Angor didn't say anything. He just stared at Cisia quietly.
Cisia felt a little uneasy. She had a feeling that Angor already knew what she was thinking.
"If you don't want to know anything, I'll take a rest …" Or rather, she was trying to calm her fear down a little. "Well, if you don't want to know anything, I'll take a break …" Or rather, she was trying to calm down her fear.
As soon as Cisia finished speaking, the dark mist around the palace slowly gathered and surrounded Cisia who was sitting on the throne.
Before Cisia disappeared into the darkness, Angor spoke again, "Let's talk about the treasures then."
"Jewel?" Sisya stopped controlling the mist and looked at Angor with a hesitant expression.
"You mean these treasures?"
Cisia waved a hand, and four items appeared in front of her.
There was a black crystal ball, a creased kraft paper with sewn corners, a cane that was faintly glowing, and a gray stone slab without any decorations.
These four treasures were the toll paid by Angor's companions to Cisia.
"Yes. Let's talk about them." Angor considered. "Of course, if you want to talk about something special or meaningful in your collection, that's fine too."
Cisia looked at him cautiously. "If you want to talk about my collection, sure. But you have to use other treasures to trade with me first. I'll talk about what belongs to you. "
"Then, when we talk about these four treasures, you wouldn't want me to trade with you first, right?"
"That won't be necessary. But …" Cisia gave Angor a doubtful look. "You don't know your teammates that well, do you?"
"What you mean by 'treasures' are hidden in the deepest corners of everyone's heart. Even if you're close to them, even if you're their family, you won't be able to understand them," said Angor.
He then continued in a matter-of-fact tone, "But you're right. I don't know my teammates that well. They're just a temporary team, and I haven't known them for more than half a month. "
Cisia: "… Then why did you say so much nonsense?"
"I'm just trying to correct my logic."
Cisia narrowed her eyes. "Are you sure you want to correct your logic with a former Prophet? I lost my ability after turning into a box, but I can still sense certain things in my heart. "
"You should've told me that you're a Prophet, and I wouldn't have wasted my time."
There was no logic to the words of a Prophet Wizard. Their thoughts jumped around, and what they said now might happen a few days or a few months later. What kind of logic was that?
"You're the one who doesn't respect your elders and likes to talk back, and now you're blaming me?"
Angor remained silent, but his eyes shone brightly. Looking at the familiar eyes, Cissy almost thought of the sentence, "After all, I'm not even 20 years old."
Cisia quickly waved her hand. "Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you. However, you're really bold to explore the ruins with someone you're not familiar with. "
"Everyone wants different things, but we all share the same goal, which is to go deeper into the sewers. As long as we're bound by the oath, we'll be fine."
More importantly, Angor also had his own trump card.
"Plus, the underground sewer isn't a major ruin in the wizarding world. At least, people don't think it's too dangerous."
Cisia said, "That's right. As long as your team doesn't go looking for trouble, wake up those sleeping old guys, or go somewhere you shouldn't go, it won't be too dangerous. "
After a pause, Sisilia asked, "Speaking of which, do you want me to evaluate your teammates or these treasures?"
"It doesn't matter. Just tell me what you think is unnecessary. You're already tired. Bobota will have to wait longer if you waste more time."
Angor sounded serious, but Cisia still felt like she was being mocked.
That's how he is … He's only 20. Young and hot-headed … Hold it in … I used to be a big shot. I can't argue with him … I can't argue with him …
Cisia kept repeating the same words in her mind. Her chest felt heavy, but she still pretended to be calm.
"You didn't spend much time with your teammates, but I'm sure you know them better than I do. Let's talk about these treasures, "Cisia said." Which one do you want to talk about first? "
"I'm fine with anything. Whatever."
In Cisia's eyes, Angor was implying that she was wasting time and didn't have the courage to face her clansmen … which was really annoying.
But Sisya misunderstood. Angor already knew about the treasures. What he really wanted to know was about the Dark Count. However, he didn't want Cisia to see through him, so he simply said "whatever". One by one, the Black Earl would get his turn.
Cisia didn't know what was going on. She clenched her teeth and forced a smile. "Then let's start with the crystal ball."
Cisia lifted the gloomy crystal ball above her hand and showed a rare look of appreciation.
"In my opinion, this crystal ball is much more interesting than your two gold coins."
"It seems to be tainted with a lot of death aura, but this death aura is not the true death aura. "Do you know what that means?" Sisya asked. "Do you know what that means?"
"Changing the fate of the world," Angor tried to test.
Cisia chuckled. "That's too big a word. You can't change the fate of the world or your life. You just pulled the string of fate a little bit and changed the worst outcome. "
Cisia pointed out Wai's ability in one sentence: "Smell of Death".
