The mist of the night was still thick, and the light of dawn was still shining.
In such a time of day and night, two women wearing gauze were washing their feet by a small stream at the edge of the apprentice town. They were smiling brightly under the sunlight.
The woman in the white gauze was about seventeen or eighteen years old. She had long blond hair, which looked like a fairy who had just left the mortal world.
The woman in the golden gauze was in her early thirties. She had a curvaceous body and a pair of charming purple eyes. Her long, dark brown hair was soaked in the stream, and when she swung it gently, she looked like a beautiful, wet woman.
The man who was watching Angor from the stream was now staring at the two women. He gulped and wanted to pounce on them.
The two women looked harmonious and beautiful, but at this time, they were talking about meaningless topics.
"I've been washing my feet for two days. My feet are swollen."
"You're fine. Just soaking your feet. I've already shaken my wet hair for two days. I'll definitely fall sick when I go back. "
"Hang in there. For the future."
"Future? What future? We'll have no future if we offend a wizard. "
"Don't think like that. Wizards are humans too. They have emotions too. If we can get them to open their mouths, we still have a chance to conquer the city."
"Forget it. Maybe other wizards can help us. But this … it's hard to say."
"What do you mean?"
"I have a sister named Melaner. She was working at the Tree Spirit Palace. She tried to seduce this wizard, but he yelled at her. That wizard … he doesn't know how to appreciate women. "
While the two of them were whispering to each other, the door that had remained silent for several days suddenly opened.
Wearing his wizard robe and hood, he slowly walked to the entrance of the yard.
Following his movement, people began to crowd around him.
As soon as Angor opened the gate, a group of people quickly gathered around him.
"Mister Padt, this is a letter from my master. Please take a look at it."
"I have a one-use space capsule. It's a gift from my master, Mister Padt. Please read it!"
"Mister Padt …"
"Mister Padt …"
Before he could say anything, a powerful wave of mana blasted into the crowd and forced them apart. A fat man with a pair of golden teeth walked to him. "Master Padt, my name is Jurington. Nice to meet you."
Another level-3 apprentice. Angor could sense the strong mana coming from him.
"Nice to meet you. I have something to do today, Mister Jurington. Let's talk next time."
With that, he tried to walk around the man.
Jurington frowned and stopped Angor with a fat hand. "Master Padt, can you do me a favor and listen to me?" As he spoke, he clapped his hands. The two pretentious women by the river shook their hips and walked over with seductive expressions.
"They are my gifts to the Great Master. One is a virgin, and the other is excellent in bed. I guarantee that the Great Master will be satisfied." Jurrington gave Angor a dirty look. Angor did not show any reaction, but the onlookers all looked at him enviously.
Jurrington gestured for the two girls to come forward.
However, when they were about to reach for him, Angor raised a hand to stop them from doing so.
"No need. You can keep them. I'm not interested in them. "
Jurington rolled his eyes and pushed the two girls aside. He pulled a man with a handsome face out of the crowd. "How about this one?"
The man was puzzled, but he quickly realized what was going on. He flipped his hair and posed in what he thought was a handsome pose.
He almost coughed up blood from his chest. "I don't have any special hobbies! My professor wants to talk to me. If you really want to stop me, Mister Jurington, I don't mind staying behind to talk to you. "
Jurington's expression changed when he heard Angor mentioning "professor". He stepped aside and said, "Since it's Mister Sunders, I won't stop you. We'll talk next time."
Using Sunders' banner, Angor swaggered away.
"Mister Sunders is looking for you?" Jurrington snorted. "Mister Sunders wants to talk to you? Fine, I'll save you some face this time. " With that, Jurington turned and left. He did not forget to take the two girls with him. "If you don't want to enjoy them, leave them to me!"
People were still pointing at Angor when he left. They only quieted down after he boarded the bus.
He was the only one on the bus, so he let Toby out. Toby climbed out of Angor's loose wizard robe, flapped its wings, and landed on Angor's shoulder.
Toby's injuries had healed. Only the feathers on its chest and back had not grown out. However, the white lace princess dress did not reveal anything.
Last night, Angor made a basic alchemy plan. Since it involved a complicated magic array, it would probably trigger another omen. Angor left the house early in the morning and planned to go to The Tributary's otherworldly laboratory.
