Someone knocked on Kael's shoulder while he was still daydreaming.
"Wake up. There aren't so many secret organizations out there." It was Dorcas.
Kael replied, "How is that not possible? Dwellings, cellars, secret passageways, and underground structures. Every single one of these keywords together exudes an evil and mysterious aura."
Dorcas rubbed his chin with his right hand. "So, your house in the black market fits your description as well. Oh right, there's a cellar and a hidden space in your personal hut, right? "
"Mine is a soundproof training room, and a storage room!"
Dorcas ignored Kael's rebuttal and continued, "Also, you've been to my bar before. It's located in a secluded location and can be considered a residential area. There are also many hidden underground buildings. When you combine all these keywords together, doesn't my bar also exude an evil aura?"
Kael paused for a moment. Dorcas seemed to be right.
The Garden of Mystery used to be Supernatural City, after all. It was perfectly normal for a supernatural to build a secret tunnel in their own territory.
Thinking of this, Kael's excited expression collapsed.
For those who loved archeology, this feeling was like they thought they had caught a big fish, but when the hook was pulled, it turned out to be an empty wine bottle.
"Anything is possible before we get to see the actual situation of the underground structure. Let's go. We'll see. As long as the underground structures aren't damaged too badly, we can always find some clues, "Angor spoke up when Kael was still in a daze.
Still, Angor was more inclined to believe Dorcas.
It wasn't because of his Spirit Sense. It was because hidden underground structures were common in the wizarding world. Even the ruin he lived in had a hidden room.
With that in mind, Angor took the lead and went through the small door on the wall.
After everyone came in, Karel pointed at the mother and son outside the door and said, "What about them? Should we just leave them outside? "
Colo heard Kael's words and looked at them in fear.
"Don't worry about them. I set up a magic array at the entrance of the cellar. It'll last for a week at most." Angor didn't forget about the mother and son outside.
There was enough food and water in the cellar for them to survive for a week. Worst case scenario, they could always go into the underground structure where their supplies were stored. They wouldn't starve to death.
With that, Angor went deeper into the tunnel.
Kael watched Angor's figure disappear into the darkness and fell into deep thought.
Kael was an apprentice, but he had seen many wizards under his teacher's guidance. Any other wizard would think of a way to "get rid of" the intruder even if the intruder wasn't a threat. But Angor chose to use his energy to set up a harmless trapping array.
This was something Kael never thought of.
Ma Qiusha's Hero Team members had a moral code, and Kael didn't really care about it. Ordinary people should have a certain moral bottom line. This was the key to long-term stability.
However, it was different for superhumans. Although they were also humans, the difference in their strength was like the difference between clouds and mud. There was a very appropriate analogy. Would a human care about an ant that they accidentally stepped on? To superhumans, normal people were like ants.
Even if a light wizard accidentally killed an "ant", it wouldn't be a big deal.
Angor, on the other hand, was different from all the other wizards Kael knew. He might look indifferent, but he was a wizard with a moral code. This wasn't only shown when he dealt with Ma Qiusha and her son, but also when he let Mia go.
The Dark Earl did say that Angor was harming Mia by giving her a defensive spell and then letting her go. But this was only a guess. At least Kael believed Angor did everything within his moral code. He even gave the mortals a chance to live. But whether or not Angor could seize the chance depended on the person's choice.
"He's special, isn't he?" Dorcas' voice appeared in Kael's mind.
At some point in time, Dorcas's Spirit Bond had forcefully connected to Khael.
"You mean Hyperdimension Wizard, mister?"
"Of course. You were thinking about him just now, weren't you?"
Kael considered for a moment. "Mister Hyperdimension is the most special wizard I've ever met. If it was Mister Redblade, those two outside would be dead by now."
Dorcas snorted. "Don't think of me as a bloodthirsty person. I won't waste my energy on killing people if there's no benefit involved. Whatever. Let's get back to business. What do you think is special about him? "
Kael glanced at Dorcas who was walking in front of him. "Why do you ask, mister?"
Or rather, Kael didn't understand why Dorcas suddenly cared about what he thought of Angor.
Dorcas considered for a moment. "It's fine to tell you. My spirit sense is usually accurate. But I always get a little off when it comes to him. It's strange. I have a feeling that he's the bottleneck for me to break through my spirit sense and turn it into a talent skill. "
Dorcas was a meticulous thinker. Or rather, all wizards would never be careless. However, he couldn't be omniscient when it came to judging people. He could only see what he could understand.
Dorcas wanted to see what kind of man Angor was in Kael's eyes.
Kael thought for a while and didn't know how to answer. In the end, he said, "I think Mister Hyperdimension is a wizard with a bottom line."
"That's it?" Dorcas' disappointment came from the other side of the Spirit Bond. "And here I thought you'd come up with something interesting after all that. You're just boring. But let me tell you something. You're wrong. He's not the nice guy you think he is. He has a lot of wicked interests, and he's a wicked one. If Dark Earl and I weren't here, he would've killed both of you. "
Kael didn't react too much. He thought for a moment and said, "When I say bottom line, I don't mean a moral one. I just think that Mister Hyperdimension is working toward his own goal. Even if he's reached an unreachable height, the bottom line he set in the beginning is still his principle. "
"Heh. So you're talking about 'not forgetting his original goal'. But how do you know that?" Dorcas shook his head and disconnected the Spirit Bond.
