Greya looked at the symbol and felt a little nostalgic.
The half-naked boy who looked like a salted fish on a chopping board in Barbie's Restaurant, waiting to be slaughtered, finally reached this level.
Back then, no one in Barbie's Restaurant expected the wizarding world to change so quickly, right?
Especially that arrogant "Mithril Innovator" Jellal. Back then, he only joined Barbie's Restaurant because of Angor. Later, he forced Angor to choose Section Ephemera by force.
He probably didn't expect Angor to become as famous as him in the alchemy world in just three years.
Life was a strange thing. A candle in the old world suddenly welcomed a rain in a new one.
Greya chuckled. "Angor is the most valuable investment I've made in the past century, right? But the luckiest one is Sunders. He only used a few sweet words to get a future master alchemist. "
Greya raised an eyebrow as she looked at the "lion heart" wrapped in thorns.
She didn't know what the symbol meant, but she still remembered it.
Back to the essence of the brooch, "Dreamy Hands".
So far, both the shape and the material used were good. However, for an alchemy product, its appearance was not as important as its actual function.
"I wonder, how many of my requests did he fulfill?"
As the energy from the magic crystal flowed back into her body, Greya's vision became blurry as she entered a fantasy world.
Angor was still too weak. If Greya wanted to enter Angor's illusion, she had to completely lower her spirit defense.
Other wizards might hesitate to do so, but Greya had learned her lesson from the feather earring. She didn't hesitate at all.
She let go of her spirit defense and allowed the illusion to invade her mind.
In the darkness, Greya tried to listen carefully. She heard the faint sound of the wind.
The smell that wafted into his nose was no longer that of the lake shore that was filled with water vapor. Instead, it was the smell of plants with the smell of grass and wood.
Greya opened her eyes. She was surrounded by darkness. Only the pure white moon was shining in the sky, sprinkling a layer of frost on the ground.
Greya had never seen night since she came to the mirror world. She didn't expect to see Night in Angor's illusion.
Where is this place? What kind of experience would this illusion bring to her?
Greya looked around curiously, but it was too dark. Even with the moonlight, she could not see anything clearly.
"Even his night vision has been taken away?"
Greya knew she could force her way out of Angor's sensory deprivation, but she didn't. She only asked Angor to create the illusion for fun. Why would she make such a big fuss out of this rare moment of relaxation?
Greya stood still and allowed her eyes to get used to the darkness.
When his eyes got used to the darkness, the basic outline of his surroundings gradually appeared.
She was standing on a very smooth path, and on both sides of the path was a dense forest. The cold moonlight shone on the top of the tall and flourishing trees, making them look like a blanket of snow. However, that was only the top of the trees. The bottom of the trees was still pitch-black.
Was it a small path in the forest that was covered by tall trees? But isn't this path a little too flat? Apart from Evory, Greya had never seen anything like this in other places.
But this path … didn't look like the stone ground in Evron. Was it made from a mixture of different materials?
Greya crouched down and touched the ground. It felt grainy.
"Strange." Greya muttered. She couldn't see anything in front of her, so she decided to look behind her.
The path behind her was a mountain whose height could not be seen clearly. The small path under her feet, however, extended from an extremely neat cave in the mountain wall.
"This cave is interesting. It looks like a steam train going through a mountain, but it's much smoother. Is that something a mortal can do? "Greya asked curiously as she walked toward the cave.
When she reached the entrance, she saw a small stone pillar.
There was a strange rope tied to the pillar, from which several strange-looking bronze bells were hanging. There were also many sacrificial dishes placed around the pillar.
"So someone is worshipping this pillar?" Greya wondered as she walked toward the cave.
A moment later, Greya returned to the stone pillar outside the cave.
A part of the path inside the cave had collapsed, and the path ahead was blocked. But Greya did notice something. The path inside the cave was as flat as the one she was standing on.
If it wasn't for trains, then was it for carriages? Too extravagant.
Since the path behind was blocked, Greya decided to go forward.
But as soon as she took a step forward, a strange wind blew from the top of the mountain.
Greya stopped right away. She heard a clear tinkling sound behind her.
