Angor couldn't figure it out. He even wanted to try making a new one. However, he didn't have enough materials, and he was on a continent ruled by mortals, so he had to give up.
At least this effect was better than nothing.
Angor looked at the cloak in front of him again. The bottom of the cloak was pure black with faint dark golden patterns. When the wind blew, the golden patterns would float in the air.
The inner lining was bright red. It was made from the fur of a high-quality fire rat, which could keep the cloak warm and clean.
The golden shoulder cover was attached to the right shoulder, and there was a tear-shaped crystal attached to the end.
The crystal was both a pendant and a subspace artifact. The cloak could be stored inside the crystal at any time. At the same time, the cloak's power source was also inside the crystal.
The cloak only had three colors: black, dark golden, and bright red. However, these three colors happened to belong to nobles. Together with the golden patterns on the bottom, the cloak looked good.
It suited Angor's taste. It was neither ostentatious nor dull.
Angor was quite satisfied with the overall design of the cloak. However, Nano, the original designer of the cloak, would probably be pissed. Before Angor and Nano decided on the design, Nano decided to use bright purple on the inner lining, grass-green on the bottom, and bright red patterns on the bottom.
Nano was probably the only one who dared to use such bold colors.
Angor was quite satisfied with both the appearance and the effect of the cloak. What he needed to test now was how long the Blank Poem could last when activated.
Angor took out a magic crystal from his bracelet and placed it near the tear-shaped pendant. The magic crystal naturally melted into the pendant.
As the power source gradually filled up, the tear-shaped pendant suddenly began to flash with a faint golden light.
After putting on the cloak, Angor activated the "Blank Poem" magic array. At the same time, the golden light on the tear-shaped pendant turned into countless light ribbons and merged into the cloak.
Angor didn't feel any change in his surroundings under the effect of the Blank Poem. There was no energy fluctuation either. However, he somehow felt safe.
If he didn't notice that the energy inside the magic crystal was decreasing, he wouldn't even know that the Blank Poem was working.
Based on the rate of energy loss, he estimated that one magic crystal could last for three days if he fully activated Blank Poem.
One magic crystal could last for more than 70 hours, which seemed pretty good. But after some careful calculation, one would know how big of a debt this was.
No one knew when a Prophet would come to make a prophecy about him, so for his own safety and that of his family, he had to wear it for a long time without taking it off.
In other words, he had to change a magical crystal every three days, and there was a 99% chance that the magical crystals he consumed would not be of any use.
It was a complete waste of money!
If it were any other apprentice, they probably wouldn't be able to handle this kind of money-burning speed.
Luckily, he still had a lot of magic crystals, so he could maintain the spell for a long time. Still, Angor felt sorry for her.
Since he had already activated Blank Poem, he didn't plan to turn it off again. From now on, he would keep the spell as effective as possible.
Luckily, Blank Poem was an aura effect, so he did not need to wear it 24/7.
The cloak was stored in the teardrop pendant, and it could still be used. However, the range of the aura would be greatly reduced, and it could only shield him.
"Experiment done." Angor stretched his back and took out his personal notebook to record the results of today's crafting.
Among the notes, Angor focused on Cassini, as well as the strange effect of the cloak. These questions would have to be solved in the future.
When Angor put away the notebook, he came up with a name for the cloak.
Crimson Night Shelter.
The outer cover of the cloak was the color of night, while the inner cover was the color of blood. It also prevented prophecies from prying. This was why Angor gave it such a name.
Angor felt quite happy about it. He would only realize how silly he was when he read the notebook again in the future.
With Crimson Night Shelter completed, he would not have to worry about anything for now. The Rats and Ants would not be able to find him anymore. His tense nerves finally relaxed. Thanks to the "Blank Poem", Angor finally had a good night's sleep.
His dream was blank, and he felt as if he was back in his mother's arms.
The gentle chanting sounded in his ears. It was like the sound of nature, dispelling all the negative and evil invasions.
The next morning, Angor felt better than ever. All the complicated thoughts in his mind were gone. It was as if he had been reborn. Angor thought about his dream last night and realized why the magic array was called "Blank Poem".
It was still a snowy day.
Angor woke up and drove his Gondola to an uninhabited mountain range several thousand kilometers away from Lost Paradise City. He found a flat and quiet place, took out all kinds of materials and alchemy tools, and began his alchemy today.
