Back in Brute Cavern, he met Lady Merlot. Just as Sailum described, Lady Merlot's every move was elegant and classy. Coupled with his nimble way of doing things, he was like an etiquette teacher in a traditional aristocratic family.
At this time, although Ms. Merlot's face was full of worry, the elegance that emanated from the depths of her heart did not diminish at all.
"Sybil … Glaus …" Lady Merlot was wearing a long black dress. She sat on the edge of her cold, wet stone bed and murmured something with a worried look on her face.
Suddenly, Lady Merlot's gloomy expression changed.
She quickly stood up and looked around in confusion.
There was nothing around her. The cramped space was just as oppressive as usual.
However, she had clearly heard something rustling in the room just now. There was a large magic array outside her cell. There shouldn't be any bugs or rats. What was that noise?
Or was it just her imagination?
While Lady Merlot was wondering, she didn't notice that the outside of her cell had become quiet. Unlike before, she didn't hear the chatter of her cellmates.
It was only when Merlot inadvertently glanced at the prison door from the corner of her eye that she was surprised to discover that the outside of the grated window was already covered with a faint mist.
Was there a fog in the corridor, or was it only her cell that was abnormal?
Out of instinct, Lady Merlot walked to the door and looked outside.
However, before he could take two steps, Merlot stopped. She heard something coming from her cell again. This time, it was very clear. It was a set of footsteps!
Someone was behind her!
Merlot slowly turned his head stiffly. Unsurprisingly, there was an extra person in the cell. He was leaning against the wall not far away.
It was a red-haired, golden-eyed man. Lady Merlot was sure she had never seen him before.
She didn't know who he was or what he wanted. However, someone who could break through the magic array and enter her cell was either a high-ranking official of the Queen's Castle or a formal wizard.
Regardless of which it was, from Merlot's perspective, it would not be a good thing.
However, no matter what he thought, Merlot did not show any signs of cowardice on the surface. Instead, he stretched out his hand gracefully and gestured for the other party to sit down.
The only place to sit in the cell was naturally the stone bed.
"I don't dare to sit on a lady's bed. It's disrespectful." Angor hesitated. "Even if it's a prison bed."
Merlot said indifferently, "Then isn't it rude to reject a lady's invitation?"
Angor chuckled and didn't continue the topic. He used the so-called etiquette because he didn't want Lady Merlo to feel nervous or uncomfortable. But now, it seemed that Ms. Merlot was indeed worthy of Sailum's respect. Even in the face of an unexpected situation, she was still calm.
Since that was the case, there was no harm in speaking frankly.
"That's not a problem. If you really want to talk about it, I think we should do it somewhere else. For example, Old Potter's tavern? "
When Merlot heard Old Potter's name, his pupils shrank slightly. Old Potter had been hiding in Princess' Town for a long time. Almost no one knew that he was related to Brute Cavern. Now that Angor suddenly mentioned it, he must be hinting at something … or threatening something.
"Old Potter's tavern is indeed a good place to talk. But it's a very remote place. How did you find it? " Merlot stared at Angor with glaring eyes as if he was trying to find something from Angor's expression.
"Because I just came out from there not long ago. Well, I saw someone there who called herself your friend. She rushed into the castle to save you, but was chased for hundreds of kilometers. Do you know who I'm talking about? "
Lady Merlot remained silent.
"Abelle," Angor said in a soft voice.
When Ms. Merlot heard Abelle's name, her calm expression finally changed. "… Abelle, how are you?"
"Not bad, I think. And I met a good friend."
He paused and added, "Oh, I almost forgot to introduce myself."
With that, his body began to elongate, and his face quickly changed back to his original appearance.
"Lady Merlot, if you haven't forgotten, we've met before."
Lady Merlot stared at the man in front of her and stuttered, "Mister … Mister Padt?"
Angor smiled. "So Sailum is right. You have a good memory, Lady Merlot."
It sounded like Angor was praising Lady Merlot's memory, but he was actually mentioning Sailum to prove his identity. After all, only those who were related to Sailum would know about such an insignificant apprentice like Sailum.
And Angor was Sailum's best friend. As Sailum's senior sister, how could Merlot not know about this?
"Pardon my rudeness, Mister Padt." After confirming Angor's identity, Lady Merlot quickly displayed her self-restraint.
"Don't worry about it. You did well." Of course, he did not mean it when he said he almost forgot to introduce himself. He was curious about the person who was praised by Sailum, so he put the introduction aside and did a small test that did not really count as a test. As for Ms. Merlot, her performance was indeed as calm as expected.
"I'm here because Abelle and Old Potter asked me to take you away."
Lady Merlot was glad to hear this, but her expression soon turned gloomy. "Mister, please forgive me for pushing my luck. I left Brute Cavern because I accepted a mission to guide people. May I ask if you can take the talents I've found with me? "
"I'm not pushing my luck. That's why I'm here," Angor said.
To any Magus organization, an innate talent was considered a talent. They were likely to become the future pillars of the organization. Angor would never give them up.
After receiving confirmation, Merlot finally heaved a sigh of relief.
"I don't know who you've recruited yet, so I need you to tell me." Angor paused and slowly walked to the door. "Please follow me."
Merlot did not suspect anything and followed him without hesitation.
The iron door that was covered with magic arrays seemed to be transparent at this time, and it could not stop their movements at all. They directly passed through the closed door and appeared in the corridor.
Lady Merlot finally realized that the mist she saw did not cover the corridor. It only surrounded Angor … and now it also included her.
