It wasn’t until half a month later that the Purity Wizard Tower standing on Rhine Lake finally quieted down completely.

The cost was that outside the mushroom forest around Rhine Lake, a small settlement had appeared. Jiajia Gu and others had all built their temporary residences there.

What slightly disappointed Saul but seemed natural was that except for his previous patients, none of the people who joined him were infected by star eyes.

He naturally understood these people’s motivations—they just wanted a new protective umbrella. Who cared who was holding the umbrella?

Before the summer sun completely illuminated the ice layer of Rhine Lake, Saul went to the Chaos Realm again.

This trip to the Chaos Realm was not only to regularly check Noah’s learning progress, but also to tell him that he probably wouldn’t be able to come over for three to six months.

If all went well, during this time he should complete magic power accumulation and advance to third-rank wizard.

After advancing, he would also need to retreat for a period to adapt.

After all, the interval between his second-rank and third-rank was too short.

The Chaos Realm seemed to have no seasons. No matter when Saul went there, it was always a gray sky and endless black desert.

Saul descended onto an inconspicuous sand dune in the Chaos Realm’s black desert, with the neighboring dune being Noah’s temporary residence.

After several months, this residence had expanded somewhat.

Moreover, for some reason, it had changed from the original wasteland style to a current simple yet solemn temple style.

Saul landed at the “temple’s” front door and looked up to observe this narrow gate that was about ten meters high but only two meters wide.

The gate seemed to be made from the construction materials Saul had given Noah, and was even carved with some basic magical runes.

These runes didn’t form any magical language or magical formation, seeming to be just randomly arranged like patterns on the gate.

Just as he was about to push the door, Saul sensed movement nearby, so he turned to look and saw a small shaved head emerging from a hidden burrow.

Scorpion didn’t see Saul; he was just coming out to work according to his normal routine.

Since being rescued by Saul, he had been kept here by Noah and not allowed to return to his tribe.

Noah told him he had been saved by a divine being, and if he chose to stay, he would have to follow his guidance and serve the god wholeheartedly.

Although Scorpion felt that Saul was different from the gods in their tribal myths who could cause terrifying earthquakes with a movement and storms with a breath.

But Noah didn’t explain anything, just smiled and let Scorpion choose.

Scorpion didn’t hesitate and agreed on the spot.

After all, for someone who had to struggle just to barely survive on the outer edges of the black desert, Saul’s descent that night was shocking enough.

“Maybe he’s a god who isn’t that powerful? So he allows insignificant people like me to serve him?”

Scorpion still had some intelligence. Otherwise, when he encountered Noah during the crisis, he wouldn’t have grabbed onto him and not let go until both were rescued by Saul.

Saul watched as Scorpion emerged from the burrow, ran near Noah’s residence, and came to a stone cut into a square shape to begin carving.

What Scorpion was carving was exactly a basic magical rune.

Saul stood silently behind Scorpion watching, gradually becoming somewhat surprised.

Although the rune on the stone had no magic power, it wasn’t something an ordinary person could easily depict, let alone carve into stone.

But with his three hands working together, Scorpion could actually complete carving one rune in half an hour.

Saul suddenly extended his hand, hovering it over Scorpion’s head from a distance.

Scorpion, who was working, suddenly froze in his brain, his entire body becoming motionless.

After a few breaths, Saul withdrew his hand and said in the local language, “Your mental power talent is quite good. You have the makings of an apprentice.”

Only then did Scorpion discover Saul’s presence. He looked up at Saul once, then was immediately frightened into prostrating on the ground with his left cheek down and right cheek up, performing the most respectful grand ceremony of their tribe.

“Incarnation of good and evil, final destination of all life, great Death Judge! Your servant pays you the highest respect and is willing to give you my all!”

Saul: “…”

What nonsense was this?

(End of Chapter)