Vol 2 Chapter 2535: fantasy

Chapter 2535 Fantasy
The secret room of the Old Potter Pub in Queenstown.
After Angel opened his eyes, the first person he saw was Old Potter who stood not far away and dared not move.
"Why are you standing there?" Angel wondered.
"Is there anything your lord hasn't told me?" Old Potter asked respectfully.
"Just for this?" Angel rubbed his temples and said helplessly: "I said that it's okay before, you can do whatever you want. As for if you have any questions in your heart, go online and ask someone else to ask."
Hearing Angel's words, Old Potter's face was disappointed by naked eyes. Obviously, Old Potter is still eager to get some inside information from Angel.
"You go out first, I still have something to do." Angel waved Old Potter to leave.
Old Potter could only nod his head and opened the door one step at a time, preparing to leave.
However, just as Old Potter was about to close the door, Angel suddenly stopped him: "Yes, there is one more thing I forgot to tell you."
Old Potter immediately raised his head, his eyes gleaming: "My lord, do you want to tell me something?"
Looking at Old Potter's faintly excited expression, Angel couldn't help but laugh, "Do you really want to do something, or do you want some answers from me in the Wilderness of Dreams?"
"Both, both..."
Angel: "Then you will be disappointed. These things can only be discussed in the wilderness of dreams, and I won't talk about them outside. If you meet me in the wilderness of dreams, I can talk to you, but Reality, there is no way."
Angel made a gesture, the meaning of the gesture is also very simple and clear: all for caution.
Old Potter suddenly realized, and said solemnly: "I understand!"
After the conversation, the same gesture is also compared.
Regardless of what Old Potter understood, Old Potter had to go to the Wilderness of Dreams anyway, but if Old Potter could meet him in the Wilderness of Dreams, then Old Potter could not help. Forget it.
"My lord, please tell me." After not talking about the Wilderness of Dreams, Old Potter's mood gradually calmed down.
"In the next two days, there will be someone in the Barbarian Caverns who will come over to deal with the affairs here. You can cooperate with them the day before. You don't care about the others, and it is best not to explore." Angel: "If you can, don't approach the emperor in the near future. The castle, or you can leave Queenstown."
"The wind will rise and the country will be chaotic. Staying here, even the extraordinary, may be implicated."
Old Porter: "But, I still have my own mission."
Old Potter didn't say what the task was, but Angel guessed it, either to observe the chaos of the Guman Kingdom, or to record the various changes of the Guman royal family and pass them to the Barbarian Cave. It is equivalent to saying that Old Potter is a spy inserted here.
But what Old Potter didn't know was that none of the things he probed were really important. The real chaos and the truth of the Guman Kingdom were already known to the group of people at the top of the pyramid.
What Old Potter did was actually superficial work, in order to perfuse the spies in the savage cave.
But now the chaos is about to rise, those apprentice-level superficial skills can no longer be done, and Old Potter doesn't need to stay here forever. It's better to leave the Guman Kingdom.
"Your task will be cancelled sooner or later."
Seeing Old Potter's doubts, Angel continued: "If you don't believe me, when the investigators come in two days later, you can ask them if your mission needs to continue?"
"Your future is yours, so you decide how to choose."
Old Potter pondered for a moment, then nodded: "I see, thank you for your reminder."
Angel: "Oh, yes, I will leave as soon as daybreak. The Queenstown may be turned upside down in the past two days. If you have a place to avoid it, it is best to avoid it with Ms. Merlot. If there is no place, it will be here. It’s okay to stay in a secret room. Before I leave, I’ll set up an illusion here. As long as it’s not a true-knowing wizard or an illusionist wizard, I shouldn’t notice an abnormality."
Old Potter also heard a sense of murder in Angel's words. This reminded him of the question that Dorks had asked Angel before.
Could it be that, as Docs said, what did Angel actually do to the castle of the queen?
When Old Potter was thinking about it, Angel looked over: "Why, are there any doubts?"
Old Potter quickly lowered his head and said respectfully: "No doubt."
"Then you go and do your thing, and prepare for all kinds of situations. I don't want you to go wrong again and cause me to be called to the Guman Kingdom to deal with these trivial things."
Old Potter nodded solemnly, then exited the door.
After Old Potter left, Angel took out the engraving pen, blood ink, and various consumables, preparing to arrange a magic array in the secret room.
