Chapter 580 The Words of Maya <TOC> Chapter 582 Questions and Plots
Translator: SumTLMan
When Maya’s gaze focused on Angel.
A strange feeling arose spontaneously. He understood why Sanders would say: “Being watched by a prophetic wizard will give rise to a sense of induction.”
Because he now had this strong induction produced when being watched by a prophetic wizard, the entire mental space’s magic source was trembling, as if to pour all the magic out to block the feeling of being peeped at.
Goosebumps appeared all over his body, and his mind went blank, with only a pair of faint green eyes seemingly floating in his heart, silently shifting.
Is this… the feeling of being watched by a prophetic wizard?
No wonder prophetic wizards wouldn’t casually investigate other people’s destinies because this feeling is too strong and too easy to provoke resentment.
As Angel became aware, Maya gradually withdrew her gaze.
The feeling of being watched faded away.
Maya pondered for a moment, seemingly weighing her words. After a long pause, she whispered: “The mist is unexpectedly dense, making it impossible to see any future images. However, I can feel that his destiny has intersected with many powerful individuals, so his future should not be too bad.”
Maya inferred from the side that since Angel’s destiny intertwined with many powerful individuals, he would naturally enter the circle of the strong.
“Phantom Master, you have accepted a good apprentice,” Maya said with emotion, as she saw some images containing various invincible powerhouses, and even possibly legendary ones. Although she didn’t know what kind of connection Angel’s future would have with these powerhouses, whether they would be enemies or friends, the fact that Angel could attract the attention of these strong individuals suggested he must be quite capable.
After all, powerful beings never focus their gaze on a mere ant.
Sanders smiled slightly: “It’s my fortune as well.”
Maya raised her eyebrows slightly, and judging from Sanders’ response, it seemed that the rumors were true, and he valued Angel more than his previous two apprentices.
Because of Sanders’ attitude, Angel’s influence in the Wizarding World would naturally rise. However, fortune and misfortune are two sides of the same coin; with blessings come danger.
Maya took a deep look at Angel and then naturally turned her gaze to Totoro.
She had already learned from Tree Spirit that if there were no accidents, this person would become a disciple of Star Island. Since he would be her own apprentice, she should have a sense of closeness.
“You’re Totoro, right? Come closer so I can take a good look at you,” Maya tapped the ground with her cane, signaling Totoro to step forward.
Hearing this, Totoro hesitated for a moment and then took two steps forward.
Maya looked up and down Totoro, her impression of him was quite good, especially those eyes… clear and clean, like a highland lake formed from melted snow.
“The mental clarity is indeed an excellent foundation,” Maya nodded in approval.
At the same time, she used the “Eye of the Mind Spell” to observe Totoro’s future.
Moments later.
Drip, drip. Maya’s face was as calm as an ancient well, but two streams of blood flowed from her deep green eyes. The blood streaked down her wrinkled, dry skin, forming two faint lines before falling to the ground.
Seeing this, White Bear wanted to approach but was stopped by Maya’s raised hand.
Angel felt uneasy deep inside. What did Maya see that caused her eyes to bleed? What did this situation mean?
Not only was Angel puzzled, but Sanders was also curious.
He knew very well what Maya’s “Eye of the Mind Spell” meant. This spell, derived from the “Eye of the Future,” incorporated Maya’s own understanding, allowing her to open her eyes within others’ minds and measure their movements. If Maya could make up for the shortcomings of the Eye of the Mind Spell, transforming it into an original spell, perhaps she could pave a path towards true knowledge.
Now, a “quasi” true knowledge spell exhibited such an anomaly, how could Sanders not be curious?
Could it be backlash? But what was unusual about Totoro that could cause Maya’s scrying to backfire?
For the first time, Sanders seriously looked at Totoro.
At this moment, Totoro still appeared calm in the face of Maya’s bleeding eyes, as if the old woman in front of him was just an ordinary stranger.
This clean yet indifferent gaze surprised him.
Sanders then recalled his memories of Totoro and found that Totoro showed this “distant indifference” towards anyone other than Angel, including Sanders himself. However, this normalcy seemed abnormal.
He looked at others like ants, and the ants looked at him as if it was ordinary. This was clearly not right, as there was no sense of awe, as if there was a lack of emotion.
Seeing that Maya remained silent, Sanders pondered: “It seems his path ahead is full of hardships?”
Maya shook her head, wiping the blood from her face. “I don’t know. I can’t see his future clearly; I only see a blood-red color.”
Sanders: “A blood-red future? That’s interesting, but it shouldn’t cause your Eye of the Mind Spell to backfire.”
“It’s not backlash,” Maya said softly after a moment of silence. “I was warned by ‘it.'”
“It?” At first, Sanders didn’t understand who Maya was referring to, but when he saw her pick up her cane and gently point to the sky, his pupils shrank. “You mean… the World Will?”
Maya nodded.
“This is just the price of prying… However, this has enlightened me about a few things. It seems that my new disciple has quite an extraordinary background,” Maya said with a hint of delight, her mouth curling into a grin as she let out a deep laugh.
After laughing, Maya took out a golden invitation and flicked it casually. The glittering invitation floated and spun, eventually landing in Totoro’s hands.
