Angor walked out of Elysium with a complicated expression.
Spending 50 magic crystals on the token was one thing. But as an alchemist, he spent 30 on a toy. He would become a laughingstock if his peers found out.
Angor planned to ask Aesop's disciple to reimburse him for the cost. But now, he had no choice but to swallow the loss. He didn't want anyone to know that he spent money on these two items.
The only thing he was glad about was that he never used his real face when he went out.
Angor's mind was still in turmoil. Since he got the item, the next step was to find his target.
He found a hidden place and placed the token on the ground. Next, he placed the black wooden cane in the middle of the token.
"In the starry sky of fate, your image is reflected," Angor chanted while activating the cane.
The reason for this was that the Prophet apprentice who cast the spell on the cane was from the school of "Axis of Stars". According to what the apprentice had said, when using the black wooden short staff, the effect would be increased by a certain degree if he said this sentence.
Angor didn't really believe it. But apart from Dodoro, the chosen one, all the other Prophet apprentices he met would say all kinds of strange things.
Maybe the cane could really enhance the effect of the spell?
So, Angor followed the instructions and uttered the spell in a proper manner.
As soon as he finished speaking, the cane hovered in the air above the token.
One second later, the cane began to move slowly, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. In the end, it tilted slightly and pointed toward the southeast.
Angor put away the token and the cane and began walking toward the southeast.
Every time he walked a long distance, he would use the spell to reorient himself. But each time, he only pointed to the southeast.
When he arrived at the tenth alley, he finally shifted the spell slightly and pointed inside the alley.
Compared to the other alleys on Sandworm Street, the tenth alley was much less crowded. The main reason was that anyone who wanted to enter had to go through a qualification test.
The sandworm statue at the entrance of the tenth alley was the examiner.
There were two ways to do the test. First, prove that you have enough magic crystals or something else.
Or an item of equivalent value is qualified to be traded in this alley. Secondly?
He wanted to prove his strength.
How many magic crystals did the former require?
There was no certainty, and there was also the risk of being targeted. The latter was the easiest way to prove one's strength.
Rank 3 Acolytes and above could enter directly.
Of course, he chose the latter.
He strode towards the sandworm statue.
Soon, he stood in front of the other party.
However?
Before he could release his aura, the statue spoke in a respectful tone, "Sir, the tenth alley welcomes you."
"You know me?" Angor was surprised.
Sandworm statue: "All the statues in the Sandworm Bazaar are actually mine …"
Angor nodded.
Did he reveal the aura of an official Magus in front of the statue at the entrance of the Sandworm Market?
Therefore, there was no need to go through the qualification test.
He was now on the white list.
"You're a Stone Spirit?" Angor looked at the statue curiously.
The sandworm statue: "Yes."
"You're more pleasing to the eye than the noisy and annoying Rock Spirit I know."
Angor left the sandworm statue behind with a puzzled look.
He walked into the tenth alley without hesitation.
Angor was still thinking about the Stone Spirit when he stepped into the alley.
The annoying and noisy Rock Spirit he mentioned before was the Double-Faced Rock Spirit of Silent Hill, Talos. Back then, it was because of Taros's obstruction that he had been blocked by that lunatic Isabella in Silent Hill.
This was why he hated Taros so much. Later, Taros kept praising Angor in all wizard magazines, but that did not stop Angor's anger.
"Next time I go to Silent Hill, I'll get my revenge," Angor muttered in his mind.
Angor cleared his mind and continued walking deeper into the tenth alley.
He had to admit that the shops in the tenth alley were much better than the ones in the other alleys. Almost every shop was protected by a magic array, and some of them even had puppet receptionists at the entrance to welcome the fated ones. Angor didn't ask who the fated ones were.
Rather than aimlessly strolling around the Adept's Market, he was more interested in completing the mission he had come here for.
About five minutes later, Angor arrived at a real alley under the guidance of a guiding spell.
Unlike the fake alleys outside, this one was more like the one in Angor's mind.
It was narrow, dark, damp, and emitted a terrible smell. The smell was not only the smell of garbage, but also mixed with the thick smell of blood. It was obvious that some interesting stories had happened in this alley.
Without hesitation, Angor stepped into the alley.
The alley was long and deep. There were no forks in the road, so Angor walked straight to the end. At the end of the alley, he saw a wall sign that was lit up.
The sign was made of round wood, and there was a line of words carved on it: Cross Tavern.
Angor knew he came to the right place when he saw the word "cross".
When he was about to step into the tavern, someone stopped him. Angor looked up and saw a handsome man with short red hair in a black leather coat.
Angor already saw the man leaning against the tavern door. He didn't look like a waiter, so Angor didn't pay attention to him.
But since the man stopped him, Angor wanted to hear what he had to say.
"The Cross Bar is only open to members. Sir, please leave." A slightly hoarse voice came from the red-haired man's mouth.
"How do you know I'm not a member?" Angor asked.
"We wandering wizards are loose organizations, but that doesn't mean we don't have rules." The man raised an eyebrow. "And those who enter the tavern will not hide their faces. That's the rule of Cross Tavern."
The man paused and stared at Angor with a sharp gaze. "A wizard who uses Shapeshifting came to the gathering place of wandering wizards. What's your intention?"
With that, the red-haired man unleashed an aura that only targeted Angor.
The aura didn't affect Angor, but it was no weaker than his own. In other words, this red-haired man was also an official Magus!
