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Chapter 691

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Two hours ago.

Spivet explained Flora's request in a lazy tone.

"It's nothing. Flora took in a new student, right? The one with the bloodline of an otherworldly barbarian," said Spivet casually. Spivet said casually, "Flora never allowed him to come to Rockwell Society. But after I became her disciple, that half-blood from another world started to have thoughts he shouldn't have … Flora thought that he was already a level-2 apprentice and could be made into a substitute puppet. So, she decided to inject him with a one-time expendable bloodline and ask you to help her make it into a puppet."

"Balba? You mean he had thoughts he shouldn't have after learning that you're his student? What kind of thoughts? "asked Angor.

Spivet asked, "Balba? That's the half-blood's name? "

"I'm asking you a question."

"He wanted to stay in Rockwell Society and ask Flora to answer his questions. He didn't know who he was, so he deserved it."

After Spivet finished speaking, he yawned. "It's not that important. Just make it when you're free. Flora said she'll pay you 100 magic crystals. That's the average price. She won't mistreat you. "

With that, Spivet stretched his body and mumbled something about being tired. He then stood up and left.

"Where am I supposed to find him even if I'm free? Where is he now? "asked Angor.

Spivet considered. "He's being taken to get a one-time bloodline. Someone will bring him to you in a few days. You can help him when you're free. "

Spivet left.

The only thing he learned was that Balba was being taken to get a one-time bloodline.

The so-called one-time consumable bloodline was actually a bloodline that matched the Substitute Puppet. There were many types of such bloodlines, but most of them had the same effect: "self-destruct one thousand times, inflict ten thousand times more damage to the enemy". For example, most of the substitute puppets in Brute Cavern were injected with the "Parasite Bloodline", which was a self-destructing bloodline that carried a ticking time bomb.

It was powerful, but once the bloodline was used, the puppet would basically die. That was why it was called a one-time bloodline.

A substitute puppet's job was to sacrifice itself to protect its master.

That was why he fused with such a bloodline.

He knew that once Balba was injected with the blood, his future would be ruined. Even if Balba wanted to cleanse this bloodline, it was probably impossible with his current level of power.

Angor heard the news from Spivet and came to Dave's place to find out where he could inject the bloodline into his body.

Prome's Alchemy Shop.

Dave saw Angor's expression and wondered what he was thinking. "Are you going to stop him from being injected and save him?"

"I don't know, but I want to see it for myself. Is he really guilty? Is he guilty to this extent? "

David said, "Some sins can't be seen on the surface. However, it's good to see it with your own eyes. After all, he's your savior. "

"I'm sure Brute Cavern doesn't have a special camp for one-time bloodline injections, but I do know who's responsible for it."

"Who?"

"Dumartin Bayer."



A gentle breeze ruffled the surface of the lake, revealing the reflection of a handsome young man.

The young man stood by the lake for a while, as if he had figured something out. Then, step by step, he submerged himself into the lake.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw a large iron house in front of him. A ladder was slowly lowered from the top of the house.

As soon as he pushed the door open, he heard the gentle voice of an old woman. "You're here, Angor?"

Angor nodded. "Good evening, Iron Granny."

Iron Granny gestured for Angor to sit down. At the same time, the house began to move quickly.

Angor glanced at the passing scenery outside the window. "I'm not going back to my lab, Granny. I'm looking for someone."

Whoosh!

With the sudden braking of the Iron Fortress's slender legs, a cloud of dust covered the flowerpots outside the iron house. The Iron Fortress hurriedly shook its body to get rid of the sand in the flower pot.

Iron Granny was curious. "You're looking for someone? Who? "

"Mister Dumartin."

Iron Granny's hand froze in mid-air. "You're Dumadin? Miniature World?"

Angor nodded.

Iron Granny frowned. "I remember telling you that every lab in The Tributary belongs to the owner of the lab. If you step inside, no one will blame you for being killed." Iron Granny frowned. She didn't forget to add, "Dumartin doesn't have a good reputation."

Not only was it not good, but it was also extremely bad. This was a cruel Magus who loved to extract the brains of living creatures. In the questing hall, no apprentice dared to sign up for a mission related to Dumartin, even if it was just to be an experiment assistant.

It was said that most of the apprentices who went to Dumartin's place would end up with their heads cut open.

"I know. But I need to talk to Mister Dumartin."

Iron Granny saw Angor's confused expression and signaled the Iron Fortress to stay put. "Reputation and reality are two different things, but Dumartin's place is still dangerous. What business do you have with him? "

Iron Granny didn't like to pry into other people's business. However, she liked Angor, who was also a rare child in the wizarding world. She liked him for that.

