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Translator: SumTLMan
Mysterious Objects are born from nature in ninety-nine percent of cases, each with a different cause.
The Enforcer speaks of one such cause.
This cause corresponds to his speculation about Reynolds.
But whether the truth is as the Enforcer speculates, no one can confirm. Even if a mysterious alchemist were to come, they might not be able to provide a definite answer.
However, because of the Enforcer’s words, Angel developed a great interest in Reynolds… In fact, the Savage Grottoes wouldn’t mind having an extra mascot?
After all, the laboratory of the River Legacy Society is almost paralyzed, and Reynolds is essentially free. Perhaps they could let Nausica coax him, letting the mascot join the Savage Grottoes to contribute his remaining warmth. In that case, Angel could also take a closer look to see if Reynolds really harbors anything mysterious inside.
Angel secretly made a decision, thinking perhaps it could be tried once this matter was settled.
As Angel was lost in thought, the back of his hand was suddenly touched, feeling somewhat soft and bouncy, like touching soft, cool jelly.
Looking down, Angel saw in his vision of energy, a creature enveloped in a light purple haze, resembling a purple crystal, bumping against the back of his hand repeatedly, with more zeal than a professional scam group.
“Haralenne?” Angel whispered its name.
Haralenne stopped the “bumping” and floated leisurely in front of Angel, its soft body naturally flattening into a pancake shape, wanting to cover Angel’s face.
Angel understood Haralenne’s intent… surely, Woof Woof had something to find him for.
But now didn’t seem like the right time to make contact.
Angel sneakily glanced at the Enforcer and found that the Enforcer was not looking his way at the moment but was watching something in the distance, Number 03.
After thinking, Angel ultimately gently tapped his forehead with the index finger of his left hand.
Upon receiving the “signal,” Haralenne immediately pressed its soft body to Angel’s face, especially around the forehead, almost completely covering it.
If someone were to inspect Angel with a vision of energy at this moment, they would find a glowing purple crystal embedded in Angel’s forehead.
As Haralenne’s energy tendrils probed into Angel’s forehead.
The connection to the void network was successful.
Angel silently acknowledged the system’s “ding ding” sound as a necessary ritual for the void network connection, although it was technically useless.
Angel: “Woof Woof?”
With no delay whatsoever, the voice of Woof Woof instantaneously reached Angel’s mind: “I’m here. Have you already arrived near the target coordinates?”
Angel glanced far into the distance at Magnificus De Pawel, which seemed to sense his gaze and looked back in his direction. Angel quickly averted his gaze, lowering his head, pretending as if nothing had happened.
Magnificus De Pawel, however, looked at Angel, displaying an innocent yet eerie smile.
“If the guest of the ‘City of Phantasm’ you’re referring to is a tender pink octopus, then I suppose I’m near it. I’m less than a nautical mile away from it,” Angel responded.
“Yes, that’s it!” Woof Woof, who was flying through the void, was overjoyed.
A distance of a nautical mile, in Woof Woof’s view, was practically face-to-face coordinates. Previously, Woof Woof had thought that the deviation might be tens or even hundreds of nautical miles, which would require its intervention from the Southern Region to adjust the position.
Unexpectedly, Angel had managed to do just this, getting as close as a nautical mile!
This meant there was virtually no difference, allowing for the lord’s descent directly!
One could say that Angel’s coordinate position not only facilitated the lord’s actions but also significantly reduced Woof Woof’s own risk. After all, its power was too weak; it would be best not to enter the Southern Region in physical form.
However, the joy was fleeting; it soon considered other aspects.
Woof Woof fell silent for a moment before asking, “Then, are you alright?”
Having met Angel, Woof Woof naturally understood the substantial gap in strength between Angel and Magnificus De Pawel. With Angel being so close to Magnificus De Pawel, was he truly safe?
Angel did not possess such abilities to traverse the void as it did. Being this close, was it really no problem?
Angel understood Woof Woof’s concern immediately: “You don’t need to worry, I’m fine for now… By the way, do I need to get any closer?”
Woof Woof replied, “No, your position is already very good.”
Angel said, “That’s great. This way, you won’t have to risk entering the Southern Region. Magnificus De Pawel is very strong; your ability to traverse, might not be fast enough to act before it deals with you.”
Angel’s seemingly ordinary reassurance actually had his own calculations behind it. By clarifying this matter, he hoped Woof Woof would understand that he had exerted effort and ‘sacrificed’ for Woof Woof’s safety.
Angel wasn’t seeking to curry favor through this gesture, but simply thought that the more guilt Woof Woof felt, the smoother their interactions might be in the future.
