Everyone turned to look at Angor after hearing Dorcas' words.
From their point of view, Dorcas' words seemed to be correct. It could even be said that they had the same thought. Since this Lord Sorcerer was so powerful, why didn't he just kill the princess?
More than one person had the same thought. They just didn't dare to say it out loud. Now that Dorcas spoke up, everyone looked at Angor curiously.
Among them, Sibyl was the most excited.
Sibyl and Ameisa weren't close friends, but as a woman, Sibyl couldn't help but feel angry after witnessing Ameisa's suffering. Why was a princess who killed so many innocent people still alive? Why wasn't she punished?
Sibyl really hoped that Angor would do as Dorcas said and kill the culprit.
Ameisa, on the other hand, was calmer than the others. Unlike Sibyl, Ameisa was born at the bottom of society. What she saw and understood was completely different from Sibyl's. She didn't know why Angor didn't destroy the evil in Ameisa's Castle, but she knew that even powerful people had their own ways to keep them in check. Perhaps Angor was restricted by something, which only allowed him to save people but not hurt them.
As far as she was concerned, she would rather avenge the princess herself than ask Angor to do it himself.
She was still alive, and she was lucky enough to be a talent. She had a chance to enter that strange supernatural world in the future. As long as she could become a part of it, she was confident that she could achieve anything she wanted.
On the other side, Angor, who was under everyone's attention, also sensed the excitement in the air.
Angor understood why they were confused by the restrictions. However, he wasn't responsible for explaining his actions.
Angor couldn't help but give Dorcas a sidelong glance when Dorcas suddenly mentioned him.
Earlier, Dorcas was trying to get Angor to fight the princess through their Spirit Bond. But he didn't say it out loud yet. Now, he was trying to get Angor to fight Princess Alexandria again, and this time, he was using Princess Alexandria as an excuse.
Angor didn't know what Dorcas was trying to do, but he didn't care. "You snuck into Ameisa's Castle before me, and you didn't do anything to her. Why are you asking me? Besides, why do you think Brute Cavern's guide will not do anything after being intercepted? "
There would definitely be a follow-up. Even Ms. Merlot knew that this matter was definitely not over.
However, once it happened, it wouldn't be limited to Princess' Town.
"Also, how do you know that I didn't do anything to the princess? Actually, I really did give her a big gift. Maybe she's feeling worse than death right now. If you don't believe me, why don't you go in and take a look? "
Angor's confident tone made Dorcas feel doubtful.
Killing them was indeed not a high-level way to deal with them. Something that could make a princess feel worse than death would surely make her enemy feel better. For example, many people's eyes lit up when they heard Angor's words.
Dorcas asked doubtfully, "Are you telling the truth?"
Dorcas' subtext was: Why didn't you tell me this when we were in the Spirit Bond?
Angor shrugged. "Of course it's true. You can sneak in again with your stealth ability, can't you? Why don't we go take a look? "
Angor's tone was calm, but Dorcas sensed a hint of temptation in it.
Was Angor trying to persuade him to go to Princess' Castle again? Did Angor leave something else in the castle? Or was he sure that something strange would happen if he went there now?
Dorcas didn't know if he was right or not, but he trusted his own judgment.
"Forget it, I won't go. I believe that your grand gift will make the Empress very uncomfortable." Dorcas was prepared to leave. If persuasion didn't work, then so be it.
"You really don't want to check it out?"
Dorcas was even more convinced by Angor's question. "No, I'm not going."
Seeing Dorcas' refusal, Angor knew that it would be difficult to trick Dorcas into going to Princess' Castle.
Angor's surprise wasn't just a one-time thing. If Dorcas dared to go there, he would definitely be surprised as well.
But there was nothing he could do about it.
It could only be said that the intuition of a Magus was very useful in certain situations.
"Since we're done here, shall we go back now?" Dorcas asked.
"There's no hurry. I don't think Kael has solved the problem yet."
