Jebra was thinking about the alchemists he knew, or rather, the unspoken rules that alchemists always showed to outsiders.
What Jebra didn't know was that Angor's path as an alchemist was very different from that of other orthodox alchemists. He had never received any formal alchemy instruction. Angor was aware of some of the unspoken rules, but he was never forced to do so. He just followed his heart.
Take the Alchemy Handbook for example. He would also write a handbook after alchemy, but it was always to record his doubts during the refining process, as well as some shortcomings that could be improved in the future. He did not record the refining process in detail like other alchemists.
If Jebra spent more time with Angor, he would have noticed these details. But for now, he could only follow the traditional rules of alchemy.
Sliv knew what Jebra was trying to say. However, he simply nodded and kept asking Jebra to follow Angor as if Jebra's words were nothing but nonsense.
Jebra didn't understand why Sliv still wanted him to follow Angor.
If Sliv wanted him to stay away from the current conflict in Song of the Deep, he could just stay away. The world was big, and he could go anywhere he wanted.
Sliv didn't want to answer Jebra's question. After all, he was only on the surface with Jebra. However, due to the theft of his Mystery item, he was no longer a core member of Song of the Deep. The only person he could rely on now was Flunza, the God of Sea.
In the end, Sliv gave in and said, "You and I both know that Angor isn't that person. But since Mister God of Sea hasn't terminated the mission yet, you can keep following him."
Jebra frowned. "Where is my professor? I can talk to him directly. I'll just stay at Ferran if I have to. "
Sliv shook his head. "Mister God of Sea has returned to Song of the Deep and is negotiating with Donse's people. He won't answer you." Sliv paused for a moment and continued, "That's why you should continue to follow them until the mission is over. Think of it as a way to get closer to him. "
Jebra remained expressionless. "But I've already gotten closer to him."
"Oh?" Sliv was surprised and asked curiously, "How did you get close to him so quickly? How did you do it?"
Jebra told Angor about his experience in Seawater Mansion and sounded quite proud of himself.
Sliv was speechless.
"Is this what you meant by getting closer? Sliv didn't give Jebra any room for negotiation. "Keep following him."
With that, Sliv disconnected the call and left Jebra alone with a sour expression.
Haku, who had been hiding in the darkness, showed herself. "Sir, should we go look for Mister Padt now?"
Jebra considered for a moment and nodded. "I'll go. But I'll go alone. You guys stay here and wait for Mister Sliv's orders. "
With that, Jebra left the mansion with a gloomy expression.
Meanwhile, Angor had already left the territory of Anrum Empire and entered the wildlands of the central region.
By nightfall, he arrived at Aureum Kingdom.
His journey went smoothly, and he soon arrived at Marcel Street of Yothur City. Along the way, many mortals knelt down and greeted him.
Angor could even hear them calling out Marcel's name.
But he didn't pay them any mind. Instead, he went to Erwin's house.
Erwin had already returned from the capital of Aureum. Angor greeted him and asked about Tulu's whereabouts.
From Erwin, Angor learned that Tulu was still in the fishing village and didn't come to him. After asking for the location of the fishing village, Angor left Yothur City on his Gondola.
When the night sky was filled with stars, Angor followed them to a peaceful fishing village near the sea.
Flames floated on the surface of the sea, which was the light of fishermen returning from their fishing trips. Inside the village, there was smoke from cooking, and children were playing around. It was so peaceful that it felt like an otherworldly paradise.
Angor found a secluded spot and landed on the ground.
Then, he slowly walked towards the village. Soon, he saw a group of people running out of the village in a hurry. Most of them were women or elderly people who stayed at home.
They were speaking the common language with an accent, and it seemed they were calling someone by the name of "Kumore".
When they saw Angor outside the village, they only looked at him for a second before they ignored him and continued running away. It seemed they were looking for someone.
