Chapter 84
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The Phantom Servants turned left and right. They did not lead them into Twilight Town. Instead, they led them to the outskirts of the town.
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Their final destination was actually a small hill at the edge of Twilight Port Town. The hill was completely empty. There were only weeds and pebbles.
The Phantom Servants split into two groups and surrounded everyone. Everyone was confused and did not know what was going on. At this moment, Good walked in from the middle.
"Each of them has a Stealth Magic Array on them. You won't be seen by mortals if you stand among them," Goode explained casually. Goode explained casually, "Even in the Vast Continent, adepts are a legendary existence to most ordinary people. Don't disturb their lives if you don't have to. "
After listening to Goode's explanation, Angor finally understood why no one noticed them when they were walking on the road. It was because of the Stealth Magic Array.
Angor agreed with the idea of not causing a commotion among the civilians. Wizards used to be mortals as well, and they knew the hardships of mortals. There was no need to worry about them.
Goode walked to the hill and took out something that looked like a token and tossed it into the air. When the token landed, everyone felt their vision blur for a second before a cave appeared at the center of the hill. There was a staircase inside the cave, and no one knew where it led. At first glance, they could see candlelight flickering inside.
"This is Brute Cavern's temporary base. You'll stay here for the night and leave tomorrow." Goode made a "please" gesture toward the cave.
Everyone walked down the stairs one by one. Angor was the last one to enter. Goode and the other Shadow Servants followed behind him.
"Mister Padt, Mister Toby's luggage has been placed in your room. A Phantom Servant will take care of it when you leave tomorrow," Goode whispered to Angor.
Angor nodded. Maybe the fight just now exhausted Toby's stamina. The bird was now curled up in Angor's hair.
The underground tunnels extended in all directions. Gatehouses appeared on the walls from time to time. The further down they went, the wider the space became, and more underground rooms were found.
Their rooms were not far from the ground. They were basically connected. Moreover, the two rooms were connected, and there would be a small hollow living room in the middle. The basic arrangement was that two people shared a room, but each of them had their own bedroom.
He went back to his room and tidied himself up. Then he heard some rustling coming from the living room.
He opened the door and saw a boy wiping the long table in the living room with a wet towel he took out from somewhere. The boy was so focused that he didn't even notice when Angor opened the door.
The boy was wearing an old white shirt and black pants. Angor immediately recognized him as the boy who was sitting on the rock on the beach. When Hookdick ambushed him earlier, the boy reminded him of something. It wasn't really useful, but Angor still accepted the favor.
Apart from Nausica, this boy seemed to be the friendliest one among all the victors of the deathmatches in cabin eight. Now that he had decided to make some friends, this was obviously a better choice. But he was still hesitating. Was this man really as innocent as he looked?
Angor observed him quietly.
The boy was still wiping the table over and over again. Maybe he was a neat freak? Angor wondered. It was an obsessive-compulsive disorder, not something that could be used to determine his personality.
After wiping for so many times, the boy finally stopped.
To Angor's surprise, the boy sat down after wiping the table. The stool he was sitting on was covered in a thick layer of dust. If the boy was really a neat freak, he wouldn't be able to stand such a dusty stool.
Then why was he wiping the table so carefully?
Angor soon found the reason.
The boy fumbled around and took out a thick hardcover book from his backpack, which had been washed until it was white. The boy placed the book on the desk that had been wiped clean and rubbed his hands together reverently. After confirming that there were no stains on his hands, he solemnly flipped open the book and started to read it carefully.
"So he's not a neat freak. He just keeps wiping the desk because he loves books." Angor had a better impression of the bookworm since they were both bookworms.
Angor didn't want to disturb the boy. He decided to go back to his room and read the books he recorded from his professor.
Someone knocked on the door as soon as he turned around.
The boy who was reading the book heard it too. He looked up and looked around in confusion. When he saw Angor, the boy showed a surprised expression and nodded slightly.
The knocking was still going on. The boy finally realized what was going on and quickly stood up to open the door. He was so anxious that he even kicked the stool over.
When the door was opened, Nausica appeared at the entrance.
"Hey, boy. Good afternoon." Nausica raised an eyebrow when she saw who opened the door. She then looked at Angor. "What a surprise. The two youngest boys in our class are both here."
"I'm Nausica. And you?" Nausica flipped her long hair and leaned against the door frame lazily. "What? Not going to invite me in?"
The boy nodded and welcomed Nausica in, looking a little nervous.
"I'm Sailum Pustin, from the Versailles Duchy in the Revelation Continent," Sailum spoke in a small voice. "My country is small. I don't think you've heard of it."
Nausica waved a finger in front of Sailum's face. "Not necessarily. I've been to Versailles Duchy before. Your country has the best rose garden. I still miss the colorful rose cakes there. "
Sailum's skinny face broke into a bright smile when he heard that Nausica had been to Versailles Duchy. He also looked at Nausica with a friendlier look.
Nausica looked at Sailum who had developed a sense of closeness to her just because she visited Versailles Duchy. She sighed. Another kid. Did she have an affinity with kids after leaving Blackberry?
"I'm Angor, from the Old Land." Angor smiled at Sailum and sat down opposite him. Sailum returned the smile a little awkwardly.
"You're from the Marginalized Island?" Nausica asked.
"You've heard of it?" Angor was a little confused.
Nausica nodded. "Yes, I've been there. I remember I came to the continent from an island called Heylan. It's a beautiful place. Unfortunately, a war broke out not long after I left. "
"If you went there in recent years, it should be my country, Goldspink Empire, that's fighting against Heylan Explosion."
"Oh, that's too bad." Nausica shrugged nonchalantly.
"How did you go to so many countries? I've never even heard of the Old Land. "Sailum looked at Nausica with admiration.
Nausica smiled. "Because … I'm a pirate!"
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