"Didn't you say he could solve it in half a day if he's fast enough?"
"You believe Wizard Leon's words?"
Dorcas: "You …"
Dorcas had a lot of words stuck in his throat, but he didn't know what to say at this moment. He could only calm the depression in his chest and ask, "Is the spatial knowledge that Magus Leon spoke of true or false?"
"I think it's true," Angor replied.
What do you mean by 'guess'? Didn't you just pretend to be Leon?
"If it's true, you must be right about Kael's power, right?"
"I'm not Leon. How should I know? Let's not talk about this. You can go back if you want. I have something to do here. "
Angor looked at Lady Merlo. "Let's go to Old Porter's place."
Lady Merlo nodded and gestured for everyone to leave.
Dorcas looked at Angor's back and considered for a moment before following him. He could return to the Sandworm Market first, but he had yet to make Angor his "friend". Besides, he might have already lost a lot of Angor's affection toward him. It was better for him to keep following Angor around to earn more affection points.
Angor didn't think as much as Dorcas. He was now fully focused on Brazier.
He had been wondering how Brazier was going to move while wearing an iron coffin that was bound from his neck to his ankles.
Both Angor and Lady Merlo were glancing at Blaze from time to time as well.
However, Brazier didn't move right away. He and Glaus waited in the shadows. When most of the people left, they finally moved.
Glaus was dressed in a strange way, but it didn't affect his movement.
Angor nodded in satisfaction when he saw how Brazier moved.
Just as he thought, Brazier only moved in one way — by jumping.
Angor was glad to see Brazier's movement pattern because of the iron rod in the coffin. Brazier did not use the iron rod in the correct way, but every time he jumped, he would run into the rod, and it was a real loss.
Angor, who enjoyed watching the show, was pleased that Brazier was still able to walk away by jumping around in such a situation.
Since he was satisfied with the show, he didn't mind helping Brazier out.
Of course, he didn't help Brazier remove the coffin or the iron rod. Instead, he used an illusion to reduce Brazier's presence.
Even if Brazier jumped around on the street and caused a big commotion, he wouldn't attract anyone's attention.
As for Glaus, since he was walking together with Brazier, he also enjoyed this benefit.
Angor's illusion could fool Lady Merlo, but it couldn't fool Dorcas. Dorcas could already guess what Angor was thinking.
"I didn't know you had such a … bad taste."
Dorcas' voice came from the Spirit Bond that was still intact.
"It's not a bad taste. And why do I feel like you're enjoying it more?"
Angor wasn't joking. They didn't spend much time together, but he already knew that Dorcas was someone who enjoyed watching a show. Earlier, when Dorcas went to the Queen's Castle and watched the whole process through their Spirit Bond, Angor already knew this.
And Dorcas was indeed rendered speechless by the rebuke.
Yes, when he saw Blaze and Glaus' attire, his eyes immediately lit up. Not only did he activate his X-ray vision to observe them, he also couldn't help but have the urge to make a move … If the iron rod coincidentally returned to its original position when he jumped, wouldn't that be more interesting?
Angor didn't know that Dorcas wanted to do it himself. If Dorcas really did that, Angor would definitely condemn him.
But in the end, Dorcas didn't do it.
The main reason was that Angor was here. Dorcas was a talent from Brute Cavern, after all. If Dorcas really did something, Angor would definitely tell him about it, which would probably lower his favorability again. So, Dorcas held back.
"So, why didn't you go back to the market first?" Angor took the opportunity to ask.
Of course, Dorcas wouldn't tell him the real reason. Instead, he spoke in an indignant tone, "Of course it's because I'm not done with that damn parrot yet. I still need to fight it for a hundred rounds!"
"You're still mad at that crowned parrot?"
"No, I'm not. Just watch me!"
Angor didn't know what to say. He still believed that Dorcas couldn't win against that strange parrot in a quarrel. Still, seeing how confident Dorcas was, Angor couldn't wait to see what would happen to Dorcas later.
