Sam hesitated for a moment, but he still nodded after receiving Angor's hint. He smeared the blood on the box and opened it.
When the iron box was opened, the contents were presented to them.
There were only three items in total.
Two bottles with different designs, and a piece of parchment paper under each of the bottles.
Sam hesitated for a moment and took out the transparent bottle first. The bottle had a beautiful curve on it, which made it look like the upper body of an elegant girl.
However, upon closer inspection, one would notice that there were hair-like, colorless lines inside the bottle, which looked like they were drawn by a special engraving pen. The lines were complicated and elegant, giving them a mysterious feeling.
The liquid inside the bottle was so thick that it almost looked black. It looked like a dark vortex in the deep space that could suck away one's soul.
Such an exquisite bottle was filled with a thick, mud-like liquid? What was that liquid?
Angor's voice reached Sam's ears.
"This bottle is a special kind of Bloodline Bottle. It's worth at least a hundred magic crystals."
"Bloodline Bottle? Magic crystals? "Sam looked at Angor with a confused look.
"Magic crystals are a common currency used by wizards. It's hard to measure their value with ordinary items. If you use force to exchange them, one magic crystal is worth at least several hundred gold coins. That's just a comparison. In reality, it's hard to get such a thing." Angor continued, "As the name suggests, Bloodline Bottle is used to store bloodlines."
Young Sam was stunned. A bottle worth tens of thousands of gold coins? Did that mean one bottle could buy the entire Star Lake Castle?
If the bottle was so expensive, the liquid inside must be worth at least ten times, or even a hundred times more!
Sam quickly confirmed his speculation with Angor's explanation.
"The most valuable thing in this box is probably the thing inside the bottle. Bloodline Bottles usually store bloodlines that have been purified and can be directly absorbed into the user's body. Such bloodlines are usually worth at least a thousand magic crystals. Some rare bloodlines can be sold for at least ten thousand magic crystals in auctions. "
A thousand magic crystals?! Originally, Little Sam didn't feel much about the bottle in his hand, but now, he felt his hand trembling.
He carefully put the bottle back into the box, afraid that he would bump it.
Sam stared at the Bloodline Bottle for a while and closed his eyes. He took a deep breath and said, "Let's give it to Mister Padt. It's too precious. With my current situation, I won't be lucky if I take it. Instead, it will bring me disaster."
Even if Sam had enough social status, this bloodline bottle might not be good for him. Once it was exposed, he would be coveted by others. What's more, Sam was now a slave.
Angor waved a hand. "It's useless to me. Queen Rowling gave it to you. I can feel that the bloodline inside is very compatible with you. It should be a gift that Queen Rowling specially left for her descendant. "
If it was another bloodline, he would take it away for Sam's sake.
However, the aura in this bloodline was very compatible with Little Sam. When Little Sam held the Bloodline Bottle, he could feel his bloodline pulsing. It was obvious that this bottle was left by Queen Rowling to her people, and only Saint Sam's people could use it.
"Is this reserved for the qualified? Then … can I use it? "Little Sam was confused.
"It's for the descendants of Saint Sam's Clan. No one else can use it. But it's a little difficult for you to use it. "
Normally speaking, Bloodline Wizards would need to be at least a late-stage Beginner Apprentice or a level-2 Apprentice to absorb a bloodline.
Not to mention that Sam was not an apprentice yet.
However, since the bottle was reserved for the descendants of Saint Sam's Clan, it might lower the threshold. Maybe Sam would grow strong enough to absorb the bloodline when he reached adulthood.
Hearing this, Sam didn't say anything. Instead, he put the bloodline bottle aside and took out the second bottle.
Rather than a bottle, it looked more like a sealed iron kettle. It was just that it was smaller than a kettle and looked like a bottle.
It didn't look delicate at all.
Little Sam studied the bottle for a while but didn't find anything useful. He didn't dare to open it, so he handed it to Angor and asked, "Mister Padt, do you know what's inside?"