Wai's Noah's Fortune Shop was also known as "Death Fortune Shop". However, most people who came to his shop didn't want to die. They knew that the choices they had to make might lead to death, so they came to Wai's shop to avoid the risk.
Therefore, Cisia was right. This was actually Vay's ability to tug at the strings of fate, turning the outcome of death around.
"What's the point?" Angor asked.
"It means that the bad outcome is only on the surface. What's hidden inside is full of vitality."
Cisia held the crystal ball in her hand. Angor saw a faint trace of purple light under the dim light.
"The reversal of life and death, the reversal of the string of fate. Even if you don't look at the meaning of this crystal ball, it's still a good supernatural item. If someone who's about to die carries it with them, they might be able to avoid death by disguising the death energy on the surface. "
Angor's heart raced when he heard Cisia's words.
He thought about Jon.
If Jon had a crystal ball with such a thick death energy but was actually filled with vitality, would he be able to avoid death?
"Miss Cisia, are you sure this crystal ball can help someone who's about to die?"
Cisia glanced at Angor. "It can, but it doesn't have much of an upper limit. Mortals or low-leveled apprentices can use it. Anything stronger than that won't be of much use. Why? Do you have someone you want to protect? "
"Yes. A mortal who wandered here from another world."
Angor didn't mind revealing Jon's "otherworldly" origin. Wizards would never think that Jon came from another universe. Just like the Abyss Dwellers, they wouldn't consider Jon as a "mortal". Therefore, Angor didn't try to hide his identity.
Cisia was a knowledgeable woman. She immediately understood what Angor meant. "The erosion of the world's consciousness?"
Angor nodded.
Cissy asked, "How far has the corrosion progressed? If it's just the beginning, find a way to give him supernatural properties and let him walk on the path of becoming a supernatural being. That way, he can avoid the erosion to a certain extent. "
"… He's about to die. We can only keep him in an ice coffin for now."
Cissia frowned. "Things have already come to this point? If you want to protect him, why didn't you do anything? "
"He's my first mentor. We grew up together. It was only when he was as thin as a stick that I met a passing guide. Back then, my age — "
"Okay, I understand. You don't have to tell me more." Sisya quickly stopped him. It's just that you met him very early. At that time, you were still an ordinary person, so you didn't know what happened and didn't know how to save him, right? "
Angor nodded. "Is the crystal ball still useful to him now?"
Silvia thought for a moment. "I don't think it's going to be useful. It might be useful when he's not lethargic yet. But now, the aura of death has seeped into his bones, and he's fighting against the world's consciousness. The crystal ball is useless to him now. "
Angor already expected this, but he still felt a little disappointed when he heard Cisia's answer.
"Do you want to know more about the crystal ball? Or do you want to know about the user of the crystal ball? "
"Go ahead, Miss Sisya." He calmed himself down and said, "I'm all ears."
"I don't know much about the crystal ball," Cisia said. "But the user of the crystal ball is interesting. I can feel that he doesn't want to give up the crystal ball, but he's also happy about it. He's afraid of his power, but he's also proud of it."
"I know. His power comes from the Dark Count's bloodline. The Dark Count is the real body of the nose embedded in the stone slab."
"He's from Noah Clan too?"
Angor nodded. "Yes. Most of the Dark Earl's bloodline abilities were passed down to his descendants. Also, the Dark Earl kept a lot of clones around his descendants to protect them. But I don't think his descendants would think otherwise."
"In my experience," Cisia said, "in the wizarding world, things that sound strange on the surface are usually nothing strange. If there's nothing strange, there's more to it.
"On the other hand, this level of abnormality in a mortal family can be reasonably thought of as a conspiracy theory."
"Miss Cisia, do you think the Dark Count doesn't mean any harm to his descendants?"
"The Dark Count must have a plan to pass down his bloodline power to his descendants," Cisia said. "But I don't know if it's malicious intent."
Suddenly, Cissy thought of something and took out the crystal ball again. "Did he get his ability from the Black Earl?"
Angor nodded. "It's called Smell of Death, which comes from the Dark Count. Since it's related to the sense of smell, it's the Dark Count's nose that's always with Wai. "
Cisia said, "I see …"
Cisia rested her chin on her hand and thought for a moment. "This crystal ball won't help the otherworldly being you're trying to save. But if the Black Earl also had the ability to smell death, and he also had a medium to cast this ability, such as a similar crystal ball. Maybe his' crystal ball 'can help the otherworldly being you're talking about.
"But that's only my guess. That mentor of yours is already in a frozen state before he dies. Even if you have the Black Earl's' crystal ball, 'you might not be able to bring him back to life. "
Cisia's words were like a shot of adrenaline to Angor's heart. "Even if it can't be cured completely, there shouldn't be any harm, right?" Angor's hope was reignited.
