When Beals left, he was still in a daze.
How could he not have heard of the story of the Time Thief?
It could be said that the legend of the Time Thief was one of the rare legends of the Wizarding World.
However, Beals did not expect that this great existence, who was said to have surpassed the legendary realm and reached the third level of the Miracle Realm, was called Cassini.
The greatest characteristic of the Time Thief was that he could steal your choices. He was like a scavenger wandering around the nodes of time. Whether it was the past, present, or future, as long as you gave up your choice, he would unknowingly steal it away.
If life was compared to a road of no return, then every choice that affected the turning point of your life would give birth to a fork in the road. If you chose the left fork, then the right fork would slowly disappear, and there would be almost no chance to set foot on it.
The Time Thief, on the other hand, could take the right fork without asking.
The Time Thief had his own rules when it came to stealing choices, but currently, no one in the Wizarding World was completely aware of the restrictions when it came to stealing choices.
However, everyone knew the Time Thief's two ways of doing things.
First, once the Time Thief took away your choice, he would definitely compensate you. No matter what kind of compensation it was, it would definitely be of great help to you.
Second, the Time Thief would not casually steal a person's choice. The person he chose to mark would definitely have the opportunity to set foot on the path of truth. In other words, if your choice was taken away by the Time Thief, you would most likely be a potential seed of truth.
The ultimate goal that every Wizarding World pursued was the truth.
From a certain point of view, being marked by the Time Thief meant that your potential was limitless!
Therefore, people in the Wizarding World of the Southern Region often said, "Being favored by the Time Thief". In fact, they were referring to being marked by the Time Thief.
However, being marked by the Time Thief was not necessarily a good thing. This was because it was very likely that the Time Thief would steal your choice to set foot on the "path of truth".
Originally, even if you made the wrong choice, you would have the chance to start over again. However, if your choice was stolen by the Time Thief, you would never be able to set foot on the path of truth. From this point of view, the Time Thief was detestable.
However, when you felt that the Time Thief was detestable, you had already surpassed the legendary realm and reached an unimaginable realm. This was because only at that realm could you truly understand the meaning of "truth".
There wasn't even a single Legendary in the southern region. Therefore, most wizards would not be afraid if they encountered a Time Thief. They would even hope to be marked because once they were marked, it meant that they would also gain great benefits.
Beals let out a long sigh of relief.
His hands were still trembling. Cassini was actually such a great existence!
Beals recalled how Vifet had asked him who had told him about Cassini's name before he left.
Vifet was excited, and so was Beals. Still, he could not say it out loud. He could only repeat Angor's name in his mind.
Was he already marked by the Time Thief when he was still an apprentice?
Beals was well aware of what this meant!
If Angor was really the one who was marked by the Time Thief, his potential would be unimaginable!
According to what Beals knew, there were no more than a hundred people marked by the Time Thief in the Southern Region! How many adepts were there in the southern region? Too many to count!
"No, I have to ask Angor if he saw the Time Thief with his own eyes." Beals was so anxious that he could not wait to see Angor right now.
He already believed that Angor must have met the Time Thief because Angor was growing too fast. Maybe it was because the Time Thief took away Angor's Choice that Angor was able to grow so fast.
Still, this was only a guess. He needed to confirm it with Angor first.
Moxa Westland, Vifet's underground palace.
After Beals left, Vifet was still reeling from the shock of hearing this secret.
Gauss said indifferently, "As for the name of the Time Thief, forget about it. Remember not to spread it."
Vifet nodded. He did not want to tell anyone about the "Seed of Truth" marked by the Time Thief in the future.
"It's a pity. Beals is too stubborn. He won't tell us who the Time Thief is," Vifet sighed. Viffet sighed. Perhaps that person has only heard of Cassini's name and has never seen the Time Thief.
Gauss said, "Anyone who knows the name Cassini, no matter if it's him or not, will definitely be marked by the Time Thief."
"That's true. But we won't know who he is if Beals doesn't tell us."
Gauss grinned. "Well, there's a way."
Under Vifet's puzzled gaze, Gauss tapped the table, and a glowing ball with a pair of red lips appeared in front of them.
