Pei’er stayed at the Purity Wizard Tower for one night and prepared to leave the next morning.

To resist Clark’s nightmare erosion, she had transformed into an Old Witch for a long time. Although during this period the fake Wind Sprite maintained the prestige of the cliff and control over subordinates, it was still different from when she was there herself.

Pei’er was very busy every day now, not only sorting out the complex internal forces but also continuing to restore her own strength.

So when she came to find Saul, she originally just wanted to tell him about the candidate matter and return, but still couldn’t resist and stayed another night.

When Pei’er was preparing to leave through the window again, Saul grabbed her ankle and pulled her back.

Pei’er’s face turned slightly red, but she didn’t resist.

However, after Saul called her back, he spoke about another matter.

“By the way, you have something that’s been kept with me all this time. Have you forgotten about it?”

Speaking, Saul took out the Baisec Magic Mirror that Pei’er had temporarily entrusted to his care from his storage device.

Looking at the magic mirror that should have been her most important treasure, she felt both amused and helpless inside.

This mirror contained a strand of her consciousness—a backup plan in case she was completely devoured by Clark and died.

But Clark had been dead for so long, yet she had never remembered to retrieve the mirror.

Pei’er shook her head with a smile and reached out to take the mirror back.

However, just as her fingers were about to touch the Baisec Magic Mirror, Pei’er suddenly felt a strong sense of unease rise in her heart.

This unease appeared without warning, but Pei’er took it very seriously.

Pei’er had sprite bloodline, and like many races with naturally strong mental power, sprites valued intuition greatly.

So when this strong unease arose, Pei’er immediately withdrew her hand.

“What’s wrong?” Seeing Pei’er’s reaction, Saul knew something must have happened and quickly asked.

“I… I suddenly remembered that now isn’t the time to take the magic mirror back. Please continue to help me keep it safe.”

Pei’er hadn’t yet figured out the source of her unease or what consequences it might mean. She was just casually answering Saul’s question.

Saul naturally saw that Pei’er was hiding something, but he didn’t press further. Instead, he readily returned Pei’er’s Baisec Magic Mirror to his storage device.

“Then I’ll keep it here for now. If you need it, you can come get it anytime.”

Pei’er nodded and flew away from the window absent-mindedly.

This time Saul didn’t hold her back.

Watching Pei’er’s figure gradually flying higher and farther away, Saul was also thinking about why she had suddenly changed expressions.

“She looked a bit panicked just now. Could she have discovered some dangerous matter that hasn’t been resolved yet?”

But since Ophelia had already intervened, Clark was definitely dead beyond any doubt, so the threat to Pei’er should have dissipated.

Then what else could make Pei’er show such uneasy eyes?

“If it’s not nightmares… could it be Black Tide pollution?”

Since the Storm Eye at Old Days Manor was identified as fake, Pei’er and Herbert had once again sent people out to search for Storm Eyes.

But there had been no news for half a month.

Everyone began to suspect whether the Storm Eye information might be false news created by the mysterious person who killed Clark, just to lure Clark.

Or other third-rank wizards.

However, Saul’s prophetic dream was there, plus Gorsa’s urging for him to become third-rank quickly, so Saul felt the Storm Eye threat hadn’t disappeared.

It was just temporarily lying dormant, waiting for the final opportunity to erupt.

“Perhaps, master wants me to advance to third-rank within a year to also deal with the real Storm Eye that’s about to come.”

Saul stood dazedly by the window, not moving for a long time.

He thought again of his prophetic dream.

In the dream, the giant bird chasing toward the starry sky very likely represented the Wind Sprite.

He just wasn’t clear whether it was the fake Wind Sprite or the real one.

At this time, Pei’er, whom Saul was worried about, had already left the vicinity of Rhine Lake.

But she also wasn’t flying toward the cliff.

Her flight path was somewhat strange, initially zigzagging in a way that made it impossible to guess where she was going.

Later, however, she flew higher and higher until she passed through the cloud layer and appeared in a windless domain, only then coming back to her senses.

Looking at the boundless blue around her and the rolling sea of clouds beneath her feet, Pei’er was stunned for a second, “How did I get to such a high place?”

Wind Sprite Pei’er specialized in wind attribute magic and was particularly good at flying, also enjoying the feeling of soaring in the sky.

But she had never flown this high before.

Above the clouds, what she felt was no longer the freedom of flight, but instead a sense of confinement from having nowhere to escape in such vast surroundings.

Without time to think more, she quickly dove down through the cloud layer. When continuous mountain ranges appeared before her eyes, she finally had the real feeling of coming back to life.

“Thump thump thump thump…”

Her heart was beating fast. Pei’er pressed her chest, trying to calm down.

But before she had flown much farther, strange sounds reached her ears again.

“Rustle… rustle… rustle…”

At first Pei’er thought it was wind sounds, but even when she flew close to the cliff where the surroundings no longer had strong winds due to the mountains’ blocking, the “rustling” sound scraping against her ears continued.

Pei’er had no choice but to use magical power to seal her hearing, finally making the sound disappear.

Taking advantage of not being able to hear, Pei’er examined her body once more.

Ever since Saul had thoroughly cleansed the pollution from her body last time, her interior had become very clean—so clean that even after several months, she still hadn’t contracted the distinctive pollution of the Borderland.

This sometimes made her wonder if she had already left the Borderland.

After a while, Pei’er finished checking her physical condition and dispersed her magical power. Strangely yet relievingly, the vague “rustling” had also disappeared.

However, Pei’er understood that this rustling sound might not have completely disappeared.

In this place, one could never truly let down their guard.

After Pei’er left, Saul stood by the window watching her figure disappear at the horizon’s edge before turning around.

Pei’er had suddenly become somewhat tense just now. Although she didn’t say anything on the surface, Saul could feel her unease.

So Saul had naturally taken back the Baisec Magic Mirror.

Holding the magic mirror, Saul went to find Senior Byron.

“…You said you once dreamed of the future, and part of it has already become reality?” Byron heard about Saul’s prophetic dream and didn’t doubt its authenticity, but seriously began analyzing the information within.

“I believe the future isn’t fixed. What you saw was very likely just one of multiple possible futures. This future, without human intervention, was very likely to become reality. But since you’ve already seen the future, then the future can potentially be changed.”

Having read many stories, Saul wasn’t as relaxed as Byron, “I’m just worried that sometimes we might do many things to avoid that future, but the result of doing too many things to avoid the future is the real reason behind that future.”

(End of Chapter)