Chapter 343 The Ring of Illusion <TOC> Chapter 345 Whiskas Royal Court
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The suddenly appearing man was dressed in an odd yet elegant attire, with golden hair and blue eyes, and an extraordinarily handsome appearance.
From the strands of his hair to the smile on his lips, his neat clothing, and the standard of his speech and movements, he exuded strict noble etiquette.
He took one step at a time from the void into reality, and then slowly passed through the crowd. When he approached the coachman, the coachman did not recognize him, but still whispered “Thank you”; when he passed by Magda, her cheeks flushed slightly. With each step he took, the people of the One-Eyed Brotherhood around him retreated in astonishment.
Finally, he stopped in front of the scar-faced man.
The scar-faced man immediately wanted to kneel and beg for mercy, even though he did not know the man at all.
Perhaps this man was from the Leonrique family? Otherwise, why would he save the coachman?
The newcomer was, of course, Angel. Although he disliked the scar-faced man’s foul language and ill-mannered demeanor, he had no intention of disciplining him. Therefore, he used his magic hand to stop the scar-faced man from kneeling.
In the scar-faced man’s astonished gaze, Angel gently took the “Ring of Illusion.”
No one dared to question Angel’s actions, nor did anyone dare to step forward and stop him. Not even a single person dared to speak.
In front of everyone, Angel held the Ring of Illusion and carefully examined it. The ring had a very regular design, a standard circular ring with a five-petaled flower motif on the face, and a loose green gemstone in the center of the flower.
Whether it was the ring band, the face, or even the green gemstone, all were made of very ordinary materials. Perhaps they were still considered precious among mortals, but they were only worth a few gold coins.
Angel gently twisted the green gemstone, closed his eyes slightly, and felt a tiny grain of sand under the gemstone, acting as the loose pivot.
“Indeed, a ring devoid of any alchemical essence, relying solely on this tiny grain of Nightmare Sand to construct an illusory realm.”
Angel had no interest in this ring and returned it to the dumbfounded scar-faced man. Although the Nightmare Sand was valuable, the size of this grain meant that the power contained within it would be exhausted after a few uses.
“Sir, sir, sir…” The scar-faced man’s voice trembled, unsure of the purpose of this man’s sudden appearance.
Suddenly, the scar-faced man saw the man he had previously thought was a fool, cheerfully walking up to the newly arrived extraordinary gentleman. The scar-faced man shuddered in fear, wondering if this fool was the reason this gentleman appeared so suddenly?
Scar-faced man: “Sir, I did not know earlier that he was your…person. I apologize for any offense I may have caused, please forgive me.”
Just as Angel was about to get straight to the point and ask about the story behind the Ring of Illusion, Magda, who was being held by two people on the other side, somehow broke free from her restraints and rushed to Angel’s side.
Perhaps it was because she charged too violently, or there was a stone on the ground, or Magda had ulterior motives; as she approached Angel, she suddenly tripped, and her face flushed with embarrassment, she was about to fall onto Angel.
Angel took a casual glance, and then retreated a step in Magda’s frightened gaze.
“Thud!” Magda fell flat on the cold ground in a prostrate position, stirring up a cloud of dust.
Magda wore a mournful expression, covering her bleeding nose, and looked pitifully at Angel.
Angel did not respond, merely giving her a cold glance before looking away. He appreciated the coachman more than the nonsensical Magda.
“Do you know who I am? You dared to step back just now, how could you treat me like this!” Magda pouted angrily.
Magda’s sudden accusation left not only Angel, but also everyone else from the One-Eyed Brotherhood present, utterly dumbfounded. Was this girl really out of her mind?
Magda felt wronged. Judging from the man’s actions, he was certainly a noble. As a count’s daughter, she fell, yet he didn’t help her up and responded with an indifferent gaze, which was absolutely infuriating!
Although Magda held a distinguished status, she had been spoiled and willful, raised in seclusion by Leonrique.
Facing the fierce One-Eyed Brotherhood, she screamed and cried in fear; but facing a man who might be a royal court noble, she began to display the superiority of a count’s daughter.
Magda wanted to say more, but the coachman from the other side covered her mouth.
“Sir, my young lady is still just a child, please forgive her,” the coachman repeatedly kowtowed to Angel.
Magda was definitely over eighteen years old, older than Angel, and she was still a child? Angel sneered inwardly, and his initial good impression of the coachman diminished because of this statement.
Angel was unlike other dark wizards; he maintained basic respect and restraint towards ordinary people. However, if someone offended him, he wouldn’t be polite.
With a light snap of his fingers, a surge of nightmare energy entered Magda’s mind.
The next moment, Magda suddenly clutched her throat and made incomprehensible noises for quite a while.
With a terrified look, Magda pointed at Angel and clung to the coachman’s arm, desperately gesturing towards her throat and then shaking her head vigorously.
The coachman seemed to understand Magda’s predicament and looked at Angel with a pleading gaze.
“Silenced for ten days, as a punishment,” Angel responded indifferently.
