Angor returned to his bedroom and wrote down all the data he got from Prelude to Rebirth as well as Sunders' final conclusion. Then, he wrote an article about his experience and comprehension during the Prelude to Reincarnation test.
He didn't plan to release the information about Prelude to Rebirth yet, but he still needed to make some conclusions. Memories could be kept fresh for a long time, but experiences were often gone in a flash.
The test of Prelude to Samsara ended with an answer that was neither good nor bad.
He put away the letter and took out the notebook Sunders gave him, which contained the basic cantrips and theories of various schools of Illusion.
Sunders told Angor to choose a main branch first. He had his own ideas as well. But before deciding on his own main course, he decided to learn all the other schools first before comparing and choosing.
By now, he had learned a lot of illusionary cantrips from different schools. Among them, there were some that he was interested in, such as Illusion Array. There were also some that required talent, but Angor didn't think he could do it, such as Acoustic Illusion.
There were also many mainstream schools, which he had already learned.
So far, he only needed to learn "Mirage", "Realistic Illusion", and "Transmutation".
Now that the matter of Prelude to Rebirth was over, Angor planned to ask Sunders about some of his problems before Sunders left.
Time was tight, and Sunders was going to leave soon. During this period of time, he could only learn basic cantrips from one school at most. Therefore, he had to prioritize his studies in front of him.
Mirage was a school of Illusion that controlled temperature, weather, and natural environment. It was also one of the two "World Illusion" schools of Illusion. Realistic Illusion was a school of Illusion that walked between reality and illusion. Transmutation was a school of Illusion that allowed one to see through thousands of illusions.
Mirage was the most difficult of the three schools. Of course, it was the hardest to learn. As long as one had enough time, they could learn all of them. It all depended on one's own understanding.
Angor considered for a moment and decided to focus on Transmutation first.
As for Mirage, he once learned something from Erdus' Talent Orb in the purification garden, so he was confident that he could learn it on his own.
As for Realistic Illusion, he heard that Sumesh was a truth-finder wizard who was going to return to Brute Cavern soon. He didn't think Sumesh would teach him, but it was still a good idea. What if Sumesh gave him a few pointers for Sunders' sake? Then it would be much easier to learn Realistic Illusion.
After eliminating Mirage and Realistic Illusion, Angor decided to study Transmutation first before Sunders left.
Next, he began to read up on cantrips related to Transmutation in depth.
Transmutation was a basic cantrip called "Transmutation", which was a level-2 cantrip. Its main purpose was to disguise the user could change his appearance.
Both basic illusions and nightmare illusions could achieve the same effect, which was why Illusion didn't seem to be useful at all. However, it was the exact opposite. Transfiguration was the most important aspect of transfiguration.
The core of Transmutation was to hide the illusion nodes so that other wizards wouldn't be able to see through it. For this reason, Illusionists preferred to call Transmutation as "Basic Concealment".
It could be said that the core of most Transfiguration cantrips, or even spells, was how to restrain, hide, or even abandon the illusion nodes.
This cantrip was very useful for Angor. As long as he could learn it, he would be able to use Infinite Reticence to weaken his presence and Transmutation to change his appearance, which would greatly improve his safety.
Angor spent the rest of his time studying Transmutation.
The hour hand on the wall slowly moved. In the blink of an eye, it was already evening.
Someone knocked on the door while Angor was still immersed in his study.
"Mister Padt, Miss Greya's student wants to see you. He's in the guest room on the second floor. Should I refuse?" Goode opened the door and saw Angor.
Greya's student? Spivey?
"What does he want?" Angor frowned.
Goode shook his head. "I don't know. But Miss Flora just left, and he was asked to stay here alone."
Angor considered for a moment and nodded. "Alright, I see. I'll change my clothes and go there. "
A moment later, Angor arrived at the guest room on the second floor. He lifted the curtain and saw a handsome young man sitting on a sofa with his legs crossed. A string of cranberry fruits was dangling between his slender fingers. He was swallowing them leisurely.
It was Spivey.