"Is this some kind of concealment illusion?" Lady Merlot wondered.
Angor moved forward, and Lady Merlot quickly followed.
When they reached the corridor, Lady Merlot finally heard the chatter of her fellow prisoners.
Most of these cellmates were like her, captured by the Empress using all kinds of despicable schemes. Lady Merlot didn't talk to them much these days, but she didn't think they did anything wrong. Some of them were quite friendly to her.
Merlot listened to the familiar nagging of his cellmate and sighed in his heart.
She really wanted Angor to save them as well, but she knew it would be rude to ask for too much.
I hope you can hold on for a few more days. Once I'm out, I'll tell your organization to come and save you.
As for the wandering wizards, Lady Merlot would go to the Cross Union to tell them. But she didn't think anyone would come to save them. After all, most wandering adepts couldn't even take care of themselves. How could they spare the effort to take care of others?
"How have you been these days?" Angor asked casually.
"I'm fine apart from a lot of stress and worrying about the talents I recruited." Lady Merlot paused. "The guards on this floor are two gargoyles. They won't come here normally. You don't have to suffer here. But there's no one to bring you food. "
Lady Merlot was already a top-level apprentice, so she didn't mind going without food for months.
"So the fourth floor isn't too bad," said Angor as he compared the first few floors.
Merlot said, "Sir, do you mean that the people in the first three levels of the prison are not doing well?"
"To be exact, there are only two levels of cells. You can go and see for yourself if you want. "
According to the fat guard on the second floor, most of the talents brought by Lady Merlot were on the second floor. Compared to the third and fourth floors, the second floor wasn't doing so well.
Lady Merlot understood what Angor was implying, and her expression turned gloomy.
They arrived at the mechanism corridor. The card was still plugged into the energy pipe, which allowed them to move freely.
The two gargoyles were waiting for them outside.
Again, he used the same method as before. Using Elmi, he easily evaded detection.
They reached the third floor.
They began to move slower. Lady Merlot needed to check the cells one by one to see if there were any talents she recruited.
Luckily, the cells here didn't have any forks, so they could move forward while searching.
Most of the prisoners on the third floor were supernaturals. Most of them were level-1 and level-2 apprentices. They all looked weak, but they didn't look like they were tortured.
This made Merlot secretly look forward to it, hoping that the talent she brought would be the same.
However, they didn't see any talents on the third floor.
This meant all the talents Lady Merlot recruited were on the second floor.
It made sense. Most of the prisoners on the second floor were mortals. Talents might have talents, but they hadn't used them yet.
After going around the guards on the third floor, they finally reached the second floor.
When they reached the second floor, they heard a commotion before they even started to search for the person.
From the discussions in the surrounding prisons, they learned that the fat guard on the second floor had suddenly collapsed to the ground during his patrol. No one knew if he had died suddenly.
Angor quickly contacted Dorcas through their Spirit Bond.
The fat guard was hit by his nightmare illusion, but Angor didn't do anything. It was impossible for the fat guard to fall to the ground because of this. The only person who could do something like this was probably Dorcas.
As expected, Dorcas gave a firm reply. He had already come out of the castle and was currently in the second level of the prison. "I did it. I gave that fat pig a Staggering Blow."
Dorcas also explained that he came to the prison to save a wandering apprentice. On his way here, he saw the fat guard blackmailing a wandering apprentice.
The apprentice who was blackmailed once went to Dorcas' Cross Bar, so Dorcas recognized him.
Even if the man wasn't a friend, he was still a guest of Dorcas' bar. How could Dorcas allow the fat guard to attack his guest with a mace?
That was why he hit the apprentice in the back.
"Don't mind that fat pig. Without the guard, I'll let him go later."
After exchanging some more information with Dorcas, they stopped talking. Dorcas was also on the second floor. If they kept going, they would meet him sooner or later.
"Let's —" Angor turned around and tried to tell Lady Merlo to continue, but she was no longer there.
Upon closer inspection, he discovered that Madam Merlot was outside a prison, conversing with the people inside.
"So we found our first talent," Angor muttered and walked to the cell.
Angor was a little surprised when he saw the so-called "first talent".
It was the black-haired girl with a cold expression whom Angor noticed earlier.
Back then, when he walked past her cell, he suddenly had an idea. He didn't expect the girl to be a talent recruited by Lady Merlot.
Also, judging from Lady Merlot's gentle tone, Angor could tell that they were more than just a guide and a talent.
Perhaps it was someone he was familiar with, or a relative?
Lady Merlot didn't have the time to talk. She walked to Angor and said, "Sir, her name is Cybil. She's a talent I recruited."
"I used to be her etiquette teacher for a while." Madam Merlo saw the confusion in Angor's eyes and quickly explained, "I was her etiquette teacher for a while.
Angor nodded. So Lady Merlot was someone he knew.
Without hesitation, he waved a hand and opened the door to Cybil's cell.
Sybil had heard Madam Merlot's voice before, but she didn't see where she was. It wasn't until the cell door opened and a fog wrapped around her that Sybil saw Madam Merlot.
Cybil's expression changed when she saw Lady Merlot. Her cold expression was replaced by a bright smile.
However, when she saw that there was an unfamiliar man beside Ms. Merlot, Sibyl's bright smile immediately disappeared.
"My dear Miss Apathy, you've improved your face-changing skills again," Lady Merlot joked and introduced Angor to Cybil.
Just like Lady Merlo, Cybil bowed to Angor as a wizard as well.
From the perspective of etiquette, they shared the same origin.
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