Chapter 576 Coming Full Circle <TOC> Chapter 578 The Return
Translator: SumTLMan
Since they were going to part ways tomorrow, Toby was asked to stay with Gloria for company, while Angel left alone.
As he stepped out of the garden, he happened to see No. 1 leisurely coming from the rose bushes.
“Master Angel, good evening.” The emotionless voice of No. 1 reached Angel’s ears: “I didn’t expect to meet Master Angel halfway, and I have something to tell you.”
Angel looked at No. 1 with a puzzled expression.
“Not long after you left today, someone came looking for you. Since you weren’t there, he left this for you before leaving.” As No. 1 spoke, he took out an unopened letter from his pocket.
Angel took the letter, which read “For Mr. Angel.”
The writing was ugly, yes, unbearably ugly. However, it wasn’t the illiteracy kind of ugliness; from the trajectory of the writing, there should have been a proper aristocratic education.
Other than that, there were no other traces on the envelope.
It’s worth mentioning that the seal on the envelope was quite unique – a red seal with golden hidden patterns engraved on it, and a soft, pale duck feather velvet inserted in it.
The hidden patterns outlined a beautiful windmill full of exotic charm.
“Who gave this to me?” Angel paused: “What I mean is, what does he look like?”
No. 1 recalled for a moment and described the person’s appearance.
According to No. 1, the person had a decent appearance, with a rugged body full of large muscles. The most eye-catching feature was that his lower body didn’t have legs but rather four horse-like limbs, and he also had a scorpion tail with a faint black glow.
Angel imagined the overall image in his mind.
In general, he seemed like a mythical creature he had read about in legends: a centaur.
However, if it was a scorpion tail, it resembled a demon from the abyss.
Regardless of whether the person was a centaur or a demon from the abyss, he didn’t know them, right? Why would they come looking for him and send him a letter?
With doubts, Angel said goodbye to No. 1 and returned to his bedroom with the letter.
After making sure there was no deceit in the letter, Angel rubbed his fingers and controlled the temperature to melt the wax seal and opened the letter.
After a while, Angel put down the letter with a faint smile on his lips. Before opening the letter, he had imagined who could have sent it to him, but even in the end, when the sender’s name appeared, it was still unexpected.
The sender: “Viking.”
The man who, betrayed by Daniel in the Purification Garden, still made it to the Altar of Demise with no hands and feet.
Angel never thought that the person who sent him the letter would be Viking. So, it wasn’t actually a centaur or a demon, but he simply had a pair of horse legs transplanted.
From what Viking wrote in the letter, he already knew that Angel was the one who had saved him, and his words were full of gratitude. Moreover, he sincerely invited Angel to be a guest in Breezy Valley.
The content of the letter was not much, but it was very sincere. Although Angel didn’t think he had done anything particularly noble at the time, the other party still remembered it and appreciated the favor, which made Angel feel comfortable.
Angel put away the letter without paying attention to the favor mentioned by Viking. He might never need this favor in his life, but keeping it was a kind of connection.
The moon was high in the sky, and the night grew darker.
Since Gloria said she would come to the Savage Grottoes in half a month, Angel didn’t rush to practice alchemy. Besides, he had rested a bit in the carriage, and his sleepiness had vanished. He simply tidied up his appearance and left the Blooming Manor.
He wanted to take this time to say goodbye to Master Midora before leaving tomorrow.
During his time in Sky Mechanical City, Midora taught him a lot of knowledge and even half-heartedly left his notes to him, which deeply moved Angel. Naturally, he wanted to explain his intentions to Midora before leaving.
He spent most of the night with Midora, and it was only when the first light of dawn appeared that Angel left.
Before leaving, Midora said to Angel: “I’ve given you the access card to the Research Institute. You’re now a member of the institute. I hope to see you there soon.”
Angel was stunned but nodded with a smile.
Sky Mechanical City was a place that most alchemists aspired to, and the Research Institute was the core area of Sky Mechanical City, equivalent to the holy land of alchemy. Angel knew this well but did not go there.
He knew that it was a place with the most advanced alchemy techniques and a place where creativity and thinking collided.
But he hadn’t fully grasped his own knowledge yet, and his foundation was not solid. Expansion and creativity would have to wait for the future.
Midora also understood Angel’s thoughts, so he didn’t force him, only hoping to see this junior he approved of in the Research Institute soon.
Angel’s shadow gradually disappeared at the end of the corridor.
The plump Adelia came out of the Magic Potion Hut and looked at the emotional Midora with a gentle smile: “I quite like this little guy.”
“He has talent and good luck, but most importantly, he has a good mentor,” Midora sighed: “All my old skills have been pried out by Sanders.”