Angel said to Old Potter that it was an illusion, but if there were unexpected results in Queenstown, the illusion alone would still be unsafe, so the combination of the illusion and the magic power array was the best solution.
If Old Potter chooses to stay here, then this secret room can also guarantee that it will not be discovered in a short time, giving him the opportunity to log in to the wilderness of dreams for help.
If Old Potter abandons the tavern and leaves here, then this secret room can also be used as a secret stronghold for the savage cave. After going to the mission hall to register, this secret stronghold in the future can also provide some protection for the internal members of the Guman Kingdom.
When Angel took out various consumables, he also called out Mandhela.
However, Mandhela did not speak for the first time, but sat quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.
The gloomy and dark aura on her body gradually floated, making her whole person seem to be a dark shadow.
Mandhella's contemplation slowly ended when Angell had almost portrayed the magic array. But Mandhella still did not speak, but stared at the seriously engraved Angel, with a rather complicated expression, both disgusting and disgusting, but also tangled and hesitant.
Mandhela did not speak, but Angel suddenly turned to look at her: "I suddenly have an inspiration, borrow some of your energy."
Mandhela stunned: "My energy is still very mixed, and there is still a depraved smell in it."
Angel: "It's okay, you can filter it again and use it again."
Without waiting for Mandhela's consent, Angel directly manipulated the mental power tentacles, pulling more than half of the dark atmosphere around Mandhela.
The loss of the dark aura that was exuded made Mandhella's soul feel a sense of emptiness. If he wants to recover, it may take a few more days to rest. Even so, Mandhela did not stop Angel. If these dark auras were her once, she would fight for nothing, but now she also yearns for power, but it is not the power that makes him crazy enough to deny him.
After borrowing the spirit energy of Mandhela, Angel picked up the engraving pen, wrapped this energy, and evenly and smoothly painted it on the ceiling.
With the completion of the depiction of this magic pattern, a strong gloomy breath filled the surroundings.
Mandhela took a deep breath, only to feel a burst of joy in the soul body: "This is the breath of the dead soul, are you going to raise the dead soul here?"
Angel: "You'll find out later."
Anger did some operations that Mandhella completely couldn't understand. After a while, the gloomy breath suddenly began to undergo subtle changes. The smell of death was lost, and the feeling of purity and purification was more. Calm and peaceful. Although it can also contain dead souls, it is now more versatile, and even creatures can find peace here.
"this is?"
"Silence magic pattern." Angel: "A magic pattern that contains dead souls. However, I changed it a little bit. I borrowed the energy from you. Your energy attributes are very special. But there is a smell of life to death."
"Sure enough, a little change, then a filter, it becomes a new effect."
Mandhella didn't understand Angel's explanation at all. He just felt tall and unclear. Because of this, she is very curious, what effect does this magic pattern have after improvement?
"What effect? ​​Can't you feel it?"
Anger glanced at Mandhela weirdly, and then took out a rustling apple from the bracelet. The apple did not know when it arrived in his bracelet. Judging from the beak print on it, it should have been dropped by Toby while eating in the bracelet.
Angel threw the apple casually and fell to the corner.
Then pointed to the apple and said: "You should be aware of it now, right?"
Mandhela felt for a moment, then turned around and was silent for a moment: "This is... food preservation?"
Angel nodded: "How about it, right?"
Unger did not wait for Mandhela to reply, and continued to portray other magic arrays. While portraying them, he said triumphantly: "This is the inspiration I got from the "Dance of Metal" magazine. Many small alchemy tricks are used in life, but they are very complicated. I changed them a bit and the effect was very good.
Mandhela wants to complain, you use my energy to keep this food fresh?
But after thinking about it, she wants to get rid of that energy anyway, just keep it fresh. But, why do you want to portray the fresh-keeping magic pattern here?
"It's not that you didn't kill the emperor, in order to avoid the turmoil in the emperor's town, causing our people to be injured here. I am going to modify this secret room to make it a long-term residence with shelter, concealment, and counter-exploration."
"Since you want to live for a long time, you must consider the quality of life." Angel smiled and said: "This sentence is also from "Dance of Metal."
Mandhela: "...Where is this crooked magazine."
"A crooked door? I find it very interesting."
Mandhela let out a long sigh: "But, your wizards are like ordinary people. Do you want to eat every day?"
