Chapter 215: Charming (2)
Translator: Leo Editor: Frappe
Angele's ambition had never changed ever since he reincarnated into this world. He would do whatever he could to increase his power.
He jumped over the fences easily, then he slowed down his footsteps.
Angele walked to the stone house slowly and stood in front of the door.
An arched window could be seen right beside the door.
He slowly pressed his hands against the glass and released some silver metal liquid onto its surface. The liquid transformed into a small metal snake. It went into the house through the gaps and opened the window.
In front of the window, it was a large single bed. Nancy was sleeping with her face down under a thin red blanket, her long golden hair trailed on the white pillow, and one of her arms were outside the blanket. Nancy was breathing slowly. She was probably having a nice dream.
Angele grabbed some yellow dust from his pouch and sprinkled it on Nancy's bed.
The yellow dust vanished into the air before it dropped to the bed. One second later, the noise made by the wind, the insects, and the waving branches was toned down and soon disappeared from the room. The place became deadly silent.
Angele then walked to the main entrance and entered through the door quickly.
He walked to the bed and stared at the girl quietly for a while. After that, he removed the red blanket.
"Well…" He was surprised to see what Nancy was doing before she fell asleep.
Her right hand was below her crotch and there were small amounts of shiny liquid dripping down her legs. It seemed Nancy had been playing with herself on the bed.
Moreover, she was sleeping with no clothes on.
Nancy felt cold after the blanket was removed. She opened her eyes slowly and saw someone staring at her beside the bed.
"Nini, come on…I'm trying to have some rest…" She waved her hands and was about to close her eyes again.
Suddenly, Nancy realized who it was that was staring at her and shook her head.
Angele pursed his lips to a smile.
"It's me," he whispered.
"Master…Green…?!" Nancy could not believe her eyes. She quickly moved her right hand to her chest. Angele saw her fingers were still wet.
"Don't!" She screamed and covered her body with the blanket. Nancy sat up and leaned her back against the headboard.
Her face and neck were flaming red like petals of a rose.
Angele chuckled and pointed at the sheets. There was a tiny area of water stain that had not yet dried up.
"Ah!" Nancy screamed again and tried to cover the water stain with the blanket. Shame and anger were written all over her face.
Angele stepped forward and grabbed Nancy by the shoulder. He moved his right hand into the blanket and rubbed her back.
"It's a good day today. What do you think?"
Nancy was still trying to figure out what was happening. Her whole body was heating up, and the blanket barely covered her deep cleavage.
She had imagined having sex with Angele for many times. but she did not expect Angele to come to her at this moment.
Although many servants had deep relationships with the wizards they were serving, Nancy was still a virgin, and something in her mind was trying to reject Angele.
Nancy was born in a rich family and her parents would give her anything she wanted. However, her family was almost destroyed in political wars, and the only thing she could do to survive was to become Angele's servant.
She had always wanted to find someone she could rely on.
All people had experienced the surge of sexual desires, including Nancy. Most Wizard apprentices and wizards were very open. She even once heard of rumors saying that some wizards were exchanging their partners.
The only thing she could do was to play with herself when she felt like doing it.
Nancy was living a rough life. She was still paranoid about possible assassinations, then she found that it was quite relaxing to masturbate before falling asleep.
It almost became part of her daily routine.
However, she did not expect Angele to find out about her little secret.
"No, not now…Please…I'm not ready yet," Nancy grabbed the blanket tight and muttered. She was too scared to look at Angele's face.
"It's fine. I can wait." Angele released his hand and smiled. Nancy's body was warm and soft. He felt relaxed staying with her.
Nancy was different from the other women to him, and Angele wanted more than just the sexual pleasure.
It was hard to find a beautiful virgin like Nancy in this world. Some wizards would purchase female slaves and train them from an early age.
Angele was not in a hurry at all. Nancy was like a tasty dish with complicated flavor. He wanted to enjoy every bit of her slowly.
He knew Nancy had mixed feelings about him after witnessing what he had achieved. Angele was the only person she could rely on at the moment and she wanted to develop a deeper relationship with him. However, Nancy was not sure if Angele would just throw her away after if he ever got bored of her.
"Alright, I'll see you tomorrow." Angele smiled again and rubbed Nancy's cheek. She was still blushing.
He turned around and left the stone house. Angele walked out of the fences and returned to his home.
Angele calmed down, then he walked straight back to his bedroom and started meditating.
He wanted to turn his desire into motivation.
Only power would grant him all the rights he was enjoying and without the power, Nancy would have never become his servant.
Angele needed some entertainment in his life but knew that he could not get addicted to it.
The next morning, it was still dark outside.
Angele woke up from the meditation, put on a long black robe, and opened the door.
He could hear someone moving in the living room from the second floor.
He looked down beside the wooden railings.
Nancy was working in the living room. She was wearing a gray wool one piece and black tights with a pair of leather shoes. The girl looked charming and sexy in the outfit.
Especially the black tights, her long slim legs looked perfect in them.
Nancy bent over and started cleaning the cushions on the sofa.
Angele stared at her legs. There was barely any gap between her thighs. He slightly moved his sight up and saw the dark area covered by the dress.
"You look great today, Nancy. You're beautiful," Angele said as he walked down the stairs.
Nancy straightened her back and turned around. Her face blushed as she saw Angele's face.
"You're early today. The breakfast is ready," she bowed before responding politely.
"I made a wise decision. You're a great servant." The robe Angele was wearing had silver patterns embroidered on the edges. His brown short hair was shiny and soft. Although Angele had an average-looking face, the golden glow surrounding his eyes made him charming and mysterious.
He walked to the sofa and sat down with a smile on his face. A bowl of mushroom meat soup and a sandwich were waiting for him on the table.
There were pieces of grilled meat and lettuce in the sandwich, which was quite a filling. The white bread was perfectly toasted. It was crispy on the outside and soft on the inside.
Nancy stood beside the table waiting for Angele to finish his food.
Angele quickly finished the sandwich and sipped some soup while wiping his hands.
"Did anything happen during the days I spent in the basement?"
Nancy nodded and the pinkness slowly disappeared from her cheeks.
"Umm…Yeah…AH!" She suddenly screamed and held her dress tight.
Angele had already moved his right hand into Nancy's dress and started rubbing her butt.
"Please…" she whispered as her face blushed again.
"There are people outside…" Nancy turned her face to the other side while begging Angele to stop.
Angele could feel the warmth and softness from his hand.
"Don't worry. I'm just joking." He chuckled and moved his hand out of Nancy's dress.
"It smells great. Did you take a shower in the morning?" He questioned while sniffing the back of his right hand.
"Master Green…" Nancy stepped back after Angele's hand left her dress. She lowered her head and listened to the noise made by Angele sipping his soup. Nancy was willing to become Angele's lover, but she wondered if Angele would look down on her. She would have to show her naked body to the man if she decided to let him do whatever he wanted.
The sense of shame was Nancy's last line of defense.
She quickly calmed down after realizing she had not answered Angele's question yet.
"Master, I'm trying to report the situation…"
"Sure." Angele shrugged. "Go ahead."
"A wizard named Shiva came to visit the day before yesterday. He left an invitation letter after I stopped him from entering the area," Nancy said.
"Shiva…?" Angele rubbed his chin. "I've been living here for a while but I have not yet gotten the chance to visit the wizards around. Where's the letter? Bring it to me."
Nancy walked to the fireplace and grabbed the black leather letter, then she handed it over to Angele. She kept a safe distance from Angele intentionally and was staring at his hands.
Angele shook his head. He was not sure why the girl had not accepted him yet.
He grabbed the letter and opened it carefully.
There was a black raven pattern painted on the top of the paper. It looked so real that the bird's green eyes were staring right into Angele's eyes. It almost felt like the raven could fly out of the paper if it wanted to.
Under the raven, there were several rows of sentences that were written in Anmag.
'Master Green. My name is Shiva Rita and I'm living in this area too. I just came back from the Dark Red Plains not so long ago and learned that you just moved here. I'm looking forward to talking to you. Come pay me a visit within five years if possible. I'll be leaving after that.'
A small map came with the letter. Shiva's location and Angele's location were marked clearly on it. He only needed to go to the other side of the lake.
Angele finished reading the letter before he sealed it and threw it to the table. He sat comfortably on the soft sofa, enjoying the soothing wind coming through the opened window.
Nancy collected the dirty plates and left the room.
Angele raised his right hand and activated the communication rune. It was a blue rune with steam rising from the top of his nail.
Isabel's voice echoed in his ears.
"Are you mad at me?
"I'm sorry, Green. The resources were taken by my grandmother…There's nothing I can do about it.
"Thank you."
The message ended here.
