Chapter 2193 Future Possibilities <TOC> Chapter 2195 Sandhawk
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Translator: SumTLMan
However, Angel’s well-laid plans fell through.
After Magu brought Dangros to understand the situation, Dangros initially acted arrogantly, unwilling to participate. Angel was ready to let Magu find another guide; however, Dangros’s arrogance didn’t last long. Soon, it changed its attitude, holding its hand high with a look of, “Since you beg so earnestly and need me so much, I shall magnanimously agree.”
Upon agreement, Dangros shifted from its previous aloof arrogance to fawning, particularly towards Toby, who was perched on Angel’s shoulder.
Dangros lavished Toby with flattery, employing a sycophantic strategy.
Seeing Dangros’s behavior, Angel understood that its earlier display of arrogance was completely an act. With Toby present, the likelihood of Dangros’s agreement had already surpassed seventy percent.
Moreover, Dangros had been cornered by Duroche lately, hiding for many days in depression. With Magu’s command, allowing it to leave openly, why would it refuse?
Sighing, Angel accepted the situation as it was, at least for now. After all, as a guide, Dangros was deemed qualified.
“When does sir plan to depart?” Magu asked at this point.
Angel showed hesitation, pondering for a moment before responding, “Tomorrow, perhaps.”
Magu smiled and nodded, not probing further.
As Angel expressed his intention to leave, Magu and Magic Fire Midir exchanged glances, and Magu slowly said, “Please wait a moment.”
Angel looked over, puzzled.
Magu did not explain immediately but closed his eyes. Seconds later, a beam of light descended from the elemental core at the classroom’s ceiling, looking much like the sun.
The light eventually landed in Magu’s hand, transforming into a fist-sized, fiery red crystal.
Magic Fire Midir stood up and extended a finger towards the crystal. A black magic flame covered the crystal, as if dressing it in a black armor.
Magu handed over the dual-colored crystal, saying, “We’ve seen from —The World of Wizards— that wizards strictly adhere to the principle of equivalent exchange. Leaving these Drama Shadow Boxes for us, we naturally cannot fail to reciprocate. After discussing with his Highness, we decided to exchange a crystal formed from our core flames.”
Although it was Angel’s first encounter with a core flame crystal, merely by observing its structure, he could guess its general application. This was an extreme compression of two unique fires, whether to activate it as an attack, use the special fires for assistance, or slowly preserve it as a material for fire elemental research.
This crystal, containing both Magu’s and Magic Fire Midir’s flames, was indeed highly valuable.
Angel, though tempted, ultimately declined: “No need. Spreading the Drama Shadow Boxes among other elemental monarchs aligns with my goals. Strictly speaking, this does not constitute an equivalent exchange.”
As Magu was about to respond, Angel continued:
“If Magu and your highness indeed view this as an equivalent exchange, perhaps we could change the terms to, when more human wizards enter the Tidal Realm in the future, to discard rigid prejudices and seriously consider the trade proposed by my backing organization.”
After saying this, Angel nodded, not lingering on the crystal any longer, and left the classroom.
Inside the classroom, Magu and Magic Fire Midir looked at each other and sighed deeply, not pursuing Angel further.
On the other side, after leaving the classroom and walking a distance, Angel stopped.
“Wait for me——” Dangros, gasping for breath and rapidly running on four fingers, finally caught up with Angel, clinging tightly to his trouser leg.
Angel lifted Dangros after a moment of silence.
Glancing at Toby on his left shoulder, Angel asked, “Should I put it up here?”
Dangros couldn’t always run on the ground, and using a Magic Hand to carry him would be too conspicuous, so Angel thought of placing him on his shoulder as well. After all, there was already one burden there; adding another wouldn’t make much difference.
Though the shoulder was Angel’s, Toby had always regarded it as his own territory, so Angel sought his opinion.
Toby, looking at Dangros who was full of hope, ultimately shook his head, indicating no.
