Angor was a little disappointed that he couldn't enter the Nightmare Realm. However, he had no choice but to give up when he thought about all the strange things he couldn't figure out.
"I'll tell you about it when I'm back."
"Then I'll stay at Phantom Island tonight. I need to borrow some books about alchemy materials from the library anyway," Angor said.
Sunders nodded. "There are some alchemy books in the open-air library in the Gravity Garden as well. I'll bring them to —"
Sunders' face suddenly turned pale.
His body, which was leaning on the sofa, trembled without warning.
Angor was about to ask something when Sunders suddenly woke up. Sunders suddenly opened his eyes and lowered his head, panting heavily like a seriously ill patient. Even his forehead was covered in cold sweat.
"What's wrong, professor?" Angor asked. Did Sunders get hurt in Sleepless City?
Sunders didn't answer. He was still trying to calm his breathing. After a while, he looked up. "Nothing. Just some old ailment."
Sunders looked a little better now, but his face was even paler than before.
"You look really weak, professor." Angor showed a worried look. "Maybe you shouldn't go to the Nightmare Realm for now? We don't need to worry about the Mysterious Attic. "
"I know what to do. Don't worry." Sunders realized that he sounded a little too harsh. "It's just an old ailment. It won't bother me. After all, I don't need to worry about anything."
Sunders frowned. Besides, he won't let me get hurt.
Angor didn't understand what Sunders meant, but he didn't say anything since Sunders had already made up his mind.
As a matter of fact, Angor did not need to worry about Sunders' condition. However, when Sunders was gasping for air, Angor saw a shadow appearing on his body.
It was a vague outline, so Angor couldn't see it clearly. However, when Sunders looked up, he saw one of Sunders' eyes turning blood-red.
However, when Sunders regained his composure, the shadow disappeared completely, and his pupils returned to normal.
This was not an "old problem" as Sunders said. It must be caused by some kind of spell. Did someone cast a curse on his professor? That was why he couldn't help but ask.
Angor was about to ask about the shadow when he heard someone knocking on the door of the study.
"Good afternoon, my Lord." "Lady Greya is in the living room. She wants to see you, Mister Padt."
Angor? Sunders glanced at Angor but did not see any surprise on the boy's face.
"I made an illusion brooch for Lady Greya not long ago. I think there's something wrong with it."
"You made a brooch for Greya?" "I saw the brooch on Greya's chest. She hid her illusion nodes well." Sunders looked at Greya's living room for a moment before speaking again.
"Let's go to the living room and see if Greya wants to see you. I want to see how good you are at illusions."
Sunders rarely tested Angor's illusions. Compared to the strict rules, he hoped that Angor could develop his own path and walk on his own. However, any illusionary Magus had to follow a basic logic when it came to setting up illusions, as long as they hadn't reached the level where they could manipulate them as they wished.
Since he had nothing else to do, he might as well take a look at Angor's illusions. Besides, he also had something to tell Greya.
Angor followed behind Sunders and left the study together.
Angor's heart skipped a beat when he remembered that Sunders wanted to test his illusions. It had been a long time since Angor had to consider the logic of illusions.
When setting up illusions, he would either use fog illusions that didn't require logic, or he would use nightmare illusions, or he would use his talent to control emotions. He didn't think too much about such things as "different plants have to be phototaxis in the illusion", "the scattering of volcanic ash has to be measured by the wind", "no fish in the river, no freshwater fish in the sea", and so on. He didn't think too much about these things. He just went with the flow and made the arrangements according to his will.
Angor wasn't sure if the illusions he set up in Greya's brooch were illogical or not.
Because of this, his mood suddenly became uneasy.
When they arrived at the living room, Greya was looking at the brooch in front of her chest with a thoughtful look. Greya looked up when she heard footsteps. "You're here too? I'm not looking for you. "
Greya stood up and looked at Sunders. She raised an eyebrow and sent a voice transmission to Sunders, as if she noticed something interesting. "You're mutating faster than before … What's wrong? Did something happen to you in Sleepless City that required your life? Otherwise, you wouldn't have been defeated so easily. "
Sunders glanced at Greya, then at Angor, who was still looking nervous. "I was ambushed by that fox and frog on my way back."
Greya's eyes darkened when she heard the word "fox". "Did you kill it? Haven't you always wanted that mysterious harp of his? "
"Yorkshire came and saved them." Sunders looked a little disappointed. He even used the "someone" inside him, but he still couldn't get them to stay.
"Haha. Good. I'll kill that fox myself." Greya's eyes were filled with hatred. "A bunch of monsters who know how to scheme? I wonder how they did it to you. "
"Some of the wizards in Monsoon Sector are already under Yorkshire's control. But they've been acting normal. No one noticed anything unusual. "Sunders didn't continue, but Greya already knew what was going on.
When two armies were at war, if a loyal teammate suddenly betrayed them, whether it was a stab or something else, it would bring a great disadvantage to their side. However, Sunders still managed to force the enemy into a desperate situation. Even the enemy's general came to rescue him in person. Sunders was strong indeed.
"You took control of some wizards without them noticing? It seems like the situation in Sleepless City is worse than I thought. " Greya chuckled and changed the topic. "Your mutation is getting worse. When are you going to bring my body back? Once I get my body back, I'll prepare a delicious meal for you as soon as possible. "
Sunders remained silent. "Mister Monkey has urged me to go to the Abyss Plane many times already. Let's wait until the situation stabilizes. Also, we need to plan carefully if we want to do something under the watchful eyes of a legendary monster. Sumesh is coming back soon. I'll talk to him about it. "
Greya understood the gravity of the situation. It was impossible to solve the problem in one go, so she nodded. Greya suddenly looked at Angor. "Last time at Sleepless City, I noticed that the fox wasn't hostile to Angor. Should we bring him with us?"
Sunders shook his head. He did want to bring Angor with him at first. After all, it seemed that the nightmare monsters weren't hostile to Angor. However, after what happened in Witch's Town, he changed his mind.
That witch was determined to kill Angor.
"Angor is just an apprentice. He won't be of any help," Sunders sent a voice transmission.
Greya gave it some thought and agreed with him. She had a feeling that Angor, the "Miracle Boy", would create more miracles in the future. However, Angor was still too weak. If he could become a wizard, he would have more ways to protect himself. As for an apprentice … Greya shook her head and decided to give up.
They ended their conversation. Sunders sat on the other side of the sofa and put on a casual expression.
"Why are you still here?" Greya frowned.
Since Sunders didn't answer, Angor whispered to Greya what Sunders wanted to do.
Greya curled her lips. "Alright. As a truth-finder wizard, I don't think Angor's illusion has many flaws. Can you rest assured now?"
It was clear that Greya was asking Sunders to leave.
Sunders didn't budge. "I trust your judgment. Now that you mention it, I'm even more curious. What do you want to see Angor alone? "
Greya sneered and crossed her legs on the sofa. She looked like she was not going to cooperate with Angor's plan.
"You can't hide it from me if I really want to know. Why don't you tell me? I'm interested in Angor's illusion as well."
Greya remained silent for a moment and finally spoke. "What's the source on the Mysterious Mountain?" She looked at Angor and asked, "What's the source?"
She knew she couldn't hide it from Sunders, but she still chose to be vague. She believed Angor would understand her meaning.
Greya's question wasn't out of his expectation.
However, he was a little surprised. He thought Greya would be able to find the "manifestation of Mystery", but it seemed that she didn't find it either.
"You can't tell me?" Greya asked when she saw Angor's expression changing quickly.
"It's not that I can't tell you. It's just that I don't know what the source is." Angor shrugged helplessly.
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