It was rare for an official Wizard to appear among the wandering Wizards. Yet, there was one standing at the entrance of the Cross Bar. An official Wizard would not be so free. It was very likely that he was waiting for him.
"You know I'm coming? You're working with Blissful Parlor? "Angor frowned.
The man spoke in a plain tone, "Where do you think Blissful Parlor's token came from?"
Angor did not care about anything else, but his anger toward Blissful Paradise was growing. It was not because Blissful Paradise was in cahoots with the wandering wizards. It was because Blissful Paradise had cheated him out of 80 magic crystals!
He already hated Blissful Paradise for some of their inhumane "entertainment" programs. Now, he blacklisted the place in his mind.
The man saw Angor staying silent. He didn't want to become an enemy of a wizard, so he softened his tone. "Wandering wizards don't live well. Sir, please leave."
Angor didn't leave. Instead, he mumbled to himself, "There shouldn't be many wandering wizards in the market, right?"
The man didn't answer. Instead, he gave Angor a cautious look.
"I'm guessing you don't have many wizards. I believe you're at least part of the management of Cross Tavern."
The red-haired man: "So what?"
"That's great. I'm here to talk to your management as well."
Angor wasn't here to enter Cross Tavern. He was here to find someone. There were only two ways to find someone. The first was to find Aesop's disciple, but there were so many wandering wizards in the market that it would take a long time. The second was to find the management of the wandering wizards in the market. They must know something about Aesop's disciple.
Aesop was someone who stood at the top of the pyramid of wandering wizards. How could his disciple not be noticed?
The man didn't see Angor as hostile. He thought about it and didn't want to offend Angor too much. "What business do you have here?"
"I want to see Mister Aesop's disciple, Khael."
As soon as the red-haired man heard Kael's name, he immediately raised his guard. Kael used to be a member of a sorcerer's organization, but he defected for some reason. Because of this, he had many enemies. If they couldn't kill Aesop, they would probably turn their attention to Aesop's disciple.
However, the man was still confused. Aesop's disciple always acted in secret. Apart from a few people, no one knew that he was in the market. How did Angor know?
The red-haired man didn't say anything, but the aura on his body had almost materialized. The atmosphere had already begun to move towards a state of mutual hostility.
Angor wasn't stupid. It didn't take him long to figure out what was going on.
"How do you think I knew that Kael would be here?" Roland asked.
The man didn't answer.
"Mister Aesop told me, of course."
He did not tell Angor "personally", but Tree Spirit's retelling was not far from the truth.
The man still didn't believe him.
Angor raised an eyebrow. "You're a wizard. Can't you tell if I'm telling the truth?"
The man's handsome face blushed slightly. "I didn't use Truth Detection. Besides, you're a wizard. You must have a lot of tricks up your sleeves if you want to fool a Truth Detection."
Angor grumbled. "I can fool the spell. But do you see any energy ripples on me?"
The man didn't know what to say. Angor didn't release any energy ripples when he spoke.
The red-haired man: "I …"
He didn't bother to use Truth Check again. Instead, he took out the letter written by Aesop.
"Don't open it. Look at the cover." Angor tossed the letter to the man.
The man caught the letter and saw a line of familiar handwriting on it. It listed Khael's current location, and it was clearly written at the bottom that the letter was from Khael.
The man also sensed the unique energy of a space rune at the corner of the letter. It was Aesop's signature. No one could imitate it. No one dared to do so.
Without a doubt, Aesop wrote the letter recently, and the recipient was Khael, Aesop's disciple.
"See? If you don't believe me, you can open the letter. But you'll have to take responsibility for whatever secrets you find. I won't read it anyway. " As he spoke, he took out a camera and prepared to record the process of the red-haired man opening the letter.
The man watched Angor's smooth movements and didn't know what to say.
"Open it?" Angor raised an eyebrow.
The man sighed and handed the letter back to Angor. "Please forgive me for my carelessness, mister."
"My name is Dorcas." The man folded his arms and bowed.
"Red-haired Dorcas. Ah, so you're the former eldest son of the Santa Cruz Family."
"I left the Santa Cruz Family long ago. They have nothing to do with me," Dorcas answered calmly.
Angor knew that already, but he didn't say it out loud.
Since Dorcas introduced himself, Angor had to do the same. "You can call me Leon."
Dorcas' eyes flickered. "You can call me so-and-so." In the wizarding world, there was a high chance of someone using a fake name.
Besides, there wasn't a famous wizard named Leon in the southern wizarding region, so Dorcas must be using a fake name.
Dorcas wasn't happy about it, but he had to accept the fact that Leon was using a shapeshifting spell and a fake name.
"Mister Aesop's letter is real, and I believe you mean no harm, Mister Leon." He paused and continued, "Khael is at the Sandworm Bazaar. I can take you to him, mister."
Dorcas could tell Angor Khael's location directly, but he had to be careful. It was safer to go with Leon. If there was a conflict, Dorcas could protect Khael.
Angor didn't object. Finding Kael was his priority, and everything else could wait.
Dorcas raised a hand and asked Angor to follow him.
Dorcas didn't enter the Cross Bar, which meant Khael wasn't there. Angor was glad that he ran into Dorcas first.
Dorcas didn't say anything along the way, and Angor was glad to have some free time.
Soon, they left the tenth lane of the Sandworm Street and went back the way they came. They arrived at the entrance of the street and climbed the stairs that led to the outside world.
Angor expected Khael to be on one of the streets of the Sandworm Bazaar.
To Angor's surprise, Dorcas didn't go inside the bazaar. Instead, he walked outside.
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