"Don't you think it's inappropriate to just leave them here?" Lady Merlo approached him and asked in a low voice.
After this group of talents arrived at the tavern, they obviously hadn't completely recovered from their shock. They still had lingering fears and basically just sat in front of the table in a daze.
The tavern wasn't open for business today, but the door couldn't stop people from looking at them. Lady Merlot was worried that once the guards patrolled over and discovered them, there would be another wave.
"It's fine. Don't worry, it'll be fine."
Angor didn't think it was a big deal even if the guards noticed them. They wouldn't dare to do anything here, would they? And even if they did, Angor wasn't afraid.
However, this was Old Potter's territory after all, and Brute Cavern had placed a spy here. Even if the spy was not important, he would still try his best not to expose it.
His "Mind Monkey" was already shouting fearlessly, but Angor still held onto the reins of his "Mind Monkey" tightly.
And this "rein" was an illusion.
Angor set up an illusion outside the tavern, which would affect anyone who entered the range of the illusion.
This was one of Angor's precautionary measures.
After setting up the illusion, Angor asked Lady Merlo to go find Old Potter while he stayed in the front hall to have a casual chat with Dorcas.
He didn't limit the topic, but he still brought up the changes in Goman Kingdom from time to time, hoping to find out more about Dorcas.
Although Dorcas did not explicitly state that he wanted to get involved in the changes in the Goman Kingdom, his previous actions seemed to signal that he wanted to get involved.
It wasn't a big deal. Wandering wizards were also known as free wizards. They had no restrictions and could do whatever they wanted. But Angor was curious. How deep was Dorcas going to go, and what did he want?
Dorcas didn't pay attention to Angor's probing. He only responded to Angor occasionally, but most of the time, he was looking around.
"What are you looking for? The crowned parrot? "
Dorcas nodded quickly. "I've been recalling all the curses I heard on my way here. I've already come up with many wonderful phrases. I have to use them to teach that bastard parrot a lesson. Otherwise, I won't be happy."
Besides, Dorcas already told Angor to observe his performance on the way. If he said it, he would definitely do it.
They were all here, but the crowned parrot was nowhere to be seen.
This was why Dorcas didn't pay attention to their conversation.
Dorcas saw that the crowned parrot was not here, and he really wanted to express his thoughts. He turned to Angor and said, "How about you take a look at my curses?"
Angor declined with a smile. "It's all about improvisation. I don't think I'll be able to use it."
"That's true, but … sigh. You think I want to talk? I want to break its neck." Dorcas was mumbling to himself, but it was also for Angor's ears.
If it weren't for Angor's intentional interference, Dorcas would have taken out the parrot directly.
"Personally, I think it's more satisfying to get back at whichever domain you're defeated in."
What kind of sense of accomplishment was that? Dorcas cursed in his mind. If that damned parrot was attacking Angor instead of him, Angor would have done the same.
"Also, didn't you say that the crowned parrot might have once been a follower of a knowledgeable Magus? Maybe it was a summon of some big shot. Aren't you afraid of being targeted by someone important? "
Dorcas took a sip of his wine to drown his frustration.
If it was someone important, he or she would have already died. Or maybe the bird got so annoyed that he or she canceled the contract. Otherwise, how did that Abelle girl sign the contract?
Although this was what he thought, Dorcas didn't say it out loud. Since that damned parrot was not here, he did not want to talk about it anymore. The more he talked, the angrier he got.
"Let's talk about something else." Dorcas changed the topic. "I know what you mean. But I don't think you need to test me on what to do."
"What do you mean?"
"Wandering wizards always go with the flow, unlike you people who belong to an organization. You always look at the big picture or the overall benefit. Don't you think it's troublesome?"
Angor didn't say anything.
Dorcas continued, "Of course, people like you will definitely gain the most in the end, but I am a wandering Magus, and all I see are the benefits in front of me. Moreover, I don't necessarily have to take the benefits in front of me. Whatever thoughts I have in mind a second ago, they can change in the next second. For example, I was at the sandworm market yesterday. Who would have thought that I would come to Princess' Town with a famous extradimensional wizard? "
Dorcas winked at Angor. "So, don't test me, and don't worry about me. If I really want to do it, there's a limit to what I can do. Besides, after you and I return to the Sandworm Bazaar, we might not return to the Goman Kingdom again. There are all kinds of possibilities.
Angor chuckled. Dorcas' words were complicated, but they could be summarized in one sentence: I'm just a nobody. Don't worry about me. I can't affect the big picture. At most, I'll leave after getting some benefits. I won't get involved.
Of course, Angor knew that Dorcas couldn't affect the big picture. But he was curious about why Dorcas suddenly wanted to get involved. Did he find something useful in Princess' Castle?
However, Dorcas clearly didn't want to tell Angor the details.
Angor considered for a moment and decided not to ask.
He was thinking about the same thing as Dorcas. He only saw the immediate benefits and didn't want to consider the long-term benefits. However, he was different from Dorcas in that he had so many "immediate benefits" that he didn't even have time to digest them. Green runes, spatial knowledge, mysterious alchemy, authority in the Dream Wilderness, elemental companions in the Tidal Realm, and so on … If he thought about it carefully, even if Dorcas discovered any tangible benefits in the Princess' castle, it didn't seem like much.
So, there was no need to look into it. As for the long-term benefits … he already told Old Potter to contact Mister Rein in the dream wasteland. He had other people to consider.
After giving up on probing, Angor and Dorcas began to chat casually.
Of course, there was a limit to their casual conversation. They couldn't just talk about the wizarding world or gossip about other wizards in the front hall. It wasn't just about the number of people in the hall. "Communication" also required the right place and timing. This place, this night, was not suitable for such exchanges of knowledge.