"I thought you didn't go back to the market because you wanted to investigate the Queen's Castle in secret. Are you sure you don't want to check it out? "
Dorcas narrowed his eyes. "Tell me the truth. Do you have something up your sleeve?"
Angor chuckled. "Of course not. I don't have anything up my sleeve. I just thought you'd like to watch a good show. Maybe you can watch a good show at the Queen's Castle."
"What do you mean?" Unlike Angor's previous words, Dorcas realized that Angor was actually implying something this time.
Angor chuckled. "Nothing. If you don't want to see it, so be it."
Dorcas gave Angor a thoughtful look but didn't say anything in the end. Maybe Angor really did have something up his sleeve. But he was sure that Angor was trying to lure him to the Queen's Castle. There was definitely something fishy going on here.
…
They returned to Old Potter's tavern without any problems.
Of course, it was only the others who were fine. Brazier's head was about to explode.
When they arrived at the tavern and were about to take a rest, Brazier fainted right at the entrance.
Glaus wanted to lift him up, but he couldn't. Besides, the coffin was too heavy for him. He had no choice but to ask the others to help him. But no matter how hard he tried, no one looked at him. It was as if they didn't exist.
While Glaus was still confused, Angor came with Cybil.
Cybil was about to sit down for a drink when she was called by Angor. She didn't know what was going on.
Angor stopped in front of Glaus. Cybil still didn't know what to do. Due to the illusion, she completely ignored Glaus and Brazier's existence.
Angor suddenly pointed at the ground. "You and Glaus, carry Brazier inside."
Cybil looked down and saw that there was nothing here before. But now, there was a pervert and a coffin.
No … two perverts.
Cybil didn't want to complain, but she still recognized them. Judging from their clothes, she could guess why they were wrapped up so tightly.
Cybil didn't dare to disobey Angor's order. She knelt down and helped Glaus lift Brazier up.
While doing so, Cybil mumbled, "Are there no other clothes in the closet?"
Glaus blushed and lowered his head. "Yes, but I'm already wearing the most normal clothes. Brazier was supposed to wear mine, but he gave it to me."
Cybil looked at the unconscious Brazier and said, "So he's the real pervert."
Glaus quickly shook his head. "No, Brazier said I'm one of his five generals in the future, so he gave it to me out of consideration for his subordinates."
Cybil couldn't help but roll her eyes in her mind. Here we go again. That idiot took my stuff and tried to fool me.
"You don't believe him, do you?" Cybil couldn't help but ask.
"Why not?" Confusion appeared on Glas's fair and clean face.
Cybil couldn't tell if Glaus was really stupid or just pretending. She had no choice but to brush him off.
"Even if he doesn't have other clothes, why did he choose such a heavy coffin? Is he an idiot?" Cybil complained.
Why did Brazier choose an iron coffin in the end? Actually, Gloria didn't understand either, but Sybil, who asked this question, could guess … It probably had something to do with the Dark Demon King. In that book, the Dark Demon King wore armor. Could it be that Brazier used the coffin as armor?
Cybil sighed helplessly.
"I'm sorry to have to ask a lady for help," Glaus said.
Hearing this, Sybil frowned. "Don't talk nonsense. Hurry up and move."
She didn't mind Angor asking her to do this at all. She didn't think about the difference between men and women. But Glaus' words made her feel a little uncomfortable.
Compared to Glaus, Angor was more pleasing to the eye. At least the wizard never thought about the difference between men and women.
Angor was already inside the tavern. He didn't know that Cybil was praising him in her mind.
But he didn't care even if he did. The only reason he chose Cybil to help Brazier was that she knew what Brazier and Glaus went through. She also saw how embarrassing they were. With that in mind, he chose Sibyl as his guide.
Of course, Angor only cared about Brazier and Glaus by not letting other people know about their terrible story because he enjoyed watching the show. He didn't mind thinking about their future.
This was probably a way to increase his impression of her in another way.
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