Young Sam was feeling very anxious.
He didn't know why he told Mister Padt everything about the farm owner's death.
Perhaps it was because this matter was buried in his heart that made him very depressed, and he urgently needed a channel to relieve the pressure. Or perhaps it was because the other party had saved him and allowed him to see a glimmer of light in the darkness of despair, causing him to involuntarily feel close to the other party?
Young Sam didn't know which it was. Maybe it was both.
Young Sam didn't think too much when he was telling his story. But when he finished, he began to feel anxious again. He was afraid that his crime would become a thorn in Mister Padt's eyes.
If Mister Padt really pissed him off because of the thorn, Mister Padt might not only curse him with a long nose, but also make him disappear from this world.
Therefore, little Sam spent the longest ten minutes of his life in a restless and perturbed mood.
During these ten minutes, Young Sam kept his head down and didn't dare to look at Mister Padt in the eyes.
He was waiting for Mister Padt to say something, or for Mister Padt to comment on his actions.
But nothing happened.
Ten minutes later, Young Sam sneaked a peek at Mister Padt who was sitting in front of him. He wanted to see if Mister Padt was happy or angry.
However, Young Sam was surprised by what he saw.
Mister Padt looked calm, but his eyes were flickering as if he was thinking about something.
However, Young Sam was sure that Mister Padt wasn't thinking about him at all. Mister Padt was staring at a strange image projected from a rock.
Of course, Mister Padt wasn't thinking about his own business.
Young Sam recalled Mister Padt's words. Mister Padt didn't care about the farm owner's death. Instead, Mister Padt realized that the forest was so lively at night because of the farm owner's death.
Did Mister Padt really care that he killed someone?
Young Sam didn't know where he got the courage to ask. "Mister Padt, I killed a farm owner. Do you think I'm a bad person?"
Mister Padt looked at Young Sam and shook his head. "Good and bad can't be decided by one thing. You shouldn't judge a person based on a malicious act."
"So I'm not a bad guy?" Little Sam murmured.
"At least in my opinion, he's not a bad kid." Angor curled his lips and narrowed his eyes. "You're nothing compared to the naughty kids I met before."
Sam asked, "A bad kid that Sir has met? What bad things did he do? "
Guina's image flashed in his mind. She would kill a friend who showed kindness to her for a small piece of bread. She would also order her companions to destroy an innocent family.
In his opinion, Guina was a bad kid.
He shook his head and decided not to tell Guina's story. Even though Guina was a bad kid, she was only bad because of the harsh war environment. She was trying her best to stay alive, and that wasn't wrong at all.
Angor didn't care about what was right or wrong. As a wizard, he had transcended the shackles of mortals and could make more rational judgments. However, Sam was still alive and would continue to live in the mortal world in the future. Angor wouldn't use Guina's example as an example to teach Sam such a thing.
Young Sam used to be both a noble and a slave in his short life. He had seen too much of the world's fickleness, which was why he could easily tell that the farm owner wanted to sacrifice him.
Since Mister Padt didn't want to talk about it, Young Sam decided to keep his mouth shut.
It didn't matter whether Mister Padt knew about the "bad kid" or not. The most important thing was that Mister Padt didn't mind him killing the farm owner.
Young Sam enjoyed the fact that Mister Padt was being lenient. Because if the news of him killing the farm owner spread to the town, no matter how justified he was, people would still think that he was guilty and wrong. Because of this, Little Sam knew that he had to run away.
Now that he met a person who understood him, Sam's hopeless heart was warmed a bit.
Angor was glad that Young Sam didn't ask any more questions. He kept watching the images in the Photostones.
These were the precious Photostones he bought from Dirtwing Station. These Photostones were usually recorded by major wizard organizations or magazine publishers when they encountered important events. They were usually given as gifts in the collector's edition magazines. The collector's edition magazines were usually reserved for truth-finder wizards. Angor had read these magazines before, but he never saw the Photostones.
It was rare to find so many Photostones in Filthy Wing Station, and the seller said that they were all about important events in history. Angor was tempted, so he spent a large sum of magic crystals and bought the entire box.
After watching about five Photostones, Angor realized that the events recorded in these Photostones were different from what he expected.
What he thought of as a major event was something that could affect the overall situation and leave a deep mark in the long river of history.
However, the Photostones showed him something important.
A man wearing a grey Magus robe was hiding in the muddy swamp. He quietly pointed at the depths of the forest in the distance and said in a low voice, "According to the information we received, there is an Celestial Tower in front of us that was used by a Startrap Magus to hide in a different dimension. Now, Mu Ying, who is known as the representative of the new Star Apprentices, nicknamed 'Tranquil Heroic Spirit', has led a few Prophecy Apprentices from the Starliege Church to enter. Now, let us look forward to what they will bring out … … Or perhaps, they will stay there forever. "
After a while, there was a commotion in the depths of the forest. A tall puppet with a star map engraved on its mask chased after a group of apprentices with missing arms and legs across the swamp.
After everyone left, the man in the swamp slowly floated up, "It seems like the Star Trap Sorcerer's most famous Astral Puppet was left in the Celestial Tower. He must have foreseen that someone would come to his Celestial Tower to steal something. Looks like Mu Yin will be disappointed this time. "
As soon as he finished speaking, the image in the void also ended.
Angor did not feel so good after reading it. Was this a reporter from a magazine? Was this something important? Did they really need to record something like this?
Wasn't it just a failed ruin adventure? And judging from the time, it was a record of an adventure that happened hundreds of years ago.
What puzzled Angor the most was that Mu Yin, the actress from Torch Academy who left a deep impression on him in the Abyss Plane, was called "Tranquil Spirit"?! Angor believed that "Noisy Parrot" was more suitable for Mu Yin.
