Chapter 405 A Light in the Dark <TOC> Chapter 407 A Debt of Gratitude
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The moment Angel stepped to the side of the blood-red pool, he pressed against the wall and felt the flow of magical runes within it. After a while, he turned and said: “The teleportation formation can be activated now. However, we don’t know where it leads. We still need someone to guide us.”
Angel pointed to the unconscious black-haired woman on the ground: “Is she still alive?”
Shadow sat up and cast a ‘Disease Detection’ spell on the woman. After receiving the feedback, he said: “She’s alive, but in a deep coma. She’s quite tenacious. I almost died back then, but she managed to hold on.”
Angel showed a hint of apology: “I didn’t know it would turn out like this before crafting. I underestimated the impact of the crafting environment on the outcome. My apologies.”
Shadow waved his hand, indicating it was no big deal: “In the end, the result was good, so let’s put this matter behind us. However, can I take a look at the weapon you crafted? I’m really curious.”
Angel handed the silver revolver to Shadow.
“Wow, this is the first time I’ve been so close to an object with mysterious powers. I’m quite excited.” Shadow curiously played with the revolver. Although he had never seen such a strangely shaped weapon before, the gun’s design naturally suited ergonomics, so he quickly got the hang of it.
“Mechanical alchemy combined with enchantments.” Shadow looked at the intricate magic runes on the gun with astonishment: “And it’s magic energy formation enchantments. You’re so young and you can already do this! I really admire you; I can’t compare.”
Shadow fired the gun at an empty spot. The invisible shockwave spread out in a fan shape, showing that it was a ranged weapon effective at both close and long range. However, Shadow noticed that the attack reached the walls, but they remained undamaged, indicating that this weapon was meant to deal with something other than physical objects.
“Quite convenient to use.” Shadow handed the revolver back to Angel: “The magic energy formation is designed to counter ghost?”
“The magic energy formation is the Prelude of Death, which has a restraining effect on ghost.” Angel replied as he took the gun back and twirled it in his hand.
Seeing this, Shadow’s eyes lit up. He imitated Angel’s movements and twirled an imaginary gun in his hand: “This thing is pretty cool. Not only is it effective and good-looking, but it also adds some flair. If I provide the materials, can you craft one for me?”
Angel replied: “Sure. This weapon is called ‘Reincarnation.’ The last person who commissioned one paid 15,000 magic crystals, plus various other materials, totaling around 30,000 magic crystals. I’ll give you a discount. How about 20,000 magic crystals?”
Upon hearing the price, Shadow wilted. At first, he thought the price was too expensive. However, upon further consideration, the weapon had a magic energy formation engraved on it and was a mid-tier weapon against ghost. The 20,000 magic crystal price seemed reasonable, and it would likely fetch a higher price at an auction.
“No wonder you’re so wealthy,” Shadow muttered to himself. He had always thought of himself as a prodigy, but after meeting Angel, he was genuinely impressed.
The two chatted casually for a while before deciding on their next move.
Angel planned to stay in the Black Castle for some time, and Shadow had no intention of leaving either, as his goal was not yet complete.
“I don’t know if Lady Butterfly will continue to obstruct me, but in any case, I must obtain the Naga.” Shadow’s eyes flashed with determination: “This is my chance to advance to a formal wizard, I cannot miss it.”
Angel did not comment on Shadow’s decision, only saying: “Whether we can obtain it or not, let’s set that aside for now. Let’s leave this place first and discuss the rest later.”
Angel looked at the black-haired woman lying on the ground: “Can she be awakened?”
Shadow shook his head: “I don’t think so right now. How about we take her with us and teleport? If there’s no way, we can play the Fiona card later.”
Angel thought for a moment and agreed with Shadow’s decision. He directly opened the teleportation formation of the blood pool.
With a flash of light, the three of them disappeared on the spot.
The next second, when Angel opened his eyes, he found himself in a magnificent hall. Although the walls were golden and resplendent, and the patterns were exquisitely carved, the occasionally dull colors made people feel an unconscious sense of alienation while standing there.
It was like a lonely noble, no matter how extravagant the external objects were, they could not fill the emptiness and loneliness of the heart.
There were people in the hall. Felicia was sitting on one side of the hall, leisurely mixing a drink. Nearby, a black and white long-skirted maid was kneeling and serving.
When the three teleported over, Felicia raised her eyebrows: “Angel, remember to attend the banquet tonight.”
After saying that, Felicia motioned for the maid beside her to lead Angel to the prepared room.
“As for you, if you want to obtain that magical puppet, you can find it yourself.” Felicia glanced at Shadow and waved her hand, indicating that he should not stay in the hall and be an eyesore.
With nowhere else to go, Shadow followed Angel into the bedroom Felicia had prepared for him, with the black-haired woman still unconscious. He dared not wander around the heavily-trapped Black Castle, so he simply followed Angel to the bedroom Felicia had prepared for him.
