Angor noticed it when Zslade mentioned Ananda for the first time.
Angor wasn't surprised to see Ananda at Zslade's place. He saw Ananda the last time he came here, but he didn't recognize her. Back in Midnight Sovereign, Ananda was a sexy and strong woman. Now, she was an old woman who needed a cane to walk. Angor didn't know how to react.
When he returned to Brute Cavern, Hobbiton told him about Ananda's disappearance, which reminded him of something.
Angor assumed that Ananda made a deal with the "kind demon" Zslade in exchange for something in exchange for her youth.
And that was the truth. Ananda was different from before.
He remembered that Ananda's spiritual power was less than 10 points, which meant she wasn't close to becoming a talent. Now, she had already become an Apprentice Adept. Even the appearance of an old woman in her nineties had turned into the appearance of an old woman in her fifties or sixties.
Angor guessed right. Ananda got something similar to the Potion of Austere Night from Zslade and became a supernatural.
As for why Ananda suddenly became Zslade's cook, Angor wasn't surprised either. "If Ananda really becomes a supernatural after the deal, Zslade will definitely take her into his management. He chose the path of "absolute fairness", and he will have to take responsibility for the consequences. "
As Sunders expected, Zslade followed his own path and took Ananda into his management circle.
Angor looked at Zslade in front of him. The man was calm as if he already knew that Ananda and Angor knew each other.
"Didn't Hobbiton come looking for her?" Angor asked. He already told Hobbiton about Ananda. Considering Hobbiton's obsession with Ananda, Hobbiton should have done something about it.
Zslider stroked his mustache and said with some disgust, "Are you talking about that little Shadow Servant of the Dark Demon who doesn't grow up and cries all day long?"
Angor nodded.
"Of course. He comes here often. The last time he came was just a week ago. "Zslade shook his head as he spoke." It's just that Ananda doesn't want to see him. "
Zslider paused and said helplessly, "Every time he comes to my place, he keeps crying and making a fuss. I can't believe that Ananda is the same age as him."
Hobbiton's talent came at the cost of his maturity, which meant that he would forever remain as a "Peter Pan" who never grew up. On Phantom Island, Butler Goode was watching over him, but outside, he was just a brat.
Ananda's matter was just a trivial matter. They chatted casually and then moved on to other topics.
As a "trader", Zslyde had a lot of information. Occasionally, he would talk about one or two to maintain the atmosphere of the banquet. Thus, the atmosphere of the entire banquet remained lukewarm.
However, most of Zslade's information was outdated. As for the latest information, according to him, it could only be obtained through a transaction.
After the banquet, Greya left with Azaz. No one knew where they went.
Meanwhile, Sunders and Zslade continued to talk about the balance of energy.
Angor planned to go to the dream wasteland to check on the situation in Leon. After all, Floating Mech City was in chaos during the day.
Zslade asked a mechanical puppet to take him to a room at the back of the hall.
The puppet respectfully led Angor through the hallway. Angor recognized the puppet as the younger twin, the one who was sold to Zslade later.
"Mister Wizard." A timid voice reached Angor's ears.
Angor looked at the puppet beside him.
"My brother and I heard what you said to the store manager …" The mechanical golem seemed to be a little shy, and its voice was a little hesitant. "Actually, I'm really happy to be by my brother's side. My mother never cared about me before, but I'm happy every day here."
Angor didn't reply. He didn't stop the puppet from talking either.
"I'm like this now, but I still don't blame the manager."
The puppet seemed to be trying to recall something. Angor couldn't see any expression on its mechanical face, but its eyes flickered between dim and bright.
"I was scared at first. I even hated the manager. But after spending some time with him, I realized that he wasn't such a bad person.
"I know. Many people call him a demon. But the truth is, he was just pursuing his own path. He wouldn't harm anyone. Even if he made a deal with someone, he would think from the point of view of the victim and compensate them.
"Just like Sister Ananda."
"The manager took away her youth through the deal, but he also gave her something she wanted."
"The store owner doesn't like crybabies, so every time he sees Hobbiton, he stays away from him. But he never chased Hobbiton away. Because Hobbiton is Sister Ananda's hope. "
"Hope?" Angor raised an eyebrow.
"Yes. Hope. Sister Ananda may have become a supernatural, but she doesn't have time to study. Her future is still bleak. Since the manager took away Sister Ananda's youth, he wouldn't give it back. But in order to give Ananda some hope, the manager gave Hobbiton a hint. "
Hobbiton was a crybaby, but he wasn't stupid. Every time he came, he would bring life-type potions with him.
Even when Ananda refused to see him, he still kept this habit.
With the support of these magic potions, Ananda slowly recovered and finally became a level 1 acolyte. She went from an old and frail person to a slightly younger one.
Because of Hobbiton's support for Ananda, Zslade allowed Hobbiton to come even though he wanted to beat him up every time he saw him.
"The manager is actually a very nice person." The mechanical golem paused. "My lord, we've arrived at your room."
Angor nodded.
The puppet bowed deeply. "Thank you for listening to me, sir. My brother asked me to tell you this. He's grateful that you spoke up for us."
After saying that, the mechanical golem politely bowed again, retreated, and left.
Angor watched the puppet disappear at the end of the hallway, chuckled, and returned to his room.
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