In Angel’s view, the two abilities Woof Woof possessed were exceptionally powerful: one was high-dimensional void traversal, and the other was the command over the entire void known as the ‘Void Network’. These abilities might seem non-aggressive, but their effects could be more useful than many Mysterious Objects and without side effects.
If Angel wished to visit various worlds or stroll through the void in the future, having Woof Woof’s abilities would be extremely convenient.
However, Woof Woof’s heart leaned more towards that of the spotted puppy, and thus its attitude towards Angel became slightly more distant.
So, Angel hoped to use this sense of guilt to close the gap between them. After all, he was speaking the truth, and Angel wouldn’t harm Woof Woof, so he put on an air of “sacrifice” without any shame.
On the other hand, Woof Woof could also feel the dedication Angel had shown for it.
After all, Woof Woof had never been exposed to the complex and varied human heart and tended to see issues more directly. Thus, it genuinely felt a bit guilty.
“Thank… you.”
Hearing the sincerity in Woof Woof’s voice, Angel’s lips slightly curved up: “It’s nothing, even though this place is extremely dangerous, and Pawel the pink octopus could kill me with just its little sucker, it doesn’t matter, I’m not going to die just yet. And you don’t need to feel too guilty, I’m not here just for you, I also want to see the promotion of the object of disorder…”
By saying this, Angel clearly took a step back to advance.
Angel told Woof Woof not to feel guilty but described the current dangers and reality, which made Woof Woof feel even more apologetic.
The effect was evident.
The voice in which Woof Woof spoke became softer: “Thank you very much, if it wasn’t for my impudent request, you wouldn’t have been involved in this.”
Angel: “It’s okay, but I am curious, why do you care about Pawel? Hmm… Pawel is the pink octopus you mentioned, it’s also a second-class citizen of the City of Phantasm.”
Had it been before, Woof Woof might have hesitated a bit about whether to answer, but now it didn’t hesitate at all and directly said: “One of my kind, near the void of the Southern Region, was the first to discover Pawel and reported it to me. I traveled through the void to see it and found that inside Pawel, there’s the aura of the master of the City of Phantasm.”
“That’s nothing, right? I’ve heard that Pawel is pampered by Gruz De Weld, so it’s normal for it to have the master’s aura.” Angel wondered, and what does this have to do with Woof Woof?
“It’s not just any aura, but a fluctuation of consciousness. Inside Pawel, there exists the consciousness of that master.”
“You mean, there’s a split of Gruz De Weld’s consciousness inside Pawel?”
Angel’s heart skipped a beat. If this was true, then the danger level here was far from trivial, and the potential troubles could exponentially increase.
Woof Woof: “Yes, I’m certain.”
The reason Woof Woof could discover this was due to its race’s innate talent. As weak Void Travelers, they had never been caught by void creatures precisely because of their unusual sensitivity to energy auras.
Angel furrowed his brows: “How do you know that split consciousness is Gruz De Weld’s?”
“I have a kin near the Source World, and I had it observe the aura near the City of Phantasm.”
Angel: “…” Your kin really are spread across all worlds, huh? Also, the void network is really convenient, huh? Information spreads across the void faster than any Spirit Walker!
It feels like the Mother Tree Network just got crushed into dust.
“Did Gruz De Weld really come?” Angel’s expression became somewhat solemn, even if it was just a split consciousness, its significance was extraordinary.
Suppressing his palpitations towards Gruz De Weld, Angel continued to inquire, “But I still don’t understand, why do you want to locate Pawel and even allow… the lord to descend? Are you preparing to confront Pawel?”
This time, Woof Woof hesitated slightly before replying promptly.
However, recalling how Angel had braved numerous dangers to facilitate its location by coming into ‘face-to-face’ contact with Pawel, Woof Woof’s heart softened, and it eventually revealed the answer.
“Previously, during the time in the world of the painting, I heard Mr. Feng’s words.”
Angel: “Mr. Feng’s words?”
Angel was also in the world of the painting at the time and had a lengthy conversation with Feng. He was unsure which statement Woof Woof was referring to concerning Pawel.
Woof Woof: “Mr. Feng said that Gruz De Weld’s City of Phantasm also harbors a Void Traveler…”
With this reminder from Woof Woof, Angel instantly remembered. At that time, when Feng saw Woof Woof, thinking it was Angel’s pet, he specifically advised him to steer clear of the City of Phantasm. This was because Woof Woof could potentially be a mutated form of a Void Traveler, a highly valuable and extraordinary creature. Should Gruz De Weld catch sight of it, he might attempt to seize it.
