Chapter 1912 Magic System <TOC> Chapter 1914 Framework
Translator: SumTLMan
The conversation between Sanders and Freud continued, with Freud filling several pages of notes with their question-and-answer exchange.
Towards the end of their discussion, Freud mentioned a term he used in various projects, which he called——Infinite Alchemy.
Freud spoke of Infinite Alchemy in contemplation of the possibility of its realization once the Magic System was established.
To this, Sanders responded affirmatively: “After the complete construction of the Magic System, it’s not just Infinite Alchemy that becomes feasible. Any extraordinary research requiring material consumption, be it experiments, alchemy, or spell development, can be maximized through the synergy of the Dream Conch and the Wilderness of Dreams.”
“However, beyond these, I hold a greater expectation for the Wilderness of Dreams.”
As Sanders said this, he gazed out the window, looking into the profound sky as if envisioning a larger world beyond.
Freud waited a while, eager to learn what Sanders’s ‘expectation’ was, but received no further elaboration.
Sanders said, “Let’s end our discussion for today. If you have any questions, list them, and we can talk next time. I’ll probably stay in the Wilderness of Dreams for the next few days to expedite the construction of the Magic System.”
Although Freud was curious about Sanders’s unspoken words, he could tell that Sanders deliberately withheld them. Freud didn’t know whether it was because Sanders didn’t want to speak or couldn’t at the moment. Regardless of the reason, since Sanders didn’t wish to discuss it, Freud naturally wouldn’t pry further.
Freud said, “I’ll immediately arrange a quiet room for you Lord Phantom Master…”
“There’s no need for special arrangements,” Sanders interrupted, then turned to Angel: “I remember you brought Pat Estate into Initial Heart City.”
Angel nodded in agreement, recalling how, after the catastrophic events at Pat Manor, he had brought the deceased servants into Initial Heart City. To help them acclimate more quickly to their new surroundings, he also included Pat Manor itself.
“I think I’ll visit Pat Manor in the next few days.”
Angel nodded again, finding Sanders’ decision perfectly acceptable. Pat Manor in Initial Heart City, though occupied by a group of servants, mostly remained empty. The quiet and tranquil setting there was ideal for Sanders to conduct his research without outside disturbances.
After nodding, Angel prepared to leave Azure Tower with Sanders. Before departing, he glanced at Freud and asked an unexpected question, “Have you made up your mind yet?”
Freud, taken aback at first, quickly caught on. After a brief hesitation of two or three seconds, he nodded slightly.
Angel smiled faintly, patted Freud’s shoulder, and then left Azure Tower with Sanders.
Once they were outside Azure Tower, Angel asked Sanders to calculate the burden of power related to insect beasts when he had the time.
Upon hearing this, Sanders realized, “Is this why you asked Freud earlier?”
Angel nodded, “Having Freud bear the power was my plan from the start. Given his passion for the Wilderness of Dreams and the binding of the Oath of Luo, he’s one of the best candidates.”
“By having more power borne, the Wilderness of Dreams can become more real, while also helping Freud step out of his shadow. It’s a win-win.”
Sanders nodded in agreement, naturally hoping for the improvement of the Wilderness of Dreams.
“I’ll calculate it later. I think the probability of Freud successfully bearing it isn’t small.”
After they finished discussing this matter, they stopped talking about powers, as they had already arrived on the main streets of Initial Heart City.
The streets were crowded, but few paid attention to Angel, as everyone was gathered around the large trees and gardens by the street.
The presence of plants not only made the Wilderness of Dreams more realistic but also injected new vitality into Initial Heart City.
This vitality even subdued some of the previous undercurrents.
Everyone seemed cheerful, either chatting under the trees or having heart-to-heart talks in the gardens. At this moment, plants seemed to become an essential medium for their social interactions.
This novelty, they estimated, would last a few days. This was good for Angel, who could choose less vegetated paths without worrying about being the center of attention.
When they arrived at Pat Manor, the gate was wide open.
Mana, the head maid, stood under a white oak tree at the entrance, her eyes filled with nostalgia.
Once, in reality, there was also a white oak tree at the entrance of Pat Manor. However, the real white oak was planted years ago by Jon, with the help of Angel and Leon.
Since arriving in the Wilderness of Dreams, Mana hadn’t seen a white oak tree. Seeing it again, even though this was not the same tree, still immersed her in reminiscence. She was so absorbed that she didn’t notice Sanders and Angel passing by her into the manor.
“Won’t you greet her?” Sanders asked, referring to Mana, the head maid.
Angel shook his head: “No.”
The moment he saw the white oak tree, he began to miss his homeland, let alone the longing from head maid Mana. In a state of empathy, how could Angel possibly disturb her?
Angel, accompanied by Sanders, made his way to the castle.
Along the way, they encountered maid Ollie, but Angel did not say much, merely instructing Ollie that Sanders would be staying at the manor and asking others not to disturb him.
Upon reaching the study, Sanders nodded at Angel and then whispered, “I said earlier that I have Greater Expectations for the Wilderness of Dreams. Aren’t you curious about what it might be?”
“Curious, yes. But if the mentor chooses not to disclose, I naturally respect his decision.”
“I’m not unwilling to tell, it’s just that there’s no need for Freud to know about this.” Sanders paused, then continued, “The Wilderness of Dreams is not just about convenience, I believe its existence represents an unparalleled opportunity.”
Angel looked puzzled at Sanders, waiting for his explanation.
“As the power slowly returns to its place, the Wilderness of Dreams increasingly resembles a real world. Do you know what I thought of at that moment?”
Without waiting for Angel’s response, Sanders provided the answer: “I once saw a phrase in the ruins of an ancient wizard.”
“Embark on the path of choice, forge the realm of laws, and crystallize the embryonic form of the world.”
Sanders spoke these words softly, but Angel could feel the gravity in his voice; the softer he spoke, the more solemn the words became.
“This phrase might seem meaningless, but if you ponder its first two lines——’Embark on the path of choice, forge the realm of laws.'”
“These lines describe what corresponds to the first two realms of a wizard.”
“The path of True Knowledge and the Legendary Domain.”
“If the first two lines are about True Knowledge and Legendary, then the last line…”