Angor quickly scanned the area with his Dream Gate.
Old Potter was still in the dream wasteland. However, he wasn't with Iron Granny anymore. Instead, he was wandering around the new city alone.
It seemed Angor underestimated how attractive the dream wasteland was to an apprentice who had left his home for years.
"I see." Angor nodded to Lady Merlo. "Old Potter is sleeping. Let him sleep for a while."
"But …" Lady Merlo frowned.
"Don't worry about it. Old Potter has done everything he can. It doesn't matter if we meet him or not. "
Old Potter's greatest role was to gather all the information he had seen and heard in Princess' Town and bring it to Sir Rhine. Old Potter had obviously completed this task. As for what happened in Princess' Castle, Angor would find a time to report it to Rein or Iron Granny.
"You'll understand when you get back to Brute Cavern," Angor tried to comfort Merlo, "You'll understand when you get back. Now, if you're not busy, you can take little Tom to do a talent test. "
Ms. Merlot hesitated for a moment before nodding. She said, "Okay," and prepared to take Little Tom to the quiet room.
Before leaving, Ms. Merlot did not forget to take Abelle with her. She said that she wanted Abelle to help set up the props for the talent test. But in fact, she was worried that Dorcas would kill Abelle if she stayed.
After they left, Dorcas looked up and asked in a curious tone, "What do you mean? She'll understand when she gets back to Brute Cavern?"
Dorcas listened to Angor's conversation and still felt that Angor's words made no sense. As a wizard with a strong sense of intuition, Dorcas believed that there was more to this than met the eye.
"It's about Brute Cavern, of course. You're a freelance wizard. Are you planning to join a wizard organization?" Angor shrugged.
Dorcas said disdainfully, "It's not like I don't know the tricks of the Magus organizations."
Brute Cavern is different. "Angor shook his head." That's what other organizations do. "
"What's different?" Dorcas narrowed his eyes.
"I'll take care of Brute Cavern."
Dorcas: "…" Are you telling a lame joke?
Looking at Dorcas' shocked and speechless expression, Angor knew that Dorcas did not take the answer seriously. Angor did not mind. He did say that on purpose anyway. It would be strange if Dorcas really took it seriously.
"Don't look at me like that. Am I not telling you the answer?"
Dorcas took a deep breath and suppressed his ridicule, "Of course it's true. The other Magus organizations naturally don't have you. If they did, then wouldn't you have become their spy?"
"I just can't believe that you would suddenly say such an answer. It seems like as a 'friend', I need to have a deeper understanding of your character. "
"What kind of answer do you want to hear? If Brute Cavern really has something different from other organizations, do you think I'll tell anyone about it? "
Dorcas agreed with Angor's explanation, but it did make sense.
Besides, Angor's question also answered Dorcas' question.
"So there really is a secret about what you said to Miss Merlo," Dorcas said. According to what Angor said, if there really was a secret, Dorcas would never tell anyone about it. And Angor did not say anything at all.
Angor only smiled.
Dorcas continued to analyze, "However, this secret shouldn't be a very confidential secret. You actually don't mind being known. Otherwise, you wouldn't have told Ms. Merlot in front of me."
"Now that I think about it, your behavior is a bit strange. Did you say those words on purpose to tempt me into asking about the secret?"
"That doesn't sound right. If you really wanted to tempt me, you would at least throw out the bait and hook. But you didn't say anything."
Dorcas kept answering and denying his own words. Angor, who was sitting across from him, did not say anything.
From Angor's perspective, Dorcas was right. The so-called secret was the existence of the dream wasteland. It was not a very important secret. After all, the witches' tea party would be held soon, and those who needed to know would know about it.
However, Angor did not mean to tempt Dorcas. It was only because the secret itself was not important. Even if other people heard it and became suspicious, Angor would not mind.
If you can guess it, you're good. If you can't, you'll just have to hold on to your curiosity for a few days. When the answer is announced, everything will be over.
Of course, Dorcas would not be able to guess it, unless he went to kidnap Old Potter right now.
Angor simply sat on the side and listened to Dorcas' analysis. Occasionally, he would nod and say something to help Dorcas.
In the end, Dorcas could not keep up with his analysis. How was he supposed to continue when Angor was helping him?
His curiosity did not stop, but Dorcas did not want to keep asking. He simply used Angor's "I'm in Brute Cavern" as an antidote to his itch.
No matter how he looked at it, Dorcas was right.
Angor felt a little bored when Dorcas stopped talking. But soon, the fun came again. This time, however, it had nothing to do with Dorcas. It came from a fair-skinned young man who quietly walked to his side.
"You came to see me, Glorse?"
It was Glorse. He had taken off his strange outfit and changed into a tavern waiter's shirt and overalls. This outfit, combined with his handsome face, made him look quite bright. However, Glorse's expression was not as bright as the sun. His head was lowered, and his face was filled with sadness and bitterness.
Glorse finally looked up when he heard Angor's voice.
"I-I … Sir, I …" Glorse stuttered for a while. "Blaze is fine now. One of the waiters knows medicine, and he's been bandaged."
Angor did not say anything. Dorcas chuckled. "Where?"
Glorse did not know how to answer.
Angor said, "Don't answer him. You came here just to tell me this? You don't need to tell me these trivial things. You can talk to Miss Merlo when she comes back. But I don't think she wants to hear about these boring things. "
He didn't move his eyes away. Instead, he kept looking at Glas.
Even Gloucester could discern that his excellency was talking in a roundabout way about these things. Even so, this man did not look away, which meant he already knew that there was something else he wanted to tell.
