"Don't worry. If I find anything, I'll let you know. By the way, you must be thirsty since you've been busy all night. Here's some Sourberry Grass Wine from Yali Duchy. Go ahead and quench your thirst. Don't worry, it's cheap and doesn't smell like alcohol.
Old Potter had been standing outside the tavern the entire time, a smile on his face as he watched the patrolling guards walk into the distance. Only when their figures disappeared from sight did Old Potter's smile gradually disappear.
"Sigh …"
Just as Old Potter retracted his expression, he heard a sigh coming from beside him. Turning his head to take a look, he saw that the owner of the fragrance store next door had also walked out of her shop. Looking at the distant streets that were as bright as day, she sighed, "It's really lively tonight."
The owner was also a level-3 apprentice who had been Old Potter's neighbor for five or six years. They had a good relationship and would occasionally offer some sympathetic words, such as now.
"Old Potter, you're the only one who would bow to those lackeys of the princess. I don't know what you're thinking. As far as I'm concerned, there's no need to pay attention to them. "
"They're all customers to me, and I can get them to bring more customers here. Besides, the Sourberry Grass Wine isn't worth much. "Old Potter chuckled.
"So you're giving it away just because it's not worth much? I'd rather sell it than give it to those people. Do they really think they'll fight you? They're just a bunch of weak chicks. "
What the owner of the fragrance shop said was actually what most of the shop owners were thinking. However, Old Potter didn't respond to his neighbor's ridicule.
The patrolling guards were not that strong. The strongest among them was only a level-2 apprentice. However, they had the advantage in numbers.
How did Lady Merlot's group get caught? Of course, the fact that the talents were a burden was one of the reasons, but the more important reason was that the number of patrolling guards in the Princess' Castle was quite terrifying.
Even ants could kill an elephant if there were enough of them. That was how Lady Merlot was dragged down.
As for why there were so many apprentice guards, Old Potter had been a spy in the Goman Kingdom for many years, so he had investigated this matter before. However, all the clues pointed to Goman King, and he could not continue his investigation. Brute Cavern's leaders did not seem to be interested. Or rather, most wizard organizations were not interested at all. Apparently, they already knew the answer.
"It's already late. I don't think anyone will come to your shop to buy fragrances tonight. Why don't I get you a bottle of wine? Drink a little and go get some rest." Old Potter looked at his old neighbor.
"No one bought perfume? Then you're wrong. When the patrolling guards came to my shop, they said that Maudia might ask for the finished products and materials in the shop. I think it's going to be a big order. "
Old Potter: "Conscripting perfume? Did Molodya come up with a new method of torture? "
The owner of the Fragrance Shop snorted. "Who knows? That little monster can do anything. However, it has nothing to do with me. I just need to earn magic crystals. "
"It's just conscription now. Aren't you afraid that they won't pay you later?"
"They dare?! It's said that many shops have been mentioned in the conscription this time. How dare they renege on such a large-scale conscription? Do they really think that Goman King can protect them all the way to the border? "
The owner of the Fragrance Shop was about to yell again when he was interrupted by a loud explosion in the distance.
Old Potter and the owner exchanged a look. Both of them took out their flying vehicles and flew into the air.
From above, they could see that the source of the explosion was the center of Princess' Town, where Molodya's castle resided.
Along with the loud noise came a burst of dazzling light!
The light recklessly shone on this piece of land, turning the night into day.
Old Potter looked down at the completely awakened Princess' Town and softly muttered, "What you said before was right. This night … is much livelier than I imagined."
…
Soon after the explosion, more patrolling guards were sent out from the castle. Some of them were sent to collect potions and materials, while the others were sent to patrol the shops in the name of catching criminals.
Old Potter's tavern was also visited by some guards occasionally, but they would only chat with Old Potter before leaving. Compared to the other shops, Old Potter's tavern was much more relaxed.
Obviously, the connections Old Potter had built up had played a crucial role in this.
This was good news for Old Potter. After the explosion, he had been worried that he would have to deal with the constant patrolling. Now that there weren't many people coming, he finally had time to meet Mister Padt.
