On the other side, Sanders in the study was looking at the "Monument of Strange Rings" in his hand.
While tossing and turning, he soon saw the logo hidden in a magic pattern under the monument: a lion's heart entangled with thorns.
Sanders rolled his eyes and understood what Angel was thinking.
"Has this kid come this far?" Sanders laughed.
He did not immediately test the Strange Ring Monument, but placed it at one end of the desk, side by side with the falcon ornaments. Both ornaments were made by Angel, but it was obvious from their appearance that Angel
Your growth in alchemical concepts.
"I hope you can go further." Sanders raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.
At this time, the door of the study room was pushed open violently, and Flora walked in angrily: "I am almost mad at Xiaohong. Every time I see Angel, he takes the initiative to send flowers. It makes me want to get angry."
There’s no place to spread out!”
"What? Angel made you angry." Sanders raised his eyebrows.
"Of course not, he wasn't the one who made me angry." Flora said without hesitation that her anger towards Angel was entirely due to someone's anger.
Sanders raised his eyebrows: "I let you go through the main entrance, I just want you to obey the rules."
"Why follow the rules? I am a wizard and not a mortal. If following the rules can lead to true knowledge, then I will follow them." Flora rolled her eyes, and then she saw the strange ring monument on the table:
"What is this? I didn't see it when I came here last time. It's quite beautiful..."
Flora came over and said, "Hey, the striped pattern inside this diamond is quite interesting. Tutor, what is this?"
"The Monument of the Strange Ring is something more interesting on the inside than on the outside."
"What's inside it?" Flora played with the Monument of the Strange Ring, looking interested.
"Okay, let's talk about this later. Let's get down to business first. I'm here to find you this time because I'm planning to go to the Nightmare Realm."
Flora's expression calmed down, and as Sanders spoke, her face became more and more solemn. Finally, she nodded: "I understand."
…
Angel's bedroom.
"You want to see me if you have something to do?" Angel opened the bedroom door and looked at Whibbiton wandering back and forth in the corridor outside the door.
Ever since Angel returned to the bedroom, he felt that Whibbiton had been lingering in front of his door, using his spiritual tentacles to reach out. He found that this kid did not dare to knock on the door, but kept muttering something in his mouth.
The anxious look on his face.
When Whitton saw Angel opening the door, there was surprise and hesitation in his eyes: "Master Pat... I just want to ask something."
Angel leaned in front of the door frame: "What's the matter? Are you still thinking about Peter Pan?"
"Peter Pan?" Whibbiton was stunned for a moment: "I really want to know the story of Peter Pan, but what I want to ask is another thing...Has the young master seen Ananda recently?"
Ananda Angel flashed a figure in his mind, a sexy beauty with a proud figure. This person was the gangster leader he had seen in Night Demon City. He was born with supernatural powers. He heard that he was the daughter of the city defense captain.
, is also Whitbyton’s childhood sweetheart.
At first, because Angor didn't bring Anada to the Savage Cave, Whippedon made a lot of noise and acted aggressively. However, it was Whippedon who was venting his emotions, and Angor ignored him.
"Why did you suddenly ask me about this? How could I know her whereabouts?" Angel paused: "Since I left Daredevil City, I have never gone back."
"Is she missing? Instead of asking me, it's better to ask her relatives."
An anxious look appeared on Whibton's face: "When my grandfather and I went to Windmill Town to purchase supplies the day before yesterday, we met her father, Captain Neboya, and he told me that Anada was missing."
Windmill Town is located near the Mirror World and is also one of the several airports in Savage Cave.
"She's gone, what's the point of asking me?" Angel raised his eyebrows.
"Captain Neboya told me that Anada said that she wanted to give it a try after listening to your words. She has been away for almost half a year," Whibbiton said urgently.
Did you hear what I said? Angel was stunned for a moment. He didn’t seem to say anything to Ananda, right?
"What does she want to fight for?" Angel frowned.
"Wizard, she wants to become a wizard. Captain Neboya told me that the young master once told her that she still has a glimmer of hope to become a wizard."
Angel's eyebrows furrowed tightly. Ananda wanted to become a wizard. Angel knew this from the beginning.
However, Anada's mental power value is less than 10 points and cannot reach the edge of a gifted person. This is the reason why Whibbiton was brought to the Savage Cave without her.
However, he once told Anada that there was a glimmer of hope?
Is there any?
Angel thought deeply for a moment, and it seemed that such a thing really happened. Because he didn't have a space bracelet, he went to the Dusk Well to buy a lot of things, so he hired Anada, who was born with supernatural power, as a coolie. Later, Anada asked him
When she asked how to become a wizard, he did reveal something to her because he was in a good mood.