He brought Toby with him because he did not have enough space to store his items.
Under Toby's neck feathers, there was a soft, snow-white feather. This was a space storage Angor made for Toby last night. It had a storage capacity of nine cubic meters, which was the limit of low-tier space storage. Inside, Toby's clothes, food, and a small bed were stored. Angor named it "Snowy Feather".
He would need a lot of materials to go to The Tributary, but he had to sell all the space storage he made. Left with no other choice, Angor put all the materials and alchemy tools he needed into Snowy Feather. He also took Toby with him.
Toby chirped on Angor's shoulder. Ever since Angor gave Toby the feather, the bird was so happy that it rubbed against Angor's shoulder and sang to express its happiness.
Toby's singing was … awful. But since the bird walked out of the darkness, Angor decided to let it be. There was no one else on the bus anyway.
While Toby was playing around, Angor also looked at it curiously. "Hey, you're a male bird. Why are you wearing a princess dress? Aren't you ashamed?"
Toby stopped singing and gestured at Angor with his wings. "Caw caw caw caw."
"You're right. Humans can't impose their aesthetic standards on a bird." Angor nodded. "But what's the point of showing off like this? Was it to attract female birds? For mating? "
He recalled the animal documentary he watched a few days ago and asked out of curiosity.
You're the one who wants to mate! Toby rolled his eyes. Thinking about the Snowy Feather Angor gave him, he resisted the urge to kick Angor and explained his nature.
It took Toby a long time to explain the complicated information. Angor had to ask again and again until the bus finally arrived at Tree Spirit Garden station. Angor finally got a general idea of what was going on.
He put Toby back into his robe and walked toward The Tributary while pondering Toby's words.
Greya's "Life Creation" was one of the best self-created spells in the world. It had broken through the barrier of Occult Gourmet and reached a new level of mystery.
Through Creation, Greya created Section Ephemera, Mana Whirlpool of Steam, Twisting Protozoa, and many other creatures with incredible abilities.
However, these creatures all had one thing in common — they were not intelligent.
Toby, on the other hand, was the most advanced creation spell Greya had ever created. It even broke through the law of the world's consciousness and created a creature with both intelligence and mana.
Toby's birth was an accident, but Greya didn't panic at all.
It was common knowledge that all chefs would add seasonings to their dishes before serving. A Gourmet Wizard was a wizard, but she was still a chef.
Greya was surprised when she "cooked" Toby. But after confirming Toby's attributes, she began to add seasonings freely like a chef.
Greya's Barbie's Restaurant already showed that she was not a decent person. Or rather, there were not many decent people in Candy House, or even Fairy Town.
Therefore, the first seasoning Greya added to Toby's dish was "Indecent".
"Indecent" sounded like a dirty word, but Toby's "indecent" behavior was due to its strange sense of aesthetics and its abnormal love for colorful clothes.
Angor rubbed his chin. He thought Greya taught Toby's hobby over a long period of time. He did not expect it to be because of an unexpected "seasoning".
"Did Greya add anything else when cooking you?" Angor asked out of curiosity.
Through his spirit feelers, Angor sensed Toby shaking its head inside his pocket.
Toby said, "Coo coo coo coo." There seemed to be other condiments, but it didn't know what they were.
Angor nodded and sighed. "Creation … What an amazing spell. Are all self-created spells that don't follow the rules and follow the path of others all so amazing? "
All self-created spells were based on one's own understanding, experience, and knowledge, and they had to be original. They could not be created simply by changing the arrangement of elements. For example, some Occult spells could not be rearranged. What could you do about it?
Angor suddenly had a bold idea. Since he had the knowledge of another civilization, could he use the knowledge of Earth's civilization to create his own spells?
…
The Tributary.
Angor stopped in front of a blue lake with rippling waves.
He would pass by this lake every time he came to Tree Spirit Garden, but he never paid much attention to it.
To Angor's surprise, the "The Tributary" mentioned by Vice when he gave him the record card was this seemingly ordinary blue lake.
According to Vice, anyone who had a record card and jumped into the lake would enter an alternate dimension.
The Tributary was located in a remote area. Angor looked around and did not see anyone else. He considered for a moment, took out the glowing record card, and slowly stepped into the lake.
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