The Death Demon, without any disagreent, allocated a safe zone for Saul within the Prismatic Ti.
When Saul arrived above the gray platform with his consciousness body wrapped in thread-like form, he suddenly transford back into human appearance.
Obviously, in this safe zone, he could move around more freely.
Saul moved about and discovered that the environnt here was very similar to the wizard world, even the concentration of magical particles was about the sa.
As if with a re gesture, a small world had been created.
In such an environnt, constructing a transmission formation for the information channel beca much easier.
Saul imdiately redeployed his ntal power and, following the already designed steps, used his fate lines to connect and create a second information transmission formation.
After the formation was completed, he activated his ntal power again.
This ti, he was even more careful and focused, to avoid damaging the fate lines again.
And this ti, it went surprisingly smoothly!
All formations and energy took shape in one go, and most importantly, the information exchange also returned feedback.
[What?]
The ntal fluctuation belonging to Floco was translated into clear words within the formation.
Saul smiled, "Floco, can you hear my voice clearly?"
What Saul transmitted naturally wasn't sound, but ntal power would be converted through the fate lines between the two to Floco's consciousness, and similarly be translated into common language.
[Saul?]
The information Floco transmitted carried undisguised surprise.
It seed that information directly transmitted through fate lines couldn't hide the original emotions of the transmitter.
[I can hear very clearly. This... is this the effect of that magic formation from last ti?]
Floco knew that his ability to escape from the deep sea was because he had made a deal with Saul.
After this deal, he and Saul had ford a community of interests. Even he himself could feel that his future seed to be bound with Saul's.
Although Saul couldn't interfere with his will and actions, if sothing went wrong on Saul's side, he would suffer severe backlash.
While that backlash couldn't take his life, it would still severely damage his vitality.
That's why Floco was willing to expend energy to possess the rmaid Kate and help Saul research rmaids.
"It's one of the functions of the Symphony of Fate. However, I just developed it and am still in the experintal stage."
At this mont, another ssage ca from a distant place.
[My god! What is this thing that got into my brain? Could it be that I've been cursed by soone? Or did soone plant so parasite in my brain without my knowledge? Damn it, do I need to dissect my brain to take a look?]
A familiar wave of paranoid delusion hit him head-on.
The upward curve of Saul's mouth grew even higher.
"Shaya, long ti no see."
[Saul? So it's you. Well, you scared . I thought I was being parasitized by soone again.]
Shaya, who had been ready to crack open his own skull, finally put down the small knife in his hand.
Probably having been completely tad by Saul, when facing Saul, he finally stopped being suspicious and paranoid.
[Is this a communication thod you created? It's really good!]
Just as Shaya was about to continue praising Saul, he didn't expect that the formation Saul had designed hadn't yet implented information filtering.
In other words, the information he transmitted to the formation would also be received by Floco.
And Floco had no intention of hiding his existence.
Floco: [Saul, who is this Shaya?]
Shaya: [Huh? There's soone else here? Could it be that you've been parasitized by soone else, Saul?]
Saul held his forehead, "No, I'm fine. This is a specially encrypted information transmission channel I established. This way, even if we three are separated by great distances, we can still communicate through this platform."
After explaining the information transmission, Saul introduced the two to each other.
"...The current situation is like this. There may be others joining this platform in the future. Hmm, let's call it the Prismatic Channel. If there are ergencies in the future, we can help each other. Everyone is now a community of interests to so degree, rember to help each other."
[Prismatic Channel? That sounds awful. Eh, did this sentence get transmitted too? Ah! This channel is quite sensitive! Haha, hahahaha...]
Ignoring Shaya's embarrassed laughter, Saul pursed his lips and temporarily added a small isolation chamber to the formation, making it so Shaya could only speak but not listen.
Then he started discussing serious matters with Floco first.
"Lord Floco, Nephret Continent is about to face a new round of black tide assault. According to reliable information, Evernight's defensive action against the black tide is very likely to encounter an accident this ti."
Floco imdiately made an association: [There's a problem with Evernight's rmaids?]
Saul was startled. Normally shouldn't one think there was a problem with Evernight's Red Sea Trees?
After all, Red Sea Trees were the main force against the black tide. rmaids were just there to clean up the battlefield.
But Floco wasn't more concerned about rmaids just because he was of the Azure Scale Clan.
He imdiately explained the reason for his guess.
Floco: [Actually, the condition of Evernight's rmaids is sowhat strange. The rmaid who inherited the most royal bloodline has been kept in captivity. The rmaid with the second highest bloodline concentration has developed a disease that prevents contact with the black tide. This disease not only cannot be cured but also infects other rmaids.]
Saul also had this suspicion and nodded, "Yes, I've noticed too. And a few days ago when I captured so atavistic rmaids for experints, I discovered that these atavistic rmaids' resistance to the black tide wasn't as strong as other rmaids. It's as if the more atavistic they are, the weaker they beco."
"But this isn't impossible either, since atavistic rmaids existed in an era when there was no black tide."
[Heh, but Saul, there's one thing you've forgotten. The deep sea has never been a safe place. The rmaid race that originated from the deep sea fought their way out of the most dangerous darkness.]
Floco's words imdiately enlightened Saul.
"That's right! rmaid royalty's physical constitution couldn't be inferior to other rmaids. In the law of the jungle in the deep sea, such rmaids couldn't possibly beco royalty."
"If that's the case, why would atavistic rmaids appear so weak?"
Floco: [Probably because... they have wizards pressing down on them.]
Saul thought of Pearl's deliberately damaged soul body, of Coral's careful probing when they first t.
And during his deep-sea observations of the rmaid community, that fleeting special ntal fluctuation.
Could it be that the accident occurring at this masquerade ball was caused by rmaids?
Not that Saul was arrogant, but based on his current understanding of rmaids, even if these creatures used all their cunning, they would find it very difficult to stir up any trouble before the Tribunal.
After all, they were absolutely suppressed in terms of strength.
"Unless they're not trying to rebel..."
"They just want to escape?"
"Taking advantage of the black tide's arrival to flee the Red Sea and break free from the Tribunal's control?"
"But with the Tribunal watching over them, even if they wanted to run, it wouldn't be that easy."
Floco: [Saul...]
"Yes?"
Floco: [If the rmaids want to escape, could you lend a hand?]
If the rmaids were all muddled and confused, then being controlled by the Tribunal was just being controlled - even if they escaped, they might not necessarily have any good ending.
But if the rmaid race had this intention themselves, Floco still hoped to see a more independent and free rmaid race.
Here it cos!
Saul's eyes lit up, but he said, "I'll definitely be watched closely by the Tribunal, so I can't help."
Before Floco could say anything, he continued, "However, Lord Floco, would you like to co over and join the excitent?"
(End of Chapter)
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