Tulu thought he had gained some courage after the two frightening experiences. But it seemed that he had overestimated himself. Tulu's heart skipped a beat as he sensed the sinister wind behind him and the hand on his shoulder.
Before Tulu could turn around to look at the person behind him, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.
"Ugh." He looked at the unconscious Tulu and wondered if he should do the same thing as Sunders, which was to create a deathmatch in the future. Never mind. Deathmatches are too wasteful. How about a haunted house test?
He didn't intend to scare Tulu away by letting Freud out. Besides, Freud's face and expression were perfectly human. Angor didn't expect Tulu to faint because of Freud's presence.
Maybe Tulu's nerves were too tight ever since he entered Nightmare Orphanage.
Freud was feeling a bit awkward. He could've just walked through Tulu's body, but it wasn't a pleasant experience to have a soul pass through his body, so he politely greeted Tulu. Who knew something like this would happen?
"Mister Padt …" Freud wanted to say something but stopped.
Angor used Hand of Spell to lift Tulu onto the table. "It's fine. Let's give him some courage."
Freud looked at Tulu's pale face and sighed. Before he could ask who Tulu was, someone rushed to him from the other side.
It was Alda, the little boy who hugged Freud's leg.
"Mister Dissen!" Alda cried for a long time, but because he was a soul, he could not shed tears. But from his expression, one could see how excited he was. "You're finally back!"
Freud put a hand on Alda's head and sighed. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't find the words.
Angor looked at Sunny, who was still inside the blood array. She covered her mouth and trembled while looking at Freud with misty eyes. She wanted to see if Freud was real or not.
She didn't expect that Freud would come out of his mouth so quickly.
"Alda, Sunny, I'm back." Freud paused for a long time before he finally said, "Alda, Sunny."
But it was this sentence that made Sunny, who had been cold and uncooperative all this time, break down and cry. Although there were no tears, the feelings that burst forth from the depths of his soul were even more sincere than some living people who washed their faces with tears.
Freud wanted to give Sunny a hug, but he frowned and stopped in front of the blood array.
He could feel that the blood formation was full of strange energy. Even with his current rich soul power, he still didn't want to be contaminated by it.
"Mister Padt, what's with this blood array?" Freud thought it was Angor's doing.
"I want to know as well." Angor shrugged. "That's why I let you out."
Freud saw Angor's expression and had a bad feeling about this. As expected, Freud frowned as well when he heard what Angor said.
"I told you that you'll be free as long as you keep your promise. But you haven't fulfilled your promise yet, "said Angor in a plain tone.
Freud considered. "Please wait, Mister Padt. I don't think it's as bad as you think. "
Freud turned to Sunny and said, "Tell me, Sunny. Who trapped you here and took away the box? "
"Mister Dison, I can't feel your body. Are you …" Sunny didn't answer right away. She stared at Freud with a blank look.
"That's right. I'm already dead. Just like you, I'm a dead soul now."
Sunny thought she would be happy to become one of them, but she couldn't. She knew Freud's dream was now a soul. What should she do about it?
"Did you kill Mister Dison?" Sunny glared at Angor.
Angor chuckled but didn't answer. However, in the dark, a wave of oppressive aura ruthlessly crushed over. Sunny was forced to the ground by the aura.
It was also at this time that Sunny noticed that this sloppy-looking middle-aged man contained a terrifying energy that was even stronger than the group of people who had trapped him before.
"You can question me, but you'll have to pay the price if you're angry at someone stronger than you," Angor said in a plain tone.
Freud wanted to say something, but when he sensed that the aura was even stronger than what he felt at the Sea of Purification, he chose to remain silent.
Angor didn't intend to destroy Sunny's soul, so he only gave her a light punishment before withdrawing his aura. Freud took over the situation.
"Mister Padt didn't kill me. Actually, Mister Padt is my savior." Freud explained to Sunny and Alda. "I'll tell you the details later when I have the chance. Now, back to the main topic, Sunny, who trapped you here? "
Sunny panted heavily and was silent for a while before she said, "I don't know who they are, but they are all wearing knight armor. The one who trapped me here was a man in golden armor. "
Them? So they weren't alone?