Halfway through the alchemy process, another Alchemy Anomaly appeared.
However, he was already familiar with the omen and managed to get through it without much trouble. When the omen disappeared, he found a gray feather in front of him that did not seem to belong to this world.
It was a feather he crafted specifically for Toby. Compared to Snowy Feather, he named it "Gloomy Feather".
It was a low-tier mid-tier item.
Both the Rat Ant Society and Jebra were able to detect Angor's presence because Toby's presence was too strong.
Therefore, Angor crafted this feather with the "Infinite Reticence" engraved on it. This way, Toby would be less likely to be noticed if he needed to track Angor again.
The feather was placed inside Toby's chest feather, which perfectly blended with the surroundings. At the same time, Toby's presence slowly faded away.
If Angor did not keep an eye on Toby all the time, he would have forgotten about Toby's existence.
"Let's go." Angor called back Toby, who was still very excited about his new toy, and hopped onto Gondola again.
Now that the Gloomy Feather was finished, Angor planned to leave Lost Paradise City.
He came to Lost Paradise to look for clues about Lucas' whereabouts. Unfortunately, he didn't find anything after searching for a long time. Plus, Jebra's spies were keeping an eye on him, so he gave up trying to find Lucas' whereabouts.
Since he couldn't find any talents here, staying in Lost Paradise City would only be a waste of time. It was better for him to go to Yothur City and leave Ferran with Tulu.
Before leaving, however, he planned to visit Ross Mansion first.
He promised Neet that he would give him the Blue Water before leaving, and he would not go back on his word.
Gondola traveled quickly and arrived at White Oak Mountain in just a few minutes. Angor put away the Gondola and quickly headed to Ross Mansion.
A moment later, he arrived at the silver-covered mansion and floated in the air. The Crimson Barrier behind him was still rattling in the wind.
Using his spirit feelers, Angor saw Neet chatting with a young girl in the backyard.
Angor quickly landed beside Neet.
Neet was startled at first, but he quickly stepped forward and bowed to Angor together with the girl.
"How may I help you, sir?" Neet asked politely.
Angor glanced at Neet and the young girl next to him. Both of them were blushing, and their eyes were filled with something else.
"Sorry for interrupting your fun." Angor chuckled.
Neet cleared his throat. "You must be joking, sir. Sonna and I are just —"
Neet didn't know what to say. Instead, it was Sonna who spoke first. "Sir Wizard, I'm just a gardener in Snow Jasmine Garden. I have nothing to do with Mister Neet."
Neet quickly shook his head. "Sonna, I'm really —"
Sonna looked a little disappointed. She was only a servant while Neet was a young noble. Even if they had feelings for each other, it was hard for them to stay together.
Angor watched them for a while and understood what was going on. A young noble fell in love with the daughter of a gardener at first sight.
"That's enough. I'll leave you to it." Angor stopped them from talking to each other. "I'm here to give you this."
A bottle containing a light blue liquid fell into Neet's hand.
Neet was delighted to see the bottle and quickly thanked Angor. Angor gestured for him to stop. He then looked at Sonna. "You said you're a gardener in Snow Jasmine Garden?"
Sonna nodded.
Angor frowned. Mu Ya's notes clearly stated that Mu Ya loved Snow Jasmine Garden the most, so she lived in Snow Jasmine Garden for the rest of her life.
Was this Snow Jasmine Garden the same as the previous one?
"Where's Snow Jasmine Garden?" Angor asked.
"Sir, this is Snow Jasmine Garden," Neet answered before Sonna could answer.
Angor looked around and didn't see any buildings. There were only purple flowers that stood tall in the snow. These were Snow Jasmine Flowers.
Suddenly, Angor noticed a corner of the garden.
There was a well covered by dried grass.
Angor looked away and asked Neet, "Since when did your family settle here?"
Neet didn't understand why Mister Padt was suddenly interested in the Ross Family. But he was quick to react. "The Anrum Empire has been embroiled in wars for the past three thousand years, but Lost Paradise City has never been affected. Our territory is in Winter Domain, thousands of kilometers away from here, but we've been living here since the Age of Gold. "
"So you've been living here for three thousand years?"
Neet nodded. "Yes."
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