Prome was planning to build a good relationship with Angor, so he basically answered all of Angor's questions as long as he could. Even if the questions involved some secret techniques, he would subtly point out the key points.
By the time Dave came back, Angor already had a basic understanding of the art of synthesis.
Angor took the ticket from Dave and prepared to leave. Before leaving, Angor spoke to Dave, "I'm going to make some weapons in the next few days to get some money for the Wizard Fair. Do you want to come?"
Angor made it clear that he only wanted to make money this time, so he would not have a detailed alchemy plan.
Dave considered. "Sure. But I have to guard the shop during the day. I'll come at night."
After leaving Prome's Alchemy Shop, Angor did not go straight home. Instead, he headed to the Cave Field.
In order to reach the top of Sky Tower and not to expose his name, Angor did not contact Sailum and Nausica while he was climbing the tower. Now that the challenge was over, he had some free time. Angor wanted to say hi to them and tell them about Twilight Well while he was at it.
He mentioned that he was going to take them to the underground market, but for various reasons, they did not go. In the end, they had to find the place themselves. Therefore, he decided to use Twilight Well to make up for his regret from the last time.
However, Angor believed that since he did not know about Twilight Well, his peers should not know about it either. Little did he know that he was the most special one. He was still a level-1 apprentice, but he was already living the life of an old wizard.
Angor entered the cave and felt the damp, dry air. He saw several gatehouses with their doors wide open. Most of the apprentices inside were bare-chested. They did not look like supernaturals at all. Instead, they looked more like laborers working at the docks.
The weather in the mirror world was pleasant all year round, but there were still some differences between seasons.
It was the Month of Soothing Breath (July). The outside world was still cool, but the cave was damp and stuffy. Staying in such an environment for a long time would make one's bones sour.
"They should have some savings if they work a little harder, right? I need to persuade them to leave this place as soon as possible, "Angor thought to himself.
However, when he arrived at his destination, he saw that the gate was closed. Neither Sailum nor Nausica was home.
"Is he still on a quest?" He had no choice but to go back.
When he returned to the Crypt Field, he bumped into Fosah and Laffitte, who were on their way back.
He asked them about Sailum and Nausica, but neither of them knew anything about them. Laffitte considered for a moment. "Maybe you can ask Orlando? Orlando also has a good relationship with them. "
Sailum did mention Orlando many times. Even the news about Hookdick's poor talent came from Orlando.
Since he was already at the Cave Field, he didn't mind going further. He might as well go back and take a look at Orlando.
Fosah offered to lead the way, but Angor turned him down without hesitation. Sailum had taken him to Orlando's room when he was looking for Baluba, so he remembered the way.
After turning left and right, they walked for about a quarter of an hour. Angor stopped in front of a door.
The door was slightly ajar. Candlelight came from inside. Angor closed his eyes and heard someone's breathing. But it sounded a little rushed, as if someone had just finished a strenuous exercise.
Angor immediately thought of something he couldn't describe.
The hand that was knocking on the door also stopped in mid-air.
Would it be inappropriate for him to knock on someone's door like this? He wondered if he should use his spirit feelers to check the situation.
At this moment, a murmur came from inside the door. "Roffig, it's not enough, I still want to eat …"
Roffig? A mustached man appeared in his mind. He was Orlando's best friend. But he remembered that Sailum once said that Roffey was sent to the world outside the mirror. Why did he come back?
Since Roffig was inside, Angor didn't think there was anything he couldn't tell, so he knocked on the door without hesitation.
Angor knocked for a while, but there was no answer.
He reached out his spirit feelers and peeked into the door. Orlando was alone in the room, snoring on his bed while chewing. It seemed he was dreaming about food.
"Um … this roast lamb is so good. Roffig … I need more." Orlando's mouth moved again while he took a deep breath through his nose. It seemed he was sniffing the aroma of the lamb.
Angor didn't know what to say. He thought something strange was going on. Since when did his mind become so dirty? He needed to do some self-reflection.
Since Orlando was sleeping, Angor didn't want to disturb him.
Angor reached out his Hand of Spell and took out a greasy sock that had turned yellow.
"Tsk tsk tsk. What a nice young man. Look at you. You must have aged this for at least a month, right? "Angor was still in the mood to complain since he was using Hand of Spell.
Through the door, Angor controlled the Hand of Spell to place the stinky sock in front of Orlando's nose.
Orlando was still sniffing the 'roasted lamb' in his dream. Suddenly, a mysterious smell crawled into his nostrils and stimulated his olfactory sensors, sending the mysterious information into his brain through the nerve signals.
