Chapter 2236 Thoughts on the True Form <TOC> Chapter 2238 Farmer’s Ghost
Translator: SumTLMan
From the silhouette, the person appeared remarkably slender and tall. At this moment, he was standing by the window on the west side, using the leaking sunlight to examine a thick stack of documents in his hands.
Perhaps because he heard the sound of the balcony door being pushed open, the person turned around.
After pausing for two seconds, he slightly curved his lips upwards: “So, it’s Super Dimensional Wizard.”
As he spoke, he closed the document and walked towards Angel, stopping three steps in front of him, took off his pure white gloves, and extended his hand towards Angel.
A handshake.
A traditional courtesy among the Winsbills nobility, the Winsbills preferring the restrained and slightly aloof handshake over the more traditional cheek kiss.
Angel looked at the newcomer, a young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses. His clear voice, elegant movements, traditional courtesies, and that suit fitted to perfection adorned with dark gold accessories. Every detail exuded a disciplined and ascetic aura of order.
He appeared to be a scholarly nobleman.
But anyone who had heard of his name would give him a wide berth, even more so than Sanders in the Savage Grottoes——this could be seen from Freud’s expression. Freud, who was initially working at his desk, would occasionally lift his head to glance at the young man, his eyes filled with evident fear. He was terrified that in the moment he looked down, this scholarly young man would transform into a monster and devour him whole.
Angel pondered for half a second and also extended his hand, gently grasping the other’s, and called out his name: “Wizard Bayer.”
The scholarly young man was indeed Dulmatin Bayer, nicknamed “Microcosmic World,” known among the apprentices at the bottom of the Savage Grottoes as the Cranium Opener. A wizard with an aberrant interest in biological research, possessing an unparalleled passion for trepanation.
“Calling me Wizard Bayer feels so formal. You can just call me Dulmatin.” Dulmatin smiled, his tone much more familiar compared to Angel’s distant one, speaking as if they were old acquaintances.
Angel and Dulmatin were not familiar with each other, but back when he was an apprentice, Angel had received Baruba, who was sentenced to death, from Dulmatin. Considering Angel’s status as an “alchemist,” Dulmatin had exchanged Baruba for a favor, handing him over to Angel.
Although the situation at the time was quite complicated, the end result was that Angel owed Dulmatin a favor.
Therefore, facing Dulmatin’s familiarity, Angel couldn’t afford to be standoffish and followed Dulmatin’s lead, saying, “Likewise, calling me Super Dimensional Wizard also seems a bit distant. You can call me Angel.”
“That suits me just fine.” Dulmatin smiled warmly and then released Angel’s hand.
Dulmatin: “I didn’t see you outside on the terrace when I arrived last time. So, your previous departure point was the terrace of Azure Tower?”
Angel: “I simply set my entry point here.”
A glint of realization flashed in Dulmatin’s eyes: “I see, so as the creator of this realm, you can set your entry point to any location within the Wilderness of Dreams?”
Angel nodded: “Yes.”
A gleam of intrigue appeared in Dulmatin’s eyes: “Then, I wonder if there’s a way for us to obtain this ability?”
Angel could tell that what Dulmatin truly wanted to probe was not the ability to set an entry point, but rather to explore the origin of this power.
This was a matter of authority, and it wasn’t that Angel couldn’t disclose it, but it wasn’t the right time to make it public yet.
So, faced with Dulmatin’s question, Angel simply stated, “Not at the moment.”
Is this truly only temporary? Dulmatin suppressed the question that was almost reaching his throat, noticing that Angel didn’t want to discuss this ability that almost seemed law-like too much, so he decided to hold back for now.
“Since that’s the case, let it be.” Dulmatin appeared completely unconcerned, gracefully indifferent.
Angel was also quite surprised by Dulmatin’s magnanimity, considering his profile of Dulmatin’s personality, he wasn’t someone who’d give up easily.
Indeed, Angel’s personality profile wasn’t wrong. This restraint didn’t fit Dulmatin’s character, but what Dulmatin wanted more at the moment was to take advantage of the favor he had with Angel to first bridge their relationship.
Whether it was Angel’s identity as a member of the Research Institute or his foresight on the prospects of the Wilderness of Dreams, it was worthwhile for him to establish at least a non-hostile, friendly relationship with Angel.
Under this premise, restraining his own personality to not antagonize Angel was the primary task.
