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Chapter 296

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The first glimmer of dawn was like ink falling into water, slowly dispersing the darkness of the night. Before the sun rose completely, the surroundings were still in an awkward state. Angor could only faintly see two people walking toward him, but he could not see their faces clearly. When the short man in front of him rushed toward him with mixed feelings of joy and worry, Angor's eyes finally brightened up.

"Sailum?!"

The short man was wearing a white wizard robe that covered his entire body like a bedsheet. Only his round head was exposed. Angor recognized him by the light of the burning oil on the doorpost.

"Angor! Thank goodness you're fine! You have no idea how worried we were! "Sailum was so excited that tears began to appear in his eyes.

Angor clicked his tongue and took out a handkerchief from his pocket. "Hey kid, we haven't seen each other for only a few days and you're already crying? Once you become a wizard, you won't see each other for hundreds of years. What should you do then? You're an adult now. You need to learn to grow up! " When he said "learn to grow up", he purposely imitated Sunders' tone. Speaking of which, it felt pretty good to look down on someone.

"Angor, I'm glad you're fine." The tall woman behind Sailum also came to them. Her voice was calm, but Angor could still sense the strong emotions behind it.

"Nausica, long time no see."

"How's your injury?" Sailum suddenly asked, "How's your injury? You're bleeding a lot. You scared me to death. "

"Injury? What injury? "

"Don't pretend. I know you're sad that Toby … left. Just cry if you want to. Don't pretend to be happy. I feel sorry for you. "Sailum pretended to be mature and opened his arms." Come, I'll lend you my shoulder. "

Angor pushed Sailum away and grumbled, "What are you talking about? Toby was sleeping. Who left?" He carefully took Toby out of his inner pocket and placed it on his palm.

Toby's wounds were completely healed except for a few feathers that fell off. Toby's chest was still moving rhythmically. Clearly, it was just sleeping.

"Toby is fine? Wait, I saw Lady Twilight … "Sailum stopped and put on a relieved expression." It's fine as long as he's fine. "

"Twilight?" "You went to Twilight Auction?" Sailum asked. "You went to Twilight Auction?"

Sailum nodded. "I went there with Miss Nausica, but we didn't go inside. We stayed in the outer hall and watched the big screen. Later, when a slave was being auctioned, Toby suddenly appeared on the screen. While I was wondering, you also appeared on the screen. Then, I saw you and Toby being … Sigh, fortunately, you're fine. "

Nausica patted Sailum's shoulder with her left hand. "I told you it's fine. When Twilight was about to hurt you, the screen in the outer hall suddenly went dark. I thought someone must have saved you."

But he didn't think too much about it. "You saved me, sir." He didn't want to talk about the details. He simply told Nausica what happened to Sunders.

"I thought so too. Only Mister Sunders has the guts to do something like this in an auction." Nausica looked envious. "I explained it to Sailum, but he didn't believe me. He dragged me to your door and waited for two days."

"You've been waiting for me here for two days?" Angor was touched by their kindness.

"You're exaggerating, Miss Nausica. We didn't wait forever. We also arranged to rent a house in Apprentice Town." Sailum pointed at two small courtyards several hundred meters away and said, "Those are the houses we rented. We wanted to be neighbors with you so we could eat together. But your place is too far away from the settlement. You're the only one nearby. We don't have enough magic crystals to build a new house, so we had to find a place close to you. "

"It's fine. It's close. I'm about to throw up from the food anyway. Don't blame me for freeloading, "Angor chuckled.

"Speaking of which, why did Toby suddenly rush into the auction?" Sailum asked curiously.

"About that … Let's not stand there. Come on, I'll tell you." Angor invited them inside.

He first went to the attic and took Toby's small bed down to his bedroom. After putting Toby on the soft bed, he walked out of his room.

Angor whispered to them about Toby's background, Greya, and Barbie's Restaurant.

After he finished speaking, the atmosphere fell into a period of silence. After a while, Nausica blew out a smoke ring and smiled. "I see. No wonder Toby flew down when he saw the eyeless man being auctioned."

"I didn't know Toby had such a complicated background," Sailum said.

Angor chuckled. "Complicated, huh? Actually, Toby's life was quite smooth. It was his former master who had a complicated background. "

"Greya? She was a legendary figure. Too bad she's gone now." Nausica always paid attention to female wizards, especially those who were on the path of truth like Greya.

He didn't mention that Greya might not be dead yet. Instead, he changed the topic with a smile.

"Oh, I almost forgot to get you some water." Angor took out two cups and filled them up with water using Create Water.