This was a rather large bedroom, with ochre as its primary color, giving the room a somewhat dim atmosphere. There was a floor-to-ceiling window and a small balcony, from which one could see the outside view.
“My lord, a mute servant will come to serve you later. If you need anything, you can talk to her.” The maid said, smiling, and left the room.
Once the maid had left, Shadow carelessly tossed the black-haired woman aside and collapsed onto the bed: “I’m so happy, I haven’t slept in a bed for a long time.”
Angel walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and gazed at the rare cloudless sky outside, without lightning and thunderclouds. A thunderhawk soared into the sky, spreading its wings.
Looking at the black eagle, Angel couldn’t help but think of Toby.
Angel planned to stay in the Black Castle for a few days, not because of the promise made to Isabelle, but simply out of concern for Toby’s situation. He also hoped to spend more time with Toby. Now that Gloria had returned, although it was unclear why her appearance had changed significantly, her love for Toby remained unchanged. Since his original owner was present, Toby naturally couldn’t help but stay with Gloria. Essentially, these days were the last time he would be able to accompany Toby.
Even though he was reluctant in his heart, there are no never-ending banquets in this world. From the day he chose to become a wizard, he should have known that one day, he would live a lonely life. If he couldn’t even bear this loneliness, why bother walking this perilous and difficult path?
Angel stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window for a long time, thinking a lot, and his mood was inexplicably low. It wasn’t until Shadow called him that he sighed and put away the sudden emotion.
“Shall we release Fiona? Or should we go and drop Fiona back in Ciporak?” Shadow rolled back and forth on the bed, staining the sheets with blood and sweat, still feeling carefree.
Angel nodded: “Let’s go, make a trip to the Living Soul Garden. I made an agreement with the High Priest to return within three days. Going back now would allow me to arrive just before the festival, and it would be a good opportunity to purify my soul.”
At the time, he only told Shadow that he came to the Black Castle for the Soul Bead. He didn’t explain the birth process of the Soul Bead. So when he mentioned going back to Ciporak to purify his soul, Shadow asked with interest:
“Have you found a way to purify the soul?” Then he continued: “So the Wizard Garden is the Living Soul Garden. Nowadays, the Wizarding World consumes a lot of souls, so this is a valuable Wizard Garden. But I haven’t heard that the Living Soul Garden has a purification function. Could it be that this Wizard Garden has a high level?”
“It has nothing to do with the Living Soul Garden. The High Priest told me that purifying the soul and crafting Soul Beads both depend on a secret treasure.” Pausing for a moment, Angel’s eyes flashed with doubt: “I guess that treasure is probably a Mysterious Object. Today is the perfect chance to investigate its authenticity.”
The two talked while walking outside. As for the black-haired woman, Angel stuffed her directly into his bracelet.
When they went out, the mute servant was already waiting outside. She was a middle-aged woman with a faint magical fluctuation in her body, a low-level apprentice who had probably exhausted her potential and ultimately chose to become a servant.
“We want to go to the Living Soul Garden in the middle world. Can you lead us there?” Angel asked.
The mute servant nodded and led the two away.
When they passed the hall, Felicia glanced at them but didn’t say much. She continued to focus on making cocktails, and layers of crystal-clear colored liquor seemed to transform into spirits under her hands, filled with the mysterious power to turn decay into magic.
This time, leaving the Black Castle did not encounter any accidents. Under the guidance of the mute servant, the two of them entered the Black Forest.
The path the mute servant took was not the main road but directly through the Black Forest. She held an unknown golden short rod in her hand, and low-frequency noisy sounds came from the rod, driving away the surrounding ghost.
In addition to Angel’s unexpected alchemy today, the appearance of the Mysterious Soul suppressed almost all ghost, so even if the mute servant did not raise the golden short rod along the way, they did not see a single ghost.
Isabelle mentioned that the gun also had mysterious properties. Angel initially wanted to try the gun, but now he had to give up.
The mute servant led them directly through the forest back to the teleportation point.
The mute servant stayed in the inner world, while Angel and Shadow entered the passage and returned to the Living Soul Garden.
Their location was still on the altar, and as soon as they appeared, they could hear the chanting outside the altar. The two of them hid their figures and quietly moved away from the altar.
The moment they appeared on the altar, the High Priest of the mountaintop temple opened his eyes.
The High Priest stood up tremblingly, leaning on his cane, and came to the temple door, telling the guard: “Prepare the hummingbird; I am going to visit the Eminent One at the Centennial Hall.”
Angel and Shadow returned to the Centennial Hall, and the first thing they did was to let Fiona out.
At the same time, the High Priest had already appeared outside the hall, requesting an audience.
When the High Priest entered, he showed a humble posture: “My Lord, we meet again.”
Angel gestured for the High Priest to come to the table, and he smiled and nodded: “You are right; it seems that Toby indeed needs the nourishment of the Soul Bead. Thank you for reminding me this time; otherwise, the consequences would be hard to predict.”
Chapter 405 A Light in the Dark <TOC> Chapter 407 A Debt of Gratitude