They didn't have to wait long. Soon, the image on the screen began to flicker.
Lawson disappeared from the screen and was replaced by a humanoid spirit with a faint blue glow. Although his face couldn't be seen clearly, the standard accent of a noble's butler was enough to tell the identity of the visitor.
It was Antonio, the guardian spirit of the Creation Hall.
"Good day, Mister Padt." Antonio bowed to Angor.
Angor returned the gesture.
"I've learned of your request from the mayor. Miss Regina just came back from her class and is resting in the city." Antonio hesitated for a moment. "When Miss Regina moved into the Research and Development Institute, she told me that when she was in the Research and Development Institute, apart from Lord Muse, no one else was allowed to disturb her. I can't contact her directly, sir. "
Although Antonio's answer was "no", Angor could tell that the old man had something else to say.
"You can't contact her directly? Is there another way? "Angor asked.
Antonio nodded. "Miss Regina went to Miss Portia's room after she came back from the academy."
Portia? Angor remembered this woman. During the ceremony where he was accepted as a member of the department, Portia participated in the ceremony by using her projection and sat beside Angor.
Portia came from Akasha Hill and was an expert in perfumery and apothecary. She created the Triangle Equation on her own, which solved a hidden loophole in Shuya's equilibrium formula. According to Master Mithra, before Angor became a member of the department, Portia was considered a genius alchemist who was closest to becoming a Mystery alchemist.
"You mean …" Angor looked at Antonio. Did the man want him to contact Portia? But why would Portia agree to meet with him?
"Miss Portia just returned to the department not long ago. She asked about your request, sir. It seems she wants to talk to you."
Antonio's words reminded Angor of Portia's request to discuss enchantment with him during the audience meeting. Angor thought it was just a polite request. But now, it seemed that Portia really wanted to get involved in enchantment.
No matter why Portia wanted to study enchantment, Antonio already made it clear that Portia would agree to his request. In other words, if Angor wanted to see Regina right away, the only way was to ask Portia for help.
"When Miss Regina leaves the Research and Development Institute, I can help you contact her. According to the schedule of Ashley Comprehensive Academy, the next time she goes to the mushroom processing class is in 13 days. "
As far as he knew, Regina was a witch who only cared about mushrooms. She spent most of her time studying mushrooms. Now that she had returned to the research department, she would probably stay in her room forever. If he wanted to contact her alone, it would probably only be 13 days later.
The crisis of Bewildering Ying was imminent, and no one knew when Bewildering Ying would erupt from the Star Pond Ruins.
Thirteen days didn't sound like a lot, but something could happen halfway.
Angor considered for a moment and decided to use Portia as an excuse to find Regina.
He had a brief encounter with Portia before, and he thought she was a gentle alchemist. Even among all the witches he met, Portia could be considered a moderate one. She wouldn't mind if he used her as an excuse to contact Regina, right?
Antonio didn't say anything else after hearing Angor's request. He simply used his spirit ripples to contact Portia.
A moment later, Antonio opened his eyes. "Miss Portia has agreed to meet with you, sir. I will use myself as a medium to project the image."
"Thank you," Angor said.
As soon as he finished speaking, Antonio's figure slowly disappeared. At the same time, a blurry image appeared on the other side of the screen. This image quickly solidified into reality.
On the other side of the screen was a golden sea surrounded by clouds.
In the middle of a fluffy cloud island, there was a heavenly lake that was as vast as the sea, and its end could not be seen.
The setting sun shone on the Heavenly Lake, shining with golden ripples. It looked like a golden ocean.
A crystal palace floated in the center of this lake. On the balcony of the top floor of the palace, two witches dressed in light gauze reclined on their chairs, basking in the light of the setting sun as they chatted and drank tea. It was a very pleasant sight.
Naturally, these two witches were Portia and Regina.
Angor looked at the scenery on the other side of the screen and felt a little dazed. He had been to the City of Floating Mech more than once, but he didn't see such a huge cloud island. What kind of golden sea was this?
Also, didn't Antonio say that Regina went to Portia's' room '?
Was this … a room? Angor paused for a second as he thought of something. His gaze wandered around the balcony and finally settled on the small table between the two witches. There were two things he was very familiar with there.
One was a card case with an elegant packaging, while the other was a strange-looking box.
Angor looked at the box and realized what it was. The box looked exactly the same as the Cage of Shadows. In other words, it was a stage play box.
Moreover, the drama box was still in an active state. Therefore, the environment of the Golden Sea in the Clouds was undoubtedly a real illusion created by the drama box.
On Portia's screen, she could see Angor's surprised expression changing to one of sudden realization.
Portia's age was fixed at middle-age, but she didn't look tired like a middle-aged woman. Instead, she looked more mature than a young girl.
Portia put down her teacup and chuckled. "We meet again, little brother Angor. I thought I'd be the one looking for you in the end. I didn't expect you to come to me first. "
Before Angor could say anything, Portia grinned. "Your expression tells me you already know that you're inside a stage play box. As the creator of the stage play box, why don't you comment on it? "
Angor already knew the truth, but he still felt a little strange.
He already heard that the stage play box was very popular among the witches in Floating Mech City. There were even private tea parties like "Stage Play Box Exchange". However, at that time, he only heard about it and did not pay much attention to it. Now that he saw it with his own eyes, even Portia had a drama box in her hands, it could be seen that the drama box was really popular.
