Flora looked a little disappointed when Angor refused her alchemy pet. If Angor agreed, she could study Silly Bird properly. Maybe she could even find out the key data of Greya's Genesis spell.
Too bad.
But Flora's regret only lasted for a few seconds. Even if she obtained the original data of Genesis, as long as she did not follow Greya's path, she would not be able to replicate it. She was only curious because wizards were born with a thirst for knowledge.
Flora said she would take Angor back to his room first. Angor was enjoying the scenery of the grassland on the whale's back along the way. But as they went deeper into the "ranch", he felt more and more strange.
For example, when they passed by a square stone house, he smelled an extremely strong smell of blood.
Also, ever since he started following Flora, he always felt that someone was peeping at him from behind. The prickly feeling made him very uncomfortable. But every time he turned around to look for the source of the gaze, he found nothing. The curtains of every tent were tightly closed. Apart from the cows scattered on the grassland, he did not see anyone.
But every time he turned around, the feeling of being stared at appeared again.
Angor felt uncomfortable all over. Flora seemed to have noticed it too, but she did not explain anything.
When they passed by a metal building, Angor sensed something strange from the closed door. He did not know if it was his imagination, but he thought he smelled the stench of rotting corpses.
The sun was bright, the grass was green, the cows were idle, and the eagles were flying freely.
The ranch looked so fresh and natural at first glance. Angor felt the same way not long ago. But all kinds of strange places, the smell of blood, the evil gazes, and Flora's meaningful smile all made Angor feel that something was not right about this ranch.
Maybe what was hiding under the sun was a bottomless abyss, an unspeakable evil.
Angor did not intend to investigate. But this initial feeling already told him that the atmosphere here was completely different from The Redbud.
Maybe this was the difference between light wizard organizations and dark wizard organizations that apprentices talked about? There were also some dirty things on The Redbud, but as long as you did not cause trouble, you would be fine. Angor never felt scared on The Redbud. But soon after he stepped on the cloud whale, he already felt that every nerve in his body was tense, as if he would be devoured by a monster that came out of nowhere in the next second.
When he talked with Flora freely, Angor felt that having a senior like this was the best thing in the world. It was easy and comfortable.
But now, Angor did not say anything.
He only met Flora and Sunders once. Even if he was taken in as an apprentice, how could he label them as a good person based on one day's impression?
Even Mara had mentioned that Flora was a famous Dark Wizard in the southern region, known as the Blood Witch. Sunders was a powerful being who had slaughtered countless people. Why would he think that people would treat him differently just because he was a beginner?
Angor was uneasy about his future.
But now he suddenly understood something. No matter how uneasy he felt, he should not keep it in his mind for too long. Worrying about personal gains and losses would make people unconsciously dependent on others and neglect the details.
Just like the classic case of psychology on Earth, the Stockholm hostage incident.
Two criminals with criminal records tried to rob the biggest bank in Stockholm, the capital of Sweden. After failing, they took four bank employees hostage. After 130 hours of stalemate between the police and the criminals, the situation ended when the criminals gave up. However, several months after the incident, the four bank employees still showed mercy to their kidnappers. They refused to accuse the kidnappers in court and even raised money for their legal defense. They all said that they did not hate the kidnappers. They expressed their gratitude that the kidnappers took care of them instead of hurting them. They also showed hostility to the police.
What's more, one of the female employees even fell in love with one of the kidnappers and got engaged to him while he was serving his sentence. The two kidnappers held the hostages for six days. During this time, they threatened their captives' lives, but they also showed mercy sometimes. Due to the unexpected psychological changes, the four hostages resisted the government's efforts to rescue them.
What happened in Stockholm was different from Angor's current situation, but there were many similarities between the two.
When in an extremely uneasy state of mind, humans would subconsciously hold on to anything that could bring them hope. Angor was in such a state now. If he started to change his mind because of Flora and Sunders' kindness, how was he different from Stockholm Syndrome?
Angor felt cold sweat on his back when he thought about this.
His obvious intimacy toward Flora was now gone. He was back to the noble etiquette of 'love stops at etiquette'. Even his facial expression had changed. He looked like Old Padt, who had passed away long ago. He was cautious and distant.
Brute Cavern was a dark wizard organization after all. If he naively believed that common morals were universal, he would end up in a horrible state.
Flora noticed the change in Angor's expression.
Just like the rotten smell of blood, Flora did not say anything. She only showed a hint of appreciation in her eyes.
Angor was still a young man who did not know much about the world. Flora and Sunders would not become his babysitters because of this. Angor had to grow stronger in this dog-eat-dog world. Only then could he have a foothold.
"Your tent is right in front. What do you think?" Flora pointed at a round tent with a white roof and a red flag.
Angor was surprised by what he saw.
The tent looked ordinary.
However, he was only a hundred meters away from the luxurious tent where Sunders stayed. If he walked in a straight line, he only needed to climb over a small slope.
But Flora took him around for more than a thousand meters.
Angor looked at Flora and suddenly understood something. But he still felt a lot of things were not clear.
He smiled. "Not bad. Thanks."
"As long as you like it. Go in by yourself then. I'll come back at night."
When Flora was about to leave, Angor quickly asked, "Can you tell me why you took me in, professor?"
Flora stopped.
She turned around and smiled brightly. Her eyes curved into crescent moons.
"Well, I'd like to know as well. Why don't you ask yourself tonight? "
…
A small white tent with a round roof.
It was simple. A frame bed, a bedside table, a white gauze curtain, and a caramel-colored table and chairs. Other than that, there was a clock and a candlestick. It was similar to the room on The Redbud, but it was much more delicate.
Angor sat on the chair and put his luggage on the table.
The small leather backpack contained all his belongings: clothes, toiletries, and a pair of suede hunting boots. There was also a small wooden box, which contained the Section Ephemera he got from Greya. There were also several bamboo tubes, which contained dried morning dew.
For Angor, the things in the backpack were not important. He would not feel bad if he threw them away. He always carried the truly valuable things with him, such as the hologram tablet and the Alien Eye.
After tidying up his clothes, Angor had nothing else to do.
He planned to turn on the hologram tablet and continue reading. However, he realized that he was in someone else's territory, and his professor's attitude was unclear. Plus, Flora mentioned "wizards' eyes and ears". Angor did not dare to turn on the tablet. He was afraid that someone was watching him.
It was not a big deal if someone found out about the tablet. The contents were all Chinese characters, and no one could understand them. However, if someone found out that his professor was a "stowaway", he would be in big trouble. Angor decided to hold back for a while. At least, he would not touch the tablet while he was on the cloud whale.
Without the tablet to kill time, and all the books he bought were given to Alan, Angor could only stare blankly.
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