“Did you come here looking for Freud?” After getting a nod, Dulmatin said with a smile, “Then good, I won’t disturb you guys. I’ll head to the room next door.”
Dulmatin nodded to Angel and then looked at Freud, waving the document in his hand, “I’ll borrow this document for a while and return it later.”
Facing Dulmatin, the great demon, how could Freud dare to refuse, nodding repeatedly, “No problem at all.”
As Dulmatin turned to leave, before he left, he said to Angel, “If you have time, Angel, maybe you can come next door to find me later, we could have a chat.”
As for what to discuss, Dulmatin didn’t specify, but the exchange between wizards was never confined to a single topic. Moreover, since Dulmatin characterized it as an exchange, he naturally intended to share some knowledge for mutual discussion, rather than unilaterally gaining.
“If there’s time.” Angel replied in the same courteous manner.
Dulmatin smiled and left the room.
Once Dulmatin had left, Freud, who was sitting at the desk trembling, finally took a long sigh of relief.
“Is it that exaggerated?” Angel asked, amused.
“Of course, it is!” Freud nodded like pounding garlic, lamenting with a scared tone, “You have no idea, when he found out that I am a soul in reality, how terrifying his gaze was, he looked like he wanted to dissect me on the spot.”
“That’s why, since Lord Dulmatin arrived almost five hours ago, I haven’t dared to relax for a minute. I was originally writing a document, and now I’ve only written one page… Even this page was written haphazardly, mainly to maintain normalcy in front of him, otherwise, if he saw my fear, he might really have come forward to dissect me.”
Listening to Freud’s narrative, Angel couldn’t help but laugh a little. “As if seeing your fear, he would act,” this kind of situation usually occurs among beasts or ghosts. Freud, being a soul, saying such a thing was filled with absurd inversion.
However, Freud wasn’t joking; his tone was still trembling, showing his genuine fear of Dulmatin.
“By the way, what did Dulmatin come here for?” Before asking this question, Angel’s thoughts sank into the Power Tree for a moment, using the Gatekeeper’s authority to check when Dulmatin entered the Wilderness of Dreams.
Dulmatin must have entered through one of the login devices that Angel had given to Rhine previously, because he hadn’t set up a “stranger entry alert” for that batch of login devices, so he needed to check in the Power Tree to determine Dulmatin’s entry time.
The answer was, a day ago.
This answer made Angel feel a bit peculiar because the login location set for the batch of login devices given to Rhine was in the New City, mainly to facilitate the apprentices building the New City. And to travel from the New City to Initial Heart City by airship also takes almost half a day.
This means that after entering the Wilderness of Dreams, Dulmatin basically didn’t stay in the New City at all and directly made his way to Initial Heart City non-stop.
Based on what Freud previously mentioned, Dulmatin has already spent over five hours here, which shows that upon arriving at Initial Heart City, Dulmatin went straight to Azure Tower.
Such a purpose-driven route has made Angel curious about Dulmatin’s intentions.
Freud did not hide anything and recounted the events following Dulmatin’s arrival.
Essentially, Dulmatin was here to view the documents Freud wrote about the Wilderness of Dreams. From this, it is evident that although Dulmatin can be quite ruthless in certain matters, he indeed belongs to that category of research-oriented talents. Unlike other wizards who, although curious about the Wilderness of Dreams, their first thought is to experience it rather than to delve into research like Dulmatin.
From this perspective, Dulmatin is more likely to embark on the path of true knowledge compared to many wizards.
No wonder when Sumesh was advancing to true knowledge, he asked Sanders who else in the Savage Grottoes might become the next true knowledge wizard. Sanders’ response was Dulmatin. At that time, Angel was somewhat puzzled, but now he has gained some insight.
“Speaking of which, there’s something I still don’t understand,” said Freud. “Since many documents involve the core of the Nightmare Domain, I did not present them. But Lord Dulmatin did not inquire, probably thinking I would not be aware of such secretive knowledge. Logically, excluding the documents about the core of the Nightmare Domain, there aren’t many. Lord Dulmatin should have finished reading them quickly, but strangely, he read slowly, and later, the documents he read… were not directly related to the laws of the Wilderness of Dreams, but rather…”
Freud paused before continuing, “He was reading about the personal data of the residents of Initial Heart City.”
These data were initially collected by Freud, mainly describing physical conditions and changes before and after entering the Wilderness of Dreams. Initially, this was for experimental purposes, to help Angel determine if Jon’s consciousness would be damaged upon entering the Wilderness of Dreams.