"I can't see much through the screen. However, judging from the current situation, the level of the illusion is very good. At least I haven't seen any flaws. " Angor considered. "But the setting is only one of the strengths of the stage play box. The most important thing is the story and the language used in the illusion."
The so-called language used in the illusion was the content expressed by the camera. A good setting was one thing, but how to express the story in the illusion was no longer a matter of skill. It was a matter of art.
Portia said, "What you said is exactly the same as what the Mind Witch from Rest Torch Academy who pursues the art of expression at a tea party I went to the last time."
"Too bad I don't know much about art. I just like the setting. I can chat with my friends and play cards in it. It's nice, isn't it? That's why I didn't trigger the illusion. "
Angor could tell that Portia and Regina only wanted to chat. They didn't see the stage play box as an art form.
"Speaking of which, the stage play box was created by the Soul Witch. Since you two have the same brain waves, maybe you'll like it too. Do you want to see the story? "Portia asked.
Before Angor could say anything, Portia added, "It's a good story. I heard it's an original play called 'Love in the Clouds'. It's about the love-hate relationship between the city lord of Cloud End and a mortal woman. "
As soon as his voice fell, a "Zi Zi" sound appeared on the screen.
Next, Antonio's voice echoed in everyone's ears like a voice-over, "Miss Portia, I think it's best if we don't talk about this story."
Portia smiled slyly. "Well, it seems like someone doesn't want me to tell this story."
Angor didn't say anything, but he knew what was going on. The so-called "Love in the Clouds" seemed to be referring to Mayor Lawson.
According to the rumors, Lawson once fell in love with a mortal woman, and Witch Melantha was the product of this extraordinary love.
It looked like he was talking to Portia, but in fact, he was using Antonio as a medium to show what was happening in Portia's room. In reality, Lawson was still sitting in front of Angor.
No wonder Antonio interrupted them when they were talking about "Love in the Clouds" in front of Lawson.
However, he was still not interested in the drama, even if he could exclude the fact that it might be a reference to Mayor Rosen's romance. The name suggested that it was a romantic play. It was fine to sit in a theater and watch it. But if you could use a projector to experience it, the atmosphere would be a bit off.
"Let's get back to business. What do you want from me?" Portia looked at Angor curiously. "I heard you've returned to Brute Cavern, and the tea party is going to be held there soon. Are you here to ask me to make some perfume?"
Perfume was a must for any tea party, no matter how big or small it was. That was why Portia thought so.
"But Leona knows a lot about perfume. I don't think she'll use someone else's perfume for such a grand event, right?"
Angor hesitated for a moment and decided to tell Portia the truth.
"I'm sorry to say this, but my main purpose this time is to meet with Witch Regina. I heard that Witch Regina is here, so I asked Antonio to contact you for me. " Angor showed an apologetic look. He did take advantage of Portia. It would be fine if they were close friends, but they were not close enough to forgive each other.
Portia narrowed her eyes. Angor couldn't see her expression.
Before Angor could think that he had offended Portia, she suddenly chuckled.
"You're apologizing right away. I thought something big happened. But you're just looking for someone. It's not a big deal. Why do you have to be so serious? "
Her words made Angor feel even more embarrassed.
Portia waved a hand. "It's fine. I have something to talk to you about anyway. If you really feel bad, don't cut off the signal so early."
Angor nodded.
Portia didn't say anything else. She talked to Regina for a while and seemed to have gotten Regina's approval. A short while later, the screen was silently aimed at Regina.
Regina looked young, but there were dark circles under her eyes. She looked like someone who was poisoned, or someone who stayed up all night without rest.
Regina was wearing a pink mushroom-patterned gauze and lying on a lounge chair. She only nodded to Angor when she saw him, which made her look even lazier than Angor's character.
"What do you want from me? Let's hear it. "
After saying that, Regina seemed to have thought of something and added, "Since you've come to Portia's place, you must be looking for me for something urgent, right? Do you want me to go to the signal tower alone and contact you in private? "
Angor shook his head. "No need for that."
Once the Mystic Gems erupted, they would be exposed like living threads. If someone wanted to know, they would definitely find out. There was no need to hide it.
"I'm here to ask for Witch Regina's help."
Regina chuckled, then picked up the teacup by the table and slowly took a sip. "If you want my help, sure. But you'll have to pay a hefty price. "
"Do you know anything about the lifeline, Regina?"
"I think I've heard about it before." Regina turned to look to the other side. Portia's voice rang out. She was talking about the information regarding the lifeline. Clearly, the news about living threads had spread from Parmigi Highlands to Floating Mech City.
"Oh, I remember now. It's a special infectious disease." Regina quickly remembered Portia's information and looked at Angor. "You mentioned the lifeline because you want me to solve it for you? Didn't I hear that Brute Cavern already knew how to cure living threads? "
"Yes, there's a way to cure it. But I'm talking about the source of the problem."
"The source of living threads?"
Regina was not the only one who was curious. Even Portia pricked up her ears. After all, secret information was the topic of conversation at the tea party!
"Yes. The source of living threads is a special kind of mushroom."
"It's called Phantom."
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