In fact, there was nothing wrong with Magda’s vocal cords or throat. Angel had merely used the nightmare energy to obstruct her thoughts, making her believe she couldn’t speak. This was a nightmare application method Angel had researched himself. His illusions originally possessed the power to conceal senses, and now, after learning —The Mystery of the Nightmare Domain—, he could use this ability even more adeptly, even simulating a first-level Silence spell without consuming much magic power. In a deeper sense, this was a unique power possessed by Angel.
Hearing this response, the coachman said no more. If it was only a ten-day silence, this punishment was already incredibly lenient for offending a transcendent being. Besides, Miss Magda’s temperament was indeed somewhat arrogant; how could she treat a transcendent being like an ordinary noble?
Angel turned his head once more to look at the scar-faced man.
The scar-faced man immediately wanted to apologize, as he had been awestruck by Angel’s incredible spell, and his heart was filled with reverence for Angel.
“Everyone else, disperse. You, follow me.” Angel did not want to state his purpose in public, and the scar-faced man seemed to be a local ringleader, making him the most suitable candidate for gathering information.
Upon hearing this, the scar-faced man felt a surge of apprehension. But since Angel only called for him and showed no intention of dealing with his underlings, it was a relatively ideal outcome. He recalled the last time they faced a wizard, and one of his underlings was sliced in half just for coughing due to a cold.
It seemed that this suddenly appearing extraordinary person was relatively peaceful compared to the wizard. If it were the wizard’s temper, Magda’s defiance would have been enough for her to die thousands of times.
The scar-faced man felt a mix of emotions, not expecting today’s events to unfold like this. He sighed, used his illusion ring to dispel the illusion, and ordered his underlings to leave with a solemn expression.
“Wait, don’t be in a hurry to leave.”
The scar-faced man’s heart skipped a beat. Could it be… a change of heart?
“Sir…?” The scar-faced man looked at Angel, trembling.
Angel merely exerted a small portion of his nightmare aura, enveloping all the underlings of the One-Eyed Brotherhood. The next moment, a hint of confusion flashed in the eyes of those enveloped by the aura, and they walked dazedly into the woods.
The scar-faced man was not sure what Angel had done earlier, but judging from his underlings’ direction, they seemed to be heading back to their base.
In reality, Angel had just thought of an application to conceal perception and wondered if he could use the nightmare aura to modify or block the memories of these people, leading to the previous scene.
As for the effect… temporarily blocking memories was not an issue, but modifying or directly erasing memories was still beyond his ability. He would need a deeper understanding of the human brain’s structure, the function of various organs, or extensive study in psychology to achieve that.
In the end, Angel temporarily blocked the group’s memories of himself and allowed them to leave.
After completing all this, Angel turned around and continued down the road, with Totoro immediately following. The scar-faced man hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and followed behind Totoro.
As for the carriage driver and Magda, Angel did not even spare them a glance when leaving. The scar-faced man shot them a resentful look, muttering, “You won’t always be able to walk away,” before leaving the troublesome place.
Watching the One-Eyed Brotherhood members disappear into the woods and the three figures fading away at the end of the road, the carriage driver finally let out a long sigh. Turning to the silent Magda, he said solemnly, “Miss Magda, I once read in a secret book that—”
“In this world, there exists a group of hidden and extremely rare extraordinary individuals who can move everything between heaven and earth and defy all rules. They are eternal and immortal, the last glimmers of hope for humanity and the beacons that fuel the fire of civilization.”
“Although these extraordinary individuals are hidden all over the world and are rarely seen, their wisdom illuminates countless worlds. This group of people, that secret book referred to them as… Wizards.”
“I hadn’t thought about it before, but when that young man used the ability to silence you, I remembered that the book mentioned wizards having such power.”
“If that young man is truly a wizard, he could overthrow the entire Watthelmgrass and even the entire Whiskas Royal Court with just a word.”
The coachman said this with a deep sigh, “Wizards may be the most powerful sages in our world, but their personalities have become cold and ruthless due to the endless passage of time, losing their humanity. Miss Magda, you were too impulsive earlier. If that wizard had taken the opportunity to kill you, what could you have done?”
Magda couldn’t speak, but after listening to the coachman’s words, she fell into deep thought, her face showing a hint of fear.
Seeing this, the coachman knew that his words had taken effect. As Magda’s steward, he had done his best.
The coachman helped Magda up, “Let’s go. This is not a place to linger. If the One-Eyed Brotherhood returns, we will be powerless… However, Miss Magda, you need to pay attention to the people around you. The only time we traveled alone, we were intercepted by the Butcher Bal. There must be something suspicious about this.”
Although Magda was arrogant and somewhat oblivious to the situation, she was not a fool. Hearing the coachman say this, how could she not understand his meaning?
“Also, we cannot ignore what Bal said… The wizard he mentioned is probably an extraordinary person as well. If they wants to deal with us… sigh.” The coachman shook his head, worried about the path ahead.
Chapter 343 The Ring of Illusion <TOC> Chapter 345 Whiskas Royal Court