Chapter 1466 The Red Scarf <TOC> Chapter 1468 Illusory City and Majestic Moose
Translator: SumTLMan
In front of Angel lay an exquisite dinner plate.
On the plate was a cluster of mist.
The mist constantly transformed; through its shifting patterns, Angel could intermittently discern various scenes. Sometimes, it was a series of misty mountains, and at other times, palaces guarded by those mountains… At this very moment, the fluctuating mist outlined a charming young girl swinging on a swing.
Calling such a transformative mist a work of art would not be an exaggeration.
Angel marveled inwardly but without hesitation lowered his head and took a deep inhale. The vapor was absorbed into his body in rolling billows.
Strangely enough, Angel thought that the vapor would give him a pungent sensation, but it didn’t. As he inhaled it, he felt an unexpected cooling sensation rush to his mind, as if receiving enlightenment, unlocking his rigid, stale thought patterns.
“This is Welson’s Aura Fairy, which can keep one’s thoughts clear for an extended period,” Sanders’ voice came to Angel’s ears as he savored the afterglow of the vapor.
“This blend of vapor consists of at least a hundred elemental auras, sufficient to reach the Welson-level. You achieving this is truly the pinnacle of culinary wizardry in today’s Southern Region,” Sanders praised.
At the compliment, Gloria, who sat opposite Angel, lazily smiled. “Being praised by the esteemed Lord Phantom Master is an incredible honor. However, you weren’t this complimentary when I ran a restaurant. Is it guilt for having a free meal?”
Sanders gave Gloria a cool glance but said nothing.
Afterwards, Gloria looked towards Angel, “Tonight’s banquet is specially prepared to celebrate your breakthrough. Unfortunately, all the ingredients were used up for the ‘Feast of Purification,’ so it’s a bit modest.”
“For me,” said Angel, “this is the most sumptuous meal I’ve had in years.”
Sanders’ compliment led to Gloria’s teasing, but Angel’s simple praise brought forth a radiant smile from Gloria.
However, Angel wasn’t just paying lip service. Over the years, he rarely had a decent meal. When hungry, he would eat Magic Nourish Meat to satiate his hunger — a meat devoid of flavor, chewing it eventually felt like gnawing on wax. During his time at Pat Manor, he was coerced by his brother Leon to have a family meal every day. Although the food tasted decent, it paled in comparison to the magical cuisine masterfully prepared by Gloria.
In front of Angel, apart from the Welson’s Aura Fairy, there were also several plates of dishes, each containing strangely shaped food.
Angel had tasted them all, reveling in the joy of culinary delights dancing on his taste buds.
The pleasure that the gourmet food brought was not just physiological; Angel’s mood also lifted in tandem.
Furthermore, Toby’s condition had improved, and the weight that had been pressing on Angel’s heart finally lifted, making him feel even more at ease.
Thinking of Toby, Angel took him out of his pocket and placed him on the table.
Toby was still deep in sleep, but as he breathed in and out, the nearby Welson’s Aura Fairy also flowed into his nostrils. Even in his dreams, Toby emitted contented cooing sounds.
Gloria, looking at Toby, curiously asked, “How is Toby doing now?”
Gloria had been busy cooking earlier and hadn’t had a chance to check on Toby’s condition until now.
Angel briefly explained what had recently happened in Frost’s room. Due to the extreme risks associated with the Box of Reincarnation, Angel omitted the part about Zorn and simply mentioned that Frost seemed to have received some message and had left the dark castle.
Upon hearing Angel’s explanation, Gloria sighed in relief. “Although it’s just the suppression of the resentful thoughts, it’s still better than failing to overcome the Tribulation.”
The Tribulation of Resentment was triggered by a curse of doom and was an abnormal onset. It was normal that Toby was unprepared and couldn’t pass it. Now, although Toby’s issue with the resentful thoughts had not been resolved, he at least had time to prepare for the next tribulation. Even if the next tribulation backfires, it won’t be an unsolvable problem.
Since Gloria had never met Frost, her main focus was mostly on Toby’s condition. But Sanders was different; after listening to Angel’s words, the first thing that came to his mind was the “nature of the trade itself.”