Angor didn't know what was inside the bottle when he tried to sense it. Now that Sam handed it to him, Angor took a closer look and found a hidden supernatural symbol on the top of the bottle.
It was a Nightsong Flower whose petals were slanting to the right.
The symbol was similar to the one he added to his alchemy creations. It was a symbol that represented the creator's identity.
This Nightsong Flower on the right represented a witch named Windsor.
Or rather, a witch from the Windsor School.
Windsor was an alchemist who specialized in Potion Concoction. Windsor Witch Concoction, which was named after her, belonged to her school.
The Windsor School's most famous concoction was the Windsor Umbrella Concoction. It was a high-tier potion used to treat spirit damage. Every time someone made a concoction, they would go crazy over it.
Since there was a Windsor symbol on the top of the bottle, it meant the concoction was from the Windsor School.
However, Angor needed to open the bottle to find out.
Unlike regular potions, witch concoction wouldn't have much effect even if it was exposed to the air. Without hesitation, he unscrewed the bottle cap.
The bottle was specially made to prevent the concoction from going bad over time. Even so, after so many years, the witch's soup had already solidified. Fortunately, the effects had not faded too much, and it could still be consumed after heating.
However, the concoction would probably go bad if it was left for another few decades.
Angor took a sniff and used Narda's Vision to identify the concoction.
Now, he knew what the concoction was.
"I thought the Bloodline Bottle would be the most expensive one. But now, it seems the bloodline inside this bottle is just as powerful as the Bloodline Bottle." Angor sighed.
"Well, I'll give it to you —"
Angor shook his head and interrupted Sam. "It's expensive, but it's still useless to me."
"This is Windsor's Double Spiral Witch Concoction."
Its full name was Windsor's Double Spiral Witch Concoction. The double helix referred to here was actually the two spiritual power lines on the spiritual power measuring device.
Its use was also highlighted from its name. It could increase the height of the two spiral lines on the spiritual power measuring device.
In other words, it could increase one's spiritual power limit.
It was even better than Potion of Austere Night, which could increase one's spiritual power limit by three points.
In terms of value, it was as good as the purified bloodline.
Angor looked at the Bloodline Bottle and the Windsor's Double Spiral Witch Concoction. He already knew what Queen Rowling wanted.
It seemed that Queen Rowling was planning to raise a qualified descendant of her family into a real wizard. Not only did it increase his spiritual power, but it was also a compatible bloodline … That was enough to explain everything.
Angor was worried that Sam wouldn't be able to use the bloodline in the Bloodline Bottle. But if Sam could become a talent, he would be able to use it sooner or later.
"Windsor's Double Spiral Witch Concoction … What does it mean?" Sam was confused.
Angor didn't answer. Instead, he pointed at the parchment under the two bottles. "Why don't you take a look at the parchment? You should know what you're looking for."
Sam nodded and took out the parchment from the bottom of the box.
The edges of the parchment were covered with wrinkles, but the words on it were still intact.
Sam was a slave, but he was educated by nobles since he was young. Of course, he could read. He picked up the parchment and began reading from the beginning.
Angor also checked the parchment with his spirit feelers.
Angor sighed after reading the whole thing.
The parchment was written by Queen Rowling herself. It described something that happened to Queen Rowling after she met Wizard Painter in her later years.
Rowling didn't mention how she met Wizard Painter. She only mentioned that they shared the same soul in art and became best friends. Angor believed that this was how artists could relate to each other.
Rowling learned about the supernatural world from Wizard Painter. She was an ambitious woman who yearned for it.
However, Rowling was already old at that time, and her spirit didn't reach the required level. Forcing herself to cultivate would be a waste of time.
Therefore, Rowling placed her hope on her descendant. If her descendant could become a supernatural, she might be able to protect her family forever. Maybe her family could even become a wizard clan.