However, before he could meet Mister Padt, he still had to deal with someone who suddenly blocked his way.
"Red Sword" Dorcas.
"Lord Red Sword, what business do you have with me?" Old Potter asked respectfully.
"You … You are going to meet the Extra-Dimensional Adept, right? I'll go with you. I have something to ask him as well. "Dorcas's brows furrowed. It was unknown what he was thinking.
Old Potter's lips trembled. He wanted to lie. After all, he was going to talk about the Dream Wasteland. He definitely couldn't let Dorcas know about this.
However, looking at Dorcas's slightly glowing eyes that were staring straight at him, Old Potter knew that lying was useless.
"Should I go inform the Lord first?"
"No need to trouble yourself. We can go together." Dorcas signaled for Old Potter to lead the way.
Old Potter sighed in his mind. He didn't dare to refuse Dorcas's request, so he had no choice but to lead the way.
Dorcas didn't say anything along the way until they reached a secret room. "Is he inside?"
Old Potter nodded and was about to knock on the door.
However, before he could do so, the door was opened from the inside.
When the door was opened, Old Potter saw Angor sitting on a sofa not far away, looking outside.
Angor first looked at Old Potter and then at the person beside him. "What's up, Dorcas? You still don't want to give up? You still want to learn about Brute Cavern's secrets? "
Angor stood up and asked them to come in. "Why don't you just join Brute Cavern?"
Dorcas stared at Angor for a while before he spoke again. "Something happened in Princess' Castle again. Do you know about it?"
"Yes, I heard you. What? You think I'm behind it? "
"You invited me to the castle to watch the show."
Angor nodded. "Yeah. You can still see something good if you go now. After all, the grand gift I left there was very welcomed by the Princess. "
"You invited me to watch the show only because of that gift?"
"What else? You still think I'm behind it? " Angor suddenly changed the topic. "If the loud noise was caused by my gift, then it might have something to do with me. But if it's not about the gift, then it has nothing to do with me. I'm not going to go to that castle full of dirty art again. "
Dorcas spread his spiritual senses. He didn't use any detection spells, but Angor's words didn't seem strange to him. In other words, Angor wasn't lying.
But Dorcas still felt something was wrong.
He came here with Old Potter to see if Angor was inside the secret room. Did Angor cause the loud noise at the Princess' Castle?
But Angor was in the secret room, and he wasn't lying. Dorcas couldn't understand.
There seemed to be some kind of contradiction between his spiritual senses and his rational knowledge.
Angor looked at Dorcas' troubled expression and couldn't help but tease him. "So you didn't mean it when you said you weren't interested in Princess' Castle anymore. You're still interested in it, aren't you? "
Dorcas didn't say anything.
"If you're really interested, I'll say it again. If you go now, the show isn't over yet," Angor said in a meaningful tone.
Dorcas considered and shook his head. "No. I'll wait for the crowned parrot outside. After the fight, we need to hurry back to the market."
With that, Dorcas turned around and left.
Angor raised an eyebrow as he watched Dorcas leave. He then snapped his fingers, and the door of the secret room closed.
Only Old Potter and Angor were left in the secret room.
Old Potter was still confused by the conversation. He didn't know what Angor was talking about. But when he saw Angor looking at him, he didn't ask. Instead, he walked to Angor and reported his work.
Old Porter would tell Iron Granny about the situation in Princess' Town, and Iron Granny would relay the information to Rhine.
"Did Mister Rein say anything else?"
"Mister Rein said he'll send someone to investigate Miss Merlot's capture as soon as possible, and he'll need Miss Merlot's cooperation."
Pausing for a moment, Old Potter continued, "Also, His Excellency Rhine knows that you've come to Princess' Town. He told me to tell you that if you discover anything, you can find him in the Dream Wasteland. You can also leave him a message using whatever group."
"Trees," Angor said.