What are the terms of his trade, and why do they consist solely of a mere favor?
Or to put it another way, why would such a being, who transcends legendary, care about a mere favor? What particular quality has he seen in Angel?
Sanders was filled with curiosity about Frost but hesitated to inquire directly from Angel since he was still residing in Black Castle. Now that he’s left, Sanders considered it an opportune time to discreetly ask Angel.
As Sanders was pondering this, a creaking noise emanated from the distance.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Felicia pushing open a door, emerging from her private distillery. She held a tray in her hands, covered with a lid. From the gap beneath the lid, a faint blue light could be subtly discerned.
“Gloria, what’s making you smile so brightly?” Felicia, previously preoccupied with mixing drinks for the evening’s banquet in her private distillery, was unaware of what had transpired.
Gloria’s eyes narrowed into a smile: “Initially, I thought this banquet was to celebrate Angel’s breakthrough. But it seems there’s another reason for holding this feast now.”
Felicia walked over and lifted the tray’s lid, releasing a misty blue luminescence into the air.
As the blue light enveloped the entire hall, Angel felt as if he heard the sound of ocean tides and sensed the unique rhythm that belongs to the sea, accompanied by a strong aroma of coconuts.
Amidst the rich fragrance, illusions rose before his eyes.
Bright sunlight, endless golden beaches, white coconuts, and soaring seabirds… Wait, Angel rubbed his eyes, is this not an illusion?
Just then, Felicia inquired: “Another reason for the banquet? What could that be?”
Before Gloria could reply, Felicia heard a rustling noise coming from the tray. She turned her head and found herself staring into a pair of deep red eyes.
In those eyes that resembled small beans, innocence overflowed. Yet the actions beneath its beak were far from ambiguous. Accompanied by a subtle slurping sound, the wine glass placed on the tray was now completely empty.
Felicia’s eyelids twitched.
Before Gloria could respond, Felicia already grasped the “other reason” Gloria had mentioned…
“Who can tell me when this bird that’s stealing sips of wine Woke Up?!”
Yes, at this very moment, the creature stealthily guzzling the wine from the tray was none other than the innocently-faced Toby.
Perhaps scared by Felicia’s shout, Toby shuddered and turned, flapping its wings as if searching for someone to provide sanctuary.
Toby glanced at Angel, then looked at Gloria.
Who should it choose?
Even Angel was curious to know whom Toby would pick at this moment. However, the answer remained elusive, as Toby’s eyes began to glaze over just as it started to flap its wings.
Then it promptly plummeted from mid-air.
With a quick spell, Angel’s Magic Hand caught Toby in time.
When he placed Toby on the table, it was then that everyone noticed that behind the dull feathers below Toby’s eyes, a rosy hue was faintly visible.
Looking closer at the tip of its beak, bubbles laced with the scent of alcohol were emerging.
“Uh, it appears as if it’s intoxicated?” Angel hesitantly suggested.
“It’s not just that it looks drunk; it’s definitely hammered,” Felicia scoffed. “This ‘Coconut Ocean’ I’m drinking is no mere juice. Given this little wine thief’s alcohol tolerance, I don’t believe he’ll sober up for at least three days and nights!”
Angel chuckled awkwardly. He had originally fantasized about a touching reunion when Toby would wake up. To his surprise, Toby was lured awake by a drink, had another upon waking, and then slipped back into drunkenness.
Felicia shot Toby a disdainful look before turning her eyes to Gloria: “Is this thief another reason for your dinner party?”
Gloria’s lips twitched, “It was before.”
“I hope it won’t be going forward.”
While Felicia’s words were laden with disapproval for Toby, the final round of drinks she set out were for Gloria, Sanders, and Angel. The drink that was meant for her, but consumed by Toby, was placed conspicuously in front of her.
This left Gloria and Angel feeling a bit embarrassed.
“Though I’m not particularly fond of Toby, this damnable booze bandit, its awakening is indeed something to be joyful about. Consider that drink a gift from me,” Felicia said, somewhat detachedly.
Chapter 1466 The Red Scarf <TOC> Chapter 1468 Illusory City and Majestic Moose