"Even if you don't drink the tea, you won't be in any danger, right?"
Dorcas stared at Angor with wide eyes in disbelief.
Angor grinned. "I knew I couldn't fool you, Lord Sage."
Dorcas breathed heavily and his cheeks turned red. "You were really messing with me, weren't you?"
Angor gave him an innocent look. "Of course not. The teacups were attracted by your special characteristics. Serving tea to a guest is polite, but not drinking it is rude. You'll be punished by the teacups if you do. "
Dorcas said, "Then the Wise Ruler …"
Before Dorcas could say anything, Angor interrupted, "If it's a punishment from the teacups, then it must be based on the teacups' power. If you look closely, you'll see that they don't have any offensive abilities. "
"… Then why did you say something bad will happen if we refuse to drink the tea? Something like losing our ability to fight and being unlucky for a while? "
"Losing one's ability to fight for one second is still a loss. Being unlucky for half a second is still bad luck."
Hearing this answer, Dorcas sucked in a breath of air and felt a tightness in his chest.
As expected, he knew Angor was a bad guy who would do something bad whenever he felt like it.
When the others knew the truth, they just laughed it off. They could see that Angor was trying to lighten the atmosphere. Wasn't the atmosphere much better than the tense atmosphere they had before?
As for Dorcas, he probably felt embarrassed and couldn't let go of it. However, he had no choice but to pretend it wasn't a big deal just like everyone else. This was why he felt so frustrated.
When the atmosphere relaxed a bit, Sage chuckled. "I was the one testing you, but now you're the one testing me."
"Since you already know the answer, Lord Sage, you don't have to accept the test."
Sage shook his head. "It doesn't matter. It's been a long time since someone dared to challenge me. It's just a teacup, but it's still interesting. Also, it reminds me of one of my first teachers, the Man in a Vat. "
"Man in a Vat? That sounds weird. I can't help but think of something unpleasant," Dorcas muttered.
The Wise Sovereign: "You're right. My first mentor, the man in the vat, was a human priest who was captured by his own kind. Both of his legs were chopped off and soaked in a vat with a special medicinal liquid to preserve them, allowing him to live for a period of time. "
The so-called 'kindred' of the Sovereign of the Wise were none other than the Three-Eyed Blue Devils. This was a race that ate humans. Therefore, capturing humans and making them into vats was actually a concept of "food reserves".
"That human priest is pretty good. He's not afraid of death and even preaches in the tribe. It's just that the other clansmen can't understand, only I can … I treat him as a teacher, and he treats me as a student. He wouldn't teach me knowledge directly. He would ask questions and use the method of asking to guide me to think. During that time, I don't know how many questions I answered. "
The Wise Ruler had clearly omitted some stories, such as how they had become teacher and student, and how they had developed mutual trust. This was actually quite important, but since the Wise Sovereign wasn't willing to talk about it in advance, they couldn't ask about it.
"That year, the Month of Blossoms was longer than the previous years, but no matter how long it was, the Month of Spring Sacrifice would eventually come."
The Wise Ruler's story came to an abrupt end.
He didn't mention what happened to the vats. However, the person whose legs were cut off and placed inside the vats didn't receive proper treatment. Without the help of supernatural, it was obvious what happened to him.
Not to mention, the Wise Ruler was still among the Three-Eyed Blue Devils at that time. In other words, he was still a child, and he couldn't change anything. He could only watch as the Month of Spring Sacrifice came, and accept that one day, his enlightened teacher suddenly disappeared.
At the same time, he also accepted the fact that a new piece of soil was dug up in a corner.
The Wise Ruler didn't dwell on his past. He quickly pulled himself out of his melancholy and looked at Angor with a smile. "I've told you a little part of my story. Don't you want to tell me yours?"
Angor didn't know why the Wise Ruler suddenly accepted Dorcas' question. So this was what he was waiting for.
If it's Dorcas, you should ask him. Why are you looking at me like that?