After Jon entered the Wilderness of Dreams, Freud did not cease this experiment. After all, so far, the Wilderness of Dreams seems to pose no problems for new residents, but no one can ensure that anomalies won’t appear in the future. Preparing information in advance allows for immediate response to crises.
“Interested in the data of Initial Heart City’s residents?” This answer surprised Angel. Could it be that Dulmatin plans to study the bodies of the dream realm’s natives? Angel thought it over and felt this possibility was not small. Although Dulmatin is not a Karabian, his passion for biological research is no less than that of a Karabian. The residents of Initial Heart City, although ordinary people, underwent fundamental changes in their bodies after entering the Wilderness of Dreams, which would likely attract a research fanatic like Dulmatin.
Angel shared his speculation.
After hearing this, Freud agreed, “No wonder he changed his expression instantly when he heard I am a soul in reality. He probably thinks a soul body forming a new body in the Wilderness of Dreams would be even more worth his research.”
The more they thought about it, the more alarmed Freud became, “No, I have to notify Alda and Sunny later. If Lord Dulmatin finds out they are also souls, he might abduct them for research.”
However, since Alda and Sunny were not in the Wilderness of Dreams at the moment, Freud, despite his alarm, did not take immediate action.
Freud then asked, “Lord, what should we do now? Should we notify the Sin Hunters to send more demon hunters to protect the residents of Initial Heart City?”
Angel felt there was no need for such measures.
He had also considered researching the bodies of the dream realm’s residents, but his foundation in such research was not strong. Moreover, with more important powers to explore, he had put it on hold.
Now, since Dulmatin might be interested in the physical bodies of the dream realm’s residents, why not let him conduct the research? Perhaps, he might uncover some secrets.
Angel was well aware that he is not omniscient or omnipotent. The secrets of the Wilderness of Dreams are numerous, and he alone cannot fully comprehend them. Like the two energy-related powers that Sanders holds, if left to Angel to research, it would probably take over a decade to see results, let alone delve deeper into exploration.
And this is just a minor branch of the Wilderness of Dreams. Many similar situations exist. To fully understand the secrets of the Wilderness of Dreams, Angel does not believe he can accomplish this alone.
Therefore, more specialized wizards like Sanders are needed to enter the Wilderness of Dreams. Their research could also promote the development of the Wilderness of Dreams.
By embracing the essence of diverse colors, one can dispel the fog and behold the truth.
Angel is not concerned that their research might lead to hoarding knowledge, as he possesses the most central and authoritative Power Tree. Any slight achievement they make cannot escape Angel’s scrutiny.
Just like the “Magic Revival” Sanders is currently conducting in the Wilderness of Dreams. Previously, Angel was unaware of the information regarding energy, but now, if he wishes, he can quickly reveal the essence of the “Magic Revival” researched by Sanders through the Power Tree.
Therefore, with such support and security, Angel does not object to Dulmatin’s exploration of the inhabitants of the Dream Realm. Should any discovery be made, it benefits not only Dulmatin but also Angel himself.
“However, it’s a pity to use the inherently good-natured residents of Initial Heart City as experimental subjects. If Dulmatin indeed proceeds with similar research, you can arrange for criminals from the prison to go to Dulmatin,” Angel suggested.
Freud pondered for a moment and nodded, “I understand.”
After discussing Dulmatin’s issue, Angel returned to the main topic and inquired Freud about recent developments.
The first matter discussed was Sunny and Alda’s cultivation.
Alda has fully completed the possession cultivation, finding a way to relieve the accumulated Death Aura within him. His soul, no longer enveloped by Death Aura, appears more translucent and spiritual.
However, while Alda’s cultivation progress reassures Freud, his personal life is a different story.
Lately, Alda frequently visits Star Lake Castle, possessing Little Seim or those sent by Eniya to Star Lake Castle.
This often leads to comical mishaps, such as a maid who, possessed by Alda, went to the kitchen late at night to make grilled meat.
Alda enjoyed the feast, but the maid, who was determined to lose weight, woke up in the morning and broke down in tears.
This situation also gives Freud a bit of a headache.
But more than the headache, Freud feels a hint of envy towards Alda; he, too, wishes to taste grilled meat.
Chapter 2236 Thoughts on the True Form <TOC> Chapter 2238 Farmer’s Ghost