Before Angor could answer Froste's question, Isabelle already showed an awkward expression.
Angor was wondering if he should answer Froste's question.
If Isabelle wasn't here, he could tell Froste what happened. But he didn't want to do it in front of Isabelle.
Angor didn't say anything, but Froste's observation skills were better than expected.
"Something went wrong at the last step, which prevented Prelude to Rebirth from becoming a Mystery item. That said, the Prelude to Reincarnation didn't completely fail. Could it be that something happened to the Mystery Spirit? "Froste said softly." The Mystery Spirit is only halfway into the Prelude to Reincarnation. But why only half of it was absorbed? Is the other half unable to fuse, or is it lost … or has it been stolen? "
When Froste said this, he unconsciously looked at Isabelle.
It wasn't because of Isabelle's awkward expression. She was the only Soul Manipulator in the room. If someone tried to steal the Mystery spirit, Isabelle was the most likely suspect.
When Froste looked at her, Isabelle felt like she was being seen through. She lowered her head and didn't say anything.
Angor thought Froste might have noticed something, so he decided to tell Froste what happened.
It was a pity that he didn't become a Mystery alchemist, but it was hard to tell who was right and who was wrong.
He was wrong to break into Dark Castle. He provided most of the materials for crafting Prelude to Rebirth himself, but the Mystery spirit was formed by gathering and compressing all the souls around Dark Castle. Therefore, the Mystery spirit was actually made from the souls of Dark Castle.
When Isabelle stole the Mystery Spirit, she also claimed the moral high ground. "You stole the Mystery Spirit from Dark Castle without permission … Even if it's a disease, it's still not yours. You used it to build up your reputation as the Mysterious Alchemist. Don't you think it's inappropriate? "
In Angor's opinion, both sides were in the right and wrong.
In the end, Isabelle also gave him a Spirit Whisper. Perhaps Spirit Whisper was not enough to make up for half of the Mystery spirit, but it had saved his life many times in real life. Therefore, he couldn't judge Angor based on its current value.
Besides, as Isabelle said, even if Angor succeeded in crafting the Mystery item, would he be able to keep it?
He didn't think so.
After hearing Angor's explanation, Isabelle's expression softened a little. At least Angor wasn't biased in his explanation, which gave Isabelle a better impression of him.
Of course, Froste didn't think so.
Froste couldn't help but scold Angor. "You're so stupid!"
He turned to Isabelle in anger. "Do you know how difficult it is for a Mystery alchemist to appear? Just because you wanted to use the Mysterious Spirit to reconstruct the remnant soul, you seized half of it and killed the appearance of the mysterious alchemist? There are many ways to reconstruct a remnant soul. Why did you choose this one?! "
"You've killed a genius!"
Froste was both furious and heartbroken. It was as if he was the one who had created Prelude to Samsara.
Isabelle couldn't refute Froste's words because Froste was right. Isabelle knew how valuable Mystery alchemists were, which was why she felt guilty every time she saw Prelude to Rebirth. But Isabelle didn't argue with Isabelle.
Isabella, on the other hand, was a little unhappy. "Hmph, he was just an apprentice who had only been in alchemy for a few years. It was pure luck that he was able to create the Prelude to Rebirth. Even if he really did advance to the Mystery stage, it was useless if his skills were not enough!"
Froste laughed coldly. "Only those who have never looked into the Mystical realm would say that so casually. Only those who have truly stepped into the Mystical realm would know what it means."
Maybe Angor was lucky enough to craft Prelude to Rebirth. But you should know that countless alchemists in the origin world were waiting for such a stroke of luck. Unfortunately, it didn't happen to them. Angor deserved it! "
It was the most bizarre, relaxing, and heart-wrenching journey Froste had ever heard of.
This was such an easy advancement in the Mystic domain, yet it was stopped at the last moment? Probably all the alchemists in the source world would want to kill Isabelle if they encountered such a situation!