Cisia nodded. "If it affects someone who's healthy, even if it's fake death aura, it'll still affect them. But for someone who's already dying, there's no harm even if it doesn't help. "
After making sure there was no harm, he bowed to Cisia. "Thank you for telling me."
"I thought you didn't know anything about etiquette. Looks like you do," Cisia said.
Angor didn't say anything in response to Sisya's teasing tone. He believed he was being sincere, but Cisia always thought he was being sarcastic. So, he decided to keep quiet.
"That's all I need to say about the crystal ball. Let's talk about the next item." Cisia tossed the crystal ball into the dark mist. At the same time, a crumpled piece of parchment floated down from the air and landed in Cisia's hand.
"This parchment … How should I put it?"
"A small accident helped an ordinary person walk down the path of Transcendence. But it was also because of this small accident that he wasted several decades. "
"If I have to say, I can only use one word to describe it: idiot."
You've already said that to Kael, but I'm sure you've already said that to him.
"This parchment contains Kael's obsession. Apart from that, I don't think it has any other value, right?"
Cisia said, "Sort of. However, I sensed something about the original owner. It's quite interesting. Do you want to hear it? "
"The original owner of the parchment? Who is it? "Angor asked out of instinct, but he immediately regretted it.
Before Angor could say anything, Sisya rolled her eyes. "How am I supposed to know who it is? I can only sense the meaning of the parchment, as well as some memories and emotions. I can't see what happened in the past.
Besides, the parchment is only a few hundred years old. Do you think I can recognize someone from ten thousand years later? "
Angor was speechless. Oh, wait, my mouth is faster than my mind.
"Ahem, let's talk about the original owner." Angor tried to change the topic.
"I think I should give that 'idiot' to you as well." Cisia humphed and got down to business. "Before that, I want to ask you something. Is the formula on the parchment a space energy formula?"
Angor nodded. "It's a modified version of Bazeer's Dual Grimoire."
"Bazeer's Dual Grimoire?" The ancient artifact from ten thousand years ago was confused.
Angor used his illusion to simulate the original form of Bazeer's Dual Grimoire. "This is the original form. It was created by the Great Warp Wizard, Bazeer, a thousand years ago …"
His spittle flew all over the place, but Sisya only listened with a puzzled look. She used to be a Prophet, so she knew very little about space manipulation. Besides, space manipulation had been developing for many years, and all existing grimoires had been overthrown or replaced with new ones. It would be strange if Cisia could understand Angor's explanation.
"You're a space manipulator too?" Sisya asked in a weak voice.
"I've done some research on it."
"… Fine." Cisia held back her frustration and praised Angor. "You're so young, but you already know a lot."
"It's all thanks to the pioneers. I'm just picking up the wisdom of others."
Cisia was worried that Angor would say something like "I'm not even 20 yet, so I need to work harder" again, so she quickly changed the topic.
"I asked you if the formula on the parchment is a space energy formula because the original owner of the parchment wasn't a space manipulator," Cisia explained. "He was a Gourmet Wizard."
"A Gourmet Wizard?" Kael told Angor that he found the ruin of a light wizard. He didn't expect the light wizard to be a Gourmet Wizard.
Speaking of which, were there any Black Gourmet Wizards? Black Gourmet Wizards might appear in the Northern Region, where there was a tradition of "sacrificing demons". But in the Southern Region, Gourmet Wizards were mostly light wizards.
"Why would a Gourmet Wizard study Bazeer's Dual Grimoire? Curiosity? "Angor was confused.
"If that's the case, then the story isn't interesting," Cisia said. "That gourmet wizard ate some hallucinogenic food and was suddenly inspired. He thought he was omniscient and omnipotent, so he picked up a random book and started to derive the formulas in it."
"And then?"
"The next day, the hallucination disappeared. When he saw the formula, he felt embarrassed about what happened last night, so he stuffed it into a random book. Out of sight, out of mind."
"After that, the Gourmet Wizard left and forgot about the book and the parchment. Then, there's the story of your teammate, Kael. "
Angor didn't show it on his face, but his mind was filled with astonishment.
He didn't expect there to be such a ridiculous story behind Kael's parchment.
If Kael knew that the Transfiguration spell he spent decades studying was just the random scribbles of a Gourmet "addict", he would probably puke blood on the spot.
However, even though Kael's efforts had been in vain for decades, at least he was able to embark on the path of becoming a wizard. With the help of this transformation, he was able to understand all sorts of knowledge regarding the Space Element.
It seemed that the Gourmet Wizard also played a part in it.
The hallucination of a drug addict hundreds of years ago had created a successor of the Space Element hundreds of years later.
How should he put it? This could be considered a miraculous encounter.
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