Rowling told Wizard Painter about her idea, and with Wizard Painter's help, she left the Bloodline Bottle and Witch Concoction to Angor.
Angor's guess was mostly correct.
However, Angor did not understand some of the details.
For example, Angor thought that Feng found the Bloodline Bottle for Rowling, but that wasn't the case.
Rowling clearly wrote down something on the parchment.
[Mister Feng told me that my spirit isn't strong enough to become a supernatural, but I have a special talent called Near-Spirit Form. Unfortunately, my bloodline isn't strong enough, so I never used it in my life.
However, Mister Feng also told me that it's a talent that can be passed down through the bloodline. "In the future, you will be the one who reads this letter. You will also have such a talent, because only those who are qualified can enter this inscription space.
Your talent hasn't shown up yet either. But if you use the Bloodline Bottle you extracted from me, it should be strong enough to show up your talent. ]
As it turned out, the so-called qualified people were the descendants of the Saint Sem Family who possessed the talent of Spirit Body.
The Bloodline Bottle wasn't specifically found by Feng. Instead, it was extracted from Queen Rowling's body.
No wonder Angor felt that the blood inside the bottle was a perfect match for Sam's blood. It turned out that they were of the same origin.
Now it seemed that the bottle was even more useless to Angor. Only young Sam could use it.
Little Sam had also finished reading the parchment, but he was still a little confused. Queen Rowling had extracted her own bloodline to help her descendants become wizards. She had even prepared a witch's soup that could increase the power of the will of her descendants.
The parchment also recorded how to travel to Fey Continent and how to find a supernatural organization.
Queen Rowling had clearly arranged for Little Sam's life.
Young Sam looked at Angor in confusion. "Mister Padt, Queen Rowling left this to me. W-what should I do?"
"Do you want to become a wizard?" Angor looked at Sam.
Young Sam nodded without hesitation. "Yes, I do."
"Then why are you still hesitating?"
"But Queen Rowling wants me to become a wizard and protect the Saint Sem Family," Young Sam said. But I'm only a slave now. "
As Sam spoke, he lowered his head with a trace of hatred and grief in his eyes.
He was proud that he was born in Saint Sam Family, but he also hated the Silver Heron Family who took over Saint Sam City.
The Silver Heron Family was also a descendant of Saint Sam Family. They used to be a branch family, but now they were the main family. Young Sam used to be the main family, but now he was the only one left, and he was a slave. And it was the Silver Heron Family that caused this.
If he really became a wizard, would he have to protect the Silver Heron Family who destroyed his family?
Angor didn't know the details of Saint Sam Family, but he quickly understood what was going on.
"Protecting the family doesn't mean you have to be responsible for every member of the family," Angor said. "As long as you're alive, or your children can carry on their bloodline, you'll still protect Saint Sam Family. After all, you're a member of the family. "
Young Sam was still hesitating when he heard Angor's words. Angor's words made sense.
As long as he was alive, Saint Sam Family would continue to exist. He was a member of the family. He didn't have to protect the Silver Heron Family.
"But what if I destroy the Silver Heron Family in the future?"
"Don't think too far ahead. There are supernaturals in the Silver Heron Royal Family." Angor patted Sam's shoulder and signaled him to focus on the present instead of thinking about the future.
"Do you have a choice now?"
Young Sam didn't hesitate this time. "I want to become a wizard."
He still wanted to repay Mister Padt. However, he didn't have to give Mister Padt something that was useless to him. If he became a wizard in the future, he would have a better way to repay Mister Padt's kindness.
Angor looked at Young Sam's determined expression. "Don't think you can become a talent just because you drank the Witch's Soup. Talents need 10 points of spiritual power, while mortals usually have between 1 and 9 points. If you can't reach 7 points, you won't become a talent even if you drink the Witch's Soup. "
Young Sam didn't expect this. He was full of confidence, but now he felt uneasy again. "Then my spiritual power is …"
"You need to test it."
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