Compared to when he was still in Sleepless City, Spivey seemed to have accepted his new identity. Judging from the way he dressed, he seemed to be living a comfortable life.
It was worth mentioning that Spivey was now a level-1 apprentice. His progress was much faster than Angor's.
Angor entered the room and nodded to Spivey. He sat down in front of him. "You want to see me?"
Spivet swallowed the Cranberry Vine in his hand and nodded casually. "Flora wants to talk to you. I'm just a messenger."
Angor frowned. "Miss Flora is your teacher. It's inappropriate to call her by her name."
Spivey waved a hand. "Don't be so serious. She's not here anyway. You don't have to follow the rules like this. Relax. "
Angor lowered his eyebrows and didn't comment on Spivey's attitude. Spivey wasn't following the rules. He was just following the survival wisdom of an apprentice. One had to have absolute respect for a Magus. Otherwise, if one angered a Magus and was killed, there would be no one to explain.
Spivey seemed to have gotten used to being an apprentice, but he still hadn't found the way to survive.
"What do you want from me, Miss Flora?" Angor went straight to the point.
Spivey pouted. "We can talk about that later. First, tell me. What's the deal with that alchemy illusion Greya created?"
"What does that have to do with you?"
Spivey narrowed his eyes and put his hands on the back of the sofa. "You don't want to answer me? Or is there something you don't want to tell me?"
Angor didn't change his expression. "Did Miss Flora ask you this?"
"No, it's just my personal curiosity." Spivey smiled, his lips curling upwards.
"Then why should I explain it to you? Or are you trying to order me around as Gragg?"
Spivey's expression instantly darkened. Clearly, Angor was trying to remind him not to forget his current identity.
Spivey glared at Angor for a long time. When Angor thought the man was going to lose his temper, Spivey suddenly smiled in a very flattering way.
"Can't you answer my question, Mister Padt?"
The tone of this sentence was full of flirtatious twists and turns, full of charm. Angor felt goosebumps all over his body, especially when he deliberately dragged out the word 'Angor's' name.
Now Angor understood why people from Edge of Night always looked at Gragg with disdain. They even called him "Imp". It was because Gragg was completely shameless.
Such a shameless Magus was truly a weirdo.
Spivey widened his eyes and gave Angor an innocent look. "Just tell me. I'm just curious. I won't tell anyone, I promise. "
Angor rolled his eyes in his mind. "If you really want to know, go to the Moon of Looming Frost auction. I have an alchemy illusion on sale there."
Spivet paused and changed his expression. He pretended to be pitiful and said, "Aren't we all Phantom Masters? Why are you so distant?"
Angor did not respond to any of Spivet's pleas.
Spivey's lips twitched. "I'm sure there's something fishy about your illusion. It's not like what people say."
Angor stared at Spivey as if he was looking at an idiot.
"Fine, I'll buy it! Ancient River, right? I'll buy it, and you'll be the one who gives it to me. You'll answer my questions, right? "
"I'll tell you after you buy it."
By the time you get back to Brute Cavern, I'll probably be long gone.
Spivet finally gave up when he saw Angor's stubbornness. Instead, he decided to tell Angor the reason for his visit.
"Flora didn't ask for anything important. She just wanted me to tell you to do her a favor when you're free."
…
After Spivey left, Angor sat on the sofa and remained silent for a while.
He felt a little embarrassed.
He only regained his senses when Butler Goode came in with a cup of sap from a Milkberry Tree.
"I don't need it now. Give it to Hobbiton." Angor stood up and headed outside.
Goode paused for a second. This was the first time Angor refused a favor. Goode looked at Angor's direction and saw him heading out of Phantom Island instead of going back to his bedroom.
"Something's wrong," Goode muttered.
"Grandpa, what's wrong?" Hobbiton's voice came from the side. Han Sen turned around and saw Hobbiton standing next to him.
Goode smacked Hobbiton's head. "How many times do I have to tell you? You can't call me that here."
Hobbiton pouted. "Fine, Grandpa — Butler Goode, what were you mumbling about? What's wrong? "
Goode handed the sap to Hobbiton. "Nothing. Take this. It's a gift from the young master."
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