Angel gave a quick meal.
Eh? ! It seems to be reasonable!
The first-level apprentices have a strong ability to bear hunger, and the second- and third-level apprentices are stronger. As for the formal wizard, as long as the energy continues to nourish the blood, there is no problem without eating.
"Moreover, when Turas and I went to the Rose Water Pavilion before, the chef there said that ordinary apprentices don’t have to learn magic bread first when they go out on a trip, as long as they learn this food trick, even a first-level apprentice. I will not go hungry."
Originally, Angel felt an arrow pierced from his body, and when Mandhella mentioned the magic bread, Angel had another arrow added to his heart.
"So, why do you do such useless work?"
Facing Mandhela's inquiry, the air suddenly became silent.
After a long period of silence, Angel slowly said: "The magic energy array is a whole. It needs the cooperation of various magic patterns inside, and there are also situations where the magic patterns are compatible and incompatible. The current magic patterns are very good. It fits the entire magic array, so I painted this magic pattern for this."
"Really?" Mandhela squinted suspiciously.
"Of course. Moreover, this magic pattern has the effect of nourishing the soul. Why should you stare at the unworthy additional effect of preservation?"
Mandhela: "..." Didn't you mention this first?
Angel: "Forget it, you don't understand the magic array, I don't blame you. Compared with these trivial things, you actually want to ask Turas' answer more."
Anyone could see that Angel was changing the subject and was quite blunt, but Mandhela took the bait without hesitation.
All the mind, all the attention, all focused on Angel.
Anger gave Mandhela a little time to prepare before he considered his words: "You have been with Turas the longest. You should know him well."
"I won't mention his reaction first, I really want to know, based on your understanding of him, how do you think he will react when you leave this time?"
Mandhela was silent for a moment: "There should be no response."
Angel: "That's right."
Mandhela didn't have the joy of answering right, but his face collapsed instantly.
Angel raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you say this yourself, you also guessed his reaction."
Mandhela lowered his head: "I thought there would be an accident."
"If there are accidents everywhere in life, then don't do serious things." Angel: "Moreover, you don't want to think about how long did you leave? After a long time, what response do you want him to give? Looking, or crying with tears, where are you?"
"Substitute yourself. If you leave your loved one for a long time, how would you think he would react?"
"I have no relatives." Mandhela's eyes flashed with gloom.
"Don't worry, you can taste it yourself, is it a long time for half a day?"
Mandhela was silent for a moment, and felt that Angel seemed to be right. She left for a long time, trying to try Turas' reaction to his departure. It was really difficult.
"Then I won't be online these few days, can I..."
"No." Angel refused without hesitation: "I am very busy now, not only to help you deal with the follow-up of the Queen's Castle, but also a mission to the Sandworm Fair. How can I have time to play these games with you? This I just need your help, so I made a deal with you. But there is no next time."
After a while, Mandhela said: "Well, I will go and see it by myself."
After speaking, Mandhella still seemed to be reluctant, and continued to warm up: "Then... Didn't Turas mention me at all?"
Angel thought for a while: "No, I told him that you may not be online for a few days."
Mandhela's eyes lit up: "Then how did he answer?"
Angel: "He said, he knows. Then he said, if you want to go back to Chuxin City, I will send him away."
Anger originally planned to polish Turas' answer, but Mandhela pierced him with two arrows before, and Angel didn't polish it up, and directly told Mandhela the original words.
Angel thought that Mandhella would be very sad to hear, but unexpectedly, Mandhella looked quite surprised.
When Angel was puzzled, he heard Mandhela whispered to himself: "As soon as I left, he went back to Chuxin City. Sure enough, as soon as I was away, he felt bored, and I was the only one by his side. , He will not feel lonely."
Anger's expression became extremely subtle as he listened to the more outrageous words.
He originally thought that Mandhela would be hurt by this, but he didn't expect that she actually made up such a plot.
Moreover, it seems to make sense.
But Angel knew the real situation, and Turas didn't even think of Mandhela in his mind.
Do you want to tell her the truth?
Anger looked at Mandhela who fell into self-thinking, his mouth slightly cocked, and the whole person was filled with a faintly joyful atmosphere. After thinking, he decided not to break her dream.
That’s all for the others, Mandhela’s situation is special.
For her, a little fantasy is better than despair.
Moreover, fantasies may not come true.
(End of this chapter)