"What did they look like?"
Sunny shook her head. "They were all wearing helmets. I can't see them clearly."
Freud pondered for a moment and asked, "Are there any special features on their armor?"
Sunny thought for a moment. "Their armor was shiny. I think there was a symbol on it, like a ring made of green leaves. And inside the ring, there was —"
"A silver bird with long legs," Freud finished the sentence for Sunny.
Sunny also reacted and nodded. "That's right, it's a silver long-legged bird!"
From their conversation, Angor could tell that Freud knew the people who took the box away. Angor had given up hope. But now, there was still a chance to get it back.
"Mister Padt, the ones who took the Dream Whelk must be from the Royal Knights," Freud said.
"Royal Knights? Is he a mortal or a supernatural? "
"The Imperial Knights are actually the personal guards of the Central Empire. They're all mortals. But there's a difference between the Central Empire and other mortal kingdoms. The royal family of the Central Empire recruited some apprentices and formed them into the Royal Wizards Legion. "
"Royal authority and supernatural powers are linked together? Just like the Goman Kingdom? "Angor was puzzled.
Freud shook his head. "The Goman Kingdom is as powerful as most wizard organizations. The Central Empire can't compare with them. The people recruited by the royal family are all hopeless apprentices who can't advance to the next level. "
"I see," Angor said. "Still, it's not bad that the Central Empire can do this. There are as many mortal kingdoms as there are stars in the southern wizardry region, but only a few of them can recruit supernaturals. "
Freud frowned. "There's more to it than meets the eye. The so-called Royal Wizards Legion are all apprentices of the Tower of Hurricane. Or rather, the Royal Wizards Legion is an anonymous mortal outpost of the Tower of Hurricane. There used to be a wizard from the Tower of Hurricane who came from the Royal Wizards Legion. He's dead now. "
"Tower of Hurricane?" Angor was puzzled. "You came from the Tower of Hurricane, right?
Freud nodded. "Come to think of it, I joined the Tower of Hurricane because the royal wizards found out about my talent. That's why I was brought here."
Freud paused and revealed a bitter smile. "If I'm not mistaken, they must have learned about my death from the Tower of Hurricane. So they came to my place to see if there's anything they can get. I didn't expect to find the Dream Whelk that I had hidden away. "
"Then I don't think they can get it back." Angor sighed. "If it's taken by a regular supernatural, they can still get it back. But the Royal Wizards Legion, who have the Tower of Hurricane as their backer, will probably hand it over. "
Freud shook his head. "No, they won't. Most Mystery items have self-concealing properties. If they're not activated, people will only think it's a rare material. I mistook it for something else. Later on, I accidentally used my dream energy to trigger it, and only then did I recognize its identity. "
"So far, I think only dream energy can activate the Dream Whelk. As far as I know, the Royal Wizards Legion doesn't have anyone who can do that. Also, no one from the Tower of Hurricane knows that I got the Dream Whelk. "
"So you're saying the Dream Whelk is still with the Royal Wizards of Central Empire?"
Freud nodded. "I think so."
Freud stared at Angor with a pair of eager eyes. It was obvious that he wanted Angor to go to the Royal Wizards Legion and get the Dream Whelk.
Angor knew what Freud was trying to say. "You said that no one will find this place. Also, I promised to set you free if you give me the Dream Whelk. I don't remember you asking me to steal the Dream Whelk. That's against the rules. "
Freud chuckled. "But … the Royal Wizards Legion are all old and weak. They can't beat you, Mister Padt. You can get the Dream Whelk if you go. "
"Of course I can go. If that's the case, then our deal won't work."
"My current condition …" Freud remained silent for a moment. "I never trained my soul when I was alive. It was only after I died that I began to accumulate soul energy. I can handle beginner apprentices with it. But the Royal Wizards Legion isn't that strong, and they have some intermediate apprentices … "
Angor knew that Freud wasn't in the right condition to fight, and he still wanted the Dream Whelk. "It's simple. We just need to sign a new contract."
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