Chapter 578 The Return <TOC> Chapter 580 The Words of Maya
Translator: SumTLMan
The information in the Bone Card was clearly displayed.
“Name: Totoro. Akeso”
“No otherworldly bloodline.”
“Mental power value: 25 points. Evaluation: Qualified”
“Physical fitness: Excellent. Evaluation: Qualified”
“Soul quality: Excellent. Evaluation: Qualified”
“Recommended Talent Intention: Mysterious Prophecy Series”
The personal information about Totoro was almost as Angel had guessed. It was only the surprisingly high mental power value of 25 points that caught Angel off guard. Many wizards had praised Totoro’s mental power value, and Angel had vaguely felt that Totoro’s mental power value was high, but he didn’t expect it to be this high!
After cultivating and being enhanced by the Altar of Demise, his mental power value was estimated to be around 17 points, which was a full 8 points lower than Totoro’s. Even Isla, who had crossed the extraordinary threshold on the Bohemia, had only 23 points.
It could be foreseen that with a mental power value as high as 25 points, Totoro would have a smooth path in the apprentice stage, as long as the guidance method had a decent compatibility.
At this time, Tree Spirit also walked out of the green-colored hut. His expression looked calm, but Angel noticed that his eyes were always following Totoro, as if considering something.
“His talent is rare in the Savage Grottoes. I guess only Maya can teach him. You don’t have to go to the Resource Hall to request a flying message. Just take him to find Maya directly. I think Maya will be happy to meet such an outstanding disciple,” Tree Spirit’s voice was somewhat ethereal.
There was only one prophecy wizard in the entire Savage Grottoes.
Just like how gourmet wizards are mostly in the Candy House, prophecy wizards mostly go to the Crown Star Church in the Shining Realm, which is the holy place for all prophecy wizards. Even the only prophecy wizard in the Savage Grottoes: “Measuring the Stars” Maya, had actually spent nearly a hundred years studying at the Crown Star Church.
When Angel fell into the planar passage in Shadow Demon City, Sanders had sought Maya’s prediction about his life and death.
Angel nodded: “I got it.”
By the time Angel left Tree Spirit Hall with Totoro, Tree Spirit was still pondering something in place.
His eyes were very evasive, and in his mind, he was still reminiscing about Totoro’s face… Indeed, it looked very much like that annoying old friend, even the talent bias was exactly the same. However, he had checked and found no bloodline fluctuations from that person. Or was it that this Totoro was actually a member of that person’s clan?
But if he remembered correctly, that divinely favored race had already gone extinct a thousand years ago, hadn’t they?
“Ah, never mind, I don’t feel like thinking anymore,” Tree Spirit shook its head, being a lazy creature by nature. If Totoro hadn’t looked so much like its long-deceased friend, Tree Spirit wouldn’t have bothered pondering for so long. But since it couldn’t find any connection to that person, it decided to stop thinking and treat Totoro as an ordinary talent wielder.
At that moment, an aged female voice suddenly entered Tree Spirit’s ears: “Tree Spirit, you’re calling my name from such a close distance; are you testing if my ears have gone deaf?”
“You prophetic wizards are so troublesome. I just mentioned your name, and you sensed it,” Tree Spirit replied lazily, lying down on a sun lounger and basking in the gentle sunlight. “It’s not like you’re an abyssal demon; why bother with a true name?”
“This is a natural connection, not the power of a true name,” the female voice paused. “I prefer hearing the name of the Star Lord than having others call me by my name directly.”
“Fine, fine, Star Lord, Lady Maya,” Tree Spirit said irritably. “Are you satisfied now?”
Maya ignored Tree Spirit’s address. Among the three great ancestral spirits, Tree Spirit was the most approachable and gentle, capable of joking with anyone and having a high tolerance. The only downside was that if it liked someone, it would manipulate the Eternal Tree to leave a patch of sunlight for them, leaving others in the shade all day.
“What do you need from me, Tree Spirit?” Maya inquired.
“Nothing much, I just accepted a talent wielder with a prophetic talent. I told him not to send a letter and to go find you directly,” Tree Spirit said, describing Totoro’s personal information.
Maya listened and replied indifferently: “I see. I’ll have Hobson take care of him.”
“No need, I think Angel will bring him to you shortly.”
“Angel? Oh, I understand now,” Maya hesitated for a moment, recalling Sanders’ worried face when he asked her to find Angel’s whereabouts. She hadn’t expected him to return so soon.
“That’s right, Sanders’ disciple,” Tree Spirit thought Maya didn’t know who Angel was and gossiped about the recent news from Sky Mechanical City.
However, halfway through, it suddenly stopped, looking bitter and helpless: “Darn, I forgot to ask Angel for insider gossip!”