After some thought, Angel placed Dangros on the tear-shaped clasp on the outer part of the Blood Night Sanctuary cloak, signaling him to hold tight.
Toby, still somewhat annoyed but without the shoulder occupancy, begrudgingly accepted this arrangement.
Having dealt with Dangros, Angel continued forward, asking Dangros, “Do you know where Kolokcro is?”
Without hesitation, Dangros pointed towards an alleyway, “Go that way.”
Angel immediately changed direction, intending to strengthen his relationship with Kolokcro on this last day.
Time flew by, and after spending about four hours in Kolokcro’s room, Angel left as night fell.
Originally, Angel thought of directly stating his intentions to Kolokcro this time, asking him to make a choice since he would be leaving tomorrow. However, considering Kolokcro’s current attitude, it seemed unlikely that he would leave with him.
Not wanting to give up on Kolokcro, Angel decided to wait a bit longer.
After all, as an elemental sprite, Kolokcro wouldn’t leave the Fire Domain soon. Angel planned to search for the “treasure” left by Feng and then return to slowly wear down Kolokcro’s wariness.
On the way out, Dangros, lying on the Blood Night Sanctuary, curiously asked, “Why are you so interested in Kolokcro’s talent?”
Angel remained silent, his interest in Kolokcro going beyond mere talent.
Dangros didn’t mind the lack of response and continued, “I also think Kolokcro’s talent is great. I wish I had such a powerful offensive talent, but mine is just a useless barrier.”
Dangros rambled on, initially about Kolokcro’s talent, but soon delved into self-pity regarding his own abilities.
Angel listened without interruption, finding Dangros’s perspective limited.
Kolokcro’s self-destructive ability was indeed strong, but its potential seemed capped. In contrast, Dangros’s defensive barrier, usable by other fire creatures, scaled with their power, having a low floor but a high ceiling.
Moreover, comparing offensive and defensive abilities was not straightforward.
But Dangros hadn’t considered these aspects, simply envying others for their offensive capabilities.
Angel found no words to address this.
As Dangros grew increasingly despondent, Angel finally interjected, “You must have talents beyond defense, right?”
Dangros hesitated, “Where did you hear that?”
“Fespanray told me,” Angel replied. “But isn’t that what you’ve been telling others?”
Dangros remained silent, his gaze shifting left and right: “Actually… I, I…”
“What, have you been infected by Kolokcro?”
Dangros pouted: “What infection? I just wanted to say, that was all nonsense. I actually don’t have a second talent. I just didn’t want my little brothers to know that my talent is just an ordinary barrier.”
Angel turned his head to look at Dangros, this behavior quite fitting his personality.
“Is that so?” Angel didn’t mock Dangros, instead saying: “I think you might actually have another talent…”
Dangros: “Huh?”
“Isn’t your recruitment of followers quite skilled? Maybe that’s your talent.”
Dangros rolled his eyes in annoyance: “That’s not a talent, it’s my leadership. I am to be known by the name of Divine Fire in the future.”
Dangros’s voice was very soft, with a hint of insecurity.
Having spent so much time in the Fire Domain, Angel understood that only a domain monarch was entitled to prefix their name with an element.
For Dangros to aspire to become “Divine Fire Dangros” revealed its ambition, coveting the highest throne of the Fire Domain. Moreover, to contend with Magic Fire Midir for the Fire name shows its true dissatisfaction with the current monarch.
Angel did not discourage Dangros, smiling: “I hope to see that day too.”
Dangros was momentarily stunned, it’s previous insecurity suddenly vanished, and it held its hand high with pride: “Of course, that day will come!”
Angel smiled, no longer speaking.
…
The next morning, high above a scorched mountain range.
“We are now far from the core area of the Fire Domain, this is where we part ways. Dangros will lead the way from here.”
Angel looked back at the two figures behind him, Magic Fire Midir and Fespanray.
