Chapter 690 Substitute Puppet <TOC> Chapter 692 Dulmatin
Translator: SumTLMan
Time rewinds back to two hours ago.
Spivey lazily mentioned Flora’s request.
“Actually, it’s a small matter. Flora took in a disciple with the bloodline of a barbarian from another world, right?” Spivey said casually, “Flora has always forbidden him from coming to Rogue Flower Society, but since I’ve become her student, that hybrid started having some inappropriate ideas… Flora thinks he now has the strength of a second-level apprentice, enough to be crafted into a substitute puppet, so she decided to inject him with a one-time use bloodline and asked you to help craft the puppet.”
“You mean Baruba, having some inappropriate thoughts after knowing I’ve become her student? What kind of thoughts?” Angel asked.
Spivey: “Baruba? Is that the hybrid’s name?”
“I’m asking you a question.”
“His thoughts are about staying at Rogue Flower Society, hoping Flora would answer his questions and clear his doubts… He doesn’t even consider his own status, so he deserves it.”
After Spivey finished, he yawned, “This matter isn’t that important, just craft it when you have time. Flora said she’d give you 100 magic crystals as a reward, it’s a fair price, she’s not shortchanging you.”
Having said that, Spivey stretched lazily, mumbling “so tired,” and then got up and left.
“Even if I have time, where do I find him? Where is he now?” Angel asked.
Spivey thought for a moment, “He was taken to be fused with a one-time use bloodline, someone will bring him to you in a few days. Just help him craft it when you’re free.”
Spivey left.
The only information Angel got was that Baruba was taken to be fused with a one-time use bloodline.
The so-called one-time use bloodline is actually a type of bloodline related to the “substitute puppet”. Although there are many types of this bloodline, their general effects are “destroy oneself and harm the enemy tenfold.” For example, most of the substitute puppets in Savage Grottoes are injected with the “Umbrella Fungus Bloodline”, which is a suicidal bloodline carrying a time bomb.
Although the effects are extremely powerful, since there is basically no way out for oneself after using this bloodline, it is called a one-time use bloodline.
The purpose of a substitute puppet is to sacrifice oneself to protect the master.
Therefore, this type of bloodline is used.
Angel knew that once Baruba was injected with this bloodline, his future would basically be ruined. Even if he wanted to cleanse this bloodline, it would probably be impossible for someone with Baruba’s level of power.
So, Angel received this message from Spivey and came to David, wanting to know where the place for injecting a one-time bloodline is.
At the Promi Alchemy Shop.
David looked at Angel’s complicated expression, not knowing what he was thinking, and whispered, “Do you want to prevent him from being injected with the bloodline, and then save him and leave?”
Angel was silent for a while: “I don’t know, but I want to see it for myself. If he is really a sinner, and so much so.”
David: “Some sins, you can’t see on the surface. However, it’s good to see it with your own eyes, after all, he is your lifesaver.”
David thought for a moment: “Although I am sure that there is absolutely no concentration camp in the Savage Grottoes specifically built for injecting a one-time bloodline, I know who the person injecting the one-time bloodline is.”
“Who?”
“Dulmatin. Bayer.”
…
The breeze wrinkled the lake surface, like a mirror-like water, reflecting a handsome young man.
The young man stood by the lake for a while, seeming to understand something, and then gradually submerged into the lake step by step.
When the young man opened his eyes again, there was already a huge iron hut in front of him. A ladder was slowly thrown down from the iron hut.
After he climbed onto the iron hut, he pushed the door open and heard a gentle and old woman’s voice: “Angel, are you here?”
Angel nodded: “Iron Armor Granny, good evening.”
Iron Armor Granny gestured for Angel to sit down, and at the same time, the iron hut began to move quickly.
Angel looked at the retreating scenery outside the window and whispered, “Granny, this time I came to the Flowing Source, not to return to the laboratory. In fact, I want to find someone.”
Zi—-
With a sudden break from Iron Armor Fortress’s long legs, a cloud of dust swept over the flower pots outside the iron hut. Iron Armor Fortress hurriedly swayed its body to shake the dust out of the flower pots.
Iron Armor Granny showed curiosity: “You want to find someone? Who?”
Angel: “Lord Dulmatin.”
Iron Armor Granny’s hand holding the tea paused, looking at Angel with surprise, “Microcosmic World, Dulmatin?”
Angel nodded.
Iron Armor Granny furrowed her brow, “I remember telling you before that the area within a hundred miles surrounding each laboratory of the Flowing Source belongs to the lab’s owner. If you enter without permission and get killed, no one will come to your aid.” After finishing these words, she added, “Dulmatin, that kid, doesn’t have the best reputation.”
It wasn’t just bad, but downright terrible. He was a cruel wizard who loved extracting brains from living beings. In the Mission Hall, if there were any tasks related to this wizard, even if it was just to be an experimental assistant, no wizard apprentice dared to sign up.
Rumor had it that eight out of ten apprentices who went there ended up having their skulls opened.
“I know, but I have some matters that require me to find Dulmatin.”
Seeing Angel’s expression filled with confusion, Iron Armor Granny signaled Iron Armor Fortress to stop temporarily, then asked softly, “Although reputation and reality are two different things, it’s still very dangerous at Dulmatin’s place. What business do you have there?”