Angele was a bit speechless. Isabel had no idea how to communicate with a friend, and Flan was still monitoring everything she was doing in the family.
He sent back most of the resources Isabel delivered to him. Angele kept the rest because he was still stabilizing the rhino blood for Isabel. It was a fair trade.
Angele decided to check the differences between the gas mentality and liquid mentality before visiting the wizard named Shiva.
Chapter 216: Visiting (1)
Translator: Leo Editor: Frappe
Angele thought for a while on the sofa before he stood up and walked upstairs.
He entered the study glancing through the bookshelf as his brows knitted.
"It's a problem." Angele did not grab anything from the bookshelf.
He had stored all the wizard books he borrowed from Ivan's family on the shelf. Angele would be returning the books and asking for new ones after he had absorbed all the knowledge. However, none of them was related to the Liquid stage wizards.
The biggest difference between a Gas stage wizard and a Liquid stage wizard was that a Liquid stage wizard could use various rituals to modify their own body. If a wizard could advance to Liquid or above, he would be able to deal with a large number of mortals easily. With or without activating their forcefield, even Grand Knights would no longer be considered as threats.
The modifications done on the body would greatly increase their attributes, just like the dark wizard Angele killed on the ship. However, to perform those rituals, basic Liquid stage knowledge was required. Angele was having trouble with obtaining all those techniques that were related to body modification.
Angele walked to the table and sat down.
'Not only the Liquid stage knowledge, I need the basic knowledge from the rank 2 wizards as well. The body modification techniques can be easily completed by rank 2 wizards. The problem is, I don't even have any of them.' Angele grabbed the white feather pen and span it several times.
'Zero, check my body condition.' Angele ordered.
'Scanning your body…'
'Angele Rio. Strength 3.9. Agility 5.5. Stamina 8.2. Mentality 43.1. Mana 32. Genetic limit reached. Healthy.'
The Strength and Agility stats had a small increase. Angele was quite surprised to see his Stamina increased by two. Mentality recovery was within expectation.
He stayed in the study for a while and wrote some notes. Suddenly, he heard something that sounded like snakes moving before leaving for the basement.
Angele stood up and walked to the bookshelf. He then took out a bronze telescope from a white wooden box on the bottom of the shelf. It was the source of the noise.
He carefully pulled the door on the telescope open. There was a small black magic stone inside and it seemed like there was not much energy left.
Angele replaced the magic stone with a new one and threw the telescope in the air.
*KA*
The telescope floated in front of his face. A ray of white light shot out of the glass and illuminated the floor.
A lady with black hair slowly walked into the light and stood in front of Angele, she was wearing a white robe.
"What happened? Isabel?" Angele looked at the lady and asked.
"There's one thing I need to let you know. My grandmother is keeping an eye on you. Be careful," Isabel stared at Angele for a while and finally spoke.
"Sure. I'll be more cautious from now on. Thanks."
Angele lowered his head. He did not have any idea on how to continue the conversation. The atmosphere in the room was awkward.
"Oh yeah, how's your progress? Going well?" Angele broke the silence.
"Yeah. I'm doing fine."
"Umm, thanks for all the resources you sent me by the way."
"You earned it."
The awkward silence hit the room again.
Angele opened his mouth but found nothing to say. He was trying hard to break the ice.
"Just let me know if you need any other help. You have done a lot for me, so I want to make it fair." Angele was being honest. The heart of the tree and the Black Rose Oil were part of the trade, but a rare potion formula like Demos' Water was almost given to Angele for free.
He had not yet demonstrated his potion skills to Wisp's organization, and there was no other way that he could acquire a formula like Demos' Water.
Angele advanced to the Liquid stage in his mid-twenties without rare potions and materials. It should have been impossible for him to accomplish such a great achievement. Most of the other wizards would spend more than a hundred years to collect various materials to increase their mentality.
"I'm fine." Isabel's answer was short.
Angele wanted to say something else but for some reason, he just could not find the right words.
He was not sure if Flan was monitoring the conversation, so he had to keep the conversation short and simple.
"Well, I'll talk to you later." He slightly nodded.
"Sure."
*CHI*
Isabel's image turned into distorted waves and blurred.
Several seconds later, she disappeared and Angele caught the dropping telescope, returning it into the white box.
He then raised his right hand. The nail on his index finger was glowing.
"Isabel, remember, if you need any help, leave me a message using the communication rune. Also, tell me the truth. How's the rhino blood?" Isabel was still experiencing some trouble with her body. She needed to recover as fast as possible and advance to the Crystal stage.
Isabel responded quickly.
"I'm fine. Don't worry."
Angele thought for a while with his brows furrowed. The blue glow on his nail slowly disappeared.
He walked out of the study and went straight into the basement. Angele grabbed some materials and entered the Potions Room.
After about two hours, Angele left the room with a tired expression on his face.
The glass tube in his right hand had some dark purple liquid inside. In his left hand, there were several test tubes with colorful nutritious water.
The nutritious water could be purchased in the market and it was used to restore energy. It was not considered a potion since the liquid was just extracts of nutritious food.
He tied all the glass tubes together and sealed them in a box. Angele left the basement and asked Nancy to give the box to Rossi so he could deliver the item to Isabel.
The purple liquid was a special potion that had a similar effect to that of the rhino blood, but it was much stronger. Angele thought Isabel needed something just like that. Although it was hard to concoct and the progress was not so smooth, he still managed to concoct one serving for her. After talking to Isabel, he was certain that she needed something that was much stronger than the stabilized rhino blood.
Angele was grateful for what Isabel did for him, thus he wanted to show his gratitude.
He left a message to Isabel after giving the box to Nancy, asking her to pay attention to the purple potion. Angele then entered the spell room and closed the door.
Angele took a deep breath and stood in the center of the room. He waved his right hand and three silver scars appeared on his face.
A silver metal tentacle was shot out of his finger and floated in the air.
'Zero, monitor the changes happening to my body,' he ordered.
'Monitoring…' The blue light dots flashed in front of his eyes.
Angele quickly conjured a two-meter-long silver crossguard sword and it floated above his palm.
The tip of the sword was wider than usual and the blade was still slim. It was a special design that was created by Angele.
He pointed forward without touching the handle of the sword.
*CHI*
The sword soared through the air and the noise made his ears ache.
The blade drew a silver arc in the air and stabbed into the wall on the opposite side.
The sword was longer than Angele's height and it was so sharp that it could cut the hard stone wall open.
'Metal Mastery: Burst damage doubled. Average physical damage, 35 degrees. Forcefield doubled. It can now block more than 47 degrees of damage.'
Zero finished the calculation quickly.
"So, the average damage has reduced but the maximum damage has increased. It's nowhere near the damage the heart bombs can do, but I can control it much better.'
Angele continued the test.
He did not notice any significant change in the casting speed after advancing to the Liquid stage, but it seemed like the power of his spells improved as he had higher mentality than before. Angele could also control the energy flow better, and everything was now more efficient.
Without the heart bomb, he could do about 40 degrees of physical damage if he tried to focus his attack at a single point. After the spell buffs and enchantment, the power could still be increased. Angele could save in energy bombs if he was fully prepared for the incoming fight.
After all the tests were done, Angele changed his clothes to a white-brown tight swordsman's suit. It would help him act faster when in the forest.
A patrolling Knight walked to him after seeing Angele stepping out of the door. The man had large ears and stout body, and his arms were of the same size as his legs. It was a dwarf Knight with a long white beard that was tied up like braids.
"Master Green, are you leaving? You want me to go with you?" The dwarf's name was Surry, one of the mercenaries that came to Nola not so long ago. He was a top-level Knight. The forest dwarfs were born with magic resistance and they could fight low-rank wizard apprentices.
One of the Knights Angele hired left, and he found the dwarf Knight to replace that guy.
Angele glanced around.
"Where are the others?"
"Master, they…umm…" Surry hesitated, "They're hunting while patrolling the surrounding area."
Angele nodded. "Fine, come with me then."
"Sure." Surry nodded as well.
Angele recalled the location of wizard Shiva. He took out the invitation letter and double-checked the energy wave Shiva left on it.
Chapter 217: Visiting (2)
Translator: Leo Editor: Frappe
After about two hours, Angele and Surry went around the lake and walked along the forest path. They finally reached a silent large manor by the end of the path by noon.
Inside the white fences was an area covered in grass and in the center of the grassland, there was a luxurious 5-storey building covered in gray paint.
It almost looked like there many tiny buildings inside the large building. Many strange bumps were on the surface of the walls, and Angele also saw several shell-shaped balconies.
However, the whole area was cold and deadly silent.
The gate at the fence opened itself as the two walked toward it.
He just realized that there was a small creature standing behind the fences, a tiny man that was covered in short black hair.
