Saul was invited aboard a small airship by the Sky City witch.

This small airship was obviously much more technologically advanced than large airships.

Large airships still relied on balloons for takeoff, with magic mainly serving to guide direction, control speed, and maintain safety.

But the small airship Saul was now riding was completely powered by magical energy for takeoff.

Sky City could make a huge island float for long periods—let alone a tiny pocket airship.

"Locals call it a flying carriage." The female wizard had just finished her self-introduction. Her name was Ona, Ophelia's attendant official responsible for internal affairs of Sky City.

In Saul's view, she was like Steward Hope.

"Ahead is Sky City's most beautiful scenery—Flower Sea Street." Ona didn't seem in a hurry to bring Saul before Ophelia, but instead acted like a tour guide, introducing Sky City's layout and scenery to Saul.

Saul looked out through the flying carriage window and saw the sea of flowers he had previously observed from the airship.

When the wind blew, pink and white petals would spiral and hit the car window, then quickly be blown away by the next breeze.

"This is the most numerous plant in the city—whisper flowers. Actually, we mainly cultivate them to reinforce the soil and preserve moisture." Ona really did introduce them like a proper guide. "By the way, from here on, you basically won't see ordinary people. The minimum requirement for working here is second-level apprentice."

As if to match the dreamlike beauty of the whisper flowers, the buildings here were also very exquisite.

The streets were mostly filled with two or three-story small buildings. Almost every building had magical formations inscribed on their rooftops and walls.

There weren't many pedestrians on the streets, and those present walked hurriedly. Many people had flower petals stuck to them.

Seemingly due to haste, no one bothered brushing off the petals on their bodies. These passersby also seemed to blend with the surrounding sea of flowers.

To the left front of the flying carriage, a window on the second floor happened to be pushed open.

A blond-haired, pale-faced youth leaned out, seemingly admiring the beautiful scenery outside.

Then Saul saw him push out a... corpse from inside the window.

The corpse's head and limbs were already incomplete, seemingly gnawed by some creature.

As it fell from the second-floor window, large amounts of blood splattered on the pink and white walls.

"Bang!"

The corpse fell onto the street soil covered with flower petals, splashing up countless broken petals.

When the petals fell again, they buried the corpse.

Not long after.

In the instant the flying carriage sped past, that corpse suddenly disappeared.

Only the bloodstains on the wall could prove that everything just witnessed wasn't an illusion.

Ona sat beside Saul and also saw the body-dumping scene, but her expression and demeanor showed no change whatsoever. As if what the blond youth had thrown out wasn't a corpse, but a handful of wildflowers.

"Alright." Saul chuckled inwardly. "This place is indeed still the wizard world, not a paradise."

The flying carriage continued forward. The sea of flowers gradually disappeared, and the exquisite scenic buildings became proper rows of high-rises and small squares with different functions.

"This is the Academy of Knowledge, and over there is the Academy of Practice."

The Academy of Knowledge had no scenery—most people stayed inside buildings. Occasionally someone would read in the square, looking very studious and hardworking.

But when the flying carriage passed the Academy of Practice, Saul discovered the small squares here were much livelier.

Wizards in one small square seemed to be conducting some experiment. The experiment happened to fail, and a wizard apprentice assisting nearby had his upper body blown to pieces.

Large amounts of blood mixed with flesh sprayed out.

The wizard who was unharmed looked at his notes for review, only caring about why the experiment had failed.

In less than a few minutes, Saul had witnessed two fatal accidents.

But whether at the accident sites or in this flying carriage, no one made a big fuss.

Only the pink flower petals seemed disturbed, spinning in the wind.

Saul opened the car window and reached out to catch a petal. "These whisper flower petals aren't dyed with human blood, are they?"

Ona covered her mouth in surprise, her words carrying some playfulness. "Don't joke, human blood stinks terribly."

The flying carriage passed through the Academy of Practice and Academy of Knowledge, crossed densely packed residential areas and a ring of flower seas, finally arriving at Sky City's tallest building—a light blue castle that could blend with the sky.

Ona smiled with pride in her eyes. "That's the White Glass Palace where the City Lord resides."

The flying carriage slowly landed on an open-air platform.

Three people stood at the platform's edge—two men and one woman—discussing something intently and heatedly, seemingly completely unaware of the carriage's landing.

The two men wore ordinary black wizard robes, while the woman wore a sea-blue gown with half her long hair pinned up and the rest draped over her shoulders and chest. Even her skin was glowing.

Standing there, she was both prominent and dazzling.

After the flying carriage stopped, Ona jumped out first.

Saul saw her walk directly over and curtsy to the woman in the blue gown.

"City Lord, I've brought Lord Saul here."

That woman was actually Ophelia?

She wasn't waiting for me here, was she?

Saul barely sensed any magical fluctuations from her. Except for her outstanding appearance, she seemed like an ordinary person everywhere else.

Hearing Ona's words, Ophelia stopped discussing and turned to look over, nodding slightly at Saul, then said to Ona, "Please have Lord Saul meet me in the main hall."

Ona curtsied again, then returned without having Saul go forward to greet Ophelia.

Saul was somewhat puzzled, then heard Ona say, "Please follow me to the main hall to meet the City Lord."

After speaking, Ona walked ahead.

Saul followed, took two steps, then looked back at Ophelia who was still standing at the platform edge talking with the two male wizards.

"Maybe she'll go to the main hall after finishing her conversation?" Saul turned back to continue following Ona. "Looks like I'll have to wait a while. Maybe I can let Pei'er and Nerela out—since Ophelia can sense me coming to the island, she should also be able to discover her sister."

But Saul had barely walked ten meters when he encountered Ophelia again!

At this moment, this Ophelia in the blue gown was walking and discussing something with another wizard—different from the previous two male wizards—holding several snow-white manuscript pages.

Her expression was peaceful yet focused.

When Ona was less than three meters from Ophelia, she curtsied again.

"City Lord."

This time Ophelia didn't even nod at her, walking past Ona and Saul as if she had seen nothing.

Saul's gaze followed Ophelia as she brushed past him, gradually turning his head until he saw her also walk to the platform area.

At this moment, two identical Ophelias stood left and right on the platform!

Yet neither Ona nor the wizards conversing with the two Ophelias showed any doubt about this.

"Is this clone magic?" Saul couldn't help asking Ona beside him.

"Yes, Lord Saul." Ona smiled and nodded. "The City Lord always says time is limited but knowledge is infinite. If possible, she hopes to transform into thousands to pursue more knowledge."

Saul couldn't help but sigh. "Creating clones isn't difficult, and splitting souls is just a bit painful, but splitting souls while also dividing out partially independent consciousness that can think... Lady Ophelia is truly amazing!"

He suddenly thought of Pei'er in the diary.

Actually, she was also consciousness actively split off by the wind sprite Pei'er.

These two sisters both liked self-division!

(End of Chapter)