Chapter 536 The Whereabouts of the Dream Conch <TOC> Chapter 538 The Fingernail Alchemy House
Translator: SumTLMan
Angel originally planned to keep Freud in the bracelet, but the Soul Source Flower could easily wither without care. Although the Soul Source Flower wasn’t a highly cherished material, he didn’t want to waste it.
He thought about it and brought the Soul Source Flower to the room next door.
As soon as he stepped into the room, he smelled a floral fragrance. At a glance, he saw a skyscraper decorated with flowers and plants standing in the center of the spacious room.
The Kulakuka people were farming around the skyscraper, and the originally empty foundation had been transformed into lush, green fields. Around the fields, various mini fruit trees were blooming, with fragrant flowers and fruits.
Adults were busy farming, while children were playing. Angel also saw elders carving wooden sculptures, and young people holding fine Moonlit Harps, singing melodious songs in the scent of flowers, courting admired girls, causing others to burst into laughter.
This was the temporary residence of the Kulakuka people, a mini society built around the skyscraper created by Angel.
“Angel!” Totoro greeted with a smile, looking surprised as he approached.
Angel turned to look and saw that Totoro had been taking a lesson with Granny Babaya. A stack of white pulp paper lay on the table, filled with dense text.
Judging by the size of the text, it was undoubtedly written by Totoro.
Angel smiled and greeted the Kulakuka people, indicating that they should continue and not mind him. Then he went to the table and picked up the stack of papers to read.
Totoro stood beside Angel, like a child waiting for a teacher to check his homework, with a slightly nervous face and a faint expectation.
After briefly browsing through the papers, Angel’s eyes flashed with surprise.
Totoro’s handwriting was nothing like a beginner’s. The writing was elegant, with a distinct style. It was sharp, uncluttered, neat, and comfortable.
As Angel browsed, Babaya’s grandmother kept praising Totoro, making him smile. However, he still looked somewhat nervous at Angel, as if Angel’s affirmation was the driving force behind his learning.
Faced with such handwriting, Angel naturally didn’t hesitate to praise Totoro.
With Angel’s praise, Totoro’s smile reached his eyes, and he seemed to come alive.
Angel shook his head, thinking that this fellow had learned the basics quite well, but he still hadn’t learned to restrain his foolishness. It seemed that Babaya’s grandmother needed to teach him more about emotional intelligence.
After offering some encouraging words to Totoro, Angel looked towards Babaya.
Angel planned to temporarily place the Soul Source Flower here and have Babaya find someone to take care of it. Babaya naturally agreed and quickly assigned several strong men to come before Angel.
After explaining the precautions for taking care of the Soul Source Flower, Angel left it behind the building.
As for Freud in the Soul Source Flower, although he seemed resigned, in order to prevent him from bewitching the Kulakuka tribe with his words, Angel set up a miniature illusionary realm within the Soul Source Flower for him.
Similar to the illusionary realm that he had set up for Hana in the well beneath the graveyard at Black Castle, it limited Freud’s range of movement and communication channels. However, Angel also compensated with other things, such as using the illusion to simulate Freud’s former residence, with many books, including wizard magazines and fairytales, to help Freud pass the time.
After setting up Freud’s illusionary realm, Angel left the place.
Little did he know, as Freud looked at the seemingly real illusions and the books he could touch and flip through, a glimmer of excitement flashed in his eyes.
Angel greeted No. 1 and left the manor with Toby, heading towards Mechanical City.
Just after Angel had left, a black and white butterfly landed at the entrance of the manor, flapping its wings.
…
The successful advancement of the Purification Garden should have been a good thing. However, the sounds of celebration were mostly negative, and Mechanical City on the other side not only had little cheering but also seemed to have a hint of sadness.
Angel didn’t know how many people had died this time, but it was definitely more than 50,000. These apprentices may have turned to dust, and no one would remember them in the future, but there were still some people who grieved for them during these two days.
Moreover, Mechanical City had deceived many innocent apprentices this time, and the city’s reputation, which was originally neutral and just, faced a crisis.
All these factors combined to make Mechanical City unusually quiet.
However, Mechanical City didn’t care about these rumors at all.
Many people had died this time, but many others had also benefited. For example, all the major wizard organizations had obtained quotas to enter the Purification Garden in the future. These benefits were enough to offset the negative comments.
Over time, the reputation of Mechanical City would gradually recover, and the current damage to its reputation was just a minor setback that wouldn’t harm its foundation.
In this quiet atmosphere, Angel headed towards Bogula’s fortress.
On the way, people were still talking about the Purification Garden, but most of them had only read anecdotes from gossip magazines and had never actually been to the Purification Garden themselves.
