After showing the logos on the glove and the accessory, Angor finally finished his story.
However, to be careful, Angor added, "Everything I said is based on the clues I found. I'll need the wood spirit to tell me more about it."
Angor tapped the vine on the cane again, asking it to speak.
However, the wood spirit was still playing dead.
"Think about it. It's your little crown. It's a beautiful ornament that belongs to you. But the Witch's Eye took it away from you. Don't you feel sad?"
The Wood Spirit trembled for a moment, but then stopped.
Angor continued, "You know, when I saw the Witch's Eye, it placed the ornament at the most obvious place on its body. It was the brightest among all the Witch's Eyes. I saw it and the beautiful ornament at once. It's a Witch's Eye, but it's beautiful. With the ornament, it's even more beautiful … "
The more Angor praised the Witch's Eye, the more the vine trembled. However, the wood spirit remained silent.
However, the wood spirit used another method to express its weak protest.
It extended a thin vine and wrote a single word on the table — mine.
Perhaps to emphasize its words, the wood spirit grew three glowing green buds at the end of the vine, which looked like three exclamation marks.
The words on the table were full of mysteries. Judging from the words, "mine!", one would think that the wood spirit was a domineering spirit.
However, when it came to reality, it was still difficult to explain.
Still, the fact that the wood spirit dared to use words to answer was already an improvement.
Angor decided to strike while the iron was hot. "I know the ornament is yours, and so is the crown. They're all yours. But now, I want you to answer me. Is there any difference between my story and the truth? "
As far as Angor was concerned, every living being would face some kind of difficulty. Such difficulties could be survival, inferiority, environmental problems, social problems, and so on. Some of these difficulties were limited by the species and could not be overcome. However, most of them were limited by the mind, which could be overcome.
As long as the first obstacle was overcome, the second one would be easier.
Angor had the same expectation for the wood spirit.
Since the wood spirit used words to express the first obstacle, it should be easy for the second one.
Angor looked at the wood spirit enthusiastically. However, he still underestimated the wood spirit's weakness. Time slowly passed … Two minutes later, the wood spirit still hadn't given any response.
Instead, the word "mine!" on the table slowly shrank back.
When the vine was about to wrap around the cane again, Angor grabbed the end of the vine. "Don't forget our promise."
The promise was to let the wood spirit see its "master" Sunders.
Angor didn't say anything else about the agreement, but the wood spirit sensed the threat in his words.
After hesitating for a long time, the Wood Spirit extended its vines again and placed a word on the table: "Bad."
"Sunders? What's the difference? "
Perhaps because the threat was still in effect, the wood spirit hesitated for a moment before continuing to answer. However, the wood spirit seemed to be dissatisfied with Angor's threat. It kept repeating its words word by word.
It took him a long time to figure out what exactly was wrong with the bird.
In fact, Angor's story was almost complete. However, there were some minor differences. The crown and the ornaments were indeed taken away by the Witch's Eye. However, the Witch's Eye did not care about the other two rings, so it did not take them. It was not like Angor said, that the wood spirit simply threw them away.
The remaining two rings were naturally extremely precious to the Wood Spirits at that time. Therefore, the wood spirit gathered its courage and moved to another hiding spot.
However, there were simply too many Witch Eye Ghosts in that area. Later on, the Wood Spirit bumped into another Witch Eye Ghost. Perhaps that Witch Eye Ghost wanted to please that beautiful Witch Eye Ghost, so it took another ring from the Wood Spirit.
Now, the wood spirit only had one more ring left.
The wood spirit finally made up its mind to leave after its most cherished possession had been snatched away from it. But it ran into Silesia …
That was the general outline of the story. Angor's guess was almost the same to others. But for the wood spirit, there was a big difference. It was involved in this, and the four ornaments it lost were all its treasures.
The wood spirit used its vine to tell its story. Seeing that Angor did not ask any more questions, it quickly returned to its cane and continued to act as a vine ornament.
Angor looked up at the Wise Overseer. "Now the story is clear. I don't have any clairvoyance ability. I only collected these ornaments because of my professor. I didn't think it had anything to do with the wood spirit. But then I got the last silver ring from Miss Cecilia, and when I compared it with the other silver rings, I made the connection. I think they all belong to the wood spirit. "
"Also, I have another idea."