Meanwhile, Angel took Totoro on the vine bus. In the swaying bus cabin, Angel pointed out the different regions under the trees and explained their names and rules to Totoro while also giving him some general knowledge about the Wizarding World.
Before they knew it, they had arrived at the Falling Cloud Leaf Station.
From a distance, they could see the Cloud Library hidden within the floating clouds.
Angel transferred 10,000 contribution points to Totoro’s bone card, explained the significance of the points, and continued: “In the Wizarding World, everything follows the principle of equivalent exchange, especially knowledge. If you want to learn about something, you can go to the Cloud Library or consult your future mentor.”
After a pause, Angel pointed to himself: “Of course, you can also come to me. However, my knowledge is limited, so I might not be able to help you much.”
Totoro nodded enthusiastically, his eyes filled with hope and fascination for the magical and magnificent Wizarding World.
As for what he hoped for, no one knew.
Crossing the hidden aerial bridge, they arrived at the edge of Phantom Island.
Iron Armor Granny said that Sanders had something to ask him, and although he didn’t know what it was, he also wanted to ask Sanders about Lady Maya’s whereabouts.
It had been a long time since he last visited Phantom Island, and it was still a wonderful sight with lush trees and the fragrance of flowers. Standing on the edge of the island, he could hear the occasional calls of the phantom beasts.
Totoro didn’t have a pass to Phantom Island, so Angel had no choice but to temporarily store him in a spatial bracelet. Fortunately, it was quite lively inside the bracelet, so there was no shortage of things to do.
Soon, Angel arrived at the mansion in the center of the island.
Before pushing open the mansion’s door, through the gaps in the black iron fence, he saw a false youngster wearing a small black shadow servant cloak, exercising on the lawn. Beside him stood a large black shadow servant wearing a mask with a rune pattern.
The sound of Angel entering startled them.
The larger black shadow servant turned around, and upon seeing who had come, respectfully walked over: “Young Master Pat, you’re here. The master is waiting for you in the underground laboratory.”
“I see,” Angel nodded, then greeted the other: “Butler Goode, long time no see.”
Goode smiled and stood to the side, about to speak when the small shadow servant behind him ran up to Angel excitedly: “Angel, great! You’re finally back!”
Angel raised an eyebrow, looking at this shadow servant who had the appearance of a child but was actually a young adult: “By the tone of your voice, have you been waiting for me to come back?”
“Yes! You said last time that you would tell me the whole story of the child who never grows up!” The false youngster’s eyes sparkled.
The child who never grows up? Angel was momentarily stunned before realizing that the other was referring to a fairytale from Earth.
The carefree “Peter Pan.”
He had casually mentioned it before, not expecting the other to remember so clearly. Angel thought about it and realized that some of Peter Pan’s character traits were quite similar to the other’s.
As they waited for Angel’s answer, Goode’s stern voice came from behind:
“Wimbledon, you are being rude.”
The little shadow servant, Wimbledon, was the very same one who stole Promi’s wallet in Shadow Demon Castle, only to be caught and disciplined. His talent was similar to that of a formal wizard’s Illusionary Body ability.
Wimbledon stiffened and trembled as he turned to look at Goode: “Grandpa?”
“Since you want to be a shadow servant of Phantom Island, you should address Master Pat with respect. Besides, the master is waiting for Master Pat. What are you stirring up here?” Goode scolded.
Wimbledon pouted and lowered his head, saying: “I know I was wrong.”
Goode sighed; this child of the Moya family was affected by his talent. Not only did it prevent him from growing up physically, but it also impacted his mental development. Although he wasn’t intellectually impaired, he was just too childish.
While Goode was reprimanding, Angel, who was standing by, didn’t actually think that the form of address was very important.
However, he couldn’t openly contradict Goode. Instead, when Goode wasn’t paying attention, he quietly sent a message to Wimbledon, saying that he would tell him the story of Peter Pan when they had free time.
With that done, Angel declined Goode’s company and headed to the underground laboratory alone.
“Come in,” a deep, hoarse male voice came out.
As Angel entered, Sanders was conducting some kind of material tolerance test on the experimental table, occasionally taking out a quill to record the results in a book. It took a while before he came to a temporary conclusion.
“I called you here to verify your right hand and whether the changes it has caused to your body are beneficial,” Sanders went straight to the point. “I will take you to see Maya. She will help you verify the results.”
Angel was taken aback, not expecting that Sanders would take him to see Lady Maya?!
He was planning to take Totoro to find Lady Maya, so this was quite a coincidence.
In a Star Observatory on a cloud island, Maya’s ears twitched.
She had just dealt with an old rascal, and now someone was calling her name again? It would be fine if someone called her name in the Mirror’s Outer World, as she couldn’t sense the outer world with her abilities anyway. But this time, it was in the Mirror’s Inner World, and not far from her.
Feeling annoyed, Maya cast her gaze in that direction.
Huh, Phantom Island?