However, the reason why Angel was willing to say it in the first place was because the Deep Well of Twilight had its own formation, which would make non-talented people forget everything about the Deep Well of Twilight. Angel thought that even if he told Ananda, she would not be able to tell her about it.
Mortals will forget when they leave the Dusk Well.
Didn't she forget? Or did she write it down by other means? For example, writing it on paper?
Angel thought for a moment and said to Whitby: "I once told her that her mental power is not enough. The only way to become a wizard is to increase the mental power. And how to increase it, I just told her
One way is to get Linye Potion."
"Probably, she left just to find the Linye potion, right?" Angel speculated.
"Even so, there must be a place to look for Linye Potion, right? Master, really don't know where she went?" Whibbiton still kept saying it repeatedly.
Angel shook his head, and in the face of Whibbiton's disappointed eyes, he handed him the already eaten and cleaned plate.
"She is also an adult and has her own ideas. She wants to pursue her ideals, so let her go. No matter how much you worry, you can't change her decision." Angel said and closed the door.
After a moment of silence, Angel walked to the window sill.
He saw Whitbiton walking outside the manor with a depressed look on his face, and Butler Goode stood behind him, shaking his head and sighing.
He actually didn't say anything just now: Only after hitting a wall can you learn to grow up.
But he thought about it later and did not say it out loud. Although Linye Potion was cherished very much, nothing could be said for sure. Maybe persistence could really lead to success, and Anada might finally find Linye Potion.
Everyone in this world is alive and has a different life trajectory. No one knows where their destiny will lead them in the end.
Angel's eyes slowly moved to another place in Sanders' study.
From his angle, he could only see that the lights were still on in Sanders' study, but he could not see what was going on inside.
I don’t know if Sanders has entered the Nightmare Realm?
The sky was very dark, and a black cloud came from nowhere and pressed over the Phantom Island. After a burst of lightning, heavy rain poured down accompanied by thunder.
Seeing the rainwater making different trajectories on the glass window, Angel suddenly sighed, shook his head and closed the curtains.
The sun shines on the sky, the clouds clear and the fog disperses.
Angel stretched his waist. He stayed up all night last night refining the alchemical illusion with mysterious objects, and finally produced five different finished products. They all looked like falcon ornaments, but the movements and appearance of the falcons were slightly different.
.
I looked at the time, it was already seven in the morning.
Thinking about it, Sanders should have returned from the nightmare world, after all, entering and exiting the nightmare world is a matter of seconds.
Angel put away the falcon ornaments and prepared to report to the study.
While walking through the corridor on the second floor, Angel met Butler Goode, who was walking from the direction of the kitchen: "Master Pat, you came just in time. Today's breakfast is fresh milk from the rolling pasture in Windmill Town, and
Butter wheat buns. Fruit options include..."
Goode reported a list of breakfast items, but Angel quickly interrupted him: "Put these foods in the restaurant first, I will go there later."
Goode nodded slightly.
"Steward Gude, is there any movement from the mentor's side?" Angel thought for a while and asked in a different way: "I mean, did he tell you what to do for breakfast?"
Good shook his head: "My lord, I haven't eaten for a long time. I usually only eat on some special days."
"Has the instructor ever left the room today?"
"No." Good paused and said, "However, I seemed to see Miss Flora leaving early yesterday morning."
Flora has already left? Angel thought for a while and put down his worries. In this case, Sanders should have successfully returned from the nightmare world.
After bidding farewell to Goode, Angel came to Sanders' study.
But before he knocked on the door, a tired voice came from the door: "Angel, what's the matter?"
"Teacher, I have refined the alchemical illusion. I will send it over." Angel quickly took out a row of falcon ornaments from his bracelet.
After a while, Sanders' reply came from inside: "I know."
With a flash of energy, the falcon ornament in Angel's hand disappeared instantly.
"Do you have anything else? If nothing happens, just retreat first."
Sanders seemed to have no intention of meeting him.
Angel thought for a while and asked in a low voice: "Teacher, regarding the area where the mysterious attic is..."
"We'll talk about this later."
Before Angel could finish speaking, Sanders directly interrupted his inquiry.
Now that Sanders had made up his mind, Angel could only nod and leave, even if he was full of doubts.
When Angel left, a gust of wind blew out of thin air in the dark study room.
The wind blew the curtains, and the morning light shone in slightly. But when he saw blood all over the floor, accompanied by the sound of dripping, Sanders, who was soaked in blood, let out a long breath.