Angor wanted to pretend that he didn't hear anything. But since they were here to "talk", they had to share some secrets. Of course, they weren't secrets to the outside world. They were secrets to old monsters like the Wise Ruler.
So, Angor decided to ask, "What do you want to know, Wise Ruler?"
Angor thought the Wise Ruler would immediately change the topic to the wood spirits. However, the Wise Ruler didn't do that. Instead, the Wise Ruler shifted into a comfortable and lazy sitting position. "I'm talking about my childhood. Why don't you tell me about it too?"
Angor rubbed his chin. "When I was young …"
"What? You can't remember?" The Wise Ruler looked at Angor's serious expression and joked.
As soon as the Sovereign of Wisdom finished speaking, he didn't notice that the nearby Dorcas had suddenly placed his hand on his forehead, a look of speechlessness on his face.
"I can remember, but I don't know what period of time you want to know, Wise Ruler. When I was young? Before I was ten? "
"Before I was twenty," the Wise Ruler replied.
This time, not only Dorcas, but all the other wizards also turned their heads away.
"Before I was twenty? Since the Wise Ruler is talking about my first teacher, I'll talk about my first teacher as well." Angor tried to recall. "He was a very special ordinary man who began to study the world when he was very young. He studied the earth, the air, the light, and the constants of physics … Under his guidance, I also developed a habit of doing research."
Everyone knew about Angor's past. However, this was the first time they heard about this "first teacher".
Hearing that this "first teacher" was an ordinary man who was passionate about research, they all felt a little surprised. No wonder Angor had become one of the pillars of the academies. This "first teacher" must have helped him a lot.
"I thought I could keep learning about the world under his guidance. Unfortunately, he was afflicted with a disease that even supernaturals couldn't cure. "
Angor's expression became a little gloomy.
Everyone thought to themselves, So there are always twists and turns in love.
"In order to cure my teacher's disease, I embarked on the path of supernaturals."
Angor ended the story with these words. Just like the Wise Ruler, there was a lot of blank space to fill in the blanks. However, the general outline of the story was already revealed.
He had to admit that the story of the Wise Ruler was quite similar to Angor's. Both of them were enlightened by their mentors and embarked on different paths. It was just that they pursued different goals.
"Did you cure your first teacher's disease?" the Wise Ruler asked.
"I can't say I cured him, but I can't say I didn't either. Anyway, when I visited him recently, he was quite lively. He was designing a library, working as a city planner, and leading several teams to develop content … "
The Sovereign of Wisdom had actually already prepared himself to console him. Generally speaking, stories like this always ended in tragedy. However, Angor's answer was completely different from what he expected.
"Your first teacher is still alive?" The Wise Ruler was puzzled.
Angor nodded as if it was only natural.
"Isn't he an ordinary man?"
"He's an ordinary man. He looks old, but he's probably in his forties or fifties, right?"
This time, it wasn't just the Sovereign of Wisdom who fell silent. Everyone else present fell silent as well.
The Wise Ruler pondered for a moment. "How old are you?"
It's finally here! The same thought popped up in everyone's mind. They already had this feeling when they heard the Sage asking Angor to tell stories about his life before he turned 20. Because Angor was in that age range!
Angor considered and gave a conservative answer. "I'll be 20 soon."
The Wise Ruler didn't know what to say.
The Sovereign of Wisdom didn't know how to describe what he was feeling right now. All he felt was a mix of emotions. He had always thought highly of Angor. For one thing, Angor had excellent skills. For another, Angor had a mysterious background. Because of these factors, Angor was more important than anyone else here.
To get information from the ruins, one must be brave and resourceful, and Angor was a perfect chess piece.
But now, Angor was told that Angor was only an idiot who wasn't even 20 yet! The Wise Ruler couldn't believe it. It wasn't that he looked down on teenagers. After all, everyone was once a teenager. But was Angor really a teenager with such a mature mind?
Angor had acted like a teenager before. For example, he brought out a teacup for no reason just now. Something like this, which was obviously a mischievous act, looked like a teenager who was not afraid of anything.