Old Potter's eyes lit up. "Yes, trees. Mister Rein, what are trees? "
Angor briefly explained the function of trees. Old Potter wasn't surprised at all. Most wizards wouldn't pay much attention to trees when they heard about them for the first time. After all, they were similar to the communicators in Brute Cavern.
But once you learned more about them, you would realize that they were completely different in nature.
One was used for short-distance communication, while the other was used for "social interaction". Such social interaction was simple and convenient. Many people were addicted to it, such as Tree Spirit, who wished he could join the development team himself.
Instead of asking about trees, Old Potter began to ask questions about the dream wasteland. Was the Dream Wilderness unique to this world? Who created it? Was it connected to the real world? Do other wizard organizations know about the dream wasteland?
"Go to the dream wasteland and find out for yourself."
"But —"
"No buts. I'm going to the dream wasteland to see Iron Granny. You can do whatever you want." Angor leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes.
"Mister Rein, didn't you tell me to come here?"
"It's all right."
That's it? Old Potter was puzzled. He only reported to Angor and didn't do anything else.
Before Old Potter could ask more questions, Angor had already entered the dream bridge.
…
After entering the dream wasteland, Angor didn't go to Iron Granny right away. Instead, he went to Wizard Ness' residence in the new city.
Ness wasn't in the dream wasteland, but he did leave a message for Angor in the forest.
It was a simple message: Kanter wants to see you. Find a chance to meet him. Also, tell him to stop bothering me.
He didn't reply to Ness' message, nor did he visit Kanter. Kanter was also in the dream wasteland, but Angor didn't plan to visit him just yet. Just like Old Porter, Angor was still curious about everything in the dream wasteland, and he couldn't avoid some questions. Angor decided to put it aside for now.
Kanter was here anyway, and he could see him whenever he wanted to. Even if he didn't meet Kanter in the dream wasteland, Angor could still visit Kanter when he and Rein went to the Tidal Realm.
Angor didn't come to Ness' residence to see him. He came to see someone else.
It was Torras.
Torras was currently in the courtyard in front of Ness's house. He was holding onto the mother tree communicator and typing rapidly.
When Angor approached, Torras finally looked up with an alarmed look.
When Torras saw Angor, he quickly stood up and walked to Angor with a bright smile on his face. Then, he began to tell Angor about what he had been missing for a long time.
Oh, so she learned how to be concerned? Angor looked at Torras. "Looks like she's working hard. No wonder she asked me to test him."
After expressing his concern, Torras asked about Angor's purpose in coming here.
"I'm just here to see you."
After a pause, he continued, "I saw you chatting in the tree group just now. Who were you chatting with? Are you talking about your relationship with someone? "
Torras was puzzled. "What relationship problems? I don't understand. "
"… I mean, what are you talking about? Why are you so excited?"
Torras: "Oh, I see. I'm talking to Freud. I'm hoping he can send an airship to pick me up. I'm bored here, so I want to go back to Foundation City. "
"I told Mister Ness that he won't be online for a few days, so he agreed to let me go. I'm thinking of going back to Foundation City for a few days. "
Torras' eyes suddenly lit up. "Oh, you're here, mister. You can send me back to Foundation City now!"
"Sure, I can send you back to Foundation City. But you're going alone?" Torras nodded.
Torras replied matter-of-factly, "That's right."
"… Are you sure you're alone?"
Torras nodded again. "I'm sure."
"Didn't you come to the new city with Mandehila? Aren't you taking her with you? "
Torras frowned. "Oh, right. Mandehila is with me. But I don't know if Mandehila is coming back. I think she likes this place a lot. Besides, she's not here right now. Can you send me back first? "
"Do you know where Mandehila went?"
"No." Torras shook his head.
"You don't care where she went?"
Torras didn't know what to say. Torras didn't need to answer because he already knew what Torras was trying to say. What does it have to do with me?
Angor sighed. He thought Torras learned to care about Mandehila, but it seemed he was wrong.
Also, judging from Torras' attitude toward Mandehila, Angor knew that Mandehila was only a friend.
It seemed that both Mandehara and Angor were wrong about the depth of Torras' love for Angor.
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