Angor decided to enter the dream wasteland on the spur of the moment. He wanted to get an answer from Sisya. Now that he had the answer, he decided not to return to the real world right away.
He frowned slightly, and his index finger subconsciously tapped back and forth on the table, as if he was thinking about something.
A moment later, his body slowly turned transparent and vanished from sight. When he reappeared, he was already in the faraway new city from Padt Manor.
To be more precise, he was in the Floating Rose Garden on Sky Street.
Just like before, Iron Granny was sitting in front of a white carved table in the garden, enjoying the flowers, drinking tea, and observing the changes of the new city.
But unlike before, there was now a hunched and skinny figure in front of Iron Granny.
Angor didn't use his Omniscient View. He only needed to look at the walking stick next to the figure to know who she was.
It was "Star Gauge" Maya. She was the only Prophet in Brute Cavern so far.
"Greetings, Iron Granny and Witch Maya." Angor bowed to the two witches.
Iron Granny nodded to Angor while enjoying her tea. Maya slowly rose to her feet and leaned on her walking stick. "Good day."
She looked back at Iron Granny. "I think Angor has something to talk to you about. I'll be on my way. Please think about it, Granny. "
Iron Granny nodded with a smile. "I'll think about it. By the way, don't stay in Star Island all the time. Come to the dream wasteland more often. Maybe you'll find something useful. "
"I understand." Witch Maya nodded after a moment of silence.
Next, Maya walked past Angor and disappeared at the end of Sky Street.
After Maya left, Iron Granny gestured for Angor to sit down.
Angor glanced at the spot where Maya disappeared. "She looks like she's in trouble."
"You have sharp senses." Iron Granny didn't lose her composure even when she was praising Angor.
As the manager of the core authority in the dream wasteland, Angor's body started off at the same level as everyone else. However, his Super Perception wasn't weakened at all here.
In the past, Witch Maya gave him the impression that she was only thin and stooped, but she was still very energetic. Today, however, Maya's stooped posture was more like she was being pressed down by heavy pressure. Angor felt suffocated as soon as he walked past her.
This was why Angor took the initiative to ask about Maya's condition.
Iron Granny took a sip of her tea and continued, "Now that you've noticed her troubles, what do you think her troubles are?"
"Since Granny asked me this question, I think it's either related to me or something I know. Or maybe Granny and Witch Maya talked about it before."
"Then what is your answer?"
"I haven't been talking to Maya lately, so I don't think I'm the reason why she's worried about me. But if it has something to do with me, is it because of Dodoro? "
Iron Granny was about to answer when Angor interrupted her.
"Maybe it has something to do with Dodoro. But I think Maya's steps are too heavy. She's probably worried about herself. Granny mentioned that she should come to the dream wasteland more often to look for inspiration. Maybe Maya has reached a bottleneck and is looking for a breakthrough? "
Iron Granny waited for a few seconds to make sure Angor was done talking. "You're sharper than I thought."
Since Iron Granny praised Maya, Angor's guess was most likely correct.
And it was true.
"Witch Maya came to me for three things. You're right about one and a half."
"One and a half?" Angor didn't know what to say.
"You're right about Dodoro. Witch Maya was worried sick about her student who shined during the Stargazing Day, but Dodoro lived a very disciplined life every day. Witch Maya shouldered all the pressure from the outside world, so the first thing she came to me was to complain about it. "
Angor knew that Dodoro's performance during the Stargazing Day would attract a lot of attention. But he didn't expect Maya to still feel pressured by Brute Cavern. It was easy to imagine how big of a commotion Dodoro had caused.
"As for the second thing, it does have something to do with Witch Maya. You're right. But she's not trying to break through because she's stuck in a bottleneck. "
"Not because she's stuck in a bottleneck? Then why is she trying? "
Iron Granny looked at Angor's serious question and felt a little conflicted. Only someone like Angor would think about breaking through a bottleneck. Iron Granny even knew what Angor was thinking. If she didn't break through a bottleneck, she would just be stuck in a bottleneck and waste her time.
Angor had his own path of cultivation, but he couldn't use it as a reference. Ninety-nine percent of wizards wouldn't try to break through a bottleneck right away. Instead, they would wait until they had enough knowledge and knowledge. Then, they would look for the best opportunity to break through. Breaking through without careful consideration would only result in severe injuries or death. Death was the most common outcome.
The process of accumulating knowledge was usually measured in years. Decades was considered fast, and centuries was normal.