Magic Fire Midir glanced into the distance, then said to Angel: “Alright, if sir encounters any troubles, feel free to return to the Fire Domain, and we will find a solution together.”
After speaking, Magic Fire Midir nodded to Angel and then turned to leave with a flap of his wings.
Fespanray, however, stayed behind, continuing to accompany Angel and Dangros.
Holding the Blood Night Sanctuary, Dangros looked curiously at Fespanray: “Are you also coming with us?”
Fespanray lifted his flaming wings, revealing a transparent barrier orb under his armpit, containing two shadow boxes.
“I have been assigned by His Highness to deliver these two shadow boxes to the Swampy Shore and the Jaren Grasslands,” Fespanray explained.
Dangros showed a look of realization, having learned from Angel that their current destination was the White Cloud Hamlet. The nearest route would take them through the Wild Stone Wasteland. Fespanray’s destination, the Swampy Shore, was conveniently near the Wild Stone Wasteland, making it possible to travel together for a while.
After another half-hour of flight, the ground remained scorched earth, but the air temperature began to gradually decrease.
At this point, Angel also took out the Gondola as their mode of transportation.
Upon boarding the Gondola, Dangros started admiring and touching everything around him, completely fascinated.
Angel looked towards Fespanray, still flying: “Since we’re going the same way, come in and take a seat, rest and recover your strength.”
After a moment of hesitation, Fespanray nodded and flew to the side of the Gondola, naturally letting down his soft and beautiful fire feathers, looking elegant and noble, contrasting sharply with the shaggy Dangros.
The journey continued, and although the speed of the Gondola was affected by the environment and temperature, not reaching its maximum, it was still much faster than their simple flight.
Along the way, Angel learned from Fespanray that Magic Fire Midir had sent over fifty minions to deliver the Drama Shadow Box to monarchs everywhere.
The Swampy Shore and Jaren Grasslands that Fespanray is planning to travel to has relatively good relations with the Fire Domain, so one flame sparrow was enough for Fespanray.
However, some territories, which have cold or even hostile relations with the Fire Domain, would have more minions sent to them. For example, a territory called “Rain Forest” was even led by Phoenix, with ten powerful flame sparrows as minions, making the team quite luxurious.
There are also some territories, though not hostile to the Fire Domain, that are extremely dangerous, such as the Sparking Mountain Range. There, lightning strikes nearly every minute, and the ground has formed many thunder pools, making it very dangerous just to enter, so the team sent there is also very luxurious.
Fespanray said, “However, whether it’s the Rain Forest or the Sparking Mountain Range, there are solutions. The most difficult location for this mission is not these two places but the Marlaya Ice Mountain. It belongs to the home of ice elemental creatures, the Domain of Frost Iseth. Frost Iseth and our Fire Domain are in opposition. If we, the creatures of fire, were to go, we probably wouldn’t even get to see the Frost Monarch, let alone hand over the shadow box to them.”
Angel replied, “I will be responsible for going to Frost Iseth.”
Initially, among the elemental creatures who spent the most time with the Magic Painter, there was Frost Iseth. So, Angel wanted to see it no matter what and also take the opportunity to hand over the Drama Shadow Box.
“I heard from His Highness, and we all breathed a sigh of relief when we knew this news. However, I still want to remind you, sir, although you are human and temporarily have no conflict with Frost Iseth, Frost Iseth’s temperament is always radical, and it might also attack you.”
Angel nodded, “I will be careful.”
Four hours later, after passing through another volcano crater obscured by smoke, they saw an endless scorched earth in the distance.
And at the end of the scorched earth, the color faintly changed from black to yellow.
“Up ahead is the Wild Stone Wasteland.” Fespanray said this slowly and spread his flaming wings, flying out from the Gondola: “We should part here, sir. I wish you achieve what you wish for.”
After these words, Fespanray let out a cry, turned into a flame arrow, and sped off in another direction.
Chapter 2193 Future Possibilities <TOC> Chapter 2195 Sandhawk