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Chapter 114

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"What took you so long, Angor?"

Angor saw Sailum waving at him as soon as he stepped into the dining room.

"I didn't see you all day. I thought Hookdick went looking for you," Sailum said as he carefully cleaned the table. Sailum wiped the dining table carefully. "I even went to Lord Asbel for this. Guess what I saw?"

Lady Asbel … Angor paused for a moment before he realized that Asbel was Nausica.

"What's up?" Angor sat down with a piece of white toast in his mouth and asked casually.

"I saw Hookdick gathered a group of people to go after Lady Asbel, but Lady Asbel beat them up instead. Their faces were all swollen. I think they won't dare to go out for half a month. " Sailum spoke happily, but he did not forget to wipe the table over and over again. When he was sure there was no dust left, he put the thick book on the table.

"That guy's pretty good at healing. The wound on his neck is not completely healed yet, and he went after Nausica again yesterday. I don't know where he got his courage from," Angor chuckled.

"Yeah, I'm wondering too. Angor's bird left wounds all over his body. He's not even healed yet. Why did he go after Mister Asbel? " Sailum enjoyed the vegetable juice while eating the roasted meat. He didn't forget to talk at the same time.

"Who knows? Maybe he took the wrong medicine," Angor said carelessly.

Sailum nodded. "All talents know that Lady Asbel is the strongest talent in this year's batch, except for Balba. Maybe Hookdick took the wrong medicine to mess with her."

"He didn't take the wrong medicine. He just lost his mind." A lazy female voice came from behind Angor.

Nausica in a casual white outfit was walking to them with a plate in her hand.

"Lady Asbel!" Sailum's eyes lit up. He stood up and bowed to Nausica with great respect.

"Don't be so formal. Just call me Nausica." Nausica grumbled. "I'm Nausica."

"But … Lord Asbel is such a powerful figure. Even the queen is friends with Lord Asbel …" Sailum stuttered.

"Generally speaking, only those who have a request for me or those who just want to exchange pleasantries with me would address me with honorifics. As for friends, I hope you can call me by my name. "Nausica put down her plate and sat down beside Angor. "So, do you want me to call you Mr. Pustin?"

"No, no, no … Just call me Sailum."

"Still calling me 'Mister'?" Nausica lifted her bangs.

"Um … Miss Nausica."

Nausica pursed her lips and chuckled.

"Speaking of which, Angor never left his room during the day. Is he sleeping in?" Nausica ate her food gracefully. She also tried to make light of the topic.

Angor chuckled but did not answer.

It was just a casual conversation, so Nausica did not want to know too much about it. She changed Sailum's topic. "I was right when I said Hookdick had a screw loose. He had a great ego and was confident that he could become a wizard one day. So, he used his future achievements to talk to me. He wanted to form a team with me to fight against … Mister Angor. "

Nausica shrugged. "Of course. You already know what happened. I beat him up."

Sailum's face flashed with disdain. "I don't know where his confidence comes from."

"Maybe he met something else," Angor said.

"Maybe." Nausica suddenly remembered that she saw Hookdick talking to a gray-haired old man last night. She had never seen that old man before. Did that old man give Hookdick his confidence?

"Hey, Sailum. You're so focused on cleaning the table. I thought you'd open your book and read it." Angor noticed that Sailum did not even bother to read the book while eating. If that was the case, why did he clean the table so carefully? He might as well keep it in his pocket all the time.

Sailum was stunned. He stared at the book on the table with nostalgia in his eyes.

"This book … is very important to me," Sailum said and did not say anything else. Angor guessed that there must be a story behind it. Since Sailum did not want to talk about it, he did not plan to ask.

Angor drank the last of his juice and stood up.

"I'm done. I'll go back now. Enjoy. "

Nausica said, "Since you have nothing else to do, why don't you come to my room for a drink later?"

"According to the law of my hometown, you still have three years to go before you reach the legal age of drinking. So, sorry." Angor waved a hand and walked away. "I have something to do later. See you tomorrow at Brute Cavern!"

Angor left the dining hall. Sailum and Nausica looked at each other in confusion.

"We're arriving at Brute Cavern tomorrow?" Nausica asked.

"That's what he said. But I'm curious. How did he know?" Nausica said.

"Maybe he has other ways. After all, he's …" Nausica did not say much. Sailum understood what she was trying to say.

"Oh right, did you smell Angor's scent?" Nausica was sitting beside Angor. She sensed a faint aroma coming from him. When the aroma entered her nose, she felt refreshed. How strange.



Angor walked to Sunders' room. There were guards on the way, but they did not stop him. Perhaps Sunders had already told them about it.

Sunders was alone in his room. When Angor saw Sunders, the man was busy writing Singularity Dispersive Meditation, which Angor wrote down from memory yesterday.

"Have a seat," Sunders said. Sunders didn't even look up. He asked Angor to sit down and tossed a crystal tube to Angor. "You've gained a lot from your trip to the Nightmare Realm, and your spiritual power increased a little. Try it again, and you'll be surprised."

"Surprised …" Angor looked at the crystal tube in his hand. He was not surprised at all. He did not forget the pain he went through when he tested his spiritual power yesterday.

Angor sighed and restarted the spirit test.

After going through the pain again, Angor rested for a while and looked at the scale while panting.

"15 points." Two more points. Not bad.

Angor thought about the Potion of Austere Night he brought back from the Nightmare Realm. If he drank it, his spiritual power could reach 17 points. Then his guidance efficiency would be greatly improved!

The test was painful, but Angor was happy when he got the answer.

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