Angor was the only one who could break through a bottleneck. And it was easy for him. It would only take him a few months to break through a bottleneck. After that, he could start accumulating knowledge again.
This was completely different from other wizards.
This was why Angor said something that would make others laugh at him, but those who knew the inside story would only sigh.
"Witch Maya has been stuck in a bottleneck for hundreds of years. She also received your teacher's advice several years ago. Recently, she felt that the time was right. That's why she's so worried.
"That's why I said you're only half right. She's trying to break through, but not because she's stuck in a bottleneck. A bottleneck … is actually a good thing for most wizards. It reminds you that you don't have enough knowledge. Breaking through without careful consideration will only lead to a tragic end. "
Iron Granny pointed out the difference between Angor and other wizards in a roundabout way. Angor wasn't stupid. At the same time, he felt lucky that he was talking to Iron Granny instead of an outsider. If it were someone else, Angor would have already punched him.
Angor quickly changed the topic. "What about the third thing?"
"You didn't get the answer, so I won't tell you. But the third thing is also annoying. Together with the first thing, it's also affecting Maya. It's making her feel pressured about her breakthrough. It's as if these two things are meant to test Maya's breakthrough. "
Angor nodded. No wonder Maya felt so pressured and suffocated when he looked at her. Perhaps it was because of all these trivial matters that came at her at the same time. Even Maya felt powerless.
"Granny, you asked Maya to come to the dream wasteland more often. Is it because you think she's going to break through here?"
Iron Granny shook her head. "Of course not."
She put down her teacup and looked at the new city that was under construction in the distance.
"I just want her to see more of these lively scenes.
"The birth of new things always has a beautiful rhythm. It was just like this city that was gradually being perfected. Just by sitting here and quietly looking at it, I could feel that kind of joyful rhythm. It's as if the soul of the city is singing for its birth.
"These melodies might be a way for Witch Maya to relieve her stress. So, I suggest that she come here more often to see the city being built, and to feel this … perfect world. "
Iron Granny's words were sentimental, and Angor understood what she was trying to say. However, he would not be able to say it out loud if he tried to observe it for himself.
"Let's get back to you." Iron Granny sighed and looked at Angor. "You don't look worried at all. You're not in a hurry, and you still have time to listen to Maya's story. So, I assume you didn't run into any trouble in the ruin. So, you came to see me this time to tell me the story of your adventure in the ruins? "
He put on a serious look and said, "Granny, if you want to hear a story, you'll have to wait for a while. I think we're still at the beginning of the story. "
"Beginning? Then you're not going too fast. " Iron Granny took a sip of her tea and joked, "What's wrong? Are you going to ask for help from the outside?"
Angor nodded in surprise. "It's not a puzzle, but I'm here to ask for your help, Granny."
"Let's hear it."
"I just want you to help me identify something, Granny."
Angor briefly described his experience in the underground sewer. Then, he used an illusion to simulate the four silver metal objects with the emblem of the Igulo Family on them.
Next, Angor assembled them together in front of Iron Granny. Then, he added a wooden staff to the bottom of the object. It looked like a luxurious walking staff.
"That's it."
Iron Granny took a closer look. "Yes, it's the emblem of the Igulo Family. Is this your teacher's staff? "
Angor smiled wryly. "I don't know. I'm just here to ask if you've seen my teacher using it before."
Iron Granny shook her head. "I think Sunders used it when he was still an apprentice. I didn't pay much attention to him back then, so I don't know much about it. But you can talk to Kanter and ask him to send a message to Sunders. "
"I was going to talk to Mister Kanter, but he's not online right now. I don't want to bother Miss Nai Meicui. Besides, my teacher hasn't been online for a long time. I think he's busy with the Tidal Realm. I feel like I'm making a big fuss out of nothing by bothering him for something so trivial. "
"You're right. It's not a big deal anyway." Iron Granny considered. "How about this? If you don't want to disturb Sunders, I'll find someone else to help you."
Iron Granny took out her mother tree communicator and contacted someone. Angor didn't know who she contacted, but he soon put the device down.
"Just wait. He's nearby. He'll be here soon."
Before Angor could figure out who "he" was, a familiar figure appeared in front of him.
"Butler Goode?!"
It was Goode, the Chief Butler of Phantom Island. He was wearing a familiar outfit and a mask.
"I'm glad to see you here, Mister Padt. Hobbiton always talks about you. If he's here, I'm sure he'll be more excited than I am."