Iron Armor Granny didn’t want to pry into other people’s affairs, but she found Angel quite likable, and he was a rare, rule-abiding and unique child in the Wizarding World. She appreciated that.
Furthermore, Angel had recently given her Morning Dew After Rain, which, combined with other factors, led Iron Armor Granny to ask about his reason. If he was truly lost, she wouldn’t mind giving some guidance.
Angel was in a state of confusion at the moment, and it was difficult to discuss the matter with his mentor. Seeing Iron Armor Granny asking, he impulsively revealed his inner doubts.
It was like how people often wouldn’t share their innermost thoughts with their closest friends but could confide deep-seated secrets to someone less intimate, or even someone they’d only met once.
Perhaps, it was a kind of “tree hole” phenomenon.
“The story begins with a hybrid from another world named Baruba…” Angel recounted the events but concealed his empathy for others like him and the matter concerning Jon.
As Angel narrated, he became completely immersed in his thoughts. Iron Armor Granny listened attentively and even slowed down and softened her tea-drinking movements to avoid interrupting his train of thought.
“…I’m very confused now. I don’t know what I should do when I see him. After all, he’s from another world…”
After he finished, Iron Armor Granny said calmly, “From another world? So, are you worried that there might be powerful beings backing him, and sparing him would harm the Wizarding World?”
Angel shook his head, “That’s not what I mean. It’s just that this is the default rule of the Wizarding World, and I don’t want to break it.”
Iron Armor Granny smiled, “The path of wizards is coveted by countless intelligent beings from different planes, so it’s normal for us to guard against them. However, the approach of ‘kill ten thousand to not let one escape’ is something learned from the Extreme Sect. Their methods are not necessarily right.”
“Of course, it’s not necessarily wrong either. It’s just a matter of perspective.”
Iron Armor Granny paused, “As far as I know, there are quite a few people who were arranged by powerful beings from other worlds to spy on the Wizarding World in order to steal the methods of wizard cultivation. Even the core level of the Song of the Deep Sea is said to have people from other worlds.”
“Those who want to know the spells of cultivation will eventually find out. But the power of wizards that shakes the universe is mostly due to wizards who have embarked on the path of true knowledge. Do you think there’s a fixed method to follow for those who have embarked on the path of true knowledge?” Iron Armor Granny laughed, “You witnessed Gloria create a spell just a few days ago. You should know that the way to create a spell is one’s own path.”
“Furthermore, even if there are people from other worlds who have embarked on the path of true knowledge, would they still care about the difference between worlds? Moreover, there hasn’t been a single example of someone from another world being able to embark on the path of true knowledge.”
Iron Armor Granny didn’t mention another point: the demons of the Abyss have long infiltrated the entire Southern Wizarding World. There’s basically no secret to the wizard’s spells in front of these powerful beings from other worlds.
Of course, this is also because the demons of the Abyss are stronger than most wizards.
However, just because the demons of the Abyss are strong, can we ignore the secrets of the wizards? Do we care about the secrets of wizards when it comes to weaker worlds? Besides, in the end, the secrets of wizards will ultimately lead them on their own path. That’s something that can’t be taught, let alone stolen.
As Iron Armor Granny spoke, she returned to Angel’s worries, “The reason why Baruba troubles you is that you think you have to stand against him, or you’d be against the Wizarding World. But you’re wrong, you’re not against the Wizarding World, just the Extreme Sect. And in the whole Wizarding World, there are at least 70% to 80% of people who are against the Extreme Sect. So why bother thinking too much?”
“The reason why Flora doesn’t care about these Trivial Matters is that she knows very well that this is a trivial matter.” As Iron Armor Granny said, “If you really feel guilty, just take him away. As an alchemist of your current level, you can offer a fair exchange to gain his freedom with a small substitute puppet.”
Iron Armor Granny stopped talking and slowly sipped her tea, leaving Angel to think for himself.
Angel was beginning to see the light.
At first, he thought that Iron Armor Granny was talking about some unrealistic things. He had never considered the existence of powerful beings or spies from other worlds. But after Iron Armor Granny finished her series of words, he suddenly understood a lot.
It seemed that Iron Armor Granny’s words hit precisely the point where he was entangled in his heart.
Right, he’s just an ordinary mixed-blood from another world. Even if he learns the secrets of wizards, there’s nothing serious… Before this, Sanders and Flora didn’t even restrict Baruba’s actions, allowing him to freely enter and exit the Mirror World, which showed that they didn’t really care even if Baruba escaped.
With this realization, Angel’s mental knot was suddenly untied.
As Iron Armor Granny said, if he really felt guilty, he could directly exchange Baruba’s freedom with Flora.
From the words of Iron Armor Granny, Angel was able to discern the core power of the Wizarding World and its attitude towards people from other worlds.
As for the matter concerning Jon, was he overthinking it, and could he share everything with Sanders?
However, Angel quickly dismissed this idea.
Although Jon and Baruba were both from other worlds, there were some differences; Jon was a human, while Baruba was humanoid. According to the rule that purebred humans could not appear in other worlds, coupled with Jon’s description of Earth, it was highly likely that Jon did not belong to this dimension but was a human from another dimension.
Therefore, based on this point, Angel could not announce this to the world.