"The Wood Spirit came from the staff, which belonged to your teacher." The Wise Overseer spoke first. "That staff belonged to your teacher."
Angor nodded. "Correct."
The Wise Overseer fell into deep thought. This was too much of a coincidence for him. But after listening to the wood spirit's explanation and Angor's review, the logic behind it all made sense.
More importantly, if this was not a coincidence, then it had to be a plan that took at least several hundred years. This plan might even have to consider the birth of spirits, the Witch's Eyes, etc.
A plan that took hundreds of years was not difficult. But anyone who could do something like this must have the support of a powerful Prophet. Considering the current level of Prophets in the southern wizarding region, only "Immortal Crown" Lupouille and "Old Inquisitor" Hastur could do something like this.
But what reason would a Prophet of this level have to come here to set up a trap?
As the Wise Overseer pondered, Angor spoke, "You think it's too much of a coincidence, don't you? I think so too. Who would've thought that hundreds of years ago, my professor, who was still an apprentice, would lose his cane when he was chased by a Witch's Eyes during his first trip to the underground waterway? "
Angor specifically mentioned that his professor was still an "apprentice" when he lost his cane.
What kind of plan could an apprentice have? What kind of power could he have that could affect the development of his professor hundreds of years later?
Angor also mentioned that he lost his cane when being chased by a Witch's Eyes.
And who was the one who sent the Witch's Eyes there? The Wise Overseer himself.
Speaking of coincidences, the Wise Overseer himself was also one of them.
"What's more, the cane actually gave birth to a spirit." Angor sighed. "It's all a coincidence, but it's really just a coincidence."
The Wise Overseer understood Angor's meaning. "I can believe all the coincidences you speak of are coincidences. But I don't think it's a coincidence that you're here. "
Angor chuckled. "Did you forget the first sentence I wrote in the Book of Commandments? I'm just a passerby, not a returnee. "
The Wise Overseer stared at Angor in silence. The Book of Commandments did contain such a sentence, but Angor's wording was ambiguous.
"I can give you a complete explanation for that, but it's not one of those two questions. Let's go back to the first two questions."
The Wise Overseer nodded.
"As for the second question, how did I convince the wood spirit to follow me? I'm sure you already know the answer to that question. "
"The wood spirit's true form is my professor's lost cane. I promised to bring it to my professor, and that's why it followed me."
The Wise Overseer did not object to this. It was a logical truth.
"Now, let me answer the first question. How did I find the wood spirit?"
"I don't think I need to answer that. I'm wearing the gloves my professor gave me, and I'm holding the same cane as my professor. The cane is made from a derivative of the wood spirit's true form. It's only natural that the wood spirit would be confused when it saw me."
"What I said in the Path of Void wasn't a lie. The wood spirit was talking to me. It contacted me on its own accord. I just need to explain the situation to it, and that's all. "
Everything seemed to be going as Angor said.
However, there was one thing that Angor did not explain. "How did you know about the fork?"
Angor gave the Wise Overseer a helpless look. "There's something fishy about the fork. The Wise Overseer told me about it. I didn't know."
Under the Wise Overseer's doubtful gaze, Angor told him about the two coordinates he sensed from the cane after entering the second level.
Also, how did he deduce that the Wood Spirit was at the fork in the road from the two coordinates?
"When the wood spirit contacted me, it suddenly went silent, so I assumed it was scared and left. So I went to the place where the wood spirit was most likely to appear, the fork, and called for it.
"As for the fishy thing you mentioned, I don't know anything about it."
To prove that he was not lying, Angor wrote on the Book of Truth: The Wise Overseer told me about the fishy thing at the fork. I didn't know anything about it before.
The words were still there, which meant Angor was telling the truth.
However, it was obvious that he had written this sentence with a deeper meaning …
The Wise Overseer knew that Angor was trying to prove himself, but at the same time, he was trying to tell the Wise Overseer not to think too much about it. Most of the time, the answer was simple. If you overcomplicate things, it's your own problem.
The Wise Overseer looked at the words on the Book of Truth and remained silent.