"Welcome, master wizard Green." The tiny man was shorter than a dwarf. He looked like a three-year-old kid with wrinkles covering his face. The man was a hunchbacked man wearing a short gray coat.
"I'm a servant of master Shiva. Name's Nicole, I'm a fire spirit." Nicole stood on the side and bowed to Angele politely.
His head was around the height of Angele's knees.
"Fire spirit?" Angele was surprised. He only knew about such creatures in tales. However, he was also disappointed, since the tiny man looked nowhere close to the incredible spirit that was described in wizardry books.
They walked into the manor and saw a white path that led straight to the door of the building.
Surry was still looking at the fire spirit. He was curious.
Nicole led the two to the door quickly.
The door opened by itself as the three approached. Two female fire spirits were standing at both sides of the door. They looked identical to Nicole as their bodies were covered with short black hair. They looked weird in child clothes.
The main hall was painted in gold. A short man wearing a light green robe was there waiting for Angele. Countless gems and jades were inlaid on the back of his robe.
"Greetings, master Green. My name is Shiva." The old man was bald and his skin was covered in wrinkles, giving the impression of an old toad.
"Greetings, master Shiva." Angele smiled. "I'm sorry that I didn't notify you earlier of my visit."
"Not a problem at all." Shiva smiled as well. "I went to visit you not so long ago, but I was told that you were busy with a lab experiment so I decided to leave you an invitation letter."
"Yeah, it was an…important lab experiment."
They walked to the sofas in the hall and sat down. Surry was asked to wait outside the door. The two fire spirits served them with black tea and fruits.
"Master Shiva, are you enjoying such a nice place alone?" Angele glanced around.
He saw many raven sculptures on the wall. Golden glowing crystals were inserted into the ceiling.
Large decorative vases were standing beside the sofa quietly. There was also a black piano around the corner by the fireplace.
The floor was covered by the thick white carpet.
"Well, I do have a lovely daughter and a handsome son, but they are living in other areas. An old man like me needs a quiet area like this." Shiva sighed. "I've lived for more than 200 years as a wizard and I'm working as a professor in the public area. I guide the students and I'm living a peaceful life here. Wizard Green, do you mind me asking why you decided to come to the Six Ring area?"
"Me? I'm a wanderer and I came to Nola for knowledge. Just like any other wanderers here, I met someone who invited me into the Six Ring area. Otherwise, I would have never gotten the chance." Angele was grateful for what Isabel did for him. Without her, he would still be searching for all the materials he needed in the public markets. It would take years before he could advance to the Liquid stage, that was why he decided to repay her one day.
Although Angele was certain that he could advance to Liquid stage even if he did not enter the area controlled by the major organizations, Isabel's help still saved him a lot of time.
"A wanderer, huh? That was my plan, too. I wanted to explore the world, but my daughter and son asked me to stay in this area. They really treat me like a kid...Like, come on. I can still fight."
Shiva was a kind old man and was as knowledgeable as Angele. The two wizards were having a great time discussing events they had experienced in the wizards' world. Shiva thought Angele was just a random light wizard but was proven wrong after the conversation. Angele had many similar ideas as Shiva. They exchanged their information on certain complicated research topics.
Angele was surprised. After all, it was the first time he engaged in intellectual discussion with a knowledgeable wizard who had already lived for more than 200 hundred years. He had a database in the chip yet the old man knew a lot of things that he had never heard of. The conversation benefited him a lot.
They sat on the sofa and chatted until the sun started setting.
"Time flies really fast, my bad. I should probably leave now." Angele saw the orange light coming through the window and realized it was late.
"It's fine, really. For people like us, time is all we have, right?" Shiva chuckled. "Green, you're not working for any organization, correct? Why don't you come to my school? There are many benefits. Also, you mentioned that you're interested in the ancient blood and the ancient worlds."
Shiva stopped for a second and made sure the fire spirits were not around. He then whispered, "Let me tell you something. There's a World Stone in my school. I'm an associate dean. You can join the team that is studying the stone."
"The World Stone?" Angele wondered, "You mean the portal to the other worlds? Where will it bring us to?"
"No idea." Shiva shrugged. "We had it for more than 30 years but no progress was done."
Angele started considering the offer.
"Let me make one thing clear. This is your chance. Wizards from the three major organizations rarely have the chance to study a World Stone. The subject is usually left to the strongest wizards." Shiva stared at Angele and tried to convince him. "Look, you're smart and knowledgeable. I think you have potential, young man." He smiled.
Angele looked at the old man's smiling face, which was making him uncomfortable.
"If that's a real World Stone, I'm down for it. However, my original plan is to join the Six Ring High Tower. You know I'm here for more knowledge, right?"
Shiva stood up. "That's not a problem. We can give honorary titles to wizards like you. The school has a shorter history than the three major organizations but it is packed with ancient wizardry books. I can show you the collections at a later date."
"Sounds great." Angele nodded and stood up as well. "It's late. I'll be leaving now. Thank you for your time."
"Thank you too. I like you, young man. Come by when you have time." Shiva nodded slightly. "Also, my grandson and granddaughter will visit me on the 11th day next month. Why don't you come pay me a visit and I can introduce you to them?"
"Sure, it's great to join a family event." Angele looked relaxed.
"How's your family by the way," Shiva wondered.
"Haven't contacted them in years," Angele spoke in a light tone. He recalled the days he spent in Marua Harbor. Everyone changed and it made him depressed.
"Is that so?" Shiva hesitated for a second. "Well, I'll ask the two kids to call you grandpa the next time you come."
"What?" Angele was not sure what Shiva was thinking. It was the first time they met, yet he was trying to make Angele join their family.
Angele was not sure what would happen if Shiva found out that he was a dark wizard from Ramsoda. His thoughts might change.
He was not sure how to respond to Shiva's word. He decided to just leave the house before the old man could surprise him again with something else.
Angele could not imagine what it would feel like to be called as grandpa by two people that were likely older than him.
Shiva suddenly stopped Angele when he was about to step out of the door.
"Wait, Green." The old man was treating him like an old friend. "Catch this."
He threw a dark object to Angele.
*PA*
Angele caught the item and looked at it. "What's this?"
"Open it and you'll know." Shiva had a mysterious smile on his face.
Angele opened the black box. Inside, there was a dark leather scroll that was the size of a man's palm.
He opened the scroll and it read: 'Rare Slave Market'.
"You can find fire spirits like the ones I have if you're lucky. Is Ivan's family still providing you with food and daily supplies?" Shiva waved his hand. "Grab some slaves that were captured in the wars. You can find craftsmen, tailors, and cooks. Buying them is saving them from their misery. Also, build a farm and grow your own vegetables. You need to prepare for the future. A resource point needs all types of basic functions after all."
Angele thought for a while and nodded with a serious expression on his face. "Thanks for the advice. I will."
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Angele gave the building one final look before leaving the manor.
*DANG DANG DANG*
The rings from the bell were deep and slow.
"So, it's 6 p.m. already. Shiva told me that the bell will ring once for each two-hour that passes." Angele felt relaxed. "Let's go, Surry." He turned around and walked toward the forest.
"Aye." Surry yarned and followed Angele. The two disappeared into the forest quickly.
He acquired the information on the World Stone from Shiva and knew that it was not a top-level secret. Studying the World Stone took time and it seemed like there was something going on in the school so the progress was slow.
Angele knew it was time for him to think of joining a strong organization.
Chapter 218: Centaur (1)
Translator: Leo Editor: Frappe
Angele decided to check out the slave market first as he needed more people to work for him. Perhaps the ones up for auction were born with resistance to certain damage types.
In Nola, the outer area was basically free to rent. As long as no one was fighting, the major organizations would not care how much space the slave market was using.
The most inexpensive thing in this world was the land.
Angele could easily expand his residential area if he wanted to.
Building an herb farm and resource point was part of Angele's plan. He could raise the herbs or keep the creatures wanted on a farm. However, his plan was hard to accomplish in a place like Nola. An herb farm was not a problem but a resource point needed to be built in somewhere remote. The public area in Nola was monitored by the three major organizations and the smaller organizations also had their own territories here, so the plan had to be delayed.
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Seven days later.
At noon, the bright sunlight illuminated on the reflective surface of the lake.
In front of the white house, a gray carriage was parked by the fences quietly and its coachman was a fire spirit. His body was covered with short black hair and there were wrinkles all over his face. The whip in his hand had the similar length as his height.
The door of the carriage was open and there was an old man wearing green robe sitting inside.
The dazzling sunlight failed to brighten up the interior of the carriage. It seemed like the old man preferred dark places.
He was staring at the house through the window as if he was patiently waiting for someone to show up.
*Creak*
The door of the house was finally opened. A young man wearing long white robe slowly walked out of the garden.
