While listening to Rossum's story, Angor was still in awe of what happened at Devil's Water, and he was also fascinated by Sunders' magnificent story.
But as the story went on, he began to think.
Was the abnormality of the Alien Eye really related to this matter?
He still remembered that the Alien Eye began to behave strangely on the night when Sunders and Flora returned to the cloud whale. According to Rossum, Sunders returned to the cloud whale to avoid being attacked by Sliv's stowaways.
Not long after Sunders returned to the cloud whale, the Alien Eye began to change. At the same time, the plane fusion that many wizards wanted failed.
According to Rossum, there had never been a plane fusion that failed in its initial stage.
But that time, the plane fusion that was supposed to succeed failed.
Considering the timing, Angor wondered if the Alien Eye was the cause of the failure.
If that was the case, then the Alien Eye was trying to snatch food from the mouth of the world's will, and it had succeeded in doing so.
"Did anything else happen at Devil's Water?"
Rossum told Angor a few more minor things, such as "missing ships" and "sea monsters", which happened every day at Devil's Water. Angor believed that the Alien Eye had nothing to do with them.
It seemed that the fusion of the planes was the cause of the strange changes in the Alien Eye.
In fact, the Alien Eye might even cause the plane fusion to fail.
Angor made up his mind that he would stay away from the plane fusion until he was strong enough.
This information was important to him. For one thing, he could prevent the Alien Eye from acting up again. For another, he would study the Alien Eye in the future, which would provide him with solid evidence.
"If nothing else, I'll accept the information. How many crystals do I need to pay for it?"
"It's not worth the price. Besides, Mister Phantom won't hide it from you." Rossum paused. "I'm not saying that I'm giving it to you. It's not that valuable anyway. The latest issue of The Forest of Time has a detailed record of it."
Rossum considered for a moment. "How about this? You seem to have something else to ask. Why don't we wait until you're done?"
"Alright."
"Do you have any other questions?" Rossum asked with a smile. "Well, do you have any other questions?"
"I'm looking for a scroll that can increase luck," said Angor.
Rossum was taken aback. "Increase Luck? Are you referring to the 'Ask the Bell' sect's Good Luck Choice? Or is it the 'luck' that modifies the variable threshold? "
The so-called good luck was actually a good luck technique. However, this Good Luck Spell didn't increase the Luck attribute. Instead, it meant that between the two choices, the Asking Bell would give you a choice that you liked.
In other words, this was a large amount of information that was processed to give you a recommendation that matched your own information.
It didn't even involve prophecy.
"The second one," Angor answered.
"The first one is easy, but the second one …" Rossum smiled bitterly. "This kind of magic scroll that increases the luck attribute has long been lost. No Mageweath Warlock today can draw it. Our caravan doesn't have such things. "
Angor already saw this coming. After all, the Ashen Caravan wasn't a large caravan.
"Then I'll change my request. Can you help me find out where I can find such scrolls?"
Rossum nodded. "Sure. But do you have a time limit?"
"As long as I don't cancel it, I'll keep it up until I find out." Angor was determined to get the scroll that could increase the luck attribute. It was related to the future of the dream wasteland.
"Alright. How should we contact you when we find out where you are?"
Angor told them Freud's location. "You can contact him. He'll tell me when you find him."
Rossum nodded, his eyes almost overflowing with joy. This information wasn't too valuable, but it could help him to get closer to Angor. He might even be able to get in touch with Angor.
In fact, this was also an exclusive piece of information for him.
Although Rossum was overjoyed, he did not forget to remind Link, "Forgive me for being blunt, but this kind of magic scroll that enhances Luck is a one-time use item, and the duration is extremely short, at most one or two seconds. Also, the effect is random. When the effect ends, a new variable will appear two seconds later, which can lead to bad results. It's not very useful for alchemy. "
Angor smiled. "Thanks for the reminder. I'll only use it when I'm in a pinch."
He didn't correct Rossum's misconception that he was going to use it for alchemy.
"Good." Rossum chuckled. "The first piece of information you asked me for isn't worth much. The second piece of news was still unknown at the moment. If you don't tell me something important, I'll have to charge you a magic crystal as a token. "
The third one.