When he was about to fill the other cup with water, Sailum snatched the empty cup from his hand and cast Create Water on it as well.

Compared to last time, Sailum used the spell much faster this time. It was almost as fast as Angor's casting speed. It was obvious that he had been working hard on the cantrip model.

"I didn't embarrass you, did I?" Sailum picked up the glass filled with water, gave Angor a proud smile, and drained it in one gulp.

Angor, on the other hand, was still smiling. He poured away the water in the other cup, refilled it, and handed it to Nausica.

"The model is stable, and your mana output is faster than last time too. But — "Angor chuckled." You're too naive. I haven't washed a cup in two months. "

Sailum's smile immediately disappeared. He said pitifully, "Why didn't you remind me?"

"Because I want to give you a chance to show off." Angor grinned.

Nausica watched her two friends bickering and felt all the gloominess she had been feeling for the past few days was gone. She lifted the cup and took a sip.

Angor was talking to Sailum, but he still paid some attention to Nausica. When he saw Nausica patting Sailum's shoulder outside, he already had a strange feeling. Something was not right.

Now, Nausica took the cup and drank.

Angor felt even more strange. He looked at Nausica's left hand and suddenly recalled a scene … Outside the door, Nausica was standing on Sailum's left side, but she patted Sailum's shoulder with her left hand. Now, her right hand was closer to Angor, but she took the cup with her left hand.

Angor looked at Nausica's right hand in confusion. It was covered by a black robe, so he could not see anything.

"Nausica, your right hand … is injured?"

"Injured?" Nausica shook her head with a smile and lifted the robe covering her right hand. "No. I just accidentally lost it."

Lost it?! Before Angor could figure out what the words meant, he saw the empty space on his right shoulder. His expression froze.

"Don't worry. Losing my right arm is not a big deal. It won't affect my strength." Nausica smiled brightly in the smoke. "You can just transplant a new arm. 70% of Bloodline Wizards know how to transplant limbs. Mine isn't a big deal. The other day at Twilight Auction, there was an Olan Gibbon's right arm on sale. But I thought the arm with green hair looked a little ugly, and it was too expensive, so I didn't buy it. "

Angor also remembered that "Olan Gibbon's right arm" was sold for 1300 magic crystals in the end.

Nausica was not someone who cared about appearances. Saying the arm was ugly was just an excuse. It was probably because the price was too high.

Angor recalled all the transplanted organs at Twilight Auction. Most of them cost more than ten thousand magic crystals. Not all organs could be transplanted into a wizard's body. Some organs were too strong, some were too weak, and some could not be manually clamped onto a Bloodline. Even the most suitable organs would need to be nurtured with a Cultivation Spell for a long time. Sometimes, an organ that had been nurtured for more than ten years would become useless and could only be discarded.

Therefore, transplanting organs was not something that ordinary Apprentice Adepts could afford. However, many spells could only be cast by transplanted organs. For example, a low-level cantrip called "Dog Nose" required a canine organ to cast its spell, which caused the market price of organs to skyrocket.

"When I become a level-2 apprentice, I'll go to the Abyss Plane again. Maybe I'll find a suitable organ for my right arm. "Nausica used to be a pirate leader. She was used to seeing missing arms and legs, so she did not mind it.

"But I don't know when I'll become a level-2 apprentice. The Moonfrost Passage near Brute Cavern will be closed by then. If I want to go to the Abyss Plane for free, I'll have to join the Moonfrost Plane Exploration Team. That's a notorious Exploration Team." Angor frowned.

"Don't worry. Plans can't keep up with changes. Let's just wait and see. Maybe something will happen in the next second. Even if I can't find a suitable organ, I'll just install an iron hook first. When I was at Blackberry Waters, those pirate leaders would cut off their arms and install iron hooks to show off their identities. " Nausica recalled the past. "Captain Cyclops, the Iron Hook Pirate, Blackbeard, Redbeard … All of them had iron hooks. They've become the standard feature of pirates. When I install an iron hook, people can recognize me right away. Isn't that great? "

Nausica was still talking. Angor frowned. Iron hook?

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

Iron hook reminded him of many things. Well, he did not have to transplant it. A few days ago, he saw a sci-fi oil painting on his hologram tablet.

A half-naked man floated among the stars. His limbs were covered in armor, his eyes were closed, and his silver hair was scattered everywhere.

Angor only thought about the painting when he saw it. Now that he thought about it, it gave him a new idea.

Before transplanting an organ from a powerful monster, it would be a good choice to install a mechanical prosthesis.

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