As soon as he left the heart space, he quickly logged into the dream wasteland.
Soon, he found Broy in the mission center of the new city, who was still trying to find a way out.
The last time Angor saw Broy, he had two stacks of music sheets in front of him. One of them was very tall and was an abandoned sheet, while the other only had a few usable sheets.
Now, there were more than ten stacks of music sheets in front of Broy.
"These are the music sheets I've sorted," Broy explained. "I've arranged them separately for different styles. The one at the top is the one I recommend the most."
After explaining, Broy looked at Angor and said, "Sir, did you get any results from yesterday's Sbrow Three Chapters?"
Angor nodded. "Yes, I got one more seat."
While he was busy recording Uriel's expression, he didn't forget to capture the final information about the final seat.
In the end, the "12th seat of the Empire Music Troupe" was given, which was one seat higher than yesterday's 13th seat.
"It's not much, but I recorded the expression of the master who booked the seat." Angor looked at Broy. "Now, I'll have to trouble you."
While speaking, Angor used his Celestial Shift Authority to construct an illusion box with a mirage as the core.
"There is an illusion recorded in this box. It is the change in the expressions of the participants when they are listening to the Sbro Three Chapters. The box can last for twelve hours. You can play it again and again for as long as you want. "
In other words, Broy needed to analyze Uriel's micro-expressions within twelve hours to determine which section of the Sbrow Three Chapters he preferred more in order to decide on the final score.
Broy nodded and took the illusion box.
However, instead of opening it right away, Broy took out the Mother Tree Communicator and quickly typed in the information.
Several minutes later, a man in a suit wearing a pair of glasses arrived at the mission center.
If Stopp wore a suit, he could be called a thug in a suit, while the bespectacled man had the aura of a refined scum.
"Sir, he's another student of my professor …" Broy introduced.
Broy paused for a second and looked at the man in glasses. The latter immediately understood what Broy meant and stepped forward. "My name is Guy, Lord Padt."
His voice was gentle, and his eyes were restrained.
Angor nodded to Guy. Since Guy was also Ivanasha's student, he should be good at music as well.
Sure enough, according to Broy's introduction, before Guy became an Extraordinary, he was the piano tutor of the daughter of the Chancellor of the Yali Duchy and also a psychological counselor.
Guy had a great gift for music, but he was better at analyzing the human heart than he was at music.
He was able to become the First Minister of Yali Duchy from a commoner because he was good at reading people's expressions.
Broy could also analyze micro-expressions, but Guy's help was much better than Angor's.
As long as he could find a suitable choice in the end, Angor would be happy to see an entire microexpression analysis team, let alone Gaye.
Broy already talked to Guy, so they didn't have to wait too long before they entered the "Movie Viewing" mode.
After reading it for the first time, they reached a consensus that Uriel preferred the last chapter of Sbro's Three Chapters.
However, this didn't mean they could make a choice right away.
There were twenty similar music scores in front of them. What they had to do was to choose the most suitable one from the twenty.
They already had their own ideas. Judging from the intensity of their debate, it would be difficult to come up with an answer in a short time.
They asked Angor for his opinion several times, but Angor didn't care at all and left the choice to them.
In the end, he decided to go offline and come back later.
…
Angor didn't mind discussing with them. He was in such a hurry because he sensed several auras outside the soundproof room when he came out of his heart space.
One of them belonged to Oleo, while the other two were unfamiliar.
Thinking about it, Olao must have brought Charlie back.
However, other than Charlie, there should be another person.
Angor didn't know who it was. He was busy sending Broy his microexpression illusions.
Now that he was offline, Angor carefully sensed the auras and confirmed that the two people outside were a man and a woman.
In terms of energy rank, they were all top-notch apprentices, one step away from becoming an official Magus.
The woman was Shariel, so she should be here. As for the man, Angor had never seen him before. But he felt something familiar about him.
Angor didn't think too much about it. Since they were already here, he could just ask them if he had any questions.
With that in mind, Angor opened the door and walked outside.
However, as soon as he opened the door, a green shadow darted into the soundproof room. Angor reached out his Hand of Spell to grab it.
It was a familiar smooth rod.
He looked down and saw the wood spirit shivering in his hand like a small wooden stick.
Angor looked at the three people who were staring at him. He then looked at the wood spirit again. It was afraid of something.
Luckily, the wood spirit didn't hide itself. Otherwise, Angor wouldn't have been able to find it.
Angor sighed helplessly and comforted the wood spirit. Then he summoned Dangros and Soren and asked them to go into the soundproof room to continue watching Apothecary of Strange Flame.
The wood spirit felt a little better now that there was a door between them. As for Dan Gross and Su Ling, there was no difference at all. They were just watching dramas in a different place.
Angor closed the door and walked out. He nodded to Shariel and the man. "Sorry to keep you waiting."
Shariel quickly shook her head. "N-no, I mean, it's fine. We — we didn't —"
Shariel looked exactly the same as Portia's illusion. She was short, plump, and quiet. She had some freckles on her face, and there were a lot of buckthorns on her head.
Even the yellow robes were exactly the same.
The only thing Angor didn't expect was that Shariel seemed to be shy. Her cheeks were pink, and she was stuttering a little.
Angor smiled and told Shariel to calm down. He then pointed at a sofa nearby and asked them to sit down.
