As their footsteps faded away, they also disappeared at the end of the hallway.
Angor was still puzzled by the question.
The old man named Rein did not emit any mana ripples, and his aura was calm and peaceful. He looked like a strict, old-school gentleman. However, both the Phantom Servants and Sunders treated him with respect. Clearly, he was not as simple as he looked.
"Mister Padt, would you like something to eat?" Goode dismissed the Phantom Servants and walked to Angor.
"Goode … Butler."
Angor thought Goode's voice was gone. But when he tried to greet Goode, he realized that the old man could still speak, but his voice was as soft as a kitten's meowing.
Angor tried to clear his throat and cleared his throat. However, the volume of his voice was even softer than before.
What's going on?! Angor's eyes widened. He could not speak before, but now his voice was even softer than a kitten's meowing?
"Mister Padt, just keep your voice down. That mister doesn't like to talk loudly. The louder you are, the softer your voice will be, "Goode reminded Angor.
"Is that lord referring to the old man just now?" He lowered his voice and found that the conversation was much more normal. Still, the volume was much lower than usual.
"Yes. Your meal is ready. Mister Padt, would you like to have your meal first? "
While eating, Angor kept asking Goode about Rein's identity.
When Goode told him who the man was, Angor finally realized something. He had read about the man more than once, even though it was his first time meeting him.
Rein Mute, the Silencer!
The real leader of Brute Cavern, and one of the few level-3 wizards in the southern wizardry region who had the potential to become legendary.
Almost every apprentice in Brute Cavern had heard about Mister Rein's legendary deeds. Rein had studied the power of silence to the extreme and almost touched the law of nature. Even the world's consciousness had to keep quiet around him.
He did not need to release any mana to create a large area of silence. No wonder Angor felt strange when he landed on Phantom Island. This mister was here!
Normally, Rein would stay on top of the Cloud Tower. The Cloud Tower was located at the top of the Eternal Tree. No matter where you were in the mirror world, you could see the shadow of the Cloud Tower.
Angor heard that the old man had not left the tower for decades. Why did he suddenly come here?
He was curious, but he knew he was far away from such matters. He was not qualified to know anything about wizards, let alone Sunders and Rein, who were already powerful wizards.
He suppressed his curiosity and decided to get some fresh air outside the manor after finishing his meal. Although Lord Rhine's Silence Domain only lowered his voice, the forced silence made him feel a little depressed.
Although it was very quiet outside the manor, the smell of the plants in the forest and the breeze that blew past his ears made him feel slightly more at ease.
He sat by the brook beside the manor and closed his eyes to meditate.
With Sunders' help, Angor used up all his mana to cast the modified tornado spell. His body was empty now. He did not know why Sunders asked him to stay, but since he had nothing else to do, he decided to use this chance to replenish his mana.
Time slowly passed.
When the day faded away and the curtain of night was lifted, Angor finally stopped meditating.
His mana pool had reached its limit.
He stopped meditating, but he did not leave his mind space. He noticed that his mana pool had completely adapted to the current speed of backflow and would not become unstable again.
It was time for him to build another spirit tunnel.
His spirit model now looked like a sea urchin. From the center of the singularity, there were several spirit channels scattered around. Every mental channel could absorb primal mana. This way, whether it was the efficiency of his meditation or the speed of his mana flow, they both reached the peak.
Angor estimated that he only needed to build a few more spirit channels to expand his mana pool further. When the time came, he would release the improved Tornado, and he shouldn't run out of mana.
As he pondered, he suddenly heard the sounds of animals in the forest, the sound of running water, and the howling wind as if a switch had been switched on in his ears.
Angor looked up and saw a figure flying across Phantom Island toward the top of the Tree of Eternity, which was the Cloud Tower.
"Mister Rein left."
Angor watched the figure disappear into the darkness.
Not long after Rein left, Angor heard Sunders' voice calling him. "Angor, come to the study."
…
Angor received the message and quickly headed to the manor.
On his way, he saw someone approaching him from the other side of the path.
"Someone else?"
Under the soft moonlight, he saw a man wearing a black wizard robe. His face was covered by a hood, but Angor couldn't see his face.
His back was straight, and his steps carried the elegant rhythm of a noble. Coupled with his casual movements, it made his temperament seem arrogant and cold.