After sharing these thoughts, Feng casually mentioned that, supposedly, the City of Phantasm had a Void Traveler that had been taken by Gruz De Weld.
Despite the Void Travelers being relatively weak, with the majority not much stronger than the average human, their rarity was universally acknowledged.
This was because they were exceedingly rare.
Rare, weak, yet capable of surviving in the void. Clearly, there was something worth investigating here, and many wizards genuinely wished to study the Void Travelers but were unable to find any specimens.
Even Feng had only come across descriptions of Void Travelers in some obscure, little-known books.
Therefore, the fact that the City of Phantasm had a Void Traveler was particularly memorable to him, and he made a point of mentioning it during his conversation with Angel.
It was this statement that deeply ingrained itself in Woof Woof’s memory.
“So, you intend to rescue the Void Traveler trapped in the City of Phantasm?”
Woof Woof: “Yes.”
For Woof Woof, the numbers of its kin were already few, making every single member of its species incredibly important, not to be easily forsaken.
“I remember many people saying that Gruz De Weld treats his citizens quite well. He probably isn’t bad to that Void Traveler either, right? Maybe it doesn’t want to leave; have you tried contacting it directly?”
To this, Woof Woof responded, “Indeed, there is a Void Traveler within the City of Phantasm. But strangely, I can’t make contact with it.”
It was precisely because of this inability to make contact that Woof Woof was even more worried.
“I see.” Angel could sense the unease and urgency in Woof Woof’s tone, “So, you want to capture Pawel and threaten Gruz De Weld to release your companion?”
Woof Woof: “Not just Pawel, but also that Lord of the City’s split consciousness.”
Angel had a general understanding of Woof Woof’s thought process, but he harbored some doubts. Was this approach truly effective?
Even if Gruz De Weld really was willing to trade, could the exchange actually occur? After all, humans are quite adept at deception, and among the Void Travelers, aside from Woof Woof being a mutated genius, the rest lacked wisdom, and Woof Woof was also very naive. Facing the cunning Lord of the City, there was a risk that they might not only fail to rescue their kin but also end up sacrificing themselves in the process.
Angel certainly did not wish for Woof Woof to come to harm.
He voiced his concerns, and after a moment of silence, Woof Woof said, “I understand your worries. I won’t personally take action, nor will I approach that Lord of the City. I have already asked the lord for help, and they have agreed to my request.”
Hearing this, Angel felt somewhat relieved.
After all, that lord was no ordinary individual.
The reason Angel was willing to return to the center of the Mist Zone was also because of that lord; he owed them a great favor.
…
After ending the communication with Woof Woof, Angel peeled Haralenne from his forehead.
The soft, mushy, and cool sensation was really comfortable.
Angel couldn’t help but rub Haralenne, who also seemed to enjoy Angel’s touch, sprawling in his palm like a hamster soothed nearly to sleep.
After relaxing, Angel then raised his head, ready to check the progress of the fruit’s ripening.
But as he looked up, before even seeing the Mysterious Fruit, he first encountered the Enforcer’s probing gaze.
The Enforcer’s eyes quietly observed the Void Traveler in Angel’s hand, seemingly pondering something.
“Lo, Lord,” Angel said softly.
The Enforcer snapped back to reality, glanced at Angel, and asked, “Can Void Travelers communicate?”
Angel was surrounded by a Void Traveler, which the Enforcer had noticed before. At that time, it was quite surprising because it was unexpected for Angel to have a Void Traveler as a pet, given their extreme rarity.
The Enforcer himself wasn’t a wizard who was fond of studying magical creatures, so he only felt a bit astonished internally and didn’t bother further.
However, Angel’s recent actions caught his attention.
In his memory, the Void Travelers were known to be low-intelligence and timid creatures. Yet, the interaction between Angel and the Void Traveler seemed to indicate they could communicate?
The significance of a communicative Void Traveler versus a non-communicative one was vast.
Being a wise species that could wander the void and be weakly controlled, it could entirely become an anchor for the void. Many void merchant groups also rose to prominence through similar species.
“Direct communication is impossible, but I can sense some of its emotions,” Angel considered for a moment before deciding to tell the truth. After all, lies couldn’t be hidden from the Enforcer.
“Unable to communicate, huh…” The Enforcer’s expression showed a slight disappointment. If communication was impossible, its functionality would be greatly reduced, leaving only its value for research.
“What was it doing inserting its energy tendrils into your forehead just now?”
This time, Angel did not respond. Lies would not deceive, and Woof Woof could not be exposed, leaving no choice but to remain silent.
The Enforcer frowned, about to say something, when suddenly a “plop” sound came from afar, echoing across the skies.