These unspoken words were the true purpose of Glas' visit.
Glorse hesitated for two seconds before he made up his mind and slowly began to speak.
In Glorse's opinion, he was using all his strength to tell this story. However, Angor only waved a hand disinterestedly. "That's it?"
Gloros: "Huh?"
"You can talk to Miss Merlo when she comes back." Angor yawned and did not look at Glorse again.
Angor thought Glorse would bring him something interesting. For example, why did Dorcas say "interesting"? Did Glorse say or do something in the princess' room?
But what he didn't expect was that under the careful and solemn expression of the other party, it was just to express an apology —
Everyone was imprisoned because of him. He felt very guilty and wanted to be punished.
Glorse was the princess' name.
Angor was not interested in Glorse's apology. Besides, he believed that Miss Merlo would not care too much about it.
Because it was very clear that if the Empress was really only targeting Glas, she was completely capable of capturing only Glas. Or rather, after capturing everyone, she would only keep Glas in prison and let the others go.
However, the princess did not only capture Glorse but also the other people, including the guide from Brute Cavern.
Glorse was not the only reason.
As far as Angor was concerned, Glaus should apologize. However, he did not have much to do with this incident. If he wanted to repent or apologize, he would have to talk to the other talents or Miss Merlo himself.
Glaus didn't expect Angor to be so uninterested in the game. As the cause of such a serious accident, Glorse believed that he would be held accountable. So, after some consideration, he decided to admit his mistake, hoping to lessen his punishment as well as his self-blame. However, he did not expect such a response.
Because the result was different from what he had imagined, Glas suddenly did not know what he should do, how he should posture, and what kind of expression he should continue with.
Just as he was at a loss for what to do, Dorcas opened his mouth again. "Just let him talk about the reason. He even called the Empress by her real name, so they probably know each other."
Dorcas looked at Angor with a curious expression.
Angor considered and did not argue. He had nothing else to do anyway, so he decided to listen to a story.
However, he did not ask Glorse to speak right away. Instead, he waited for Miss Merlo to come out.
After all, the final handler and reporter of this matter was Ms. Merlot, who was the guide.
A few minutes later, Miss Merlo came out of the soundproof room with Little Tom in tow.
Judging from Abelle's shocked expression, Angor could tell that little Tom was quite a talented student.
Soon, Miss Merlo brought Little Tom to report to Angor.
Lady Merlo looked calm on the surface, but Angor could tell that she was just as agitated as Abelle.
This made him curious. What did Tom see in the test?
…
“30？ Are you sure? "Dorcas looked at Miss Merlo in surprise.
Miss Merlo took a deep breath and nodded. "Yes. According to the test, his spiritual power level reached 30."
When Little Tom touched the Talent Orb, a bright light burst out from his forehead, which was even brighter than the Talent Orb.
This was the first time that she, as the guide, had seen a phenomenon with her own eyes when Lady Merlot tested someone else's talent.
This phenomenon was the thick condensation of spirit energy that Ms. Merlot saw between Little Tom's eyebrows when she opened her spirit vision.
It was Ms. Merlot's first time seeing such a solid condensation of spiritual power. When she faced this condensation, she already felt a faint pressure on the spiritual level.
Little Tom was not an apprentice yet, and he did not turn the object into a spirit tentacle yet. Yet Miss Merlo already felt pressured. She could only imagine how powerful the spirit tentacle would be when it became a real spirit tentacle.
It was also because of little Tom's terrifying talent in mental strength that Dorcas, who had originally been lacking in interest, asked in surprise.
"Apart from the spirit condensed outside Little Tom's forehead, he also saw a plant blooming on the windowsill," Miss Merlo explained.
Blooming plants were a typical sign of Nature Elementalists, so it was not too rare. However, if it was accompanied by a spiritual power level of 30, it would be very strange.
Many level-3 and level-3 wizards did not even have such a level.
Spiritual power level was not a standard for future achievements, but the efficiency of mana flow and inspiration brought by such a high value would allow Little Tom to train much faster than his peers.
Besides, even if he wanted to learn cantrips, Little Tom's high spiritual power level would prevent him from getting backfired. Others might need to test carefully to avoid getting backfired, but Little Tom could use the backfire to correct his mistakes and learn the cantrip as soon as possible.
Angor saw this with his own eyes when he first stepped into the wizarding world.
Back then, Sunders did not take him away yet. He was still following Mara on The Redbud, preparing to go to White Coral Floating Island Academy.
Back on The Redbud, he saw with his own eyes that a talent named Easley learned the Light Distortion cantrip in half a month. Half a month ago, Easley was just an ordinary man.
Easley's spiritual power level was 23. Even Sunders gasped in surprise when he heard about the number.
Now, someone with a higher spiritual power level than Easley had shown up.
So far, 30 was the highest spiritual power he had ever seen.
Angor was quite surprised by this as well. Back at the Queen's Castle, Little Tom sensed someone following him through his spiritual perception. Angor guessed that Little Tom might have a good spiritual power level. However, he did not expect it to be this … good.
Angor was prepared for it, but even he was surprised for a few seconds, not to mention Dorcas.
Dorcas began to doubt his life. His spiritual power level was only 15, and that was the result of more than 80 years of training. Little Tom, on the other hand, was twice as good as him before he even started training.
Dorcas had seen talents with higher spiritual power levels before, but this one was different. This one was way higher.
Even a fool with a spiritual power level of 30 would have a high chance of becoming a wizard as long as they had enough resources.
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