The red lips parted, and a long, thin tongue licked its lips. "You bastard Gauss. Whose secret are you trying to pry this time? I'm telling you, I won't swallow it if it's not a beauty. "
Gauss felt a little embarrassed after being called a "bastard". He turned to his old friend and said, "I just got this servant, and I haven't trained it yet. Heh."
Vifet was speechless.
This creature that only had a mouth was said to be a god's servant. However, this god had nothing to do with the literal meaning of the word. It referred to a rarely seen divination type — the Silent God.
Vifet had heard that the Silent Deity was the most silent type of divination. Speaking of which, it was strange that this most silent of gods had servants who were all chatterboxes.
Gauss skipped the awkward scene and turned to the god attendant. "Don't worry, the smell this time is definitely a beauty."
Gauss reached out his hand as he spoke. A faint, invisible pheromone rose from where Beals had been sitting.
It was left behind by Beals.
Almost every wizard tried to control the flow of their pheromones, but there were no absolutes in this world. No matter how hard one tried, there would always be a small amount of pheromone left behind.
However, there weren't many pheromones left behind, so it was impossible to track and analyze them.
Beals didn't mind leaving behind a small amount of pheromone because almost no one could make use of it.
However, Gauss had a servant, an illusory sublife form that was extremely sensitive to pheromones.
Gauss handed Beals' pheromone to the servant and said, "This is the beauty's pheromone. Swallow it."
The servant glanced at Gauss suspiciously. "Don't lie to me just because I don't have eyes. I'll get mad! Last time you lied to me about the bliss — "
Before the god servant could finish, Gauss stuffed the information element into the god servant's mouth.
What bliss? Bliss House? Bliss House? Vifet's ears twitched, but he pretended that he didn't hear anything.
The corner of Gauss' mouth twitched. "Since we can't find out who it is, let's start with Beals."
Soon, the god's attendant seemed to realize that it was not the "Beauty's Pheromone" and showed an angry expression. Gauss used a strange language to answer it. Finally, the god's attendant was fooled and was willing to communicate with Gauss as an equal.
The two of them continued to communicate in a language that had never been heard before.
After a while, Gauss put away the servant and fell into deep thought.
"Did you find out who it is?" Vifet asked.
"I didn't manage to find out who it was, but I used the option of choosing one out of three to obtain a piece of information from the Gods. Beals guessed that the reason I couldn't use Prophecy to spy on that person was because that person had an alchemy product that could block it."
Also, Beals believes that the alchemy item was made by the person himself. "
Gauss' words narrowed down the list.
The person was probably an alchemist. Alchemists who could create an item that could block Prophecy were few and far between in the world of alchemy.
Also, if the person was related to a slave trader like Beals, they could eliminate some people from the list.
They began to list the names in their minds.
…
He didn't know that someone was thinking about him right now.
He was currently doing alchemy in Freighting Town.
He came to Freighting Town right after leaving Lloyds. At first, he said that he was only going to help Freud replenish the number of times he could log in, which didn't require him to remake the item.
However, when he was done, he looked at the 979 logins displayed on the screen and fell into deep thought. 979 times sounded like a lot, but it didn't take long. Every time they entered and exited the city, they would use it up. Even if they didn't pull anyone into the city for the time being, it wouldn't take long.
He considered for a moment and decided to make a few more dream loggers for Freud.
The materials Angor chose last time were all above average. In the end, the storage space reached a limit of 979.
When he switched to better materials, it only increased to 999, which meant he couldn't go beyond four digits. If he used worse materials, it would fall below 700 times.
In the end, Angor had no choice but to make 979.
He made six loggers in total. One was 999, one was 679, and the other four were 979.
The total number of times he could use all six loggers was about 5,500. It wasn't a lot, but it should last until Freud came back if he used it sparingly.
It took him a week to make all the loggers. Then he spent another day using the materials Freud gave him to build Foundation City as well as some infrastructure expansion.
After making sure everything was correct, Angor went to Freud.
Angor also told Freud about Ashen Time so that Freud wouldn't know who it was when everyone came looking for him.
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