Chapter 534 The Person in the Ice Coffin <TOC> Chapter 536 The Whereabouts of the Dream Conch
Translator: SumTLMan
This sudden promotion was completely unexpected by Angel. He was bewildered for a long time before finally accepting it.
Then, he tried to mobilize the magic power in his Magic Source, which seemed to be fine overall, adjusting as he wished. From the current situation, his promotion should be harmless, but why did he advance while he was dreaming?
Angel guessed that the root of everything must be the itchiness on his back.
The itchiness was definitely caused by absorbing too much fragrance, but what did this itchiness mean?
Thinking about this, Angel asked housekeeper No. 1: “Is Mentor here? Has he said anything about my situation?”
No. 1 nodded: “The master should be here, but he hasn’t said anything. He only used a mental message to order me to take Young Master Pat back to his bedroom to rest and said nothing else.”
“Mental message?” Angel was puzzled: “Didn’t Mentor come to see me?”
No. 1 nodded.
“Then who treated me?” Since No. 1 clearly mentioned that his condition was due to drinking the “Sealing Potion,” someone must have examined him.
“It was Lord Midora. He came over not long after Young Master Pat returned. Your physical condition was determined by Lord Midora,” No. 1 said.
Midora? Angel didn’t expect it to be Midora who treated him. Did Mentor ask Midora to come?
However, when he asked this question, No. 1 shook his head to deny it.
The more Angel asked, the more confused he became. According to No. 1, Midora’s visit should have been for other matters, but he happened to find that Angel had a problem with his body and took the initiative to diagnose him. So, where was Mentor Sanders?
Based on Sanders’ personality, he wouldn’t leave Angel unattended, would he? After all, his request for Sanders’ help must be related to the Nightmare Plane.
Could it be that Sanders was actually not there?
He suddenly thought of No. 1’s previous statement that “the master should be here.” Why would No. 1 use “should” to express this?
“Are you sure Mentor is at home?” Angel asked again.
This time, No. 1 didn’t answer immediately but pondered for a while: “…No. 1 is not sure.”
As No. 1 explained, Angel slowly understood why No. 1 said “not sure.”
Because these days, Sanders had been in his study and No. 1 didn’t dare to enter the study to inquire about the situation without Sanders’ permission.
It wasn’t until Angel returned from the Purification Garden that No. 1 went to the study to ask Sanders how to deal with the situation, and Sanders responded to him. So No. 1 said “should be here.”
As for whether Sanders was at home, Angel couldn’t be sure either.
Upon hearing Angel’s explanation, No. 1 furrowed its brow. If it remembered correctly, it hadn’t seen Sanders for a week before the opening of the Purification Garden, but it hadn’t paid attention at the time. On the day it left the Purification Garden, it went to find Sanders, but he spoke to it through the study door and asked it to leave.
Considering this, if Sanders really was still at home, it seemed he hadn’t left his study for nearly a month?
Could something have happened to Sanders?
Angel frowned, feeling doubtful. Midora had mentioned that the strongest person in Sky Mechanical City was Rosen, and even Rosen might not be able to defeat Sanders in battle. Under such circumstances, Sanders shouldn’t be in any danger, right?
Growing increasingly worried, Angel decided to go to the study in person.
“No. 1, help me get up.”
…
In the end, Angel didn’t see Sanders, but he heard his voice through the door—slightly tired and very hoarse.
“I’m fine, you can go back.”
Angel had originally planned to ask Sanders about the itch on his back as soon as he responded. Given Sanders’ dedication to the Nightmare Plane, he should be willing to help resolve the issue.
However, before Angel could speak, Sanders had already dismissed him.
This dismissal wasn’t a Silencing Spell; Angel could still speak loudly if he wanted to. But he chose to remain silent because he faintly heard laughter from inside the study.
The laughter sounded somewhat like Sanders’ voice, but it was also different.
Did Sanders have a guest?
Angel stood outside the door for a long time, eventually unable to resist eavesdropping. But as soon as he pressed his ear to the door, a gentle force came from within, pushing him away.
This force was not aggressive, but purely intended to keep Angel at a distance.
Without a doubt, this force confirmed that there was someone in the study, and it was very likely Sanders. But why wasn’t Sanders coming out?
Angel thought about the sound he had just heard at the door, and a trace of doubt rose in his mind.
At that moment, Totoro approached.
Angel had initially asked No. 1 to help him to Sanders’ study, but Totoro happened to be coming in with a towel. According to No. 1, Totoro had been taking care of Angel’s daily needs during the three days he was unconscious. Just as the first light of dawn broke, Totoro came in with a damp towel.
Trusting Totoro more than No. 1, Angel had ended up relying on Totoro’s support to get to Sanders’ study.