The white robe was tied up with a silver belt and it looked like a dress. The young man was wearing a pair of black pants under the robe.
"Get in the carriage, Green." The old man smiled. "I'm glad you decided to check the slave auction out. It'll take us about two days to just get there."
Angele nodded slightly. His hands were in the pockets, and the robe looked identical to a long coat.
"So, we're moving on land?" He glared at the carriage and sensed the movement of energy waves.
"Of course. What are you thinking? You want to fly this thing in the sky?" Shiva had a mysterious smile on his face. "This carriage is sent by the auction house. You can't find the location easily without it. They'll send you one too after your first visit."
"Interesting."
Angele was a bit surprised. "And that's free?"
"Of course."
"The owner must be rich." Angele jumped into the carriage.
Nancy waited by the gate. It seemed like she was curious about the auction as well.
Angele checked the seats in the carriage and said, "You mind if I take her with me?"
Shiva turned his head around and looked at Nancy.
"Sure, sure. It's a spacious carriage." He chuckled.
Angele was not concerned but Nancy blushed.
He grabbed Nancy's hand and pulled with a small amount of force.
"Ah!" Nancy was dragged into the carriage and Angele put his right hand on her shoulder.
"Alright, shall we move?" Shiva cleared his throat and stared at Angele.
"As you know, it's my first time attending the slave auction. Are there any specific rules I need to follow?" Angele leaned against the window and watched the scenery start moving backward.
The fire spirit whipped the horse and shouted. The two horses in front neighed and started moving forward.
"Rules? Well, you need to pay a deposit, about one high-quality magic stone. After the auction ended, the deposit will be returned to you. That's probably the only rule." Shiva handed a yellow leather paper over to Angele.
Angele grabbed the paper, read it through, and threw it to Nancy. It was the general information about the auction house.
"Shiva, the school you talked about, when are you going to show me the place?"
"Any time you want." Shiva nodded. "The school's name is the Cross. Although not many members are in-charge…"
Angele laughed and interrupted, "Not many members? You mean the 20 people you mentioned? And that includes you, right?"
"Yeah, yeah…" Shiva shook his head. "But we are all the best elites."
Angele was a bit speechless upon hearing this. He then changed the topic and started talking about the spell model modification.
Nancy put her head on Angele's shoulder and read the auction information for a while before slowly falling asleep.
Outside the carriage.
The bright sunlight slowly faded and the twittering birds disappeared.
Hours passed. Angele suddenly realized that it was dark outside and the dim light in the carriage came from the glowing crystals that were inserted into the walls.
"Huh? Where are we?" Angele peeked through the window. The only thing he could see was the wet rocks.
It seemed like they were traveling in a tunnel and there was a silver glint on the walls.
"Well, we're heading to the auction house. We have to travel through these underground tunnels." Shiva slowly explained, "The main location of the auction house changes from time to time. Don't worry though, the carriage will take us there."
"Is that so?" Angele stared at the wall. It almost looked like the tunnel was being widened with each second the carriage advanced further.
He opened the door but it was pitch black outside. The lamp in front of the carriage kept the path visible.
"They're trying hard on keeping the location a secret." Angele scrunched up his brows. "However, are you sure we're safe?"
"It's safe, I can assure you. It's a gray area but all major organizations need the slave auction since they need to get rid of their prisoners and slaves sometimes."
The two kept on chatting about random things.
The carriage traveled in the dark tunnels for a long time.
Angele, Shiva, and Nancy had several meals inside the carriage. Finally, they saw the light ahead.
Glowing crystals appeared on both sides of the walls. Although they only provided the minimum amount of light, it still felt much better.
A narrow passage between huge rocks appeared ahead after the carriage advanced for another two hours.
The fire spirit slowly stopped the carriage and parked on an empty ground beside the narrow path.
Angele grabbed Nancy's hand and jumped off the carriage. The place was wet and cold. A strange rotten smell permeated the air.
He glanced around with his brow furrowed. The huge rocks blocked his sight and the only thing he could see was the narrow path in the front. The glowing crystals on the walls were brighter than before.
"Let's go." Shiva got off the carriage as well.
Angele nodded and followed him into the narrow path. Nancy and the fire spirit were behind them.
The four walked for several minutes and reached a large empty hall.
A humongous arched bronze gate was in the stone wall ahead.
The gate was more than five meters tall and there was a tiny door at the bottom of it. There were people entering the door slowly with outfits varying from one another. Two muscular guards were standing in front of the door, wearing heavy black armor suits with long spears in their hands. Angele noticed the white war paint on their faces, but he had no idea what they meant.
Angele heard a high-pitched coming from the right side as he entered the hall.
"Hey. My dearest master Shiva." The voice was making Angele a bit uncomfortable.
Angele looked to the right. It was a man wearing a tight red robe, and clearly, he was mocking Shiva.
Although it was a man, his body was well-balanced and sexy. His waist was slim and his face was pretty. The man's dark red pupils were eye-catching and his long flaming hair trailed over his shoulder.
He hid his hands in his long sleeves and there were four other people behind him.
"Shiva, we've known each other for more than a hundred years, yet you did not greet me? How inappropriate."
Shiva sneered. "Nicolas, you old prick. Why didn't those dark wizards kill you back in the Dark Red High Plateau?"
"You survived and so do I," Nicolas glared at Angele as he said, "Alright, I'll be entering the gate. I didn't expect to see you here. I should've chosen the other entrances. What a shitty day!" He turned around and walked toward the door.
"Same to you, god damn it." Angele could see the anger in Shiva's eyes.
Shiva turned around with an embarrassed look on his face.
"I apologize, Nicolas is my old enemy. He's always trying to stab me from behind."
"No worries." Angele pursed his lips to a smile. "Let's enter the door first."
There were many wizards around the entrance. Some were still parking their carriages and some were already heading to the door.
The four walked to the door with the crowd and made the deposit. The guards gave them a small piece of wooden tag and let them enter the door.
They turned a corner after walking down the hallway. Angele saw some bright yellow light ahead that came from an opened small door.
They entered the door and heard people yelling.
The place looked like an enormous opera house with a golden ceiling that was glowing and random circles were painted on its surface.
The floor was covered by a luxurious white carpet with a red edge. Red wooden chairs were arranged in a shell shape. Several wizards were already sitting on the chairs and some were still picking the seats.
Most of the wizards here were light wizards. Angele also saw people wearing red, blue, and green robes, and yet no one was wearing black robes.
Chapter 219: Centaur (2)
Translator: Leo Editor: Frappe
Angele entered the hall through the entrance on the left. There were many similar entrances on both sides of the walls.
"Alright, let's find a good spot." Shiva was almost yelling.
"Sure."
The four found their seats at the back.
In the front of the hall was a shell-shaped black podium and the workers were still preparing for the starting auction. Most of them were wearing yellow coats.
Angele waited quietly in his seat. There were more than a thousand chairs in the hall but only about 300 people were on the seats, including the followers of the wizards.
Half an hour later, the doors on the walls were finally locked.
An elegant lady wearing a long white dress walked to the middle and stepped onto the podium.
"It's 8:30 in the evening. I assume everyone in the hall is ready for the auction. The auction will start soon."
The lady's voice was clean and sweet. There was an attractive smile on her face.
The people in the seats stopped chatting after hearing her words. The wizards started using the energy particles to transmit messages. Angele could see random light dots flashing in the air.
Muscular dwarfs with white beards started carrying black metal cages to the front. Inside the cages were naked male human beings. They were around 20 to 30 years old and all of them looked depressed. Most of them had strong bodies and some of them were covered in scars.
The lady in white dress stood on the right side. She did not cast any spell, but the whole hall could hear what she was saying.
"As usual, we'll be auctioning those slaves sent by the Northland Alliance first. They're as good as the dwarf workers. We transported them here from the Northland within 30 days. They can live for at least ten more years, I can assure you that."
"Here are 25 male slaves and all of them has the potential to become Knights. Starting bid is 35 regular magic stones…"
"40!" Before she could finish, someone already started bidding.
"45!" Someone else yelled.
"50!"
People in the hall kept bidding and some followers were yelling for their masters.
"The Northland Alliance captured them from the wars they fought."
Shiva explained as Angele was listening to the biddings.
"Northland Alliance again? They really love wars." Angele turned his head to Shiva.
"Yeah, they're strong because the alliance has more than ten wizard organizations. They're fighting every other organization around, especially the land of death, Ramsoda." Shiva nodded. "Most of the organizations in the alliance are small and the whole Northland Alliance is weaker than the three major organizations. However, they're very close."
Quickly, the auction for the male slaves was completed and some more cages were carried to the front. Female human beings were inside those cages. Their age varied from five years old to 20 years old. Most of them were pretty. The clothes they were wearing barely covered their private parts.