After Charlie and the other man took their seats, Angor walked to Olao's side and sat down.
Shariel seemed to have calmed down a little. "I'm your idol, sir. So I'm —"
Before Shariel could finish, Olao cleared his throat.
Shariel quickly realized something. "No, no, I mean, I'm not your idol, sir. No, I mean, sir, you're my idol!"
Angor smiled. "I know what you mean. It's my honor to be your idol, Miss Shariel."
Shariel lowered her head. Her cheeks were even redder than before.
Angor couldn't tell if she was blushing because of embarrassment or because she saw her "idol".
"I lost my composure," Sariel murmured, lowering her head even further.
Angor chuckled and didn't say anything else. He knew that Shariel was probably measuring the mansion with her toes right now, so it was better not to disturb her.
Angor then looked at the man beside Shariel. This man wasn't in Portia's list. But since he came with Shariel, he must be related to Portia as well.
Also, Angor sensed a familiar scent from this man.
Literally, it was a scent that was both seductive and alluring.
Usually, such a description would be more appropriate for a beautiful woman. But Angor knew that Olao wasn't talking about physical beauty, but something else.
Besides, this man wasn't good-looking at all. In fact, he didn't even fit the aesthetic standards of most people.
He was as fat as a ball and as short as a bamboo shoot. Even if he stood beside Shariel, he could only reach her shoulder, which meant he was probably less than 1.6 meters tall.
However, his waist was bigger than three Shariels put together.
His limbs were also a little "slender".
If he changed his white robe into a pink one, Angor might even mistake him for Tutu Li.
Maybe Angor's gaze was too direct, which made the man feel a little embarrassed. He twisted his waist and spoke in a low voice, "Greetings, Mister Padt. This … is my second time meeting you, sir."
"Second time?" Angor was surprised. They met before?
Angor didn't doubt the man's words. He did sense a familiar scent from this man, but it was too vague to put his finger on it.
But since this was the second time, they must have met before, right? Angor quickly opened and closed the memory box in his mind. He also entered the man's face into the "server", but he didn't get anything.
At least, Angor didn't see this man before.
Or did Angor see him in a different way?
"It's normal that you don't remember me, sir. I saw you through a dark hole, sir. You never saw me before."
"Dark hole?" Angor frowned. Did the man peek at him?
How could he say something like that?
Even Sariel, who was still digging around the mansion, couldn't help but pinch the man's leg. "I told you to keep your mouth shut. Why can't you keep your mouth shut?"
The fat man pouted. "I'm not lying. I saw Mister Padt through a dark hole. He wasn't wearing any clothes yet …"
"Ah!" Charlie quickly stood up and reached out to cover the short and fat man's mouth. "Shut up! Don't tell anyone about this!"
When Sariel covered the man's mouth, Olao gave Angor a puzzled look. Olao didn't say anything, and his eyes were clear, but Angor somehow felt that Olao was trying to say something like, "So you're this kind of person."
The fat man's face turned red, but he didn't say anything else under Sariel's threatening gaze.
Sariel looked at Angor with a red face. "Sir, Tonga is talking nonsense. Please don't blame him …"
"You don't stammer as much now, do you?" Angor asked in a soft voice.
"Huh?" Was this the time to talk about stuttering?
Angor smiled. "It's fine. He's probably telling the truth. You're Tonga, right?"
The fat man glanced at Sariel. Under Sariel's vicious glare, he lowered his voice and said, "Yes, I'm Tonga. But I prefer to be called Oil Badger."
Oil Badger.
Angor's guess was further confirmed when he heard the name.
There was only one time when he was naked in front of an outsider.
Back then, he wasn't a wizard yet. He was only a mortal. By chance, he went to Barbie's Restaurant, where he met his teacher, Sunders.
Back then, Sunders sensed the scratch left on his back by the Nightmare Realm. To check it out, Sunders lifted Angor's shirt.
That was what happened back then.
As for Tonga, there was a high probability that he saw it at that time, and he should be an employee of Barbie's restaurant.
Angor clearly remembered that Greya gave her employees all the typical nicknames, such as Greasy Bird, Tom Weasel, and Slime.
Oil Badger was a perfect nickname for Barbie's Restaurant's employees.
Besides, Angor also noticed the familiar scent on Tonga's body. Therefore, Angor was sure that Tonga was one of the employees who escaped from Barbie's Restaurant.
"You're a Gourmet Wizard from Barbie's Restaurant," Angor said with certainty.
Oil Badger nodded. "Yes, I'm a Gourmet Wizard. I used to work at Barbie's Restaurant. My job is to make edible oil."
Angor then asked about Oil Badger's experience.
According to Oil Badger, it was Portia who saved him when something happened to Barbie's Restaurant.
Now Angor understood why Portia said with a smile, "Maybe Sariel will bring you a surprise when she comes."
There were only two possibilities for the so-called surprise.
First of all, Portia knew that Angor was close to Greya, and Greya claimed that she was looking for a missing employee. By sending the oil badger to Angor, Portia was doing Angor a favor by doing him a favor.
Second, Portia already knew about Angor from Oil Badger. She also heard that Angor was "naked" in public. As someone who liked to have fun, she probably sent Oil Badger to Angor to remind him of this and kill him on the spot.
He didn't know what kind of 'surprise' Portia was talking about. Perhaps … it was a combination of both?
(End of Chapter)
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