However, after severing the Spirit Bond, Dorcas muttered in his heart, "Was it the original intention?"
It was clear that Dorcas didn't completely deny Kael's opinion. He was just … a hypocrite.
Both Angor and Dark Earl knew that Dorcas was talking to Kael through the Spirit Bond. However, they didn't ask because it wasn't necessary. They didn't have as much information as Angor, so they were probably not talking about the ruin. If it was just a casual conversation, it wouldn't be appropriate for them to pry.
Of course, it would be a different story if they had information that no one knew about.
…
The tunnel behind the cellar wasn't too narrow. Angor also sensed some supernatural materials hidden in the stone layers, which must be the reason why the tunnel remained stable for so many years.
After walking slowly for about ten seconds, the tunnel began to show an obvious downward inclination.
"So this is an ancient underground water channel? The repairs are quite exquisite. "Dorcas's voice came from behind.
Angor didn't answer. "This isn't a water channel yet. There are obvious signs of a ditch in the underground water channel. This must be an underground passage built by someone who used to live in the house above."
"Then we can't reach the underground water channel from here?" Kael asked.
"I don't know. It's possible that the person who built this underground structure secretly connected to the underground water channel. "
The underground water channel of Nether City sounded like it was used to drain water, but that was only its surface function. Even back in the day, the complicated space maze was filled with all kinds of legends and adventures.
Besides, the government also had a branch in the underground water channel.
It wasn't impossible for someone to secretly connect to the underground water channel.
"Then let's hope that's the case," Dorcas said.
Angor suddenly stopped and looked at Dorcas. "Speaking of which, before this place became a ruin, there were many entrances to the underground water channel, and most of them weren't restricted. It wasn't hard to enter the underground water channel back then. If someone secretly connected to the underground water channel under such circumstances, what do you think they're after? "
Dorcas shrugged. "How do I know? If what you said is true, it's definitely not something good. Maybe it's just like Kael said, the villain of the Garden of Labyrinth. "
Kael: "Just now … you clearly refuted me."
"What I refuted was that there are underground structures everywhere. Which one of your ears heard me refuting the identity of the owner of this place?"
Kael was speechless. You're saying you refuted everything, right?
Kael didn't say anything. However, he was starting to see Dorcas more clearly now. The man seemed to be born with the temperament of "refuting for the sake of refuting". However, this only applied to apprentices like them. At least, Dorcas rarely refuted anything Angor said.
"The villain of the Garden of Labyrinth? That's too general. What do you think the villain will do? "Angor kept looking at Dorcas.
Dorcas said, "There are only a few things that villains can do. They can either overthrow the ruler, rob, or simply kill. As long as the ruler isn't happy, they'll be happy. "
"Oh, right. You said there are other government structures in the underground water channel, including the prison. If someone with an ulterior motive wants to go there, they're probably aiming for those places. They'll either attack the government structures or break the prison. "
Angor considered for two seconds and nodded. "I see."
Dorcas was surprised. "What do you mean? Are you using me as a Prophet again? I'm telling you, I'm not a Prophet, and I'm not!"
Angor gave Dorcas a puzzled look. "You're overthinking things. I'm just trying to brush you off, and you're imagining so much. Do you like to overthink things as well?"
"… You're the one asking me."
"I'm just asking for everyone's opinion. Before this, I also asked the Black Earl. "
Count Black humphed. He didn't say anything, which meant he agreed.
Angor's Spirit Bond with Count Black was still there, but they didn't talk about anything. They didn't see the underground structures, so there was nothing to talk about.
Dorcas, on the other hand, could talk more because of his Spirit Bond. Maybe Dorcas' subconscious answer was the right one.
Dorcas also felt that he was overreacting. But he had a feeling that Angor was using him as a Prophet.
It wasn't that he didn't like Prophets, but to treat him like one was an insult to a Bloodline Adept with unparalleled battle prowess.
"No problem. Let's keep going," Angor said. "There's light ahead. We're not far from our destination."
No one objected and followed them.
As they went deeper into the tunnel, they saw more and more traces of people. Most of them were left behind by people who came later. For example, the candles on both sides of the tunnel were lit by members of the Hero Team.
There was no dust on the ground, nor was there any magic array to remove dust. Perhaps the Hero Team's backups did the cleaning.
Judging from these details, the Hero Team seemed to be an adventurer team that knew how to plan and live.
Soon, they reached the end of the tunnel.
"We're about a hundred meters below the surface," Dorcas said.
"Almost. But we're still at the surface level of the underground maze. We haven't reached the deeper parts yet," Angor replied.
As they talked, a short figure quickly ran toward them from the front.
As he ran, he spoke. His voice was soft and childish. It was obvious that he was not very old.
"Colo! Colo! Are you back? My dad made a cake. Come — "
The man stopped talking when he saw Angor's group in the tunnel.
It wasn't Colo who she was waiting for. It was a group of strange men.
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