Therefore, the content of their conversation was limited to this small Princess' Town.
Finally, Dorcas picked a topic and began to comment on the talents in Brute Cavern in his own way.
Dorcas commented one after another, and he didn't even try to hide his voice. The talents who were still recovering from their shock were all attracted by his words.
They didn't say it out loud, but they also wanted to know how the wizards thought of them.
Angor wasn't interested in this topic. There weren't many talents in this group. At least, compared to the group of talents he met in Brute Cavern, they were a bit weak.
But since Dorcas had already started talking, Angor didn't plan to interrupt.
Unsurprisingly, Dorcas' comments were all about "weak", "stupid", "impulsive", and so on.
Everyone who was criticized by Dorcas didn't look happy.
The only one who didn't give Dorcas a negative comment was Amesa. However, Dorcas didn't say much about Amesa. "She looks like a witch, but she's too stubborn. She'll break easily. Also, she deserves to be punished for not fighting. "
By "not fighting", Dorcas meant that Amesa didn't encourage Angor to fight with him.
Just based on this point alone, it was a little biased due to personal emotions. However, the other comments weren't a problem.
In Angor's opinion, Amesa looked a bit like Nausica, which was why Angor was optimistic about her future. However, Nausica was also too stubborn. Being stubborn wasn't a bad thing, but if one didn't learn to be flexible, he or she would never reach the end of the path.
After commenting on the talents, Dorcas began to talk about those who weren't there.
Sybil's comment wasn't good. She was a proud young lady who didn't know much about worldly affairs. If she wanted to grow up, she would have to go through some harsh reality.
Dorcas, on the other hand, gave a very short evaluation of the two people after Sibyl.
His comment about Glaus was: "interesting".
And Brazier was: "Interesting young man."
As for what was interesting about Glaus, Dorcas didn't go into detail. However, it was rare for two seemingly "positive" evaluations to appear. This caused the other talents sitting at the side to faintly feel indignant.
Angor didn't stop Dorcas from making enemies for the other two. Sometimes, it wasn't a bad thing to be targeted.
However, Dorcas' comment was a little strange. Angor knew what Brazier meant by "interesting". However, Dorcas' comment about the Glorse confused Angor.
At least, Angor couldn't see what was "interesting" about Glaus.
Maybe Dorcas saw something when he snuck into the Princess' Castle that made him think Glaus was interesting?
Angor didn't ask Dorcas. At this moment, Lady Merlo came out from the back hall.
However, Old Potter wasn't behind Lady Merlo. It was Abelle and … Little Tom.
Angor wanted to talk to Lady Merlo, but Dorcas beat him to it.
Dorcas's eyes lit up. He stood up and looked down at Abelle. "Tell me, where is that ugly parrot? Isn't it good at talking? I'm going to talk to it to my heart's content! "
Abelle shivered and backed away.
Lady Merlo couldn't stand it anymore. She walked to Abelle and said, "Mister Redblade, Abelle is a coward. If you have a problem, please sit down."
"Coward? Ha, if she's that timid, why would she let that stupid parrot provoke me? "
Abelle said weakly, "I can't control it …"
Dorcas understood Abelle's situation. He humphed. "Tell me, where is it? Did you release it back to the Origin Realm? "
Abelle shook her head and hesitated. "I don't know where it went."
Dorcas asked further and learned that the crowned parrot also flew out of the tavern after they left. It told Abelle that it wanted to find a quiet place to sleep and would come back during the day.
Abelle couldn't control the parrot, so she had to let it fly away.
"It went out alone?" Dorcas was surprised. The crowned parrot wasn't a powerful summoned creature, but it was still a supernatural creature. This was the Wizard Fair. Those who were after profits wouldn't let go of a lone crowned parrot.
Dorcas narrowed his eyes. "That's a brave one."
That being said, Dorcas had a feeling that the crowned parrot running out on its own was not just a matter of courage.
As a creature that was suspected to have been summoned by a previous summoner, it obviously had a very high understanding of the wizarding world. From its previous performance, it could be seen that this was a creature with a very high IQ and a strong sense of observation. How could a summoned creature like this not know about the dangers of the Wizard Fair?
Even so, it still dared to go out alone. There must be something wrong.
Dorcas calmed down and slowly sat down. There were still a few hours before dawn. If the crowned parrot said it would come back during the day, he could wait.
Both Abelle and Lady Merlo sighed in relief when Dorcas stopped talking. Angor, on the other hand, felt a little disappointed.
He wanted to see the battle between Dorcas and the crowned parrot.
Besides, there were so many talents here. Dorcas was a wizard. If he lost to a crowned parrot in front of ordinary people, wouldn't that be interesting?
Too bad the crowned parrot wasn't here. Angor shook his head. He knew that the crowned parrot had its own secret, but it had nothing to do with him. He would let Abelle worry about it. If Abelle couldn't handle it, he could let the crowned parrot do it for her. It wasn't a bad thing for a weak otaku like Abelle.
Angor looked at Lady Merlo. "Old Potter isn't here?"
Lady Merlo shook her head. "He is. But … I'll let this guy talk to you."
Lady Merlo pointed at Little Tom.
Little Tom was the guard who snuck into the Queen's Castle to seek revenge. When Angor found him in the prison, Angor gave him directions to find Old Potter.
Little Tom didn't have stage fright as he stepped forward and said, "My Lord had me come here to look for Old Potter. I also saw him. However, when I saw him, he only came out in a hurry to see me and asked about my Lord's situation. Before I could say anything to him, he said that it was too late and that he needed to go back and get some sleep. If there was anything he wanted to say, he would have to wait until he woke up.
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