He frowned as he watched the Shadow Stones, which were different from what he expected. But it was not like they were all bad.
Learning about the past of powerful Magi who were at the peak of their power was also a form of pleasure.
Besides, there were also some Photostones that could be studied. For example, Angor saw a "Light Walker" making a high-tier potion in the wild.
He did not see the technique clearly, but he learned a lot from the details.
Now, he took out another Photostone, which was said to be an alchemy recording of an alchemist's image.
When the Photostone was activated, an image appeared in front of Angor's eyes.
Angor's pupils shrank when he saw the image and closed it without hesitation.
"Mister Padt, is that a Gondola?" Sam, who was sitting in front of Angor, had been peeking at the Photostone. He did not understand the previous images, but he did see a fair-haired, blue-eyed young man in the center of the image. Also, he noticed that there was a dream-like airship that looked exactly like their Gondola.
Angor's lips twitched. He closed the Photostone so fast, and the kid still managed to see Gondola's image.
Yes, the main character in the previous image was Angor, who was making Ocean Rhyme.
Angor knew that this image was spread all over Fey Continent because of Jebra, but he did not expect to see it here.
Fortunately, he still maintained his red-haired, golden-eyed appearance because of the Germinal Organization. Otherwise, Sam would have asked him about Gondola instead of Gondola.
"Yes." Angor did not want to explain too much, so he gave a simple answer.
"I thought there was only one such beautiful flying boat in the world. I didn't expect there to be a second one." Little Sam's eyes lit up. "Is this the world where Mister lives?"
"The world I'm in is the same as the world you're in."
Little Sam said, "But I've never seen a flying boat before, and I don't know if the legends in the books are true. I've never even heard of the tall astral power puppets and the half-human, half-fish creatures in the images I saw just now."
Sam lowered his head in frustration. "My world is different from yours, mister."
"Both worlds are the same, just different horizons."
Different horizons? Little Sam didn't quite understand.
"Can I reach your level, mister?" Sam's eyes were filled with hope.
"I don't think so." Angor considered.
Little Sam lowered his head and fell into contemplation.
Angor could tell that Sam wanted to go to the supernatural world, but he did not intend to tell him. He did not test Sam's intelligence yet, but he could tell that Sam's spirit level was not high enough.
Since Sam was not a talent, Angor did not want to give him too much hope.
Seeing the image of his alchemy, Angor decided not to look at it again for now. Instead, he looked at the sky above and enjoyed the moment of peace.
Time flew.
Sam was a mortal, which meant he was even weaker than Tulu, so Angor had to drag Gondo slowly until the next morning when they finally reached the center of the Central Empire.
They were not far from Saint Sem City.
…
Meanwhile, on Parmigi Highlands, Rein arrived at the ruin where Angor was staying.
He knocked on the big tree by the entrance.
A moment later, Tree Spirit's clone came out of the ruin.
"Angor left?" Rein asked.
Tree Spirit yawned and leaned against the tree. "Yes. He came back from Filthy Wing Station, met with Dodoro, and left with Toby. But I think he's not good at using plane passageways. I think he'll find a different one.
"Well, it's fine. He has plenty of materials, so he can use plane passageways a few more times."
"He didn't bring Dodoro with him?" Rein asked.
Tree Spirit shook his head. "Dodoro wanted to. But he just made a name for himself during the Stargazing Day. Many people have their eyes on him. Before Dodoro becomes a wizard or can protect himself, Angor decided to let him stay. "
Rein nodded. "That's good. You should keep an eye on Dodoro. He's a great strategist. I met Maya once, and she told me that Dodoro is probably better than her when it comes to secret matters. "
As an apprentice, Dodoro's prophecy skills were already better than Maya's. Tree Spirit knew what that meant.
After talking about Dodoro, Rhine asked about Regina's research progress.
Tree Spirit sighed deeply at the mention of Regina's name.
Tree Spirit thought Regina was an easy-going person when he first met her. But now, he realized that Regina was a carbon copy of Leona.
It wasn't that Regina was similar to Leona in personality. It was just that Regina's way of pestering was the essence of Leona.
After knowing that Angor gave the mushrooms to Tree Spirit, Regina would come out every once in a while just to get more mushrooms.
Tree Spirit felt like he was back to the time when Leona asked him to open up the inner space of the Tree of Eternity.
Also, Regina didn't come in person. She sent a mushroom clone instead. Tree Spirit felt a little annoyed. He also felt that he wasn't being taken seriously.
"Apart from asking for mushrooms every day, everything else is fine. I heard that Mystic Ying's cultivation is going well too. "
Rein patted Tree Spirit's shoulder to comfort him.
Next, Rein asked Tree Spirit if there was anything else in the ruin. He was worried about the nightmare lights and Cuolo's sudden return.
After making sure everything was fine, Rein bid farewell to Tree Spirit and flew toward the Astral Pool Ruin.
Tree Spirit returned to the ruin and continued reading the books Cuolo left behind.
However, when Tree Spirit returned to the study room, he noticed that the knight's armor sitting beside the desk seemed to flash with a faint light.
Tree Spirit walked to the knight armor and checked the magic array engraved on it.
It didn't seem to have been activated.
"Is it an illusion?" Tree Spirit hesitated for a moment, but still decided to go in and take a look. He did not believe that he was mistaken.
Tree Spirit activated the short-distance teleportation array on the armor. In the next second, he arrived at a dark hallway. At the end of the hallway was Cuolo's bedroom, which was still filled with nightmare lights.
Tree Spirit walked back and forth in the hallway but didn't find anything strange.
As for the bedroom … he couldn't go in without Angor.
"Maybe I'm hallucinating?" Tree Spirit shook his head and returned to his study.
Not long after Tree Spirit left, a voice came from the empty hallway. "He's gone …"
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