It was noon when he reached the top of the mountain, when the sun was at its brightest.
Earlier, Angor heard from Toby that there was a big city on the other side of the mountain, but he had no idea how big it was. When he reached the top and looked down from the balcony, he was surprised to see how big the unknown city was.
The first thing that caught his attention was not the city, but the large body of water. He thought it was connected to the sea, but when he looked down, he realized that it was just an inland lake. Just the size of the lake alone was about half the size of Midnight Sovereign. Midnight Sovereign was a city with millions of residents!
The clear blue lake looked like a giant mirror that reflected the clouds in the sky.
Thousands of white water birds circled around the lake and played among the clouds.
Angor's destination, the city beside the lake, was not a self-built city like he expected. Instead, it was a giant city that stretched from the foot of the mountain to the edge of the lake.
As far as he could see, the lakeside was filled with buildings. However, they were scattered in different directions. In the densest areas, the houses looked like ants. Angor estimated that there were at least hundreds of thousands of people living in the area.
He even saw some artificial islands that extended all the way to the center of the lake. Many buildings were built on the surface of the water, which looked quite interesting.
"It's a big city, and it's in such a good location." Living by the water and surrounded by rich forests, Angor also saw a large basin and a large body of water. The paddy fields and fishing boats that came out of the water were enough to tell how rich this place was.
Maybe he could stay here for a while after finding the location.
But he had to get to Floating Mech City before the purification garden opened next year.
Angor quickened his pace when he went down the mountain. The city looked close from the top of the mountain, but he still needed to find a place to live and reach the gathering area on the same night.
Since he was approaching a crowded area, he deliberately hid his presence to avoid unnecessary trouble.
His black and white checkered windbreaker and smiley face hat were too eye-catching. The passive effect of the bracelet was offset by the windbreaker's eye-catching effect. Now, in order to avoid being too conspicuous, he could only activate the stronger Infinite Reticence.
Under the effect of Infinite Reticence, Angor looked like a Shadow Walker. His figure was faintly discernible under the mottled sunlight.
Dodoro, who was following behind Angor, was also confused for a second when Angor used Infinite Reticence. However, Dodoro's attention was always on Angor, so he did not lose track of him.
On his way down the mountain, he passed by a deep, dark forest.
The first thing he felt when he stepped into the forest was a chill. Then he sensed a faint, foul air lingering in the air.
It was a wizard's sense.
With the power of the Spirit, a Magus' innate senses would be amplified. Auras of evil, undead, and evil could sometimes be sensed even without detection.
"Did many people die here? Or … "Angor frowned as he looked at the ground." Many people are buried here? "
There was foul air here, but it was not strong enough to turn someone into an undead. Angor only thought about it for a moment before he stopped paying attention to it.
However, he only took a few steps when he saw a dark shadow dashing toward him. The shadow quickly jumped onto a large tree nearby.
The shadow was small, about the size of a palm. It moved so fast that Angor could not see its shape with his naked eyes.
"A squirrel? Or a flying weasel? " Angor patted Toby's head and asked him to get up. "Stay alert. I'm counting on you."
Angor did not expect to run into any danger at all. He only woke Toby up because he envied the lazy bird who only knew how to eat and sleep every day. Angor also wanted to live such a life.
Toby did not understand Angor's intention. He stood on Angor's hat and began to act as a lookout.
As he expected, nothing strange happened along the way. The small shadow and the foul aura were like a fleeting cloud that quickly disappeared into the corner of his memory.
It didn't take long for him to leave the forest and reach the flatland.
Soon, he saw several houses built by the lake. Some people were fishing by the lake, and some were working in the fields. They were all mortals. Their clothes were mostly made of cotton and linen, similar to the ones he found in the ranger's house. The women mostly wore long skirts and aprons, while the men wore long shirts and trousers. Their clothes were not exquisite, but overall, they looked clean and tidy.
Angor did not approach them directly. Instead, he used his spirit feelers to listen to their words.
"Common language, but the accent is not strong." Angor glanced at Dodoro who was following him closely. Dodoro's accent was the strongest, but he had to admit that the gentle accent was quite pleasant.
It seemed that Dodoro did not come from this place. Or maybe his accent had changed after a thousand years.
The farmers mostly talked about their daily lives. Plus, this was the harvest season, so Angor only heard about which fields had more and less harvests on his way here. The farmers also noticed Angor's group, but they did not pay much attention to them. Every now and then, a few young girls would look at them and comment on Dodoro's handsome looks, but no one would say anything else.
