This so-called "play" of his. In other words, he was repeating the story about Toby he told Greya yesterday.
If he randomly chose a play from Earth, Greya might not be interested in it. He was not sure what Greya's preferences were. But he chose Toby's story, which happened to be the softest part of Greya's heart. Even if the illusion was boring, Greya would still find it interesting.
Time passed bit by bit just like that. When Angor's mana ran out, Toby's story came to an end.
When the illusion disappeared, Greya still looked like she wanted to see more of it.
After enjoying the visual feast, Greya closed her eyes to savor the aftertaste. After a while, she spoke again, "Your illusion creation skills are similar to your professor's. Maybe the southern wizarding region will have another great illusionist one day. "
Angor chuckled.
"And you'll become a great alchemist one day."
Greya suddenly recalled the alchemy incident that almost shook the entire southern wizarding region.
"Lady Isabelle stole half of your Mystery soul. Do you hate her?" Greya asked curiously.
"No." Angor hesitated for a moment before replying, "No."
"You're hesitating, so I don't believe you. Think about it. There are only a handful of Mystery Alchemists in the southern wizarding region. It'll be a great honor if you can become one. " Greya's tone suddenly changed. "Glory is one thing, but do you really think you're qualified to take on such a title at your current age?"
Greya didn't use "own" but "accept" to remind Angor.
Angor was surprised. He didn't consider the possibility of "getting into trouble because of his wealth". Not to mention, in the eyes of wizards, he was just an ant.
Not long ago, Felicia tried to force him to join Candy House. If it weren't for Isabelle and Greya, he might have ended up like this.
Angor hadn't even left Dark Castle yet, and he was already affected by "getting into trouble because of his wealth". It was obvious that he couldn't accept such a title at his current age.
Moreover, was he really at the level of a "mysterious alchemist"?
Of course not.
The creation of a mysterious item was something that could not be grasped or replicated. His last alchemy experiment had been a stroke of luck. When the number of undead in the Black Forest had reached its peak, he happened to inscribe the Prelude to Elimination at the right time. The Mysterious Spirit was born from the combination of all the undead, which led to the qualitative change.
He was aware of his own level. If he was targeted because of "possessing a jade ring" and was found out in the end that his level was actually very ordinary, then one could imagine what would happen to him.
Angor remained silent.
As Greya said, it was not appropriate for him to use this title on himself. He was not qualified to do so yet. Be it in terms of alchemy or personal level, he was still an ant beneath the masses in the World of Adepts. He was not worthy of being mentioned in public.
Greya saw that Angor already understood what she meant and did not continue the topic. Instead, he finished the Soul Beads on the plate and stood up. With a tap of his finger, the transparent walls around him reverted back to their normal state, and he was no longer able to see into the rooms on either side.
"The awakening of my soul is the happiest I've been since I came to Dark Castle. At least it's not as boring as before. " Greya yawned. "My soul is going to rest. Take Toby with you, or 'she' might roast Toby as food." "Oh, right. My soul is going to take a rest. Take Toby with you, or 'she' might roast Toby as food." Of course, Greya was referring to the other soul in her body, the gluttonous girl with a huge appetite.
Greya handed Toby to Angor, but Angor hesitated for a while and did not take it.
Instead, he lowered his head and spoke to Greya, "I'm leaving Dark Castle, ma 'am."
"Already?" Greya frowned. She used to run a restaurant, so she was not surprised to see Angor leaving. But … Greya looked at Toby and sighed in her mind.
"As you said, ma 'am, every living being in the wizarding world has their own obstacles. I need to overcome them too. I can't waste my time. There are still many things waiting for me, and many people waiting for me. "Angor glanced at Toby in Greya's hand and felt a little sad.
In the end, they had to part. It was better to suffer early than late. Perhaps Toby would be safer and happier if he stayed with Greya.
Greya rubbed her chin. "I see … So you don't want to take Toby with you anymore?"
"Can I keep taking Toby with me?" Angor's eyes glowed as he asked in a hopeful tone.
"Of course not," Greya replied.
Angor's raised shoulder drooped again after hearing the reply.
Greya rolled her eyes. "It's not impossible. But you have to promise me something …"
…
After Greya left, Angor looked at the sleeping Toby in his chest pocket and revealed a warm smile.
