If Angor told Number 233 what he was thinking, Number 233 would probably reply, "Perverted spoiled brat is not enough. Maybe you should add a suffix, such as' second generation spoiled brat '."
Baron Milk's powerful pet and alchemy weapon were not something a level-1 apprentice could have. Therefore, many people believed that Baron Milk must have a very powerful background.
Because of this, no one dared to mess with Baron Milk outside of the arena, even if they hated his guts.
When he reached the door, he suddenly remembered something. "I still have my profile card with me. How can you take my place if the tower doesn't verify it?"
Number 233 took out a profile card from his robe and handed it to Angor. "I was wondering about this at first. I told Mister Baroque that I forgot to bring my profile card, and he didn't ask anything. He even gave me an anonymous profile card. The data from the past few days are all in this card. Next time you go to the Sky Tower, you can go to the management office and transfer the data into your original profile card. "
Angor noticed something else. Baroque didn't ask anything.
"With this lord's ability, he must have seen through your true identity long ago. It's not that he didn't ask anything. He's just trying to save face for the professor. Or maybe he's feeling guilty, "Angor mocked.
Number 233 didn't say anything. He knew Angor was implying something. As a smart servant, he only needed to stay quiet.
"Anyway, thank you for your help these days," Angor thanked Number 233.
"I didn't do anything. Mister Toby is the one who did the hard work."
Toby raised his head proudly and waited for Angor's compliment.
Angor smiled wryly. His reputation might be ruined, but it was not a big deal. Apart from a few people, no one knew who he really was. And those who knew who he was wouldn't gossip about it. Even Saka didn't think that Saka would reveal his identity to the public.
After saying goodbye to Number 233, Angor quickly went to the study on the second floor.
He pushed the door open and saw Sunders sitting in front of the desk with one hand resting on his chin and his eyes closed. When Angor approached, Sunders opened his eyes and spoke in a low and hoarse voice, "You're here."
Angor sat down on one side of the table.
Angor sat down but didn't hear Sunders' voice for a long time. He looked up and saw Sunders lost in his thoughts again.
"Professor?" Angor called softly.
Sunders looked at him with an apologetic look.
Angor was a little hesitant. Should he show some concern to his student?
He asked tentatively, "Teacher, why is Lord Rhine looking for you?"
Sunders was surprised. Sunders smiled when he saw Angor's concerned look. but it's nothing. He just wanted to borrow my Sorcerer's Garden.
"Sorcerer's garden?" Not long ago, Sunders mentioned that someone wanted to use Sunders' Gravity Garden to smuggle living creatures into the garden.
"To smuggle living creatures?" Angor asked.
Sunders nodded. He knew that Angor was a meticulous man who knew what to ask and what to say. Sunders didn't ask Angor to stay away from the conversation.
"You can smuggle living creatures?" Angor frowned. "Are you talking about phantom beasts?"
"There are phantom beasts, but not all of them. Most of them are intelligent beings from other worlds."
"Intelligent beings … from other worlds?" Angor's heart skipped a beat.
"As I said, otherworldly beings who want to enter the wizarding world must go through the proper passage and register their names. Otherwise, if the Supreme Cult's adepts find out, they will go crazy and come after you. "
"However, otherworldly lifeforms that travel through the proper channels are basically all planes that have signed peace agreements with the World of Adepts. Both sides have certain restrictions on each other's worlds. That is why we usually don't go to war with these otherworldly lifeforms that have obtained proof of residence." Sunders paused for a moment before continuing, "However, the study of living creatures has always been a hot topic for wizards. Among them, otherworldly beings are the most valuable. So, they can often be sold at a good price.
"That's why people often say that living creatures are smuggled into the wizarding world."
"The Supreme Cult doesn't care about the smuggling of living creatures?"
"These otherworldly beings all end up dead in the end. It's in line with the ideology of the Supreme Cult, so they don't care. "
It was rare for Sunders to talk about otherworldly beings, so Angor tried to think of a way to change the topic.
But before Angor could think of a way to ask, Sunders cut off the topic.
"You don't have to worry about that yet. Just learn a little about it." Sunders cut to the chase. "I asked you to come because I want to talk to you about your bloodline."
"Bloodline?"
"Just now, Ness wanted to inject a succubus bloodline into you, but you refused. I agree. Not because the bloodline is bad, but because you're a rare Nightmare Form. If you want to implant a bloodline into a monster from the Nightmare Realm, it's best to do so.
"Most of the monsters in the Nightmare Realm can be found in the real world. But the bloodlines of the monsters in the Nightmare Realm contain even more incredible power. Also, most of the bloodlines of the monsters in the Nightmare Realm have strange effects on illusions. "Sunders paused." Some of my spells can't be separated from the bloodlines of the monsters in the Nightmare Realm. Even Flora's Red Reaper has something to do with the bloodline of the Nightmare Realm.