He felt as if he was back at Padt Manor again. He was young and carefree back then. He also often went to the tea garden. While farming, he chatted with the maid Olga and the head maid Mana about trivial matters of the household.
Those days were relaxing and boring, but Angor missed them a lot. Perhaps it was because he had spent too much time in the wizarding world and rarely met mortals. As soon as he arrived at this place, he was attracted by the peaceful and comfortable life in his mind.
He shook his head and tried to get rid of the memory. Once again, he tried to think of something. He could not relax until he achieved his goal of saving his teacher.
They kept moving forward. To avoid the fields, the main road deviated from the fertile land near the lake. They almost reached the Byzan Mountains before returning to the main road.
Soon, Angor arrived at a more sparsely populated area. He could see the buildings in the distance, but they were still too far away.
The main road, which was away from the crowd, and the deep forest near the Byzan Mountains, was the perfect place for bandits to rob.
Most people would take the main road with vehicles, while solo travelers would take shortcuts. Angor chose the main road because he was not familiar with the place. Besides, he did not want to go through the fields and disturb the lives of ordinary people.
Most people who owned vehicles were rich people. Bandits would always have a lot of money in their pockets. They could just turn around and go into the forest. It was so easy!
Angor complained about the strange construction of the road. He wondered if the government built it like this on purpose. Even if they wanted to avoid the fertile land, they did not need to hide in such a remote area.
As Angor was thinking about it, he heard the loud noise of a robbery not far away.
Angor's eyes flashed with an "I knew it" expression. He looked up, but his eyes froze as soon as he looked over.
Hundreds of meters away, a tall carriage with an exquisite black airtight compartment was surrounded by a group of knife-wielding bandits. This group of knife-wielding bandits were basically wearing a sleeveless top and a black eyepatch. The leader had a fat head and big ears. His body was very big, and his belly was bulging like a balloon. He was also the only one who didn't wear an eyepatch. However, there was a very deep scar on his right eye, which was even more terrifying than the underlings who wore an eyepatch.
The carriage surrounded by these bandits was obviously a noble's carriage. Even the coachman was a silver-haired old man in a black gentleman's suit. The old man with round-rimmed glasses showed a hint of fear in his eyes. He said to the leader, "What do you want? If you want money, we can give it to you. But please leave immediately after giving it to us. "
"Money? Of course I want it! But … "The fat man revealed a hideous smile." But I want her too! Give Miss Margot to us, and we'll take good care of her … "
When he said "take good care of her", the other bandits all grinned obscenely.
"One-Eyed Brotherhood! You dare to do this in Water Grasse?! Aren't you afraid of the Count's wrath?! "The old coachman shouted.
The group of bandits known as the One-eyed Brotherhood, however, laughed out loud. "Fury? Things are different now. We don't have to be afraid of that old bastard Leonrick. "
Angor did not know why the One-Eyed Brotherhood dared to call the Count by his name. But judging from their fearless looks, they were not afraid of the Count at all. The coachman's face darkened. This was going to be a dead end.
Suddenly, the coachman saw a figure walking alone not far away.
"You think you'll never find out about Miss Margot's kidnapping? If the Count finds out, you'll disappear from this world forever! " While speaking, the coachman made a hand gesture to the approaching man when no one was paying attention to him.
The gesture didn't mean anything. It just meant to tell the coachman to run. Perhaps he was going to die here today, but if someone could inform the count, even if he died, it would be worth it.
The coachman only hoped that the man had good eyesight so he could see his gesture.
The coachman saw Dodoro and the others. Dodoro's eyesight was fine, but expecting a handicapped child to understand his hand gestures … Angor, who had a very low sense of presence, couldn't help but sigh in a low voice.
Dodoro saw the coachman's gesture, but he didn't understand it. His only thought now was to follow Angor as far as he could.
When Dodoro was about a hundred meters away from the scene, some of the Brotherhood's members noticed him even though the bandits had their backs to them.
"Boss, someone's coming from behind! Looks like a farmer from around here. "The scout kept an eye on Dodoro while speaking to the fat, scarred man.
"A farmer?" The scarred man glanced at Dodoro and snorted. "He's just a hothead. Take him and the old man down."
The coachman sighed softly, his face turning gloomy. Not only was he in trouble this time, but he was also worried about the young lady's safety.
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