Those girls already lost their hope for their lives and their eyes were soulless.
"Again, the female slaves from the Northland handpicked by us," The lady introduced, "Pay close attention to cage 10 and cage 6. They're virgins and are unaffected by any plague. Our professional medics double checked them. Please place your bid if you're interested. There are 15 female slaves in total and they're good for more than 10 years. The starting bid is 50 magic stones."
The wizards on the seats seemed excited.
"60 magic stones!!" A bald muscular man sitting on the right side of the hall yelled.
"70!"
"80!"
"85!"
"100!"
The bald man furrowed his brows and shouted again.
The bidding stopped after he yelled the number. It seemed that 100 magic stones were already considered a lot for purchasing human slaves.
Angele stared at the bald man and sensed the mentality wave of a Gas stage wizard. However, the energy waves around him were unstable. It seemed that he was carrying explosive enchanted items just like him.
"That guy's name is Hamlet, a captain of a hunting team from the Six Ring High Tower. He's also a leader of a small organization in the public area." Shiva noticed who Angele was staring at.
"May I ask a question?" Nancy suddenly questioned.
"Huh? What do you want to know?" Shiva looked at Angele and responded.
"Do light wizards care about their slaves?" Nancy asked in a low voice.
Suddenly, the people around them started chuckling and some wizards were shaking their heads.
Shiva shook his head as well, but he had a serious expression on his face.
"As long as you don't use them for human subject research, the owners are allowed to expel them, or…kill them."
"Thank you, master Shiva." Nancy lowered her head and stopped talking.
Shiva started introducing the wizards that were bidding on the slaves.
He lived for so many years that he knew most of the wizards in the hall.
Angele learned that the wizards on the seats were divided into three levels.
Although it looked like they picked their seats randomly, most of them were sitting beside the ones at the same level.
The crystal wizards representing the three major organizations were sitting in the first row. Angele saw four people there. No one yet had placed any bid on the human slaves. The two female wizards were having a chat, the male wizard was having a nap, and an old man was doing some calculations on a piece of paper. It was as though they did not care about what was being auctioned at the front, and they might only be here to make sure everything was fair.
The wizards seated at the center were the representatives of the families in Six Ring Area. They would never let any possible valuable resources slide. People would fight for the slaves from the rare races and representatives from the families were sent to most of the slave auctions held in different areas.
The wizards sitting at the back were from small organizations and some of them were just living in the Six Ring Area, like Angele and Shiva.
Shiva also told Angele about the political situation in the Six Ring Area.
The situation was complicated at the moment. The large families insisted on keeping the rights in their hands, but the wizards outside were demanding part of the rights as well.
The wizards from the Six Ring High Tower's branches were refusing to hand back their power to the local large families, although they had to follow the rules, they were still trying to play some trick at the behind.
The Hanson Family from the east of the Six Ring area had the highest possibility of winning the political fight and become the ruler of the Six Ring High Tower.
They owned the largest resource point and the transportation routes of the east Nola. Some important daily supplies had to enter Nola through the east border guarded by the members of the Hanson Family.
The other larges family that had the power were the Jones Family, the Bennis Family, and the Rowen Family.
The Rowen Family was a puppet of the wizards from outside but were getting stronger and stronger every year.
The Rowen Family and the Jones Family were currently fighting for a few critical positions in the organization.
Actually, only three people in this hall were at a different level.
All of them were sitting in the first row. The old man was not interested in the political fights, so he was excluded. He was just here to make sure everything was going smoothly.
"You see that blonde man with a mustache?" Shiva sent a message using energy particles.
The rows at the back were higher so Angele had a clear view of the first row.
The man with a mustache was having a nap on the chair and Angele could see the dark circles under his eyes. It seemed like he was in dire need of rest.
"The man's name is Poland. He is a famous Crystal stage wizard and is one of the representatives of his family. Poland served in the war against the underground races and was the most powerful person in the southern area. He's from the Bennies Family that provided countless services to the wizards or apprentices living in the south."
"The two female wizards were from a relatively weak family. The one with red hair is called Julia and the one with black hair is called Mira. Although their family is not in control of any of the high towers, no one wants to mess with them due to the numerous formal wizards in their family."
The auction was still going on, with merfolk slaves being displayed at the front. The starting bid was higher than the human slaves and they were being auctioned individually. The merfolk slaves were born with resistance to magic and could live in Nola for a much longer time than human beings.
After all the merfolk slaves were sold, strong barbarians from the Northland were dragged to the front. Their Stamina was extremely high and they had decent resistance as well. Some wizards needed them to test their potions, so the barbarians were sold out quickly.
"Next, we have the rare race from the Labyrinth College. I'm sure you won't be disappointed." The lady in white pointed at the cages that were being carried to the front by the dwarfs. Angele was surprised to see female centaurs inside the cages.
The centaurs were moving around with their white hooves.
Their skin was silky smooth and their tails were fluffy. White tank tops barely covered their huge breasts.
The female centaurs all had long flaxen hair and their faces were pretty. They all looked elegant with their large black eyes.
"They were captured by the Raven Man Family and sent here by the Labyrinth College. They have high Fire and Acid resistance. Also, it's a wise decision to reproduce with them since they have a high chance to be impregnated by wizards."
The lady explained the basic features of the female centaurs. It was a common thing for them that most wizards had trouble impregnate human females.
"We handpicked the better ones when they were delivered. There are 12 of them and all of them passed the test. The starting bid is 2000 regular magic stones!"
The female centaurs caught Angele's attention. Immediately, he raised his right hand and shouted.
"2500 magic stones!"
Chapter 220: Purchase (1)
Translator: Leo Editor: Frappe
"2600 magic stones!" a chubby male wizard stood up and yelled.
Before Angele could place another bid, several other people started increasing the bid.
"3000!" a tall wizard stood up and yelled as well.
"3100!" The chubby wizard stared at the female centaur. He definitely had evil plans in his mind.
After comparing the information in the database, Angele noticed that the centaurs in the cages had the bloodline of the ancient centaur leaders.
The ancient centaur leaders reproduced the white centaurs with the legendary creature, unicorns, and those white centaurs were much harder to find than the normal centaurs.
Most white centaurs could live for more than two hundred years.
Also, Angele was certain that he would be able to extract the ancient blood from them. He wanted the bloodline of the ancient unicorns and the ancient centaur leaders.
The signet acquired from the ancient bloodline of the harpy helped Angele greatly and became his secret weapon. He wanted to acquire as much ancient blood as possible and discover the truth behind it.
His plan would work if he could win the bid.
Angele narrowed his eyes.
"3300!" He raised his hand and his voice echoed in the hall with the help of the energy particles.
Shiva and Nancy, who initially thought he had already given up, stared at him and wondered why he suddenly joined the bidding again.
The chubby wizard thought no one would pay over 3200 magic stones for the centaurs, he turned his head around and stared at Angele with hatred in his eyes.
"3500!" He raised his hand again.
"4000." Angele looked calm.
"4100!"
"5000!" There was no emotion in Angele's voice.
The number surprised the crowd and all the wizards tried to find out who was raising the bid.
The chubby wizard was sweating and he looked at the female centaurs again with an unwilling expression.
A wizard apprentice sitting beside the chubby wizard whispered something to him. He contemplated for several seconds and shrugged.
"Alright, sir, you win," he then muttered and sat down.
The lady in a white dress stood on the podium and slightly nodded her head.
"Anyone else? If there is no one, I'll count down to three and after that, those centaurs will be sold to the highest bidder."
"5100!" Someone broke the silence.
Angele's expression changed when he noticed whose voice it was.
He looked to the left.
A man wearing a red robe stood up, rubbing his chin as everyone looked at him. Nicolas turned to Angele and sneered.
"6000!" Angele's expression turned and shouted.
He had ten crystal cards that he earned by trading potions with Wisp.
The crystal cards were highly valuable even for wizards. Just like magic stones, crystal cards could be used as a source of power for certain high-level defensive or offensive matrices. It took more than 1000 magic stones to craft an average-quality crystal card.
Ten crystal cards could be traded for a great number of resources.
"6100!" Nicolas shouted again, knowing fully well that Angele really wanted those white centaurs.
"8000!"
"8100!"
"Alright, you win." Angele had a blank expression on his face. He shrugged and gave up. Many rare creatures had ancient bloodlines in them, so there was no point for him to spend so much money on those centaurs.
Nicolas's expression slightly changed. He did not expect Angele to give up so easily. He wanted to just raise the price one more time, but Angele was smarter than he thought.
He had to pay double the price for the centaurs. Nicolas pursed his lips and stared at Angele for a while before sitting down.