"Of course, it's up to you to choose your bloodline. But I suggest you be careful about it."
"I understand." Angor did not know why Sunders chose to talk about bloodlines at this moment. But since Sunders already mentioned it, Angor decided to be more careful about his choice of bloodline.
"Alright, that's all for now. If you don't have anything else to say, you can go now. "
Angor bowed to Sunders and prepared to leave.
When Angor pushed the door open, Sunders saw the demon falcon on the table. "Flora told me that Lady Mirror likes new things. She saved your life last time. Don't forget to thank her."
…
As expected, Angor saw Butler Goode in the hallway after leaving the study.
"Butler Goode, can I return these clothes after I wash them?" Angor pointed at the clothes he was wearing.
"I don't think you'll mind such things, sir. Besides, these clothes are useless to you. If you don't feel comfortable wearing them, you can just throw them away. "
Angor waved a hand. "It's fine. They're comfortable. I'm just a little embarrassed."
"Then please keep it on, Mister Padt. Looking at you now makes me feel like I'm looking at a young man," Good said. "That's a beautiful memory …"
Seeing that Goode was going to give a long speech, Angor quickly bid farewell and left before Goode could finish his words.
Angor left Phantom Island and boarded a vine bus at Falling Cloud Bus Stop.
Inside the carriage, Angor recalled Sunders' last words while enjoying the chilly night breeze.
Of course, he didn't forget how Mirror Lady saved his life. But when he thought about Mirror Lady's request, he felt troubled. Sunders didn't seem interested in Mirror Lady, and he didn't know what to do. Did he really need to "wear a face" like Sunders said?
Angor couldn't bring himself to do that.
Fortunately, Sunders mentioned that "Lady Mirror likes new gadgets".
Speaking of new things, Angor immediately thought of the music box he had yet to make.
A music box wasn't anything special. But if he could combine beautiful music with a beautiful illusion, it should be something "new", right?
Angor didn't have anything else he could offer. Lady Mirror wouldn't be interested in anything about power. He could only try to find something about entertainment.
While thinking, Angor returned to Apprentice Town.
The town was quiet in the middle of the night. Only the lights of the market in the distance flickered.
Angor didn't go home right away. Instead, he went to the underground market first.
According to Number 233, Angor had drawn a match for tomorrow, which meant he had to fight five matches. He didn't know if anyone else picked him in the pool. He would have to check the bulletin board of the Sky Tower himself.
Apart from checking tomorrow's match, there was something else he needed to do in the underground market. He needed to buy a wizard robe.
His robe was lost by Sunders, so he had to buy a new one in order not to expose his identity.
If he wasn't in a hurry, and he didn't know how to make clothes, he would make an alchemy robe himself.
It was already night outside, but the underground market was still as bright as day.
When Angor arrived at the Sky Tower, it was already past ten at night. There were only a few people in front of the bulletin board.
After checking the bulletin board, Angor saw Baron Milk's name appearing eleven times. The matches started at seven in the morning and continued until seven in the evening. There were no other contestants on the same level. Almost every hour was his match.
Apart from the five matches he drew, there were six other contestants in the pool who drew him. The frequency of matches was strange. Angor guessed that Baroque wanted him to get the points and leave as soon as possible. Angor's guess was correct, but it wasn't because Baroque wanted him to leave. For the higher-ups of the Sky Tower, Angor's "shameless" way of winning his matches did not look good or sell any tickets. They all wanted him to finish his matches as soon as possible.
Angor did some calculations. After these eleven matches, his points would be enough for him to reach Level 15. He also checked his opponent's name. He didn't really care who his opponent was. Since Toby was already on the stage, and Angor's reputation was already bad enough, he decided to let Toby join the fight.
Speaking of bad reputation, Angor didn't have much of an impression when Number 233 told him about it.
He didn't know how bad his reputation was until he experienced it with his own eyes. Angor saw an apprentice who was about to buy a ticket and was hesitating about which match to watch. Someone beside him quickly advised him not to buy "One-Hit Man"'s match. The man then explained, explained, and insulted Baron Milk … The passionate speech made Angor feel that "Baron Milk" was an unforgivable evil person.
The other apprentices also agreed with him. Even some mortals were enraged.
Angor quietly left. If he stayed any longer, he was afraid that he would join the crowd to criticize "Baron Milk".
Not long after he left, a man wearing a white bear costume approached him from afar.
"Tonight is the night of fate," the white bear mumbled. When he reached the bottom of the Sky Tower, he looked around but did not see the person he was looking for. "Ugh … fate can go wrong sometimes. I'm too late."
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