The phantom limb was created in a short time thanks to the world's consciousness. However, Sunders knew that the so-called reward was based on the wizard's own knowledge as well.
Even without the world's consciousness' reward, Angor would be able to create it on his own in no time.
Aside from the previous teleportation, Sunders was quite satisfied with Angor's ability to observe the details of the phantom limb.
Many details in life could become the source of new spells.
Observation of details was a basic lesson for every Magus. Even as a truth-finder wizard, Sunders would occasionally take some time to look at his memories and see if there were any details that he missed out in the past.
Sunders ended the topic of battle and the so-called strength test. He didn't talk about it for a while before putting it down.
Sunders asked another question, "Whenever you create a new spell, whether you want to announce it to the public or not, you should have a corresponding name in your mind, including the spell's name, level, range of application, basic learning … Wait, how did you define these two spells?"
"Phantom Limb is called Phantom Limb. It's not complicated, but it has strict restrictions on the user's body. If I can fuse it with my bloodline, I can learn it as a level-2 apprentice. However, I still need to know the basics of illusions.
"As for the other 'gate' …" Angor considered for a while before he said, "Let's call it 'Space Gate' for now. The cantrip model is complicated, and I need to decide on its range of application and basic learning."
Sunders raised an eyebrow. "For now? It seems like you still have some unresolved issues regarding this creation method in your heart? "
Angor nodded. "Space Gate consumes a lot of mana. I can't finish studying it with my current mana pool. So I can only decide on it for now. "
That being said, the reason why it was only a temporary name was because the effect of the "special energy" had not been completed yet. Sunders couldn't give a comprehensive definition yet.
Sunders gave Angor a thoughtful look. He didn't think Angor was going to explain it in detail, but he still accepted the explanation.
"Either way, these two creations are very useful to you." Sunders sighed. "As your teacher, I'm glad to see your growth."
The topic ended there.
…
Four days later, Sunders spent his time protecting Jon's body.
Four days later, Angor was trying to find a new way to use the phantom limb on the cloud.
The heavy rain came unexpectedly. Along with the mist from the distant mountains, the damp rain and mist shrouded Grue Town in a hazy haze.
Angor put the glowing phantom limb back into his body.
The sudden rain did not affect his experiment. He stopped because he heard the sound of horse hooves coming from the road outside the manor, which he had not heard for a long time.
Angor stood beside the Demeter and looked outside the manor. When he saw who it was, he frowned.
"Why him?" Angor watched the man enter the manor and was led to the castle by Turin.
As he pondered, he heard a familiar voice coming from behind him.
He turned around and saw Sunders standing on the cloud without him noticing. Raindrops fell on Sunders' body, but they didn't wet his clothes. When the raindrops got close to Sunders, they turned from liquid to solid and slid down his clothes like crystal beads.
"Jon's condition is stable for now, but we still need to solve his problem." Sunders paused. "I'll keep an eye on the runes for you. As for manpower … try your best to improve yourself. You don't want other truth-finder wizards to help Jon, do you? "
Angor nodded. "I understand."
"Now that we're done here, we should get ready to leave." Sunders looked at the clouds covered by the rain. "When the rain stops, we'll leave."
The so-called departure was something that had been agreed upon before.
His next destination was Dark Castle, where he could find Greya. It was for Toby, and also to keep his promise and let Bobota reunite with Floral Sparrow.
Sunders told Angor to wait until the rain stopped because he wanted to give Angor some time to prepare.
In other words, he wanted to give Leon some time to prepare.
Sunders leaned on the Demeter's shoulder and entered the dream wasteland without worrying about the heavy rain.
He pondered for a moment and flew down from the cloud into the hall.
As soon as he entered the hall, he saw Leon talking to Turin about something. Beside Turin was the guest who came earlier.
The man quickly bowed to Angor in excitement. "Greetings, Mister Supernatural."
Angor glanced at him.
It was a handsome man wearing a vest, long pants, leather shoes, a coffee-colored checkered windbreaker, and a deerstalker hat. Since he saluted Angor, he took off his hat and placed it in front of his chest.
His attire was neat and tidy, which made him look like a handsome young man. However, just a month ago, he was still in dire straits and could even be described as sloppy. It was completely different from his current image.
"Richard Karf," Angor whispered. Angor spoke the man's name in a soft voice. The man was a private investigator, who helped Roland to be found so easily back then.
Angor glanced at Leon, who nodded and asked Steward Turin to take Richard away while he walked to Angor.
"Why did you bring Richard here? Did something happen in Grue Town?" Angor wondered. Even if something did happen, George should be able to solve the case easily. There was no need to go to Waterford to find a private investigator.
"There's no case. This guy took the initiative to surrender, saying that he hoped to get a position in the manor," Leon explained.
Due to Eureka's death, many of the manor's servants had died. Even the farmlands and tea plantations were left unattended. Seeing that spring was coming, Turin decided to recruit a group of servants from Waterford after consulting with Léon.
And that was how Richard came to find him.
"Normally, you'll have to sign a slave contract to recruit servants. But Richard was only looking for a position. I thought about the fact that he had helped you before, plus some tests I gave him, and he knew about Transcendents. So, I agreed and signed an ordinary servant contract. "Leon paused for a moment." If you think it's inappropriate … "
Angor shook his head. "I'm fine with it. Since he's here to join us, I'll let him."
Angor only met Richard for a short while, but he had a good impression of the man.
"Good. I tested him and found that he's quite good at managing people. I've asked him to follow Steward Turin. I'm sure Steward Turin will find a good place for him," Leon said.
"It's not a big deal, Richard. I'm here for something else, "Angor said. "My professor has finished his training. If everything goes well, we'll leave after the rain stops."
Angor didn't tell Leon what he wanted, but Leon knew it was time to give him an answer.
He had been thinking about it for a long time, and he already had an answer in his mind.
"Alright." Leon nodded. "I've already prepared my luggage. I was just waiting for you."
Angor wasn't surprised at all. "What about the manor?"
"I've asked Steward Turin to take care of it. With Richard's help, I don't have to worry about that. " Leon paused for a moment. "When White Bear came, I asked him to take care of the manor for me, and he agreed."
Two months ago, Leon probably wouldn't have agreed to such a request. Because to him, responsibility was the most important thing. And as the lord of a territory, the people of his territory were a responsibility that he could not give up.
However, Eureka's death was too much for him to bear.
The death of Head Maid Mana and other close servants also made Leon realize that if he couldn't reach a certain level of strength, he could only watch his people die in front of him, and there was nothing he could do to change the situation.
Lyon already had plans to improve himself. Plus, he really wanted to go out and see the wider world.
Agreeing to leave with Angor was a good opportunity for him to do so.
Lyon said that he had already prepared his luggage and was just waiting to set off. However, he didn't know when he would come back, so he still needed to make some arrangements for the manor.
While Leon hurried off to make arrangements, Angor returned to his room.
Inside the small room, he saw Bobota, who was completely engrossed in the insect nest.
"Angor?" Bobota looked surprised. "What are you doing here?"
Before Angor could answer, Bobota continued, "You came just in time. I think the broodmother has entered a stage where she's storing energy and laying eggs."
Angor was going to tell Bobota that it was time to leave the manor. However, Bobota's words caught his attention.
"Storing energy and laying eggs?" Angor widened his eyes. "You mean the special egg-laying state mentioned in Insecott's manuscript?"
Bobota nodded. "That's right."
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