"Anyone else?" The lady asked several times and counted to three. Those centaurs were sold to Nicolas and she was happy with the result.
"Sorry, it's my fault." Shiva sat beside Angele and sent the message using the energy particles. "Nicolas is a rich ass retard. He saw us sitting together and wanted to make things hard for us."
"No worries. There'll probably be something else I want." Angele shook his head. "It's not your fault."
"Damn, I wish I'm rich too." Shiva sighed with mixed feelings. He was trying to tell Angele that he could not bid anything for him.
After the centaurs were sold, merfolk slaves, fire spirits, and male tree elves were auctioned. A muscular male wizard even spent 6000 magic stones on a harpy queen.
All the slaves were trained by professional trainers. The ones who tried to fight back had already been killed.
"Next, we'll bring you the most exciting part of this auction." The lady raised her voice and she looked excited.
The wizards all started whispering after hearing the words. The Crystal stage wizards at the front all straightened their backs and focused on the show in front of them.
"So everyone is waiting for the last one," Angele looked at Shiva and said.
"Yeah, of course." Shiva chuckled. "I will bid for it if I have the money."
Angele nodded and turned his head to the front.
The lady asked the dwarfs to bring up a brown wooden box to the front and she opened it carefully.
"The last item tonight is a forest fairy from an ancient ruin!" She threw the box into the air.
A ray of white light shot out of the box and turned into a rectangle light pillar, then a tiny white dot was pushed to the top of the pillar.
It was a palm-sized girl wearing a green translucent dress. Her long blonde hair trailed over her shoulders. The girl's eyes were closed. Her skin was clean and smooth. It looked like a beauty that shrank to this size.
The girl lay on the top of the pillar without making any noise and looked like she was sleeping.
Strangely, on the back of the tiny beauty, there was a pair of translucent butterfly wings. The wings had strange textures and were larger than the body of the girl. Angele thought it was a large butterfly before he could get a clear view of the girl.
"We found it in the ruin. A forest fairy from the ancient times. Legend foretells that if you can sign a blood contract with a fairy, it can become your strong assistant." The lady was still excited.
"Elemental fairy. She's incredibly beautiful and can buff your damage spells and create barriers for to absorb incoming damage."
The hall became noisy. It seemed like most of the wizards already knew that the fairy would be auctioned last.
Angele looked at the fairy for a while and shook his head.
"Well, I don't have enough magic stones for that. Let's go to the backstage and buy basic slaves." He had learned the procedures from the leather paper.
Shiva nodded. "A forest fairy. They'll bid for it like crazy."
"10,000 magic stones!"
The bidding was intense. 10,000 magic stones could be turned into about ten crystal cards.
"15,000!"
"20,000!"
"One serving of Essence of the Lion Scorpion!"
"One Sun Stone!"
The wizards in the auction were going crazy, that they were even bidding for the fairy with rare resources. When they did not have enough magic stones, they were allowed to use rare resources as a substitute.
Angele and Shiva stood up and left the hall through a door on the right side, with Nancy and the fire spirit following right after them.
Several waitresses wearing yellow short skirts were waiting for the leaving wizards.
"You're here for the basic slaves, right? Please follow me."
A waitress led the four to a staircase by the end of the hallway. They entered a different area while walking up the stairs.
The noise disappeared as they advanced. There were other wizards walking in front of them. Angele could hear the footsteps coming from behind.
Obviously, not all participating wizards were buying slaves from the auction. Many people were here just for the normal slaves.
The pathway was illuminated by the glowing crystals on the walls but the light only brought minimum visibility.
They entered a noisy hall after walking for several minutes.
The walls and floor were built with dark stones. Many large cages were lined up on the ground. Dirty and depressed slaves were sitting inside them quietly.
Angele even noticed whole families being thrown into the cages.
A naked human woman was feeding an infant carefully inside a black iron cage on the right side of Angele. She looked helpless and sad after noticing the buyers entering the hall.
In front of that cage, there was a thin light wizard asking a waitress about the price of the mother and the son.
Chapter 221: Purchase (2)
Translator: Leo Editor: Frappe
"You know why I want to buy her. She has enough milk for my baby, Grace. But two magic stones? You're asking for too much."
"It's not that high, to be honest. Your pet will consume at least five slaves each month. There are not many human slaves with enough milk out there. Several died during transportation and we have ordered them just for you…"
"I've been doing business with you for years…"
Angele walked away and kept advancing. There was no valuable information to be taken in the conversation.
He knew how cruel the slave trading market was, but Nancy felt uncomfortable just staying in the hall. Although she knew that that was how slaves treated, she still wanted to do something for them.
Angele walked behind the waitress slowly.
Countless cages were displayed on both sides of the way. Most of the slaves inside were human beings and merfolk.
There was a strange flowery fragrance in the air. It felt like they were trying to cover the stink smell coming from the slaves in the cages.
Angele remained calm. He whispered what he needed to the waitress.
The waitress nodded and led them to a quiet area with fewer cages around after turning a corner.
There were dozens of wizards walking around, trying to find the slaves they needed. The total number of cages here was about 70.
The wizards here were all chatting in low voices.
Most of the slaves inside the cages were old and the rest were in their middle-ages.
"So they are the slaves with specific skills. You can find cooks, blacksmiths, herb masters, and gardeners here."
"Get me the better ones." Angele through a mid-level magic stone to the waitress.
The woman looked excited as she caught the magic stone carefully.
"Of course. I'll find you the best ones."
"I need to find myself one more gardener. I'll see you at the entrance. Take your time," Shiva said.
"Sure." Angele nodded.
Angele and Nancy spent some time going through the slaves the waitress showed them. There were cooks, gardeners, coachmen, blacksmiths, herb masters, and sailors. The magic stone he tipped the waitress worked very well.
Angele picked 18 slaves in total, three for each job. Most of them were strong and well-trained. They could live for more than ten years in Nola after consuming a special potion the slave trader concocted.
After everything was done, Angele asked the waitress to take him to find some young girls.
There were many wizards checking the area the young girls caged in.
There were more than ten rows of cages and in each row, there were four to five wizards chatting about the young slaves with the waitresses.
"There are three different types of cages here. The first level has girls with decent body conditions and they're under ten years old. The second level has girls with average body conditions and they're under 15 years old."
"And the third level…They're younger than 18 years old, but their body conditions are questionable. Which level would you like to check?"
The waitress was showing a much better attitude after receiving the magic stone from Angele. One mid-level magic stone was more than her yearly salary, so she decided to take the chance.
"Don't worry, I'll just look around," Angele responded and walked to the first row on the right.
Inside the dark metal cages, there were young girls that were around seven to eight years old. Some were trying to stay away from the wizards walking around and some just looked lost. Angele saw several girls staring at him curiously and some were just taking a nap inside the cages.
"I'm here for young girls that can be trained into smart maids. The younger the better. Otherwise, they might die during the times I'm doing my research in the labs," Angele said as he walked.
"Don't worry. All the slaves here are fed with the Essence of Blue Saber." The waitress walked to one of the cages on the left and tapped on it.
"For example, the girls in these cages are around 8 years old. Ten years later, they'll stop growing once they reach 18 years old. Their life energy will burst out and prevent them from being killed by the strong radiation. Some can live for more than 20 years."
Angele looked to the left as he heard the explanation.
Inside the cage, there were two girls sitting on the floor, their appearances were identical and the clothes they were wearing looked dirty. Their skin was smooth and elastic. Angele found their long black hair beautiful.
The two girls lowered their heads. They feared the wizard that was staring at them from outside the cage.
"What do you think, master? They're from an island called Sand Forest in the Gem Sea. The residents on the island were eliminated by wizards from Nola as they robbed the merchant ships around for years. Their parents died during the fight and they're very smart. You don't have to teach them twice."
"Sounds like they'll become great maids." Angele nodded slightly. "I'll take them then."
He threw another mid-level magic stone to the waitress as a tip.
"So, how much for the two girls?"
"You already gave me more than enough," The waitress replied politely, "I'll deduct the price of the slaves from the magic stones you tipped me. There'll be plenty left for me."
"Good, not greedy. I like you. What's your name?"
"Kesha, master, my name is Kesha." The waitress smiled. "If you want anything else, you can come here. In the future, just tell them you're looking for me."
"Just give me your communication rune." Angele pursed his lips.
When Kesha heard his words, she nodded quickly.
After giving Angele the communication rune, she stepped to the side and said, "Master, you may go check the slaves you just purchased now. I'll show you to the room."
She waved at another waitress, then a woman walked to them and opened the cage.
Angele followed after Kesha through the hallway and stepped into a door on the side.
The room was small and empty, about the size of a bedroom.
The floors were white and the walls were painted in light yellow.