“Help me go back.”
Returning to the bedroom, Angel didn’t go to bed, but instead went to the meditation room, staying alone.
The meditation room was empty and spacious, perfect for contemplation and thinking.
Angel recalled the sounds he had heard earlier when he was pressed against the door, furrowing his brow. Although Sanders forcefully pushed him away, he still heard some content in that instant.
A bizarre laugh without meaning.
And a title Angel had heard before: “My disciple, Angel.”
These two sounds were not Sanders’ voice. Though they were similar, they were more frivolous, like the voice of a young person.
The strange laughter was not the main focus since it didn’t contain much information. However, Angel remembered the phrase “my disciple, Angel” very well.
Back then, in Twilight Deep Well, he and Sanders had to close the planar passage to the Nightmare Plane together, so they maintained constant communication. When closing the planar passage, he heard a similar voice coming from Sanders’ side.
“My disciple, Angel,” he remembered, that was how the other party called him. They also spoke some nonsense about studying Angel’s soul and having Angel die for them.
Although Angel found it strange at the time, he didn’t pay much attention to it since they were in a critical moment of closing the planar passage. Moreover, Sanders told him not to worry about it.
As for how Sanders introduced the owner of the voice to him, Angel still remembers Sanders’ choice of words: a long-lost old friend.
So, could it be that Sanders’ disappearance for a month was due to the arrival of this old friend?
But it wouldn’t make sense for Sanders not to see anyone for a whole month just because of this old friend, would it? Although Angel still found it strange, he had no other guesses. He could only put the matter aside for the time being.
Angel shook his head, unable to figure it out, and decided not to dwell on it. He had his own matters to consider. He would not worry about what to do after advancing for now; he wanted to first see the current state of his soul.
The unbearable itch on his back that day must have been because his soul had absorbed a large amount of the fragrance from the condensed laws.
Upon waking up today, he felt something strange about his soul, but due to the presence of others, he hadn’t checked it yet. Now in the meditation room, Angel decided to examine the situation.
Using the “Mysterious Soul Whisper” technique, Angel immediately felt the anomaly.
His soul now looked almost like a real person if someone didn’t look closely. It was evident that his soul had become more solid. Besides, Angel found that his soul could slightly affect the material world without using soul power.
For example, he could now pick up a book without using any soul power, directly interfering with the material world.
This meant that even if his physical body died, his soul would continue to exist in the world for a long time. Even if he didn’t encounter a wizard, he could blend into the mortal world with his soul without any problems.
Such a soul, in the realm of souls, is already comparable to a peak-level wizard apprentice, or even more outstanding! Moreover, it has long passed the threshold for promotion to a formal wizard!
However, what Angel is more concerned about is not these, but the wound on the soul.
He carefully felt the wound, which was indeed different from before. However, Angel didn’t know whether this change was good or bad.
The speed of soul nourishment increased.
At this wound, pure soul power would always flow out, as if increasing the mass of the soul out of thin air. In the past, the speed of this soul power flow was not fast, and if Angel wanted to cast the Gravity Line, he had to combine the soul power training method taught by Isabelle.
But now, the amount of soul power fed back from the wound has doubled, and the speed has increased a lot.
In other words, Angel can now use soul power without overusing it, and even without competing with Toby for the Soul Bead, solely by combining the soul training method, he can achieve a rapid recovery of soul power.
Is this the feedback from “it” devouring a large amount of fragrance?
If viewed from the benefits, this is good. However, Angel still doesn’t understand the mechanism behind the wound. What is the benefit of it doing so? It can’t just give away so much soul power for free, right?
Angel couldn’t figure this out, and perhaps Sanders couldn’t give an answer either.
To truly solve this mystery, one might have to go to the Nightmare Plane to which it belongs, using the wound on the back as a medium.
But obviously, this suggestion is not realistic.
Angel tested again that when the soul power was full, the soul power flowing from the wound would slowly stop, and when a large amount of soul power was consumed, it would start to flow faster.
It seemed that “it” could self-check the balance of the soul.
Because of this seemingly conscious characteristic, Angel became even more wary of this wound.
However, it must be said that this is actually a very good thing for Angel, at least not worrying about the situation of over-swelling and explosion due to excessive soul power.
Angel allowed his soul to return to his body, and with the current state of his soul, it was indeed possible to forcibly promote advancement.
Just like Jiebo, who also advanced immediately after the soul purification, it was probably for this reason.
Angel sighed, put aside this “doubtful” matter for the time being, and entered meditation.
As Angel meditated, tens of thousands of miles away from Sky Mechanical City, a butterfly fluttered gracefully in the sky.
Chapter 534 The Person in the Ice Coffin <TOC> Chapter 536 The Whereabouts of the Dream Conch