"Me? Hobbiton always talks about me? I don't think he's thinking about me. Maybe he's thinking about Peter Pan's movie box? "
"You know Hobbiton well, Mister Padt," Goode said with a smile.
Angor sighed and didn't say anything. They could talk about this later. For now, let's get back to the main topic.
"Goode has been working for Sunders since a long time ago. He helped Sunders with the Igulo Family's affairs. You can ask him if you have any questions."
Goode didn't ask anything. He just stood aside and waited for Angor to speak.
Angor tapped on the table with his index finger, and an exquisite cane appeared in front of Goode.
"Have you ever seen my professor using such a cane, Butler Goode?"
Goode inspected the cane carefully and thought for a moment. "I remember a long time ago, Mister Padt and I went to the Igulo Family to take care of some business. Later, in the basement of the Igulo Family's castle, we found a newly built gallery of oil paintings depicting the leaders of the family.
"There was only one painting that wasn't a leader. It was Mister Padt's portrait. And Mister Padt's portrait was placed in the most prominent position."
Angor didn't need to explain. Since Sunders was a supernatural, he was "worshipped" here. Just like how the Morn Family worshipped Mara as a god.
"Mister Padt looked like a young man in the painting. He was wearing a Moon-Star Wizard robe and wielding a delicate cane as if he was casting a spell. His expression was … well, hot-blooded. It looked like the young man was fighting against a dragon, roaring and fighting.
"This is a picture created by a painter of the Igulo family. You should know, young master, that mortals always have strange fantasies about the supernatural world. "
As Butler Good spoke, the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up under his mask. However, he didn't change his voice at all due to his good etiquette.
Both Angor and Iron Granny were able to sense Goode's change of mood in the dream wasteland. Goode's behavior might go unnoticed in the real world, but in the dream wasteland, both Angor and Iron Granny could sense it.
Still, it was … a joke.
Angor could already imagine Sunders' expression when he saw the painting.
Sunders' expression would definitely darken.
Butler Goode paused for a moment, calmed himself down, and continued, "And the staff in the painting is the one in front of you."
"So the cane is real?" And it's Professor's? "
Goode shook his head. "I don't know. I didn't ask Mister Padt about it. It's possible for a painter from the Igulo Family to imagine a spell casting scene, but it's impossible for him to imagine a cane with the family emblem on it. So, this cane probably exists. But I don't know if it belongs to Mister Padt or not. "
Goode's words were careful, but Angor believed that it was the truth. The cane probably belonged to Sunders.
"Alright, I understand. Thank you, Goode. "
Goode bowed. "It's my pleasure to serve you, young master."
With that, Goode prepared to leave.
Angor stopped him. "By the way, is the painting still in the Igulo Family?"
Butler Goode thought for a moment and said, "It should still be there?"
Professor didn't tear the painting apart? Why did he keep it?
"Professor … Do you like the painting?" Angor considered and asked in a tentative tone.
Goode shook his head. "I don't think so. Mister Padt wanted to burn the painting. But he didn't do it in the end. "
"Why's that?"
"Because there's more than one painting. A young wizard fighting a dragon is a series of paintings. There's only one in the underground gallery. The rest are kept by different branches of the Igulo Family. "
"Oh, right. There's also a statue based on the painting on top of the mountain behind the Igulo Family's castle. It's said that the statue was built on top of the mountain to show off the family's wealth.
"There are too many of them. It's a waste of time to clean them up, so Mister Padt decided not to destroy them." Goode paused. "But since that day, Mister Padt never returned to the Igulo Family. I don't know if it's because he doesn't want to see those paintings and statues."
After Butler Goode finished speaking, he retreated.
Angor stayed where he was and remained silent. He now understood why Sunders didn't go back to the Igulo Family. If he went back, he would see a young, emotional boy being turned into a statue and displayed to the public.
"Interesting story." Iron Granny chuckled.
"It's a pity that I can't share it with others."
"I'm glad you understand. Do you want me to tell Sunders about the cane when he comes online? "
Angor shook his head. "Nah. I don't think anything good will happen if I tell him."
"Well, I'll go offline now." Angor waved his hand at Iron Granny.
"Go. I'll wait here for your story."
With a grateful heart, he slowly disappeared from sight.
Iron Granny took a sip of her flower tea and closed her eyes to enjoy her leisure time.
A moment later, she suddenly opened her eyes.
Just as she was closing her eyes to rest, a thought flashed through her mind, which made her think of something.
"I think Angor mentioned a name just now … Sisya?"
"Why does this name sound so familiar? Where have I heard it before?"
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