“From now on, you are my disciple. The invitation contains a pass to Star Island, so you can come and find me here anytime!”
Holding the invitation, Totoro recalled the Wizarding World common sense that Angel had told him and bowed to Maya: “Mentor.”
Maya nodded with satisfaction.
On the other side, witnessing this scene, White Bear’s expression was slightly lost. His own invitation was just an ordinary one. Even though, before this, he was Maya’s only disciple.
But Totoro’s appearance made Maya take out a golden invitation without hesitation, and this obvious gap made him feel sad.
However, the sadness only lasted a moment, and he slowly turned his gaze to Angel.
According to the prophecy, all his ambitions and hopes might be confirmed through Angel. However, he didn’t know how exactly that would happen, as the prophecy did not tell him. But he was not in a hurry, as he was now friends with Angel. As long as they maintained their relationship, he would find out one day.
“Are you very satisfied with him?” Sanders looked at Maya, still puzzled in his eyes. Would Totoro’s future be so important to the World Will that it would issue a warning?
“Of course, I have an intuition that whether my Eye of the Mind Spell can transform into a true spell may depend on him.”
The Eye of the Mind Spell was related to Maya’s path to true knowledge. Her decisive statement showed how much she valued Totoro.
“I hope so, and I hope you can step onto this path soon.” Seeing that Maya did not want to talk more, Sanders stopped asking and turned the topic to the purpose of their visit.
To discuss serious matters, they naturally had to clear the field first.
Maya asked White Bear to take Totoro away first, leaving only the three of them on the Star Observation Platform.
“I came to find you because I hoped you could help him determine a conclusion.” Sanders opened and closed his mouth, conveying through a voice transmission the general situation of Angel’s right hand.
As Sanders narrated, Maya occasionally showed surprise or frowned as if pondering something.
Her gaze at Angel became stranger and stranger, and finally, after thinking for a moment, she nodded: “I can try. The transplant of a hand from a Nightmare Plane humanoid is a rare transplant case.”
Although Maya was a prophetic wizard, as a wizard, the pursuit of knowledge was endless. This rare transplant case made her itch to study it. However, with Sanders right beside her, she could only suppress her thoughts.
Maya brought Angel to the center of the starry sky projection.
“Sit here, don’t worry about anything. Do not resist, relax your mind, and I will show you the result…” With Maya’s gentle words, Angel slowly fell into a semi-sleep state.
…
This is a world of blood-red.
He stood under a wooden stake, and in the distance were faint buildings, all soaked in blood.
At first glance, it was a bit terrifying.
But for some reason, Angel did not feel disgusted by these blood colors. On the contrary, he felt a kind of intimacy, as if it was a part of his body.
He didn’t know why he appeared here, but he knew where this was.
His gaze shifted to the wooden stake next to him, the familiar Lionheart Lamp, emitting a faint blood-red glow.
“The fire of Lionheart shall never be extinguished,” Angel whispered softly.
This is the family motto of the Pat family. Every Lionheart Lamp in the family cannot be extinguished, even in the deep night, it still shines brightly. This is a warning, a heritage, and a point that every member of the Pat family must never forget.
“Where is this?” A gentle voice sounded in his ear.
Angel didn’t know where the voice came from, but he didn’t feel uncomfortable, and instead subconsciously answered the person’s question: “This is Pat Manor, my home.”
“You haven’t been home for a long time, why don’t you go back and take a look?” The voice was full of temptation, guiding Angel forward.
Has he not been home for a long time? Angel couldn’t remember.
But it seemed to be true, so why not go home and take a look? How are his brother and Master Jon?
Angel walked step by step, through the fields, through the tea gardens, through the flower rooms…
Along the way, he saw many familiar figures, all of them servants working in Pat Manor.
He also saw a steed galloping by, with a handsome iron-armored knight sitting on it.
That was Leon, his brother.
He wanted to go and see Jon as well, but as he walked, it seemed as if his feet were out of control, and in the end, he stood in front of a room door.
“Where does the door lead?”
Angel replied awkwardly: “It’s my bedroom.”
“Shall we open it and take a look?”
Without hesitation, Angel reached out and pushed the door open.
His room was small but cozy. It was almost the same as when he left, without any significant changes.
The only difference was that the bed curtains were drawn, as if someone was sleeping in the bed.
No, wait!
There really was someone sleeping in the bed!
Through the wall lamp, he saw a huddled-up shadow behind the curtains.
Angel furrowed his brows. Could it be that during his absence, some servant had broken the rules and trespassed into his room?
With a mix of anger and doubt, he lifted the bed curtains.
As he opened the curtains, Angel suddenly paused. He saw a person sitting on the bed.
The other person slowly stood up, towering over him by two whole heads, exuding an oppressive aura.
Angel looked up, trying to see the other person’s face clearly. But just then, the entire world began to recede, and in the end, everything, including the estate, disintegrated into fragments.
Before the fragments shattered, Angel caught only a glimpse.
Long, dazzling golden hair, an upturned corner of the lips, and… floating green runes.
Chapter 580 The Words of Maya <TOC> Chapter 582 Questions and Plots