Angor felt that the man's appearance, body shape, and temperament all gave him a strange sense of familiarity.
Angor also saw something even more familiar perched on the man's shoulder. It was a gray-feathered seabird wearing an animal skin coat and having a chieftain's plume on its head.
"Toby?" Angor frowned.
The seagull, which was dressed like a primitive man — no, a primitive bird, heard Angor's call. It chirped and flapped its wings in joy as it flew toward Angor.
Angor reached out to catch the bird.
The look, movement, and temperament all belonged to Toby.
Toby kept chirping and flapping its wings. Angor could tell that the bird was asking for a reward.
The man in the black robe came closer. Angor felt even more ridiculous when he looked closer. The man in the black robe had the exact same body shape as him. It almost felt like he was looking at another Angor.
"Good evening, Mister Padt."
The man's voice was cold and arrogant, but Angor was very familiar with the tone. Wasn't this the "cold" Baron Milk he always pretended to be?
"Who are you?" Angor was confused.
The fake "Baron Milk" took off his robe and revealed his real face. Well, it wasn't his real face. He was wearing a long robe with a mask.
The familiar patterned mask helped Angor recognize the man's identity.
"A Phantom Servant?"
"Yes. My number is 233. You may call me by my number, Mister Padt." While speaking, Number 233's body shape and voice began to change.
In front of Angor, Number 233 grew a lot taller in just a few seconds. His voice also changed from "Baron Milk" to a sharper one.
"Were you … imitating me?"
Number 233 nodded. "Mister Toby asked me to pretend to be Mister Padt and take your place in the Sky Tower matches."
"You're going to replace me in the next two days?" Angor asked in disbelief.
Number 233 shook his head. "My special abilities are shapeshifting and imitation. I'm not good at fighting. I fought seventeen matches in the past three days, all by myself, Mister Toby. "
Toby raised his head proudly as he said this. It looked like he was asking for praise.
"Seventeen matches? Did you win all of them? "
Number 233 nodded again. "Yes. Mister Padt has reached Level 14, and he's very famous in the Sky Tower."
"I don't care. Are you hurt, Toby?" Angor put Toby on his hand to check.
"Mister Toby won all the matches in one hit. That's why people like to call you 'One-Hit Man' these days.
Angor frowned after making sure Toby was fine. "One-Hit Man? Wasn't Toby the one who did it? Shouldn't he be called One-Hit Bird? "
Number 233 continued, "I've never heard of One-Hit Bird before. But there are people who call you 'One-Hit Bird Man', though not as popular as One-Hit Man."
Angor led Toby to the manor while Number 233 followed him.
On their way, Number 233 gave Angor a general report about the matches in the past few days.
Angor felt a headache coming on. He killed the champion of Level 13, which made him famous. Of course, he had a negative reputation.
Number 233 didn't do anything in the past three days. He let Toby do all the fighting. Angor's negative reputation got even worse. People said that he relied on a powerful pet to act shamelessly without any real skills.
Someone even checked Angor's past records and found out that Angor's "shameless" methods were not only limited to his pet. He won almost all of his previous matches by relying on his alchemy weapons. In order to exaggerate the power of his alchemy weapons, he ignored the fact that Angor also used spells to help him.
People loved to spread rumors. Angor killed their goddess, so it was inevitable that he would be criticized. As long as he kept a low profile, everything would be fine.
But Toby was not the type to keep a low profile.
Without Angor's help, Toby's first matches were not bloody. However, there were too many fans who wanted to avenge Parasite Queen, and many of them cursed Baron Milk during the confrontation. Under such circumstances, Toby became enraged and killed everyone he saw. He stepped on corpses all the way to Level 14.
And so … Angor's cold and aloof reputation was turned into "softie", "one-hit man", and "shameless man" by Toby in just three days.
"One-hit" was a way to describe Toby's strength, and also a way to slander "Baron Milk".
Of course, Angor's reputation of "killing women without mercy" also spread.
Angor didn't want to argue about it anymore. He already had too many negative reputations. It didn't matter if he took another one.
Number 233 suddenly spoke, "Actually, there are some women who support you, young master."
"Huh?"
"When you fought against Parasite Queen, you showed half of your face. They were all captivated by your handsome face."
Angor didn't know what to say. So his persona became "handsome and perverted foppish"? Then he would rather have a negative reputation.
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