His beautiful dream had turned into a nightmare at this moment.
Orlando shuddered. His closed eyeballs began to move around.
Angor quickly stuffed the sock back into his boots.
In the next second, Orlando sat up abruptly from the bed and kept gasping for air. He was like a fish that was about to suffocate after staying on land for too long and had finally returned to the water. He frantically opened his mouth to breathe and dissolve the oxygen in the water.
For a second, Angor wondered if he was being too mean. Why did he use chemical weapons before even meeting Orlando?
When Orlando calmed down a little, Angor knocked on the door as if nothing had happened.
Orlando looked in the direction of the door in a daze, with a trace of red tears in the corner of his eyes. "Please come in."
"Good afternoon. Sorry to disturb you." Angor pushed the door open and was surprised to see Orlando's face. "Huh?"
What's wrong? This was what Angor wanted to say, but he didn't say it out loud since he wasn't familiar with Orlando.
Orlando rubbed his nose and looked at Angor in confusion. "Oh, it's you, Angor. What are you doing here? "
Angor put away his unnecessary expression and smiled. "I'm here to ask you something. Do you know where Sailum and Nausica went? I went to look for them and didn't find them. I'm worried, so I came to ask you. "
Orlando was still rubbing his nose, which was already red. He replied in a muffled voice, "You're talking about them? I think they went out for a mission. I haven't seen them for days. But Nausica still goes to the underground market regularly, but I don't know why. "
Angor's answer was similar to his own guess.
"Thank you. I won't disturb you any longer. Please go back to your rest." Angor didn't realize that he was the one who woke Orlando up.
"Wait. What do you want from Nausica?"
He then told Orlando about the auction in Twilight Well. "You're going to watch the mid-year auction too?" Orlando asked excitedly. I'm going too! It's a big event. But I heard the seats are really expensive. I guess I can only watch from the big screen outside the hall. "
"That's fine. I'm not really going to the auction anyway. I'm just going to see my best friend. You know what? Roffig! Roffig's a great cook, and he's very reliable … "
Orlando never stopped talking. Angor couldn't even get a word in between, especially when Orlando took over the topic.
Orlando was so excited that he didn't even care who Angor was talking to. As long as he could hear Angor's voice, he didn't care.
Angor remembered Sailum telling him that Orlando often came to harass them in tears after being separated from Roffig. Even Hookdick wasn't spared. Orlando even asked for Angor's address, but Sailum refused, which saved Angor's life.
Angor managed to escape from the "separation of his best friend", but he did not escape from the "reunion of his best friend".
He regretted answering Orlando's question. He could have just turned around and left.
When he left Orlando's place, he felt a lot more relaxed. A hundred crows cawed at Angor, which was probably better than talking to Orlando. At least the crows wouldn't ask him to answer. Orlando, on the other hand, kept asking questions like, "Is Roffig a great cook? Is he a good person? What do you think? What's so good about him? What's so bad about him? " Angor had to listen to Orlando's words. If he casually brushed it off, Orlando would repeat it again. You must remember it.
Still, it wasn't a bad thing. At least he was closer to Orlando now, and he wasn't as estranged as before.
No wonder other people avoided Orlando, but they didn't seem to be on bad terms. This guy's self-familiarity and thick skin were simply incredible. He gave off a feeling that made you want to hit him, but you didn't know where to start.
Angor didn't know Roffig well, but he respected the man a lot. To be able to become close friends with Orlando, there should be something extraordinary about him. At the very least, his patience and tolerance were not something that ordinary people could compare to.
…
Angor went to the underground market again. His target was Sky Tower. He thought he wouldn't come to Sky Tower for a long time, but he came again after a week. This time, however, he was no longer the infamous Baron Milk. Instead, he came to Sky Tower as a spectator.
Of course, he came to Sky Tower to find out how Nausica's matches were going.
To his surprise, the first floor of Sky Tower was packed with people. They weren't spectators, but contestants. There was no place for them to stand, so they all went to the main hall to wait.
Noisy shouts, low murmurs, and angry shouts filled the hall. The entire hall was even more chaotic than a wet market.
"The news about the purification garden really is a bomb. So many apprentices were hiding in the water …" Angor exclaimed as he tried to squeeze his way through the crowd.
It took him a while to reach a worker.
He wanted to ask her about Nausica, but the worker was too busy to talk to him.
In the end, Angor was pushed out of the hall again.
Angor stood outside the gate and sighed. Forget it. The news just came out today, and it's still a busy day. I'll come again in a few days when there are fewer people around.
When Angor was about to leave, he heard a familiar voice.
"Fate led us to each other."
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