Plus, Angor gave her the Morning Dew not long ago. Iron Granny took the initiative to ask about the reason. If Angor was really confused, she wouldn't mind giving him some advice.

Angor was in a daze, and he couldn't tell his teacher about it. Since Iron Granny was asking, he decided to tell her about it.

People usually wouldn't tell their closest friends what was on their mind. However, they could share their deepest secrets with someone they didn't know, or even someone they only met once.

It was like a tree hole story.

"Well, I need to start with a half-blood from another world called Balba …" Angor slowly told the story. However, he didn't mention how sad he felt about Balba and Jon.

Angor was completely lost in his own thoughts while telling his story. Iron Granny was also listening carefully. She even drank her tea slowly so as not to disturb Angor's train of thought.

"… I'm also confused now. I don't know what to do when I go to see him. He's from another world after all. "

Iron Granny waited for him to finish. "You're from another world, aren't you? So, you're worried that there might be a powerful being behind his back. Letting him go will bring harm to the wizarding world. "

Angor shook his head. "That's not what I meant. It's just an unspoken rule in the wizarding world. I don't want to break it."

Iron Granny chuckled. "Wizarding arts are coveted by intelligent creatures from thousands of planes. It's normal that we have to be careful. But killing ten thousand innocent people without sparing a single one is something we learned from the Supreme Cult. What they said might not be right. "

Of course, they're not wrong either. It's just that we're on different sides. "

Iron Granny paused for a moment. "As far as I know, there are quite a number of people sent by powerful beings from another world to the wizarding world as spies in order to steal wizarding arts. Rumor has it that the core members of Song of the Deep are actually from another world.

"Powerful beings who want to know how to learn wizarding arts will eventually find out. However, the reason why wizards are so powerful is because most of them have stepped on the path of truth. Do you think that wizards who have stepped on the path of truth have a fixed way to follow? " Iron Granny chuckled. "You saw Greya creating a new spell with your own eyes. You should know what kind of path it is. It's your own path.

"Besides, even if someone from another world did embark on the path of truth, they won't care about the difference between worlds. Besides, there hasn't been a single example of someone from another world doing so. "

Iron Granny did not mention that the Abyss Demons had already infiltrated the wizarding world in the southern wizarding region. The secrets of wizarding arts were no secret to powerful beings from another world.

Of course, this was also because the Abyss Demons were stronger than most wizards.

However, because the Abyss Demons were powerful, they did not care about wizarding arts. Other worlds were weak, so they did not care about wizarding arts at all. Besides, wizarding arts had to be their own path in the end. It was something that could not be taught, let alone stolen.

Iron Granny went back to Angor's problem. "Balba is troubling you because you think you must stand against him. Otherwise, you'll become an enemy of the wizarding world. You're wrong. You're not an enemy of the wizarding world. You're only an enemy of the Supreme Cult. In the entire wizarding world, the Supreme Cult is an enemy of at least 70 percent of the wizarding world. So, don't think too much about it.

"Flora doesn't care about such trivial matters because she knows it's not worth mentioning." Iron Granny continued, "If you really feel bad about it, then take him away. It's just a small substitute puppet. With your current condition as an alchemist, you can exchange it for its freedom if you give it a certain amount. "

Iron Granny stopped talking and slowly sipped her tea. She gave Angor some time to think.

Angor felt a little enlightened now.

At first, he thought that Iron Granny's words were too far-fetched. He didn't even consider the existence of otherworldly beings or spies. But after hearing Iron Granny's explanation, he felt a lot more enlightened.

It was as if Iron Granny's words had hit a sore spot in his heart.

Yes. Balba was just an ordinary mixed-blood from another world. Even if he learned wizarding arts, it was not a big deal. Sunders and Flora did not even restrict Balba's movements. They allowed him to enter the mirror world freely. Angor could tell that they did not really care about Balba's escape.

Angor's worries were finally resolved.

As Iron Granny said, he could always ask Flora for Balba's freedom if he really felt bad about it.

From Iron Granny's words, Angor could see the attitude of the core forces of the wizarding world toward otherworldly beings.

Did he think too much about Jon? He could tell Sunders everything he knew.

But he quickly rejected the idea.

Jon and Balba were both otherworldly beings, but there were some differences between them. Jon was a human, while Balba was a humanoid. According to the law of otherworldly beings, it was impossible for a pure human to exist in another world. Also, according to Jon's description of Earth, it was very likely that Jon did not belong to this universe.

Therefore, based on this point alone, he could not announce it to the world.

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