Looking back, he saw that the wind had actually blown the bell tied to the stone pillar. As the vibration spread, all the bells on the rope began to ring.
Tinkle, tinkle, tinkle.
The bell was still ringing, and the wind was still blowing. The trees on both sides of the path swayed in the wind. Leaves fell from the trees.
Each leaf carried a crescent of moonlight as it drifted in front of Greya. They looked like sparse snowflakes or willow catkins, which blurred Greya's vision.
As Greya was admiring the rare beauty of nature, two headlights suddenly came from behind the "snowflakes".
The sudden appearance of the lights blinded her eyes and made her tense up.
The source of the light was the abandoned cave that she had checked earlier! But when she entered the cave, all she saw were collapsed rocks and stones. Where did the lights come from?
Greya also felt the slight vibration coming from the cave. It did not feel like a carriage was moving. Instead, it felt like a monster was running.
So it's not the headlights, but the eyes of a monster?
As Greya carefully observed, she heard a siren coming from inside the cave, as if it was telling her, "I'm the car! I'm the car! "
But when "it" showed its true face, Greya was surprised.
"It" was a monster, but it also looked like a car.
It was a big orange striped cat. The big cat's eyes were bright like the headlights of a car. The interior of the cat was empty. There were also lattices that looked like car windows.
The big orange cat stopped in front of Greya.
Before Greya could react, the cat opened the "door" at its waist, revealing a furry space inside.
Following the siren, the cat spoke in a strange tone.
"Beautiful lady, Cat Bus is at your service."
…
Angor was currently sitting opposite Iron Granny inside the Iron Fortress.
Iron Granny picked up a teacup placed on a porcelain plate and took a sip of the refreshing tea she had never tasted before.
The tea carried gentle energy as it flowed down her throat.
Iron Granny closed her eyes and enjoyed the aftertaste of the tea. It was the first time Iron Granny had ever tasted this tea, but it didn't stop her from enjoying it.
When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Toby, who was swallowing his saliva.
Toby craned his head and kept looking at the teacup in her hand.
Angor, on the other hand, was embarrassed. He tried to calm Toby down, but the ignorant glutton did not give him any face.
"Forgive me, Granny. I met Toby because of this tea. Since then, I haven't brewed this tea again, so … "
"It's fine." Iron Granny smiled and asked Toby to come closer. "Come, have some. Your master left me a lot of tea leaves. You can come here whenever you want. "
"You're spoiling him too much, Granny."
"Like I said, I like Toby a lot. I'll let him accompany a lonely old lady like me." Iron Granny smiled.
"Um … Fine." He took out some Morning Dew from his bracelet and gave it to Iron Granny. "I'll leave these tea leaves with you. Consider it Toby's tea fee. But don't spoil him too much, Granny. "
Iron Granny accepted the tea leaves and smiled. "I'll spoil him, but not as much as you. This little fellow is quite fortunate to have met a good master. "
"We're best friends," Angor explained. "What do you think of the tea, Granny? Will Mister Sumesh like it? "
"Not bad. It's the best tea. Whether Sumesh likes it or not, he'll approve of your kindness. " Iron Granny gave a simple comment. Then she looked at Angor with mixed emotions. "Also, this tea has the same effect as White Orchid Potion. It has little side effects. It's a valuable magic ingredient."
"You know about Apothecary, Granny?"
"Not really. But I've tried White Orchid Potion before. And … a friend of mine made it for me." Iron Granny paused and changed the topic. "Speaking of which, you said you met Toby because of this cup of tea. What's that about?"
Angor was a little surprised. He told Iron Granny how he met Toby.
An hour later, Angor left the Iron Fortress and watched it disappear from his sight.
This reminded him of the "Cat Bus" he built in the "Phantom Twins". Just like the Iron Fortress, the two buses used both hands and feet to travel across the mountains.
The prototype of the Cat Bus came from a cartoon he saw in his hologram tablet.
In that illusion, there were many different areas. They didn't seem to be connected, but there was one thing that connected them — the Cat Bus.
Did Greya find the Cat Bus? She should have, right? He set up a lot of bus stops.
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