Kesha and Nancy waited outside the room.
After several minutes, the two girls were pushed into the room by a waitress and the door was locked immediately by her.
Angele stood in the middle of the room and stared at the two young girls.
"Come here, I need to check your bodies."
The two girls knew it was their chance to leave the slave cage. Furthermore, Angele seemed like a nice person.
The girl with a longer hair grasped the hand of the other girl and walked to Angele slowly.
Angele crouched and pulled the broken dress off the girl in the front, revealing her clean and smooth body. She stared into Angele's eyes as she held the other girl's hand tight. It seemed like she was not shy at all.
"You have a pair of beautiful eyes." Angele nodded slightly and straightened his back. He then pulled the other girl off her.
"Turn around for me," he ordered in a light tone.
The girl in front released her hand and spun around first. Her body was nice and clean.
"No scars, no wounds, great. Open your mouth and stick your tongue out."
After Angele spoke, the girl opened her mouth to show Angele her tongue. It was pink and normal. Also, her teeth were white. It seemed like she was cleaned before being sent to the room.
"Raise your arm and …"
After about ten minutes, Angele finished checking the two girls. He asked them to put on their dresses and left the room.
Nancy and Kesha were waiting patiently outside the door.
"They are clean and healthy as you promised. If everything goes well, they could live for at least 15 years." Angele nodded.
He wanted to train them as maids so that Nancy could be freed from housework. The two girls were smart and no tracking spells were planted inside their bodies. They were also good-looking and healthy.
"I'll take them both. Let's move." Angele clapped his hands. "Also, get them some nice clothes. How will they be transported to my place?"
"We'll arrange you a free carriage with a coachman. They'll go back with you. Don't worry about it."
"Sounds great." Angele nodded again, satisfied with what he acquired from the slave auction house.
Kesha took the two girls to the carriage. Angele returned to the entrance with Nancy and saw old man Shiva waiting for them.
"So how was it? Found what you needed?" he questioned in a light tone.
"Yeah," Angele responded.
Shiva stopped for a second and said, "I feel uncomfortable buying them actually. Those slaves are not treated well."
"You're too kind." Angele smiled.
"Is that so?" Shiva looked tired.
"Don't think too much about it," Angele pursed his lips. "That's how this world works. The weak will be ruled by the strong." He blinked his eyes.
"If the weak want to make changes to their lives, they'll have to work their way up to the top. You feel sad for them because you're powerful enough to change their destiny."
Shiva opened his mouth slightly, but no words came out of it.
"Let's go."
Angele walked past Shiva and vanished into the shadows in the hallway.
Chapter 222: Situation (1)
Translator: Leo Editor: Frappe
Angele and Shiva returned to their own residences using the carriages provided after leaving the slave market.
The slaves were camping by the lake temporarily, and he asked the dwarfs to build a stone house for them. The stone house would be built on an empty area beside the lake.
The two girls were already trained to do basic housework. They could clean and organize the house perfectly. The tea they made was also tasty.
Angele named them Amy and Alice. They were homophonic to number one and number two in Anmag.
Everything was going smoothly as he had planned.
Angele did not regret his failing to buy the centaurs. If he decided to go all in for the centaurs and extract the ancient blood later. His ability might be exposed to the public as the four in the front would wonder why this young man spent so much money for the centaurs. He decided to go for other rare creatures later when he had the chance.
The great harpy produced by the evolved signet was still slumbering, and Angele was waiting for the day when she would wake up. He wanted to visit the Nightmare Realm again.
Angele continued to study the enchantment system and since he had some spare time, he wanted to figure out how to get recruited by the Six Ring High Tower.
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In the southwest of the Six Ring Area.
There was a large grassland in the seemingly infinite sea of trees. The grass was cut perfectly and the area was surrounded by well-organized white flowers.
In the center of the area, there was a large gray building that looked like a humongous arched bump on the ground. It looked like the building was sliced in half and the cut was the entrance.
There were four white stone pillars supporting the building by the entrance. They looked like four floating sticks that were barely providing any help. The whole place looked mysterious.
Angele saw people in white robes stepping in and out of the arched gate. Wizards vanished into a ball of smoke after leaving the gate, and he also saw people stepping out of a ball of smoke that appeared from nowhere.
There were also people landing in front of the gate with their flying mounts. They jumped off their mounts and simply walked into the gate.
Most of the wizards around the gate had serious expressions on their faces and were not hiding their mentality waves.
There were two naked female statues in front of the gates with raised right hands and on their palms, there were two golden glowing crystals. Both statues had wings on their backs; one was on the left and the other was on the right.
A young man wearing a white robe walked out of the forest and joined the crowd. His brown short hair was eye-catching but other than that, he just looked like an average light wizard.
He was tall and slim, and there was a silver glint on the surface of his skin. His eyes were surrounded by a golden glow.
"This is the southwest branch of the Six Ring High Tower," He raised his head, staring at the stone statues, and muttered. He could sense the energy waves released by the statues, and the energy was radiating throughout all the people entering the gate.
Only formal wizards could handle that level of radiation. Wizard apprentices would take permanent organ damage if they tried to enter using force.
"Alright. Green, I have to go now. Take care," a light wizard beside the young man whispered. "Contact if you need anything else. I need to deliver something to my master." The light wizard had a messy blonde hair.
"Are you the only student working for Spencer? Don't tell me he only has one apprentice." Angele shook his head.
"Well, I live close to the master…That might be the reason…" The light wizard was named Averan, one of Wisp's apprentices, who broke the limit not so long ago. Angele had recently learned that Wisp's real name was Spencer.
"Thank you for leading me to the gate. You found yourself a great master by the way." Angele smiled. He was still doing business with Wisp.
"That's my pleasure, master Green." Spencer bowed to Angele politely. "Now if you'll excuse me…"
"Go ahead."
Averan took two steps back and disappeared into the forest.
Angele turned around and walked straight toward the gate.
He stepped on the stairs and saw the wizards around talking to each other using energy particles.
Angele entered the gate and saw an enormous hall that looked like the inside of a church.
He raised his head and looked at the ceiling that was more than ten meters above him. Countless black wooden chairs lined up on the floor and a narrow path in the middle divided them into two areas.
Some light wizards already sat down on those chairs.
A long black stone pillar stood in front of the chairs quietly and there was a female light wizard reading the information on it.
The hall was deadly silent. The wizards were entering and leaving all the time, but no one spat out a single word. Most of them only sat down for several minutes before leaving. Some of them were handed small bags by the person at the entrance though some were not.
Angele checked the surroundings and sat down in a random seat.
The chair was cold and hard and there was a hint of flowery fragrance coming from it. He noticed that the other wizards would close their eyes for several seconds before standing up and leaving.
He sat on the seat and put his right fist over the chest for about five seconds.
A wizard apprentice walked to him from the right side quickly.
"Master, follow me please." It was a middle-aged man with a blank expression on his face.
Angele looked at the man. His right arm looked stronger than his left. The man was surrounded by curses from the dead wizards, and it seemed like the wizard apprentice made some contribution to the dark wizard hunt.
"Alright." He stood up and followed after the apprentice.
The two entered a wooden door on the left, then passed through a patio and arrived at an arena.
There were several light wizards waiting inside. They were brought here by apprentices just like him.
The wizard apprentice led Angele to the left side, and he waited alongside the other wizards.
Several minutes later, two more wizards were brought in.
The number of light wizards in the arena reached six.
"Rivalia, you again…Just give up. You come here every year."
A thin man sneered and started mocking a handsome blonde man beside him.
"Same to you. You have never passed the test," the blonde man responded.
"Some new faces here. Young and fresh." The thin man glanced around and shook his head.
"Gross." A muscular bold wizard said in a cold tone, "The hunt team will test our skills and I'll kick your ass if they paired us together."
"Come at me now. Why wait?" The thin man shrugged.
"F*ck off! Both of you! Noisy as f*ck!" A pretty female wizard suddenly yelled.
"So most of the people here have done something inappropriate in their lives." The blonde man named Rivalia chuckled. He glared at Angele and the other male wizard with a hood. They were the only two that had not spoken in the arena.
"Something inappropriate? What do you mean?" Angele wondered.
The others stared at him after hearing his question. They looked surprised.
"You don't know that joining the hunting team will remove all your criminal record?" Rivalia explained.
"I don't." Angele shook his head. "I'm not here for that to be honest."
"For real? Do you know how many people die in hunting team each year?" The thin man questioned and the man with the hood also stared at Angele curiously.
Angele shook his head.
"Huh? I thought this was the only way to join the Six Ring High Tower." Angele shrugged and forced a bitter smile on his face.
He had no idea on how to join the organization. In fact, one of his purposes was to acquire more information from the other people in the arena.