He would believe it even if Angor did not write it down. The Book of Truth explained all of Angor's strange actions after going to the second level. For example, why did Angor go into the void filled with spatial rifts? Why did he only go to two points along the way? It was all because of the wood spirit.
After understanding this point, the Wise Sovereign felt a rare hint of awkwardness.
The thing he cared about the most turned out to be a misunderstanding. He even imagined all kinds of secret deals between Angor and the Goddess.
Now that Angor put the truth on the Book of Truth for everyone to see, the Wise Overseer felt even more embarrassed.
He regretted using the Book of Truth in the first place. He could have used other methods.
The Wise Overseer calmed himself down and looked at Angor again. "I agree with both questions. But there's one thing you didn't mention. "
Angor sighed in his mind. Here it comes. Here it comes. I'm going to lose my cover.
As expected, the Wise Overseer wanted Angor to reveal his cover. To be more precise, he wanted Angor to reveal his teacher's cover.
"As the wood spirit's teacher, I can respect it and go to its former master. However, I need to know more about it before I can make a decision. "
Angor really wanted to say that the wood spirit had the freedom to choose.
However, considering the reality of the situation, this was still impossible. In the Magus World of the Southern Region, it was difficult to have absolute freedom of choice. Moreover, the wood spirit's personality was extremely flawed. From a certain perspective, it was possible to treat the wood spirit as a patient who needed to be taken care of and accompanied.
The Wise Overseer took care of the wood spirit for hundreds of years. He had the right to make decisions for the wood spirit.
Because of this, he didn't want to argue with the Wise Overseer about this. However, he felt a little conflicted when he thought about losing his cover.
Under the watchful gaze of the Wise Overseer, Angor finally revealed his teacher's name.
"Sunders Igulo."
The Wise Overseer pondered for a moment. "I see."
"You know him, Overseer?"
"I haven't been out for a long time, but I still have my sources. The war god of the southern wizarding region, known as Phantom Master, has been quite popular in recent years. I heard that his illusions are unique. Judging from your illusions, they are quite interesting. "
The Wise Overseer paused for a moment before continuing, "But according to my sources, one of Sunders' students is a wizard named Sumesh."
Angor decided not to beat around the bush. "Sumesh is a truth-finder wizard now, so he's my senior. I became Sunders' student a few years ago. "
"By the way, should I introduce myself? I'm Angor Padt, from Brute Cavern."
Dorcas muttered from the side, "Rumor has it that Sir Mirage intercepted it."
Angor smiled and did not refute. Everyone already knew about this, so he did not mind explaining.
The Wise Lord wasn't concerned about Angor's success. He was more concerned about the fact that Angor only became a superhuman in recent years. Such supernovas were extremely rare even ten thousand years ago.
Let's talk about Brute Cavern instead of Angor's special background.
The Wise Overseer finally understood why Angor had such a powerful organization behind him. Brute Cavern was already a super wizard organization ten thousand years ago. Even Nether City could not compare with it. Legendary wizards from Brute Cavern could be found all over the general planes. Anyone who came from Brute Cavern would find a place to stay in a wizard world.
Even now, in the age of legends, Brute Cavern was still considered a super wizard organization.
There was also the Elder of Books, whose name was remembered by countless people ten thousand years ago. The Elder of Books was still alive and guarding the knowledge of Brute Cavern.
It was not surprising that Brute Cavern was able to raise Angor.
But since Angor came from Brute Cavern, it meant that the Wise Overseer's guess was wrong.
There was no such thing as a hundred-year plan.
The Wise Overseer knew about Brute Cavern's situation several hundred years ago. Brute Cavern was a comprehensive wizard organization that had powerful wizards from all three major branches. However, they lacked two types of wizards: Gourmet Wizards and Prophets Wizards.
Without Prophets Wizards, there was no way Brute Cavern could have set up a hundred-year plan.
Besides, Brute Cavern was very far away from Nether City. No one from Brute Cavern ever came here. The Wise Overseer did not believe that Brute Cavern was interested in Nether City.
Brute Cavern was much more powerful than the underground water system. Who would want to go to a dilapidated hut when they already had a splendid palace?
The Wise Overseer finally solved all his questions about the wood spirit and Sunders' cane.
However, he still had another question. Was Angor's arrival really a coincidence as Angor claimed?
(End of Chapter)
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