Only an old man with a walking stick was left at the entrance of the village because the road outside was full of gravel and he couldn't walk properly. "Hey, who are you? I don't think I've seen you in the village before." He walked to Angor in confusion.
"I'm just a traveler. I'm here to look for someone."
"Traveler?" The old man pursed his lips. "Who are you looking for?"
"Tulu."
"Tulu … Oh, you mean the Scott's son? His house is over there. "The old man was stunned for a moment before he pointed at a wooden house behind a coconut garden not far away.
"He's not home." Angor glanced at the house.
The old man nodded. "Yeah. I heard he went fishing with Leif this morning. I think he'll be back soon."
The old man didn't care whether Angor was a good person or not. Instead, he began to talk about Tulu and Leif in the end.
Angor didn't have anything else to do, so he just listened with interest.
Suddenly, he heard someone screaming from the beach.
The old man suddenly paused and turned to look at the sea. Then, he slapped his head and said, "Oh, I was just talking to you. How could I forget that there's still no news from Kummer? What's with the Henpai boy? Did something happen to Kumore? "
The old man paced back and forth anxiously while praying that everything was fine.
From the old man's mumbling, Angor figured out what happened.
A group of kids went to the beach to play, and for some reason, they decided to dive into the sea to look for shells. When everyone came back, they found that Kumore was missing. They ran back to the village in tears. The adults all stopped what they were doing and rushed to the village.
It had been half an hour since Kumore disappeared into the sea. If he was not mistaken, Kumore was already dead.
"Hey, outsider. Can you help me see what's going on? Have you found Kummer yet?" The old man looked at Angor and asked, "Well, I'm sorry, but can you help me?"
"Sure, I'll go." Angor didn't refuse the old man's request.
The reason why he agreed to the old man's request so readily was that he could faintly feel energy fluctuations near the coast, and the location was coincidentally where everyone was.
When Angor arrived at the shore, he saw everyone staring at the sea with their mouths wide open.
Following their gazes, he saw that under the moonlight, in the sparkling waves near the shore, there was a child flopping on the surface of the water. His hands and feet were sliding randomly, splashing water everywhere.
From the crying people on the bank, he learned that the child was Kumore, who had been missing for quite some time.
"He disappeared for half an hour, and he's still alive? So he was playing a prank on us? Now he's reaping what he sowed. "Angor followed the child's train of thought.
However, Angor didn't really care. He looked at the child's back.
The moon happened to be at an angle with the surface of the sea, so everyone on the shore could see that there was a sea beast about ten meters long lying in wait behind the child called Kumore.
The energy ripples Angor sensed earlier probably came from this monster.
It looked like a sea lizard with sharp spikes on its head. It was staring at the shore with a pair of ferocious and bloodthirsty eyes.
"People like to fish. I didn't think I'd see a sea monster doing the same thing," Angor muttered to himself.
The sea monster didn't touch the kid named Kumore because it wanted to use him to catch bigger "fish", such as the group of people on the shore.
But would anyone take the bait?
Angor glanced at the people in front of him. They all looked scared. No one dared to move. Kumore's mother, on the other hand, was the only one who was begging for help to save her child.
But no one answered her request. She couldn't swim, and her child's father had yet to return from the sea. There were no boats nearby. She collapsed on the ground and stared into the distance.
She watched her child struggling in the water, but she couldn't do anything about it.
At this moment, someone suddenly pointed to the front and saw a boat floating over the sea. "Hey, there's a boat going over!"
Angor also looked up and saw a small wooden boat floating toward Kumur's position. It was burning with a small flame.
The boat was covered by a black cloth, so Angor couldn't see what was inside. However, the villagers recognized the boat.
"That's Leif's boat!"
Leif? Angor recalled that the old man mentioned that Tulu went to the sea with Leif earlier. Was that Leif?
As Angor wondered, the cloth covering the boat was lifted, and a dark-skinned man came out with an anxious look.
It was none other than Tulu.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
