Super Righteous Player
Chapter 841 - 379 "Mr. Kai

Chapter 841: Chapter 379 "Mr. Kai

Perhaps, it was the connection between tragedy writer, Wolf Professor, and the decaying husband that inspired Salvatore—because according to the intelligence that Salvatore had received from the side of the Dragon Well Tea, the so-called "Wolf Professor" seemed to be just another identity of the "Gray Professor" Tricino Seti, who was also the Pope of the god of murder and conspiracy.

The Gray Professor, who was proficient in idol magic, had separated a part of himself and made it parasitic in the corpse of his student. He didn’t just take over the existence of the other person, but also by changing half of his name, directly negated the possibility of the other person’s resurrection.

For this reason, the "Wolf Professor," as a young wizard under the age of fifty, possessed such formidable power—because the person inside this shell wasn’t truly him.

And if this capability wasn’t seen as the unique skill of the "Professor Series" of gentlemen.

Then, it could explain an issue that had puzzled Salvatore for a long time.

Salvatore had not walked far from the Iris Bank.

After less than half a street’s distance, he suddenly had a strange premonition.

He hesitated for a moment but still followed that premonition.

Upon seeing the store that gave him this "strange premonition," Salvatore realized it was not an illusion.

——Pure White Mask Shop.

That was the name of this store.

As the name implied, this was a shop that sold only white masks, seeming to exist as a craft store. After all, there indeed were people who would want to buy a pure, colorless "mask" to color it themselves.

Apart from the demands for rituals, there was also a need for gifts. Hence, the clientele here were not few.

"——Lord Salvatore."

A masked girl behind the counter appeared before Salvatore, who looked hesitant.

She gestured to Salvatore, "Please, follow me."

Salvatore, slightly on guard, still followed her.

White masks of various styles hung against the deep red, thick fabric. Salvatore faintly realized that this might also be a requirement of some ritual... but he wasn’t well-versed in rituals.

If Annan were here, he might have guessed it.

That’s what Salvatore thought to himself.

But he couldn’t just summon Annan.

After all, their identities were not the same as before—before, he could wander around with Annan at will, or they could each hold a drink, chat, and stroll aimlessly from one end of the street to the other.

But now, Annan required at least a bodyguard when going out... even if not a bodyguard, he had to bring his sister along.

But Maria’s aura was too cold.

Although Salvatore could get close to many people, and didn’t feel Maria was difficult to approach... when it came to being with Annan, Maria felt somewhat in the way.

——Not just another gender, but a beautiful one at that.

Not just a beautiful member of the opposite sex, but indeed an elder to him and Annan—and also Annan’s kin.

With Maria present, Salvatore dared not say many things, many jokes.

It was like having a close buddy to mess around with—yet if their parent were there, one would become restrained, polite.

Salvatore had never met Annan’s parents... and perhaps would never meet them now.

And it was said that Prince Dmitry showed no dignity in front of Princess Maria... so Maria was like Annan’s mother.

——Not to mention joking, he didn’t even dare to speak loudly.

However, at this moment, he really missed Annan...

Salvatore thought to himself.

And at this time, the person in Salvatore’s thoughts finally appeared before him.

It was a man in a white robe, wearing a pure white mask.

His figure was tall and slender, unguessable in age, with good skin and also long black hair. His long robe was quite androgynous. Yet, one could tell "this was a young man" at a glance... even before he spoke, strangely forming such an intuition.

The mask was crudely painted with a red pen, sketching out a somewhat spine-chilling smile.

It was after "Denton" had passed away that Salvatore first encountered this man.

Said to be a private friend of His Majesty the King in his younger years, he was a specialized "Sculptor Master" from the Idol School, "Mr. Kai."

Though specialized in the Idol School,

it was said that he effortlessly restored the destroyed building to its original state in front of Annan, and even controlled the "Mist State" curse dissipating in the air, compressing it back into Denton’s body.

Annan might not have realized something was amiss.

But Salvatore sensed the incongruity right away.

—Because the Idol School did not possess such a spell.

Spells capable of restoring buildings to their original state existed in the Decree School, the School of Prophets, and there was even a plethora in the Transfiguration School.

But indeed, the Idol School lacked such spells.

And the Mist itself is a solidified curse.

Just like how low-level spells struggle to affect high-level Transcendents... If the Mist could be easily altered by a spell, it wouldn’t pose as an insurmountable barrier that only the gods could clear for all Transcendents.

Spells weren’t incapable.

But that would require the highest-tier transfiguration spell—yet according to Annan’s account, the other party didn’t even release the curse carrier before effortlessly executing the spell.

Coincidentally,

as the inheritor of Heath Tower of Black, the "educational institution" for transforming wizards, Salvatore just happened to know that the "Sculptor Master," a Gold-tier profession, is an advanced form of the Idol Wizard that necessarily stands in opposition to all schools except the Transformation School.

While the profession isn’t specialized in combat prowess,

its power justifies such a restriction—

The so-called "Sculptor Master" can swap the existences of two people directly by changing names.

Like an example from the Idol School—theoretically, a king and a beggar, sharing the same name, similar appearance, and within three generations of blood relation, could have their destinies forcefully swapped by a ritual.

The power of a Sculptor Master is even greater.

Ordinary Ritualists induce the deflection of malicious rituals and spells by creating "substitutes."

But a Sculptor Master can directly swap the "target" of rituals and spells in the underlying rules to another person.

This seemingly ordinary profession is actually one only the big players could handle.

...In this era, there shouldn’t be any Sculptor Masters left. It’s an even rarer profession than an Alchemist.

Because there’s another requirement for the Sculptor Master profession—it demands possession of at least one-third Demihuman bloodline.

But...

How did "Mr. Kai" resemble a Demihuman?

However, if regarded as a "puppet" like "Professor Wolf," it could then be explained.

But that raised another question.

Why did Mr. Kai completely ignore the Dream Stealer Denton?

During his years in the Royal Palace...

How many fates had he quietly altered?

"Mr. Kai" turned his head back.

"Long time no see, Lord Salvatore."

"Mr. Kai" spoke with a gentle and magnetic voice, "I knew you would come looking for me.

"It’s not a bad thing."