From the surrounding discussions, whether it was anecdotes or gossip, Angel found that his reputation had been thoroughly cleared.
During the time at the Altar of Demise, the fact that he could make Jiebo retreat showed how powerful he was.
However, Angel’s strength was only indirectly proven by this, and his reputation as an alchemist was still not widely believed, except by some formal wizards who knew the inside story.
Angel heard these comments but didn’t take them too seriously. What was true was true, and time would prove everything.
He arrived safely at Bogula’s fortress without any issues.
Bogula’s fortress was still as eerie as ever, with layers of various puppets surrounding the entire fortress. Even standing hundreds of meters away from the fortress, these puppets still stared at him with their straight and eerie eyes, making him feel a chill rise up his spine despite the bright daylight.
If it weren’t for knowing that Bogula had left, Angel wouldn’t dare come here. But to find Hookedick as soon as possible, the only person he could ask for help was Shadow.
Not long after, a Magic Eye figure dressed similarly to No. 1 slowly floated out of the fortress and hovered in front of Angel.
“Mr. Kaza, good afternoon.” Angel slowly removed his hood, revealing his true face.
Red light of “surprise” appeared in Kaza’s eyes: “So, it’s Mr. Pat. Our distinguished guest, the room Master has left for you is cleaned by Kaza every day. Are you planning to check in again?”
Angel quickly shook his head. Even with Bogula gone, he didn’t want to stay here. He clearly remembered that among these puppets were wizard-level beings. When he had stayed here before, he was closely watched by these puppets just by getting close to the window. It was uncomfortable to bear their oppressive gazes, and staying here was asking for trouble.
“No need, I already have a place to stay. I came here this time to find Shadow… Diavolo, is he here?” Angel asked.
Kaza shook his head: “Doesn’t Mr. Pat know? Mr. Diavolo left half a month ago, saying that he wouldn’t return to Mechanical City until he became a wizard.”
Angel frowned. He knew that Shadow was eager to resurrect Naga and wanted to become a formal wizard sooner, and he had also told him that he would travel and search for opportunities to advance. But he hadn’t expected him to leave so early, which was quite decisive.
Since Shadow was not there, Angel didn’t stay and prepared to leave.
As he was leaving, he saw someone coming out of the fortress. That non-mainstream outfit and the big dark circles under his eyes revealed his identity.
“If you’re looking for Diavolo, you can go to the Northern Icefield. He said he was going to explore other dimensions,” Farja whispered as he passed by Angel.
Angel was taken aback, not knowing what Farja meant.
After saying that, Farja left without looking back.
“Farja, is this…?” Angel was completely puzzled. Had this guy changed his nature and was actively showing goodwill to him?
“Mr. Farja received a summons from Lord Talos and is preparing to return to Silent Hill today,” Kaza explained.
What Angel wanted to ask was naturally not about Farja’s whereabouts, but it didn’t matter anymore. He thanked Kaza and then turned to leave.
With Shadow gone, Angel had no other leads to find Hookedick. He could only go to the Woodrow Bar first to see if Nausica had any information.
On his way to Champagne Road, Angel took a detour to Monsignor Magic Material Street, where he planned to purchase a batch of materials.
As a transfer station for the financial flow of the Southern Region, Sky Mechanical City made it extremely convenient to buy anything. Many rare materials that could not be found elsewhere were also available here. Even if they were really out of stock, they could be reserved in advance.
Angel estimated that he would leave Mechanical City in a few days, so he naturally wanted to take the opportunity to make some purchases.
He planned to craft a few versatile weapons for his own use; in addition, besides weapons, he also intended to try his hand at armor crafting. The scales that Akeso had given him back then were still used as a heart-protecting mirror, which was embarrassing for him as an alchemist when seen by his companions.
Moreover, Angel promised Freud that he would craft a shelter for him, and he would naturally not break his word. Also, under Midora’s guidance, he was planning to try potion making.
Of course, these alchemy plans would not be accomplished all at once. Angel intended to take it slow since he had plenty of time to research on his way back to Old Land Continent this year.
Therefore, this time, Angel planned to purchase all the materials he needed now, would need in the future, and might need.
When he arrived at Monsignor Magic Material Street, Angel was once again amazed by the prosperity of Mechanical City.
The floating towers, the shops on the airships, the interdimensional spaces connected by sky ladders, and the various architectural styles complemented each other, creating a bustling yet harmonious scene.
Moreover, the sorrowful atmosphere that Angel originally thought would be present was completely absent on this street.
Chapter 536 The Whereabouts of the Dream Conch <TOC> Chapter 538 The Fingernail Alchemy House