Greya only asked for one thing. In her illusion, she knew that Angor made a music box for Toby called "Journey in Sky". Her request was to make an alchemy item similar to the music box. However, it was not the music or the Tranquility Rune, but the illusion it contained.
The theme of the illusion was "Toby".
Apart from that, she also had another request for the illusion. Toby in the illusion could be touched like the one he had created before. He could have basic sense of touch and perception.
Greya agreed to let Toby stay with Angor as long as he could make the item.
It sounded like Greya was using Toby as a bargaining chip, but Angor knew that Greya must have her reasons for not bringing Toby with her. But she still wanted to see Toby from time to time, which was why she made such a request.
When Greya gave Toby to Angor, she was just as reluctant to part with him as he was before. She would never value Toby in the first place.
In the end, Angor accepted Greya's request.
First of all, he really didn't want to leave Toby. Second, he planned to make a flying vehicle as soon as he left Dark Castle. Since Greya asked for it, Angor did not mind making both of them.
As for the materials he needed, Greya gave him permission to go to B5 Ice Cave and use them as he pleased. In any case, there were only low-grade materials there, so she just had to inform Isabella.
With Greya's permission, Angor decided to go to the Ice Cave right away. But before that, he went to the room on the right.
Shadow was still resting in a corner when Angor entered the room.
Shadow instinctively covered his lower body when he saw someone coming. But when he saw who it was, his eyes lit up. "Why are you here? Are you worried about me? Great! I was just going to borrow a set of clothes from you. "
Angor frowned and tossed a robe to Shadow. He bought it from Water Grasse's market.
"This is the last one. Don't ask me for it again."
Shadow was going to put it on himself, but when he heard that it was the last one, he decided to put it aside. "Ugh … I'm not done with Naga yet. I'll break it later. Just leave it here. I'll wear it when I get Naga, or when I give up. "
Angor didn't mind giving it to Shadow. Since he already gave it to him, Shadow could do whatever he wanted with it. "Lady Greya asked me to craft an item for her in the next few days, and I'm not sure if it's a good thing or not. If you get what you wish for … "
"I'll wait for you." Shadow didn't hesitate. "I'll wait for you at the Centenary Hall in Soul Genesis Garden. Dark Castle isn't a place for humans."
"Thanks." Angor nodded.
Shadow shrugged. "I think you're being sarcastic. I'm the one who should be thanking you. But we're friends, so I won't be thanking you. "
Shadow acted like they were good friends, but Angor didn't care at all. It wasn't the first time Shadow went back on his words. Before the contract ended, Shadow could be a normal friend. But as far as Angor was concerned, Shadow wasn't qualified to be his best friend.
Angor chuckled and left the room. Before leaving, he glanced at Naga, who was standing on the other side of the square. Her aura was restrained, which made her look like a mortal. If he didn't see Naga fighting Shadow with his own eyes, Angor would never believe that someone like her could fight as strong as a wizard.
Naga sensed Angor's gaze and glanced at him with a cold glint in her eyes.
Next, a powerful aura pressed down on Angor.
Angor glanced at Shadow, who didn't seem to notice the pressure at all. He even waved goodbye to Angor with a smile.
When Angor left, the pressure finally disappeared. Angor's back was soaked with sweat.
He only had one thought in his mind — to leave.
"Shadow didn't feel the pressure at all. Or … Naga was going easy on him?" Even a beginner wizard-level puppet would not be able to hold on for so long, given that Shadow was much stronger than Angor's. But from the looks of it, it wasn't the Shadow's persistence. It was most likely that the Naga was holding back.
Angor didn't try to figure out why Naga was going easy on him. So Shadow Tutor's puppets had minds of their own? He always thought that puppets didn't have minds of their own. After all, they were made from living corpses.
Was the puppet's mind self-aware? Did it come from a soul or some other medium?
Or was it some kind of artificial intelligence similar to "precision algorithms"?
Angor tried to imagine the progress of Floating Mech City's science. If they could build a Sky Battleship, it shouldn't be hard for them to create something like "artificial intelligence".
With that in mind, Angor followed the mute servant to B5 of Dark Castle, which was called the Ice Cave.
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