“You clearly care about Angel, but you never say it out loud. Just like you, both very introverted,” Adelia teased her husband with a smile, successfully earning a big eye roll.
“He just left like that, and I think Muse must be heartbroken. He’s been waiting in the Research Institute for Angel to come… He’s put on airs but has no one to show off to. He’s probably going to throw up,” Midora laughed and shook his head: “I don’t know when Angel will come to the Research Institute.”
Adelia raised her eyebrows: “Maybe the next time he comes to the Research Institute, you, this old man, won’t be able to compare to him.”
Midora spat: “Nonsense! Let’s go have some breakfast!”
Adelia’s face was full of tender warmth as she glanced at the newborn sun rising behind her, then turned and followed Midora into the warmly lit Magic Potion Hut.
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A flying boat leisurely floated in the clear blue sky. The bottom of the boat constantly created white ripples, as if sailing on the sea.
The flying boat was incredibly delicate, enveloped in a starlight curtain.
At this time, two people were sitting on the boat, one big and one small, facing each other. Both were dressed in aristocratic gentleman style; the younger one was handsome, wearing a deep red inner lining with a gray-black gentleman suit, while the older one was mature and attractive, holding a black short stick and leisurely leaning against the soft back cushion.
These two people were Angel and Sanders.
After leaving Sky Mechanical City during the day, they took the teleportation formation to Sleepless City. It was still a long distance from the Savage Grottoes, and Angel had hoped that Sanders would come up with a convenient method like a dimensional shortcut to reach the destination directly. However, Sanders didn’t seem to have any such plan and simply led Angel on foot towards the outskirts.
Assuming there was a short-distance teleportation formation or other means of transportation in the outskirts, he followed. It was only after walking for half a day that he found out that they were either lost or Sanders intended to walk back to the Savage Grottoes.
In any case, after walking for half a day, there was still a vast wilderness ahead of them.
If they were to walk back, it would take half a year to get there!
Angel held back his urge to complain, and finally silently took out the Gondola.
He and Sanders sat in the front cabin, while the Damaskian Nano and Totoro sat in the rear compartment. As for the Kulakuka clan, Angel had put them in his spatial bracelet.
Sanders looked around the Gondola, clearly pleased with the engravings and the starry curtain. It was no wonder his disciple had such good taste.
The Gondola quickly passed through Sleepless City and entered the boundless wilderness.
According to the Gondola’s speed, it would take about ten hours to leave the Eternal Night Kingdom. As for climbing the Paramjit Plateau and reaching the final destination, the Savage Grottoes, it would take an estimated three days.
Angel did not intend to waste these three days.
It was rare for Sanders to be sitting across from him, and he had many questions he wanted to ask.
Just as Angel was about to ask about the doubts in his cultivation, there was a sudden noise from the rear compartment. Turning his head, he saw Nano producing silk threads with faint energy fluctuations from his fingertips.
Although he knew that Damaskians could produce silk, it was Angel’s first time seeing Nano do so, and he hadn’t expected it to come from her fingers.
“Well-cultivated Damaskians can produce high-quality silk,” Sanders also noticed the situation behind him and casually commented.
Angel came back to his senses: “I plan to send the Damaskian to my relatives so that it can add some industry to the clan.”
“Do you have many relatives?”
This was the first time Sanders asked about Angel’s family.
Angel shook his head: “Currently, the only living relative is my older brother. I heard that there is a branch of the family in the Golden Finch City, but we lost contact after my father’s death.”
“The silk production of a single Damaskian should be enough to support your family.” Sanders said indifferently: “I remember you are from Edge Island, right?”
Angel nodded: “Yes, I will be going back to Edge Island this year. My mentor’s illness is still waiting for me.”
“With your current abilities, you should be able to help him. At the very least, you can buy a new scroll of Healing Ice Coffin.”
Angel, now having the rune card, naturally did not need to buy the Ice Coffin.
Talking about Edge Island seemed to remind Sanders of some past events: “Edge Island, I remember the air there contains very little lively elements, and elemental wizards call it the dead land. But this actually happened overnight. A long time ago, there was not much difference between Edge Island and the Mainland.”
“Did the lively elements disappear overnight?”
Sanders nodded: “There is something strange about it. Many wizards have gone to investigate, but they never found the reason. The Savage Grottoes’ mission hall has a task that has been hanging for many years, which is to unravel the mystery of the disappearance of the elements on Edge Island. When you go back to Edge Island this time, if you have time, you might as well try to solve the mystery.”
That task had been hanging for thousands of years, and no one had ever completed it. Hearing that Angel was going back to Edge Island, Sanders casually suggested it, whether it was completed or not didn’t matter.