Froste wanted to say something, but the people present didn't understand what the Realm of Mystery meant to an alchemist. He let out a deep sigh and lamented, "That's right.
"Ignorance is the most tragic thing for a wizard."
And now, Froste was facing people who were ignorant and had no respect for knowledge.
Froste shook his head and looked at Angor again.
"Do you have any idea what you've just done?" Froste gritted his teeth.
Angor looked up.
"You've missed your chance to find the truth!" Froste looked sad. "You think it doesn't matter. You think we're both right and wrong. But that's not how it works.
"If you think you can't protect the Mystery item with your current strength, fine. Let's just say they took it away from you.
"But giving them a Mystery item is enough to make up for what you owe them. For example, you trespassed into Dark Castle and used their souls.
"Mystical items are very precious, but compared to the title of Mystical Alchemist and the level of Mystical, it's much cheaper."
"You should know that there are very, very few alchemists in the origin world who can become Mystery Alchemists. They're extremely rare, extremely rare, and extremely valuable. "
Froste used the word "extremely" three times to tell Angor what he missed, and also to explain to the "ignorant" people behind him.
"An alchemist who can become a Mystery Alchemist is worth more than you can imagine! In any Sorcerer organization in the Origin World, they would receive the same treatment as the Miracle Sorcerers. "
Everyone looked at Froste in shock. What was a Miracle Wizard? A real, high-tier wizard! A wizard who was even stronger than a legendary wizard!
The southern wizardry region didn't even have a single legendary wizard, let alone a Miracle Wizard!
Isabelle's heart skipped a beat as she listened to Froste's explanation. Both Froste and Sunders were looking at her with disdainful eyes, which made her feel even more guilty.
"Now do you understand what you've missed?" Froste looked at Angor with a sad and helpless look.
Angor nodded calmly. "I guess I've missed out on something big. Mystery Alchemist isn't just a title. It seems there's more to it, sir. "
"Yes." Froste wasn't an alchemist himself, but he had once followed a mysterious alchemist, so he was well aware of this point. "The benefits of Mystery are hard to describe. Only when you experience it will you understand how important it is."
Froste thought Angor already understood the importance of Mystery, but Angor suddenly changed the topic. "I guess I'll have to find a way to enter Mystery again."
Froste was surprised. Angor said "find a way to enter Mystery", but he sounded so confident that it sounded like he was going to succeed.
Froste didn't understand where Angor got such confidence from.
He was going to ask more questions, but he didn't think it was a good idea for an alchemist who didn't even have the confidence to enter Mystery.
Froste gave Angor a thoughtful look. Once again, he saw the shadow of her in the boy.
He was still so young.
Talent, luck, and time.
Maybe he could really achieve his goal?
As soon as Frost had this idea, it was like a fire burning the grass, burning fiercely.
He used to think Angor was just an alchemist who got lucky. But now, he saw something else in Angor's eyes. He had an idea, but he needed to know more about Angor before he could carry it out.
"Don't you think it's annoying?" Froste asked again.
"Annoying? Maybe it was once, but I'm sure it's not now. " Angor considered. "It's a shame, but it happened several years ago. There's nothing we can do to change it. It's pointless to be angry. Let's just look forward. "
Angor didn't know what kind of changes the Mystery domain would bring him, but he clearly felt that Spirit's Whisper had saved his life many times.
Perhaps it was an unfair trade. But most of the time, clinging to something that happened in the past and couldn't be changed at the time would only affect one's self-cultivation.
Froste agreed with Angor's open-mindedness. Sometimes, clinging to one's goal could help one achieve it faster, but it could also hinder one's rational judgment.
Froste was impressed that Angor was able to figure it out.
Froste put away his emotions and said in a calm and polite voice, "Then I look forward to the moment when you step into the realm of Mystic again."
Froste sounded like he was joking, but his expression was serious. Angor couldn't tell what he was thinking, so he just nodded.
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