Saul was truly shocked by what Camus said.

The substances and soil inside the beast he had brought back from a small world with no magical power and no active elemental particles were actually related to pollution sources.

If these things were truly dormant pollution sources, wouldn’t that mean the interior of that small world was filled with the same terrifying pollution sources as the Borderland?

“Fortunately, there was no magical power there, otherwise wouldn’t it be a world full of pollution and mutation?” Thinking of this, Saul’s heartbeat suddenly accelerated again. “Wait, could that place have been destroyed by this kind of pollution?”

Saul immediately took out the tentacles he had isolated and preserved after absorbing pollution from several wizards.

Each tentacle was semi-transparent gray, with only what looked like a water droplet-shaped black object inside.

Saul knew these black objects were pollution sources like the black tide that had once invaded his consciousness space, but aside from using them to trap people, he didn’t have any particularly good ways to handle them.

He could only preserve the unused portions for now.

And studying pollution was very dangerous. Saul’s plan was to wait until he advanced to second rank, prepare proper protection, then begin in-depth research.

He hadn’t expected to discover another form of this black tide pollution source in a desolate small world today.

“Camus, do you know what this water droplet-like pollution actually is? Why do all the problematic wizards I’ve encountered in the Borderland have this kind of pollution?”

Camus lowered her gaze but didn’t answer Saul’s question.

The old witch said quietly from the side, “You shouldn’t pursue the root of this matter. First, knowing it wouldn’t help you anyway. Second, this matter itself isn’t meant for wizards below third rank to know.”

Saul turned around. “Then how do you know about it?”

The old witch raised her hand to dig at her ear. “Of course I overheard it.”

The severed finger behind her head moved slightly, as if saying everything was related to it.

Thinking of how the old witch had once been pursued by two third-rank wizards, it was probably not just because she stole some things, but also because she knew something she shouldn’t know.

However, while this black tide pollution was very dangerous for other wizards, for Saul it was at most a matter of sleeping for three more days.

Thinking of this, Saul’s original intention to keep the beast also changed.

After Agu finished testing the beast’s body tissues, he had everyone reassemble the dismembered beast—planning to find time to throw the beast back into the small world.

It was better not to keep this kind of beast with pollution sources throughout its body in the Borderland.

Who knew if the high concentration of elemental particles here might awaken the dormant black tide?

Afterward, when alone, Saul checked the gold coins inside the Chaos Realm Compass and found the coin surfaces had dimmed slightly.

“As expected, even with crying-laughing face gold coins that can charge the compass, it’s not worry-free. These coins should have usage limitations. I just don’t know where else I could get this kind of gold coin with spatial properties.”

“Or is there some way to charge them?”

Although Saul still had some questions about the Chaos Realm and the compass that remained unsolved, he had at least prepared a hiding place.

With defensive measures in place, he could now confidently and boldly prepare for advancement.

Just as Saul began test-running the magic reservoir using Brando’s hastily abandoned headless corpse, the Tribunal also dispatched large numbers of personnel to intercept at several entrances to the Borderland, checking every person attempting to enter.

Although they had received orders saying the thief who stole important treasures from the Evernight Empire would try to enter the Borderland, they couldn’t directly blockade the place.

Because the Borderland was almost one of the most resource-rich regions on the entire Stat Continent.

Even many third-rank wizards, and even fourth-rank wizards, had needs for the magical materials inside.

Where there’s demand, there’s purchasing. Where there’s purchasing, there’s transportation.

Even though the Tribunal was the most powerful organization on Nephret Continent, possessing numerous third-rank wizards and two fourth-rank wizards, they couldn’t directly seal the passages.

Especially when they themselves didn’t know how long the seal would need to last.

Fortunately, while there were people entering the Borderland, the numbers weren’t large. After the Tribunal arranged several second-rank wizards and one third-rank wizard at each entrance, they could basically screen everyone.

On this day, three wizards arrived at the Hanging Valley exit almost one after another.

Two of them rode spider-carriages, while one rode a Flying Roar—a magical creature resembling a tiger but without stripes and with two pairs of fleshy wings.

The two wizards in spider-carriages—one first-rank, one second-rank—immediately showed wariness upon seeing the Tribunal people.

When they heard the demand to remove all disguises, their expressions changed directly.

But seeing the third-rank wizard standing with hands behind his back on the nearby cliff, they still obediently removed their hoods.

The first-rank wizard directly transformed from a young, handsome youth into an old man with graying hair.

Though the Tribunal wizards secretly laughed, after checking that their strength wasn’t third-rank, they didn’t care why they were disguised and let them pass directly.

At this time, the third wizard, completely hidden under a cloak, rode the Flying Roar to the entrance.

“The Evernight Empire is pursuing fugitives. Everyone entering the Borderland must be inspected.” The first to speak was a seemingly young witch with a kind face. “Please remove all disguises on your person.”

The person under the hood moved but didn’t remove the hood. Instead, the magical beast he rode made uneasy rumbling sounds.

Runes for concealing fluctuations were inscribed on the hood, preventing others from directly seeing this person’s appearance and strength.

The young wizard frowned slightly and repeated her words.

But the newcomer still didn’t remove the hood.

Several second-rank wizards behind immediately exchanged glances, all standing shoulder to shoulder with the young wizard, guarding against the possibility that the other party had problematic identity and might suddenly attack.

At this time, the person hidden in the hood looked up at the wizard standing on the cliff and finally extended a hand toward the hat on his head.

Although he had made moves to remove his disguise, the Tribunal wizards still didn’t relax their vigilance.

They knew this was often when enemies would suddenly launch attacks.

But this time was different. The wizard riding the Flying Roar truly gradually pulled down the hood that had concealed his features completely, revealing a face…

Beautiful enough to leave several second-rank wizards stunned and dazed.

Their gazes fell on the other party’s brows, eyes, nose, and mouth, feeling that every feature was perfectly beautiful. When the face shape and features combined, it made people feel breathtakingly beautiful.

The wizards ahead, regardless of gender, all blushed one by one.

“Stand back!” Suddenly, the third-rank wizard on the cliff commanded, also gradually awakening the several second-rank wizards.

Coming to their senses and looking at the newcomer again, he was still strikingly beautiful, but not to the point of making them lose focus or blush and have racing hearts.

Several second-rank wizards with rich combat experience immediately applied anti-confusion spells.

But facing this person, it seemed to have no effect.

And this stunningly beautiful newcomer looked up at the third-rank on the cliff and spoke: “May I pass now?”

The third-rank wizard also couldn’t help studying his face but still nodded seriously. “You may.”

The newcomer nodded, lowered his head to put the hood back on, and drove the Flying Roar straight through the group of second-ranks.

Only when he put the hood back on did the several second-ranks completely regain their reason.

They recalled their experience of being confused with lingering fear, yet couldn’t figure out when the other party had simultaneously cast spells on them.

“Don’t think about it. He didn’t cast magic.”

At this time, the third-rank wizard’s voice reached their ears.

“That was his instinct. Or rather, because his clan disappeared, it’s the instinct of all the clan’s characteristics transferring to him.”

“Clan disappeared?” One wizard suddenly reacted.

When that abnormally beautiful person looked up earlier, he seemed to have revealed a pair of pointed ears.

(End of Chapter)

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