After leaving Sunders' room, Angor headed downstairs. He stopped at a fork in the road. On the left was a staircase leading to the deck of The Savage, while on the right was a passage leading to the inner cabin.
A moment later, Angor reached the deck. There was no one on the deck. Angor stretched himself and walked to the railing.
The cold night wind blew, blowing his robe up like a leaking balloon.
After sleeping for a day and a night, Angor was full of energy. However, his mind was a little tired, so he came to the deck to enjoy the breeze and relax his tense mind.
His days in the Nightmare Realm seemed to be smooth and easy, but only he knew how tense he was. When he was in the underground labyrinth, although he was flying very fast, in fact, every time he passed a corner, his heart would sink a little bit more, fearing that the next corner would be a monster that would take his life. He used his strong mind to suppress this mental pressure in the Nightmare Realm. Now that he was back in the real world, the pressure he forced down rebounded like a spring when he relaxed.
The rebound of the mental pressure made him lazy even though he was still in good spirits. In this state, no matter what he did, he would not be able to do his best. Even though he wanted to go back to his room and practice channeling so that he could enter the supernatural world as soon as possible, he restrained himself.
Under the starry sky, an airship was traveling among the clouds.
Angor was leaning against the railing on the deck. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the quiet moment in the cold wind.
Suddenly, he felt someone pushing him from behind. He was surprised. Why was there someone in the sky?
Angor quickly stood up and turned around.
He was surprised when he saw a pair of bare feet. It was Flora, and it wasn't someone who pushed him on the back. She was the one who stepped on his back.
Flora floated in the air and looked at him with a big smile.
"Learning to be serious at such a young age. I wonder what you're thinking." Flora narrowed her eyes. "Angor, you're not thinking about love, are you? I remember you were close to that Nausica girl. You two … Heehee."
His mind was still sleepy, so when Flora showed up, he didn't bother to stand up and greet her. He only greeted her casually. However, when Flora began to tease him again, he lazily replied, "The road ahead is still a blur. Who has time to think about such things? Lady Flora, please don't tease me. "
Angor was not interested in love at all. He even felt a little repulsed by it.
"Fine." Flora stopped teasing him. "I'm just here to give you something."
Angor glanced at Flora, who took out a white round object and tossed it to Angor.
"My teacher took away the wand and dagger you brought back from the Nightmare Realm. Those things are very important to him. In order to make it up to you, he asked me to come over. "
Under the gentle moonlight, he saw that the round object was a thin piece of uneven surface, which looked like an enlarged button. The material was very hard, but it felt very warm to the touch. It didn't feel like metal or porcelain, but more like bone.
The front of the "button" had the words "Brute Cavern" written on it. There was also a symbol of a flame. Angor knew that the flame was the symbol of Brute Cavern.
"This is an anonymous bone card. There are 10,000 merit points in it. When you get your personal tag, you can transfer the points to your name. Merit points are the common currency of Brute Cavern. You need them to buy materials, study courses, and exchange items. These 10,000 points are my teacher's compensation for you. "
She didn't stay for long. She waved goodbye at Angor and quickly left.
A bone card? So it was made of bone.
Angor did not reject the bone card. He stayed in Sunders' library for a long time and knew how to use merit points. Ten thousand merit points were not too much. It was only about 100 magic crystals.
A hundred magic crystals was a sky-high amount of wealth for an apprentice, but for an official Magus, it was nothing more than a drizzle.
"I didn't think I'd get so many magic crystals before entering Brute Cavern." Angor put away the bone card and smiled. Including the small bag of magic crystals Greya gave him, Angor now had 130 magic crystals in total. This amount of money could be considered a small fortune among most of the apprentice adepts.
Thanks to the stimulation of money, Angor felt much better after this little episode. He rubbed his swollen temples, picked up two paintings from the ground, and left the deck.
Back in his room, Angor threw the paintings aside, closed the door, and lay down on his bed.
The first thing he needed to do now was to verify the recording of the hologram tablet. Just in case, he covered his head with the blanket and took out his pocket watch from under the blanket.
The hologram tablet's system interface didn't seem to be blocked in the Nightmare Realm. It worked quickly and opened the recording interface in the blink of an eye.
Angor checked the folder of recordings and photos. He sighed in relief when he saw that it was full of pictures and videos.
It seemed the recording of his trip to the Nightmare Realm was correct. However, Angor did not understand why his soul brought the hologram tablet into the Nightmare Realm. According to Sunders, he entered the Nightmare Realm as a soul. Although he was wearing clothes in the Nightmare Realm, they were all fake. His clothes and other external items would never be torn apart. For example, when he was kicked by young Sunders, he did not spit out blood. It was just his soul's imagination.
But why did the hologram tablet not follow the rules mentioned by Sunders? Did the tablet follow him into the Nightmare Realm as a physical object?
Angor could not think of an answer for now. He would have to wait until the next time he entered the Nightmare Realm.
Now that he knew he did not lose the recording, everything was fine. Otherwise, he would be heartbroken.
Since he did not lose the recording, he was not in a hurry to check it. Instead, he played the video to see if the picture of a milking shepherd was just an illusion.
When he stepped into the warden's corridor for the first time, he did not see the painting. But when he went there for the second time, the painting somehow appeared in front of him, and he did not remember it at all.
Angor did not know if it was because of his memory or something else. So, Angor checked the recording right away.
The recording lasted for a long time. Angor dragged the action bar until he entered the warden's room at the very end.
In the video —
Angor walked through the splendid corridor while looking at the paintings on both sides.
The camera was shaky, but he could still see the paintings clearly when it was fixed.
Step by step, Angor did not stop. Among them, he also saw Traveler Under the Stars.
Here it is! When a black painting appeared in front of him, Angor quickly pressed the pause button.
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