Since they were going to separate tomorrow, Angor decided to leave Greya alone while Toby stayed with her.
When he stepped out of the garden, he saw Number One walking toward him from behind the rose bushes.
"Good evening, Mister Padt." Number One's inanimate voice reached Angor's ears. "I didn't expect to see you here, Mister Padt. I have something to tell you."
Angor looked at Number One with a puzzled look.
"Not long after Young Master left today, someone came to look for you. Seeing that you weren't around, he left this before he left," Number One said as he took out an unopened letter from his pocket.
Angor took the letter and saw "To Mister Padt" written on it.
The words were ugly. Yes, they were so ugly that one couldn't bear to look at them. But it wasn't because of illiteracy. Judging from the way the handwriting was written, it must have been written by a nobleman.
Other than that, there was nothing else on the letter.
It was worth mentioning that the ink pad on the envelope was very special. It was red ink pad with golden patterns engraved on it, and there was a soft, pale white duck ear in it.
The pattern outlined by the dark lines was a beautiful windmill that was full of exotic charm.
"Who gave this to me?" Angor paused. "I mean, what does he look like?"
Number One thought for a moment and described the person's appearance.
According to No.1, the man had a good appearance and was a burly man with big muscles all over his body. But the most eye-catching thing about him was that he didn't have legs on his lower body. Instead, he had four horse legs and a scorpion tail that glowed in dark light.
Angor tried to picture the man in his mind.
Generally speaking, the man looked like a centaur, one of the monsters he read about in legends.
But if it was a scorpion tail, it looked more like a demon from the abyss.
Whether it was a centaur or a demon from the abyss, Angor didn't know who it was. Why would someone come looking for him and send him a letter?
Angor bade farewell to Number One and returned to his bedroom with the letter.
After making sure the letter wasn't fake, Angor rubbed his fingers to control the temperature of the ink pad and opened the letter.
A moment later, Angor put down the letter with a smile on his face. Before opening the letter, Angor tried to guess who the sender was. But when he saw the name of the sender, he was still surprised.
Messenger: "Viking."
It was the man who had been betrayed by Shayaro in the purification garden. Even though he had lost his limbs, he still managed to reach the Altar of Demise.
He didn't expect it to be Viking who sent him the letter. Therefore, he wasn't actually a centaur or a demon. He had just transplanted a pair of horse legs.
From Viking's letter, he already knew that Viking was the one who had saved him, and his words were full of gratitude. He also invited Angor to Breezy Valley as a guest.
There wasn't much content in the letter, but it was very sincere. Angor didn't think what he did back then was noble, but the woman still remembered it and accepted his kindness, which made him feel good.
Angor put away the letter and did not mind Viking's "favor". He might not be able to use this favor for the rest of his life, but staying here was always a kind of connection.
The moon was high in the sky, and the night was getting darker.
Since Greya said she would come to Brute Cavern in half a month, he was not in a hurry. After taking a short nap in the carriage, his sleepiness had disappeared. He tidied himself up and left the Flowery Manor.
Since he was leaving tomorrow, he wanted to bid farewell to Master Mithra.
During his stay in Floating Mech City, Mithra had taught him a lot of knowledge. He even gave Angor his personal notes, which touched him a lot. Of course, he had to tell Mithra before leaving.
Angor spent most of the night at Mithra's place. When the sun began to rise, he finally left.
Before leaving, Mithra spoke to Angor, "I've given you the access card for the research department. You're now a member of the department. I hope to see you in the R&D Institute soon. "
Angor was surprised. He nodded with a smile.
Floating Mech City was the place most alchemists wanted to go to, and the research department was the center of the city. It was the holy land of alchemy. Angor knew this, but he didn't go there right away.
He knew that the department contained the most advanced alchemy technology, and it was a place where ideas and ideas collided.
However, he hadn't even fully grasped his own knowledge, and his foundation hadn't been solidified. Expansion and creativity would have to wait for the future.
Mithra knew what Angor was thinking, so he didn't force Angor. He only hoped to see this young alchemist in the department as soon as possible.
Angor's shadow slowly disappeared into the horizon.
The plump Yeliya walked out of the Elixir Hut and smiled at Mithra. "I like this little guy." Mithra's expression was filled with emotion.
"He's talented, lucky, and most importantly, a good teacher." Mithra sighed. "My old man got all my money out of him."