But all in all, the Wise Ruler couldn't believe that Angor was a teenager.
The Sovereign of Wisdom was in a daze for a long time, unable to control his expression. Dorcas, who was watching from the side, sighed deeply in his mind. Angor managed to stay so popular in the wizarding world because his story was too unbelievable.
Asking about Angor's age was just asking to be humiliated.
The Wise Ruler didn't care if his mind was damaged or not. However, Angor's age once again proved that he wasn't from Noah Clan.
The Wise Ruler had connections with the outside world. Otherwise, he wouldn't have published The Record of Different Postures of Witchcraft Eyes and Ghosts. Since the Wise Ruler kept an eye on the outside world, he naturally paid attention to the Noah Clan. After all, they were Augustine's descendants, and there was still Augustine's ruins in the underground sewer.
The Wise Ruler didn't have many pawns in the outside world, and he didn't know much about the Noah Clan. However, he could still find out about something like a supernova. Therefore, the Wise Ruler knew that the Noah Clan didn't have a decent supernova this time.
There were quite a few outstanding ones among the new generation of Noah's descendants. But there was no one like Angor.
Since there wasn't a supernova, the ruins wouldn't be opened, so the Wise Ruler didn't pay much attention to it.
If the Noah Clan's descendants didn't come to him directly, and if the Goddess didn't ask him to stop them, the Wise Ruler wouldn't even bother to go out.
"If you're a descendant of a wizard clan, you would have been trained since you were young. They wouldn't let you find your own supernatural path." The Wise Ruler already guessed that Angor wasn't from the Noah Clan, but he still needed to show proof. "So, you're not from the Noah Clan."
Angor didn't deny it this time.
Or rather, he couldn't deny it when he brought the Wood Spirit out of the Stairs of Hanging Prison.
Considering how important the Wood Spirit was to the Wise Ruler, if Angor couldn't explain why the Wood Spirit followed him out, he wouldn't be able to leave the underground sewer.
If he had to explain why the Wood Spirit came out, his background would be exposed. There was no point in pretending to be a descendant of Noah's descendants now.
Angor didn't expect the Wood Spirit to actually remember Sunders. He also didn't expect Sunders to be so important to the Wood Spirit.
Otherwise, Angor would have just shamelessly claimed that he was a descendant of Noah Clan. After all, it was much harder to prove a lie than to prove it without solid proof.
"If I answer the Sovereign Sage's question, then shouldn't it be the Sovereign Sage's turn to answer our questions?"
"Do you want to know the necessary conditions? Or the ruins? "
"I'm fine with anything. Let's talk about the ruins first. "
The Wise Ruler didn't refuse Angor's request. It was something he had to tell Angor anyway.
"Since the Wise Ruler is so straightforward, I'll be honest with you. Yes, I'm not a descendant of Noah Clan. I'm just a passer-by. Or should I say, a traveler. "
"I believe the first part, but I don't agree with the second part. If a passer-by can become the leader of a team, then your team will be a joke. "
Angor was the only one who didn't agree with the Wise Ruler's words. Even Angor's little fan, Vaay, agreed with him in his mind.
Angor was more familiar with this place than anyone else. However, he never asked for anything. It was as if he didn't want anything. Even Vaay felt that something was wrong.
But now, Angor had accepted Black Earl's offer, which meant he was now on the same side as them.
This made them feel a lot less worried about Angor.
Even so, they still wanted to know why Angor came here.
They didn't think the Wise Ruler could find out Angor's true intentions. However, the Wise Ruler might be able to see through Angor's mental defenses and find a flaw, which would reveal Angor's true purpose.
Unfortunately, they would not get what they wanted.
It was true that Angor had a goal. But his biggest goal wasn't the underground waterway. No matter how hard they tried to break through his mental defenses, Angor still wasn't interested.
The only thing he was interested in was his assumption that Augustine's Twin Mirror was created here.
If that was the case, Angor really wanted to visit the ruins. However, he didn't plan to take anything away right now.
(End of Chapter)
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