At this point, the topic seemed to have come to an abrupt end. However, Froste didn't stop there. Instead, he continued, "Speaking of which, I thought of something that I want to tell you."
"Something to tell me?" Angor looked at Frost and waited for an explanation.
Froste didn't speak right away. Instead, he glanced around the room and glanced at everyone else.
It was obvious that he was trying to chase Angor away.
Isabelle stood up. "Dark Castle just went through a disaster, and the surface buildings need to be rebuilt. There are too many things I need to do, so I'll have to leave for now."
Isabelle already wanted to leave when Froste asked her why Prelude to Rebirth failed. Every minute and second of sitting here was like sitting on pins and needles, so when she saw Frost chasing her away with his eyes, she also took the opportunity to leave.
Isabelle looked at Angor with a complicated expression. "I have something to discuss with you later. We'll talk about it later. "
Naturally, Isabelle couldn't stay here any longer and left as well. Kimberly didn't want to give up the nourishment of the natural cardamom, but she couldn't do anything about it. Seeing Froste's stern look, she sighed and left as well.
"I'm going to the back too." Sunders stood up as well. They were in the hall where Sunders and his apprentices lived. Sunders said he was leaving, but he was actually going to another room.
However, before he left, Sunders sent a secret voice transmission to Angor's ears.
Angor didn't know what to do next.
When the room was completely empty, Angor looked at Froste and waited for him to say something.
However, when he looked at Froste, he couldn't help but recall Sunders' voice transmission, which made him a little suspicious.
Froste didn't tell Angor why he asked him to stay. Instead, he smiled. "You look confused. Did that wizard tell you something?"
Angor looked a little embarrassed. "He's my professor, Sunders. Indeed, the tutor mentioned something to me just now. But it's just a small guess about Mister Froste. "
"Why don't you tell me?"
"You mentioned that you've met Goman King, right?" Angor asked after a moment of hesitation.
A nostalgic look appeared on Froste's face as he nodded. "That's right. He was a very interesting wizard."
Interesting? Angor didn't know what Froste meant by "interesting," but at least everyone in the southern wizarding region believed that Goman King was a cruel, ruthless, and ambitious man. Angor couldn't understand why Froste thought someone like that was interesting.
"Did you make a deal with Goman King, Mister Mister?" Angor asked.
Froste nodded. "That's right. We did make a deal."
"You want to see the Crimson Crown, sir?" Angor was a little surprised.
Froste smiled and nodded. "Indeed. I made this deal with Goman King to determine if the Crimson Crown would go out of control."
Froste paused and said, "Given Goman King's personality, he probably won't reveal the contents of this deal. Other than Goman King and me, the only other person who knew about this deal was the one whose name was stolen. Did he tell you about it? "
"Yes. Roland did." Angor nodded.
Angor already knew about this. According to Roland, his evil personality was born because Goman King made a deal with a mysterious person.
However, he never connected Froste to the "mysterious person" mentioned by Roland. It was only when Sunders sent a message to him that he realized who Froste was.
"So Goman King gave him the name Roland?" "Roland has an evil personality in him. If you want to pry information out of him, you have to suppress the evil personality. I'm rather surprised that you were able to do this."
Froste didn't ask Angor how he did it. Angor sighed in relief. If Froste asked, the dream wasteland's existence would be exposed.
Froste was the one who made a deal with Goman King and used the Dark Movement to take away Roland's real name, thus forcing Roland to develop his most evil personality.
With this information, his impression of Froste grew even deeper.
He still couldn't tell if Froste was a good man or a bad man. But at least he knew that Froste was a gentle wizard. At least when he made a deal with Goman King, he did not bully the weak or covet the Crimson Crown. In the end, he kept his end of the deal.
From this point of view, Froste's credibility had increased to a certain extent.
"Is that all you want to know?" Froste asked.
Angor nodded. He only wanted to confirm Froste's identity.
Froste nodded. "Now, it's my turn. Are you planning to leave the southern wizarding region and go to the origin world?"
Angor was a little surprised. He thought Froste was going to ask him about some of his secrets. But what Froste said was completely different from what he expected.
"Huh? Go to the Origin World? "Angor repeated in confusion.
Froste nodded. "Don't you want to step back into the realm of Mysticism? It's hard to do that in the southern wizarding region, where knowledge is scarce. I can take you to the origin world as a reward for telling me about the crafting process. "
Angor looked at the bowl of natural carom on the table. "Carom is already a reward, isn't it?"
"I'm the one who determines the value of the reward. I don't think carom is enough, "Froste said," and I hope you can learn Mystery again one day. "
"What's your answer?"
Angor shook his head without hesitation. "I'm not going to leave yet. I still have things to do in the southern wizarding region."
"Are you sure?" Froste didn't expect Angor to refuse so decisively. "The teleportation link between the southern wizarding region and the origin world has been cut off. If you want to travel to the origin world on your own, you'll need more than a few years to do so. If you agree, I can take you to the origin world when I leave. "
Anyone else might be tempted by Froste's offer. After all, resources and knowledge determined everything. If a wizard wanted to go further, staying in the southern wizarding region wouldn't do him much good. He had to leave in the end.
In the old days, Sunders would have accepted the offer.
What Froste didn't know was that Angor already knew another shortcut to the origin world, which was the phase gate at Frosty Citadel on the Tutan Continent.
Using the phase gate, Angor could travel to the other phase planes of the Abyss, then travel to the four wizarding realms and teleport to the origin world.
Angor wasn't lying. He still had things to do in the southern wizarding region.
For example, Jon's illness, his family's affairs, and many other complicated matters, such as his agreement with Wardell, the promise he had made to Mara but had yet to fulfill, and the fact that the Tidal Realm had yet to be explored …
Angor would definitely go to the origin world. And it wouldn't be too long.
But he definitely wouldn't leave now.
"I'm sure. I'll go to the Origin World, but not now, "said Angor confidently.
Froste gave Angor a thoughtful look. He didn't see any hesitation in Angor's expression. He was rather surprised by this situation.
Regardless of what Angor was thinking, Froste was sure that it would be difficult to change Angor's mind.
Froste sighed. "Fine. I'll respect your decision."
"However, the repayment I mentioned is still valid. Since you don't need me to take you away from the southern wizarding region, I can only repay you in other ways. If you have any requests, feel free to tell me. "
Angor was surprised. He didn't expect Froste to be so easy-going.
Seeing Froste looking at him, Angor felt a little hesitant. He didn't know what to ask since he didn't know what to ask.
There were many things he wanted to ask, but he didn't want to go beyond Froste's expectations.
Angor considered for a while. "Mister Froste, you mentioned that you wanted to see Goman King to see if the Crimson Crown has gone out of control?"
Froste nodded. "To be precise, I wanted to see if it could go out of control."
"Can you tell me what you mean by out of control?" Angor asked curiously. He once came into contact with Mystery items, but he still didn't know much about them.
If Roland didn't mention "out of control" earlier, he would never think that a Mystery item could go out of control.
Froste didn't expect Angor to ask such a question either. He looked at Angor with a complicated expression. This "ignorant" question reminded him of what happened earlier.
An alchemist who didn't even know the type and level of a Mystery item actually came into contact with a Mystery item at such a close distance.
Angor didn't know if he should say that he was fearless or ignorant.
But he was really lucky.
If other alchemists heard Angor's question, they would probably want to strangle him to death.
If an alchemist like Angor could reach such a level, how could they not be worried?
Fortunately, Angor wasn't talking to an alchemist. It was Froste.
Froste wasn't as extreme as other alchemists, but he still felt that fate was playing tricks on him.
He sighed and began to speak slowly.
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