"He cares about Angor, but he won't say it. He's just like you. "Yeliya teased her husband, who rolled his eyes at her.
"I'm sure Muse is heartbroken. He's still waiting for Angor's arrival in the research department. He's acting all high and mighty, but there's no one to show off to. He's going to vomit." Mithra shook his head. "I wonder when Angor will come to the department."
Yeliya raised an eyebrow. "Maybe next time he comes, you won't be as good as him anymore."
Mithra clicked his tongue. "What are you talking about? Come on, let's go back and have some tea. "
Yeliya glanced at the rising sun behind her and followed Mithra into the Elixir Hut, which was lit up by warm lights.
…
A flying boat was drifting in the clear blue sky. White ripples kept appearing on the bottom of the boat as if it was sailing on the sea.
The boat was exquisitely designed and covered in a curtain of starlight.
Two people were sitting on the boat, one big and one small, facing each other. They were dressed in the style of nobles and gentlemen. The younger one was young and handsome, wearing a dark red lining with a grayish-black gentleman's suit. The older one was mature and handsome, holding a short black cane in his hand and leaning against the soft cushion leisurely.
They were Angor and Sunders.
They left Floating Mech City during the day and used a teleportation array to reach Sleepless City. They were still quite a distance away from Brute Cavern. Angor was expecting Sunders to open up a plane passageway to reach the destination. However, Sunders didn't seem to be planning to do that. Instead, he led Angor to the outskirts of the city.
Angor assumed that there was a short-distance teleportation array or some other means of transportation, so he followed them. After walking for half a day, they realized that Sunders might have lost his way, or that he was planning to walk back to Brute Cavern.
They walked for half a day, and there was still nothing in front of them.
It would take them at least half a year to reach the destination.
Angor resisted the urge to complain and took out his Gondola.
He and Sunders sat in the front compartment, while Nano and Dodoro sat in the back compartment. As for the Krakoks, they were all kept in his bracelet.
Sunders looked around the Gondola and was satisfied with the carvings on the boat. As expected of Sunders' student, he even had a good sense of appreciation.
Gondola quickly left Sleepless City and arrived at the boundless wilderness.
At this speed, it would take them about ten hours to reach the Evernight Kingdom. As for reaching the Pamir Highlands and reaching their final destination, Brute Cavern, they would need at least three days.
Angor didn't want to waste any time.
He had a lot of questions to ask since Sunders was sitting right in front of him.
Before he could ask more questions, he heard some rustling noises coming from one of the compartments. He looked back and saw Nano threads flowing out from between his fingers. They carried faint energy waves.
He knew that Fibreglass could produce silk, but this was the first time he saw a nano-thread being produced. He didn't expect it to come from a finger.
"If you train a Fibber well, you can get some fine silk," said Sunders as he noticed what was going on behind them.
"I'm planning to send Fibber to my family so that they can earn some property for themselves."
"You have a lot of family members?"
This was the first time Sunders asked about Angor's family.
Angor shook his head. "My elder brother is the only one left alive. I heard that there's another branch in Goldspink City, but they haven't contacted each other since my father passed away. "
"That Fibber can produce enough silk to support your family. You're from the Marginalized Island, right?" Sunders did not deny it. "You're from there, right?"
"Yes. I'll go back to Marginalized Island this year. My mentor is still waiting for me."
"You should be able to help him now. If not, you can always buy a new Ice Coffin of Healing scroll. "
Since Angor already had the rune card, he didn't need to buy an ice coffin.
Mentioning Marginalized Island reminded Sunders of the past. "Marginalized Island … I remember there are very few active elements in the air there. Elemental wizards called it a land of death. But it all happened overnight. A long time ago, there was no difference between the Marginal Island and the Fey Continent.
"The active elements disappeared overnight?"
Sunders nodded. "There's something strange about it. Many wizards tried to explore it, but none of them could find the reason. There's a quest in Brute Cavern's questing hall that has been hanging there for years. It's to solve the mystery of the missing elements. If you have time on your way back to the Marginalized Island, you can go and solve the riddle. "
The quest had been hanging there for thousands of years, and no one had ever completed it. Sunders simply mentioned that Angor wanted to go back to Marginalized Island. It didn't matter whether Angor completed the quest or not.
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