As soon as he touched the Talent Orb, a bright red light flashed across the surface of the orb.
"R-r-r-r-red light!" Everyone stared at the Talent Sphere in shock. Did Angor really get a talent this time?!
Leon's eyes were filled with joy. Angor had a talent?! Uncontrollable excitement rose from the bottom of his heart, and Leon couldn't help but clench his fists. He might be happy if his servant had a talent, but the talent belonged to someone else. At most, they could get some benefits from their relatives. Angor, on the other hand, was a different story. Angor came from the same family, and they were close friends. As long as Angor could become a wizard, even if he had to stop at apprentice level, the Padt Family would still benefit greatly.
Count Eton's surprised expression quickly disappeared. He began to think. Without a doubt, the Padt Family was about to rise. If the Morn Family extended an olive branch in advance, they might be able to gain connections with more supernaturals in the future.
Alan and Aleen did not think too much about Angor's talent like their father did. Alan's chubby face did not show any expression. He only tilted his head and looked at Angor curiously. Aleen, on the other hand, was smiling at Angor with a sweet smile. She was so happy when she thought about learning spells with Angor in the future. Even her initial reluctance to leave home was gone. All that was left in her heart was hope for the future.
Mara was also surprised, but he soon calmed down.
Meanwhile, as the center of attention, Angor was caught in a strange feast.
As soon as he touched the Talent Sphere, he felt his body floating. He was excited. This strange floating meant "change".
So he had a talent? Angor's face lit up.
Suddenly, he heard the sound of drums coming from outside the storage room. It sounded like a choir singing a song.
Huh? Didn't my brother tell the band to leave? Why are they playing again?
Angor was about to ask Leon when he saw something strange.
Apart from him floating in the air, there was no one else in the storage room. My brother is not here, Mr. Marlow is not here, neither is Count Eton nor his children.
He also noticed something else. The Talent Orb was still on the table, and the candle was still burning. Everything seemed normal.
Angor frowned and slowly floated to the door of the storage room and pushed it open.
Outside the door was a luxurious corridor. On both sides of the corridor were elegant curtains and large hanging oil paintings. Walking along the corridor, one could occasionally see armors and statues around the corners. Their father, Old Padt, loved this luxurious style. Even after his father's death, the two brothers never changed.
The night wind lifted the curtains. Angor peeked outside the window. It was all dark and quiet.
Strange … Very strange indeed. Everything in front of him was very familiar, from the furnishings to the ornaments. Everything was the same as usual, but why did he feel inexplicably unfamiliar?
Every door in Padt Manor had a lion heart lamp on each side. The lion heart was the emblem of the Padt Family. The servants would add oil to the lamp every day, and when the lamp was lit at night, it would stay lit until dawn. This meant that "the fire of the lion heart will never go out".
But now, there was no light outside. Even the iron gate outside the castle did not light up the lamp that should be lit.
Where am I? Am I really in Padt Manor? Where did everyone go? Angor could not help but feel suspicious.
The melodious music was even more pleasant to the ears, but Angor felt something strange about it.
He looked outside the window again and was surprised to see that the sky was filled with stars. Many of them were things he had never seen before. Grue Town was in the Month of Freezing Earth, so there were very few stars visible to the naked eye at night. The ones that could be seen were mostly stars that were light years away. On a clear night, it was already a lot to see seven or eight stars twinkling. But now, the sky outside was filled with stars, just like Grue Town in the middle of summer.
Fear slowly rose in Angor's heart.
Everything was too strange. Maybe he was not in the real Padt Manor anymore.
Angor took a deep breath and prepared to return to the storage room. No matter how strange the situation was, he still felt better in the storage room.
As he walked back, two large poker cards suddenly appeared in front of him.
There was no such thing as poker cards on the Old Earth. However, Jon once made a set of poker cards for old Padt. Old Padt liked the new card game very much, and it became popular in Padt Manor for a while. Angor was puzzled by the fact that poker cards did not spread outside of Padt Manor. Was this place related to Earth?
The two cards in front of Angor were very similar to the one Jon made. Even the complicated patterns on the sides were the same, but they were enlarged hundreds of times.
The cards were the size of an adult. One of them had the Ace of Hearts, while the other had the Ace of Spades on it.
What surprised Angor the most was that both cards had four limbs that looked like bamboo sticks. The Ace of Hearts carried a crossguard sword and a spear, while the Ace of Spades carried a round shield and a flail.
The cards moved so fast that they reached Angor before he could react. When he realized what was going on, it was already too late.
The next second, Angor was sandwiched between the two cards.
The two cards kept moving forward as if they did not notice him. However, their bodies were so wide that Angor could not even dodge them. He was dragged along by them.
Angor tried his best to avoid them. He even floated in the air but to no avail. The two cards took up too much space. Angor had no choice but to give up and follow the card soldiers.
Soon, Angor found himself being dragged into the hall by the two card soldiers. The melodious music came from this place. Music was playing on the stage. Angor looked around and did not see anyone playing. The music was playing on its own because several teacups with hearts on them were bouncing around in front of the instruments.
Even a teacup could play the zither? Before Angor could recover from his shock, he noticed that the Swordsman of Hearts and the Ace of Spades who brought him here had disappeared.
Since he was already in the hall and faced this strange fantasy world, Angor felt braver than before. He did not think about going back to the storage room immediately. Instead, he walked to the center of the hall.
The hall was brightly lit. All kinds of strange objects were doing different things. Apart from the teacups playing music, Angor also saw toy soldiers that moved on their own, a green owl doll playing around a crystal chandelier, colorful dragonflies patrolling in the air in rows, and unknown moonstones and sunstones that were changing colors …
Angor's nerves were still tense as he saw more and more strange things, but his fear had subsided a lot. This was because he noticed an interesting little detail. The 'creatures' here seemed to be ignoring him. When he floated to the colorful dragonflies to observe them, they did not even look at him and flew away.
Did they not see him? Or were they not interested in him? Angor did not know.
After floating for a while, he vaguely saw that there seemed to be cloth swaying on the chair of the main dining table in the distance with its back to him.
Someone's sitting there?
Angor carefully controlled his floating body and moved closer to the table.
The closer he got, the more he believed in his own judgment. He could already hear the sound of knives and forks clanking against plates, as well as the sound of books being flipped.
Reading books while eating? Angor suddenly wondered who was sitting on the chair.
He had a vague idea that he was no longer in Padt Manor. Instead, he was in a parallel dimension. Angor's professor mentioned parallel worlds before, but it was only a guess back on Earth. This was not Earth. It might not even be the same universe as Earth. So what was wrong with a real parallel world?
In this parallel world, there was Padt Manor, but no Padt Family.
Maybe the person sitting on the chair was the owner of Padt Manor in this parallel world? Angor made a wild guess.
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