To be honest, he never thought that he only came here for the two questions he asked before.
"Could it be that I guessed right? You came here just for these two pieces of information?" Rossum raised his eyebrows.
"Should I ask about my professor out of politeness?"
Rossum chuckled. "Alright, I'll tell you that Mister Phantom is still in the Abyss Plane. But the Masked One has left."
Angor nodded. Sunders' information was more or less what he expected. It seemed he had to find a way to contact Sunders as soon as he returned to Brute Cavern.
"Looks like there isn't even a symbolic issue anymore. How about this? I'll symbolically charge you a magical crystal, alright? Or rather, you don't have to pay me. I'm giving it to you for free. "
A magic crystal was still money. If Angor accepted it for free, he would owe Rossum a favor. This was much harder to get than a magic crystal.
Just as he was about to take out a magic crystal and give it to Rossum, he suddenly thought of something.
"By the way, I just thought of something. I do have a question that I want to ask." When he was crafting the Crimson Shelter, he saw a strange shadow inside the anomaly space.
The other party said, "Since you've chosen to wait between fusion and waiting, I'll take away the remaining choice."
Angor wondered if the shadow had taken away one of his options. He wondered who this person was. Was it a "virtual character" inside the anomaly space, or was it a real person?
Furthermore, after the other party took away his choice, the Blood Night Protection actually had an astonishing additional effect.
Did it have something to do with him?
Angor was planning to ask "Potion Maker" Mithra about it, but since he was here, he might as well get straight to the point.
"I want to ask you about someone."
"Asking about people? That's what we're good at. If the person isn't strong enough, we can even capture him for you and make him your master! "Rossum said in a proud tone.
"I don't know how strong he is, but I don't think you'll be able to catch him. "Have you ever heard of a man called Cassini?" "Yes, Cassini," Angor said.
"Cassini?" Rossum's face was filled with confusion as he searched for this name in his memory. However, even after searching through his memories, he did not receive any feedback.
"His real name should be long. Cassini might just be a part of his name," said Angor.
Rossum: "Is there any other information? Is he a man or a woman? What's his nickname? How strong is he? "
Angor shrugged. "I know nothing."
He didn't tell anyone that Cassini had taken his choice away from him. Because if he wanted to talk about this, he would have to say that he had taken away some of the choices and slowly derived them. In the end, the effects of the "Blood Night Protection" that he had refined would be exposed. That would not do.
"How about this? I'll contact Captain Beals. Maybe he knows something."
Angor considered. "It's fine. I'm just asking. No need to bother Captain Beals."
He took out a magic crystal from his bracelet and handed it to Rossum. "Done. I'll be on my way."
He left and paid the bill for the meal on the way.
Rossum sat in the cubicle and played with the magic crystal in his hand. Then, he slowly smiled. "My luck has been good recently. Could it be that I've been favored by the Time Thief?"
A moment later, Rossum reached out to Beals.
Beals was also surprised. "Angor came looking for you again? Not to deal with Seeley? "
"No. He's here to buy information." Rossum told Beals the two things Angor asked for. "First, I don't know what he's here for. Second, I need your men to keep an eye out for him. "
"Got it. "It's been a long time since a magic scroll that can enhance luck appeared. I've heard that a few old guys have it, but I don't think they want it." Pierce shook his head and sighed. Although this kind of magic scroll could only increase one's time by two to three seconds, which was a fleeting moment for an apprentice, for wizards, two to three seconds was enough for them to do a lot of things. Of course, they would treat it like a treasure.
"How about this? I happen to be near Moxa Westland, and I know an old guy who has one. I'll ask him about it," Beals said.
"Alright. I'll stay in Lloyds and wait for your news, Captain."
Beals nodded and was about to turn off the secret communicator. This communication was the bridge that they had painstakingly built. Every minute and every second consumed a lot of energy.
Rossum suddenly remembered something. "By the way, Angor asked me about someone else. But I never heard of him, and he didn't care."
"Someone? Who? "Beals asked curiously.
"A man named Cassini."
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