Chapter 1908 Living as a Sword <TOC> Chapter 1910 Commencing Integration
Translator: SumTLMan
The essence of the message is a confession of one’s own actions, gratitude for Angel’s understanding and shelter, and an expression of regret for no longer being able to assist Angel.
Written with deep emotion, indeed, the lines are imbued with abundant feelings, but…
“No need to regret, in the Wilderness of Dreams, you can continue to assist me,” Angel said with a soft smile, casually taking out the Dream Conch and activating it towards The Desk. The desk was then drawn into the Wilderness of Dreams by a mysterious power.
Meanwhile, Popoca was discussing the Mother Tree Network with Jon when suddenly, a desk appeared out of thin air in front of Popoca.
Startled, Popoca calmed down after a moment and looked at the desk in front of him with a puzzled face.
“Is this… the desk I used before?” Popoca asked in a tone of surprise and doubt, opening the drawer beneath the desk. Inside, everything from pens and ink to leather paper was complete. Even the notes and diaries he left could be found.
Except for the absence of the Softworm’s nest, everything else was exactly the same.
“This was your desk?” Jon, hearing Popoca’s murmur, thought for a moment and understood that this was Angel’s doing.
“Yes,” said Popoca, looking confused. “Mr. Jon, do you know why it suddenly appeared here?”
“The answer, you should be able to guess,” Jon replied.
“Was it done by Lord Pat?” Popoca immediately realized that the desk itself was left in Angel’s bracelet, so only Angel could have transferred it to him. But Popoca couldn’t imagine how Angel managed to do this, what kind of incredible method was this?
“It was naturally him.” Jon casually flipped through the manuscript on the desk, a study about the Softworm. Although Jon didn’t quite understand it, Popoca had written the research report very thoroughly, and the structure of the topic deepened gradually. Just from this report, it was evident that Popoca was absolutely serious in his scholarship.
Jon nodded in satisfaction and said to Popoca, who was still not reacting: “Since Angel has delivered this desk to you, it will be your desk from now on.”
Having said that, Jon patted Popoca on the shoulder, ready to continue discussing the Mother Tree Network with him.
However, Popoca was still in a daze, and Jon then said, “The doubts in your heart, you can ask Angel directly when he comes in. You’ll naturally get your answers. For now, let’s put aside these doubts and get back to the main topic.”
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In the Wilderness of Dreams, the conversation between Jon and Popoca was unknown to Angel. He had casually thrown the desk in there, more as a joke than anything practical.
Since it was just a small joke, Angel naturally didn’t give it much thought. Besides, he didn’t have the time to ponder these trivial matters now, as from the gear button, there came a “thump, thump, thump” knocking sound.
Angel took out the mini signal tower and successfully connected the communication.
The person who initiated the contact, undoubtedly, was Sparrow Blossom.
Through the light screen, Angel saw that Sparrow Blossom’s expression was less cheerful than usual and carried a hint of solemnity, with a trace of sadness in her eyes.
After connecting the signal, Sparrow Blossom was silent for a long time before she said, “Brother Pat… my brother, has he already…”
“He’s already dead.” Angel understood what Sparrow Blossom wanted to ask and straightforwardly told her the truth.
After a moment of silence, Sparrow Blossom said, “Then…”
Sparrow Blossom started to speak but stopped again. She wanted to ask Angel if Popoca could be saved, but she didn’t know how to start and had to stop midway.
“Don’t worry, you will meet one day. Didn’t you foresee it?” Angel said with a smile.
The meaning expressed in Angel’s words was exactly what Sparrow Blossom wanted to ask. Although she didn’t know in what state Popoca existed after physical death and the soul falling into the Abyss, since Angel said so, all Sparrow Blossom needed to know was that there would be a day of meeting, and she could put her mind at ease.
Sparrow Blossom had contacted Angel specifically for this matter. Now that she had gotten her answer, she naturally breathed a sigh of relief.
Then Sparrow Blossom talked about some other topics with Angel, among which she emphasized a piece of news: perhaps soon, Sparrow Blossom would meet Angel.
Not through the mini signal tower, but a real-life meeting.
As for why Sparrow Blossom was so sure about the meeting, she kept it a secret and didn’t tell Angel.
However, after hanging up the mini signal tower, Angel, sitting at his desk, pondered for a moment and guessed the likelihood: unless something unexpected happened, he wouldn’t leave the Savage Grottoes soon; and for Sparrow Blossom to meet him, she naturally had to come to the Savage Grottoes.
Considering the significant event about to happen in the Savage Grottoes, the answer naturally emerged——
A tea party.
Sparrow Blossom would likely come to participate in the tea party, where she would naturally have the chance to meet Angel in reality.
Upon further reflection, it seemed normal. After all, Black Castle was almost entirely women, and the tea party included nearly half of the Wizarding World’s witches, so their attendance at the tea party wasn’t surprising.
Moreover, Isabelle herself said that she hopes to establish a friendship between Black Castle and Phantom Island, and she will definitely be present in person when the time comes.
Considering Isabelle’s regard for Sparrow Blossom, it makes sense that she would bring her along.
“This must be the first official appearance of Lady Isabelle in the Wizarding World after a thousand years, right? I’m somewhat looking forward to it. What will be the reaction of others when they find out that she is preparing to establish a friendship with Phantom Island?” Angel murmured softly, his anticipation for the tea party growing.
In the following time, Angel briefly inspected the Softworm Nest. Without any assistants to help, he had to resolve some of the subsequent hidden dangers mentioned by Popoca himself.
Once everything was done, Angel just felt a feedback from the ‘Gate of Dreams’ power.
This indicated that Sanders had entered the Wilderness of Dreams.
It also meant that Sanders must have made the final preparations to start shouldering the power.
Angel immediately packed up the Softworm Nest and entered the Wilderness of Dreams.
After a while, Angel, Sanders, and Freud appeared in a forest shrouded in mist.
This place is the main hiding spot of the Nightmare Domain, and the surrounding mist is a mirage created by Angel. Last time they came here, it was an open plain, but now it had turned into a forest.
Walking among the tall trees, shrouded in mist and deprived of sunlight, the surroundings were gloomy, much like the Corpse Forest near Black Castle, getting more chilling as they proceeded.
Ordinary people would have started to feel scared by now, but for them, it was just a bit more terrifying in atmosphere.
Even Freud had the leisure to remark, “It’s a pity, despite the dense forest, there’s a lack of birdsong and insect chirping. Otherwise, it would feel more realistic.”
“You might try taking on the power related to the creatures of the Wilderness of Dreams, it will naturally liven things up,” Angel suggested.
Freud waved his hand vigorously, “Forget it, I can’t even handle the power of plants, let alone anything else.”
At this point, Sanders said, “I think you could give it a try. Whether it’s these plants, the Sin Monsters, or the Dream Plant Fairies, they can all be considered a type of creature of the Dream Realm. Nowadays, the Dream Realm creatures have almost completely covered the Wilderness of Dreams. In this situation, the burden of taking on other powers related to creatures will inevitably decrease. Just ordinary insects and animals, you should be able to handle.”
After hearing Sanders’ words, Freud’s eyes flickered with interest, but he had just lost the Tree Civilization power and was now embarrassed to take on another power.
Moreover, the continuous failures also hit Freud hard.
Angel had intended to help Freud step out of the shadows. Hearing Sanders’ words, he seized the opportunity to say, “I think it’s a good idea too. Once my mentor takes on the power related to energy, you can give it a try. Don’t you want the Wilderness of Dreams to become more like a real world? This is your chance.”
Chapter 1908 Living as a Sword <TOC> Chapter 1910 Commencing Integration