This was not only a branch for the hunting team. It was also a location that the organization used to transport the wizard apprentices and wizards. The wizard apprentices from the Sea Hawk dock would be sent to the school through the portal here.
"I want to join the enchantment department." The person beside Angele took his hood off, revealing a long, smooth blue hair. It was a young girl and there was something wrong with her right eye as Angele could not find the pupil, and her left pupil was blue.
"How many departments are there? Could you enlighten me?" Angele asked politely.
"The enchantment department, the hunting team, the herbalism department, and the potions department. That's all I know," the girl with blue hair responded.
Angele wanted to ask something else, but he was interrupted by a female voice.
"Come here if you want to join the hunting team, wizards. If you wish to join the other department, please stay at your position."
The voice echoed in the arena, but Angele did not find where the voice was coming from.
Only the girl with blue hair and Angele stayed in the arena, while the others followed a wizard apprentice who led them to a different room.
Angele decided to stay here because he made a promise to Wisp's organization that he would not reveal his potion concocting talent to any of the three major organizations. He needed to make others think that he was just an ordinary potion master.
Angele considered the benefits and decided to keep his promise. He only had basic knowledge about potion concoction. Potion masters would suspect how he concocted all the potions with minimum experience. Zero did most of the work for him, but that was not how potion masters in this world concocted their potions.
If he could successfully join the Six Ring High Tower, he would be able to acquire a lot of new knowledge.
A wizard apprentice walked to Angele and the girl with blue hair.
"Masters, please follow me."
The two followed the wizard apprentice down the hallway and arrived at another hall.
"So which department are you trying to apply for?" the apprentice asked politely.
"Potions."
"Enchantment," they answered one by one.
"Alright, Cynthia. Take her to the master that's in charge of the enchantment department." The apprentice gave the order to a female apprentice on the side.
"For sure."
The girl was led to the exit of the hall quickly.
"Master, this way," the apprentice said politely.
Angele nodded slightly and followed him out of the hall. They entered a garden with colorful plants everywhere. There were two old light wizards chatting beside a tiny clear pond.
"Master Ander, master Vista." The wizard apprentice stepped forward and bowed to the two old wizards.
Their hair was white and messy. Angele looked at the wrinkles on their faces and wondered how old they were.
Angele scanned the two using Zero. The mentality waves they were releasing indicated that they were at the Liquid stage.
He compressed his mentality so that other wizards could not determine which stage he was at. In order to disguise himself, Angele decided to release a mentality wave that was identical to the level of a Gas stage wizard.
Angele could not imagine what would happen if those old people found out that he reached Liquid stage before 30 years old…
Chapter 223: Situation (2)
Translator: Leo Editor: Frappe
The two old wizards glanced at Angele.
"Interesting. You want to join the potions department?" The old man on the left said in a light tone, "Young man, my name is Ander, and I'm in charge of testing the applicants. You know the basics of potion concocting, right?"
"Come on, no point in wasting our time. Take him to the potions lab. Following the rule, you need to concoct a healing gel within one hour. It should be easy if you know the basics." The other old man was getting impatient.
"Healing gel? Or healing potion?" Angele questioned.
"They're basically the same thing." Ander slightly nodded, he stared at Angele and hesitated for a second. It looked like he was a bit confused. "Alright, go to your potions lab and finish your test within one hour. Don't try to play any trick. We know what that potion looks like."
Angele knitted his eyebrows. He felt uncomfortable listening to the two potion masters giving orders like that, but he knew that that was how the potion masters treated other wizards. They were the only people who could supply the organization with the basic potions.
The wizard apprentice led him to the other side of the pond and they entered one of the potion labs.
"That'll be your potions lab. I'll come back in an hour. Please use your time wisely," the apprentice said in a light tone.
"Sure." Angele nodded.
The room was a bit dark. On the left side, there was a table that was covered in potion concocting equipment, such as the beakers, burners, and the test tubes. Everything needed for concocting the healing gel was here.
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Half an hour later.
"Ander? What're you thinking?"
Vista stared at Ander. Looking confused, he waved his hands several times in front of Ander's eyes.
Ander shook his head slightly.
"Ah, nothing. This kid reminds me of something."
"What thing? Why don't you just tell me?"
"Well, everyone has their own secrets, right?" Ander smiled. "Okay, I'll go check that young man's potion skill first."
"There are people waiting for me. I'll talk to you later. See you. Next time you come to the east, make sure you contact me." Vista chuckled.
"Of course. We know each other for a long time, so how can I forget?" Ander shook his head speechlessly.
"Alright then, I'll be leaving now." Vista turned around and walked to the garden, then he vanished into the narrow path.
Ander watched his friend leave before walking to the potions labs on the other side of the pond.
'That feeling…It's identical to the wreckage I saw earlier…It can't be a coincidence.' He stood outside Angele's potion lab and started thinking.
'I need to do some basic tests."
Ander turned around and walked away. He entered a small potion lab by the end of the row.
He locked the door right away.
The room was empty, and the stone floor was covered by a magic circle surrounded by runes. Some of the blue runes were glowing but the rest was fading away.
The magic circle looked broken and the glowing runes were the only source of light in the room.
Ander walked to the center of the room and waved his right hand.
*KA*
His right arm turned into a black wing within seconds that had a metallic silver glint on the feathers.
Ander swung his wing in front and created a black vortex. He stepped into the center of the vortex and started invoking incantations.
As the vortex got intense, red glow surrounded Ander's eyes, and his incantation speed was increasing.
The vortex slowly slowed down and disappeared after a while.
"That's it! I knew it!" Ander's right arm turned into black smoke and formed the human arm he originally had. The old man looked excited about the intel he just acquired.
"It's my lucky day now! HAHAHA!"
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*CHI*
The green liquid was slowly injected into a translucent crystal tube and the liquid was still bubbling.
Angele held the test tube in hand and he flicked it slightly.
*DANG*
He was satisfied with the result he acquired.
*Creak*
Suddenly, the door behind him was pushed open and he heard footsteps.
Angele turned his head around and saw Ander standing by the door.
"Master Ander? Good timing, I just finished making the healing gel…" he said calmly.
"There is…some ancient blood flowing through your veins…right?" Ander sent the message using energy particles.
"Huh?" Angele remained calm. "What are you talking about? Ancient bloodline? You mean the bloodline of the ancient monsters? I certainly don't have that in my body."
"The ancient bloodline of the harpies…I can smell that from you…Don't try to hide it from me." Ander sneered. "Don't try to kill me. I know the bloodline and I know the power of the illusion signet. I can summon the hunt team within a second. You can't fight a whole group of Liquid stage wizards and possibly a Crystal stage wizard."
Angele leaned to the right and peeked outside. There were several wizards walking around who did not look like ordinary light wizards.
"You're kidding, right? What are you talking about? I know nothing about the bloodline." Angele's brows furrowed.
"Explain it to me then. What's that signet on your palm? The signet from harpy's bloodline can only be created on the palms. Can you show me your palms if you're telling the truth?" Ander pursed his lips.
Angele's heart rate was increasing, but he was trying not to show anything on his face.
The two remained silent after exchanging words. The only thing Angele could hear was the footsteps of the wizards outside.
The place was a branch of the hunting team and it was impossible for Angele to fight all of them just by himself. The old man probably had special methods to contact the team. Even with the illusion signet, he was certain that it would not be highly effective on a Crystal stage wizard.
In addition to that, in Nola, he could not cast high damage spells without being detected by the towers, so his skills were limited.
However, he could not afford if Ander leaked his secret about the ancient blood.
"Hey, Lawrence, what do you need?" An incredibly powerful mentality wave appeared outside the door.
Angele held his breath and decided not to do anything stupid.
The mentality wave was much stronger than the first Crystal stage wizard he met in the mission, and his instinct was telling him to stay away from that man.
"Nothing, you know what's happening to the resource points, right? I want your opinion on that," another man responded.
The two were chatting beside the pond. The two strong mentality waves were the brightest in the night sky. Although they were far from the potions labs, they could get to Angele's room within seconds.
Angele narrowed his eyes. "What do you want? Tell me."
"Tell me how you extracted the ancient blood. Otherwise, you know what's going to happen." Ander chuckled. Angele could see the greed in his eyes.
"Ah, one more thing. I'm a contracted potion master of the Six Ring High Tower. I'm marked with a special life mark. If you kill me somehow, you'll be tracked down by the hunting team." It seemed he was not confident with his fighting skills so he decided to threaten Angele first.
"Is that so?" Blue light dots flashed in front of Angele's eyes. The method of extracting ancient blood involved the use of the chip. It was impossible for him to give Ander the complete procedure.
"The method…Sure, I'll write that down for you. I found it by luck, actually. If you don't tell me, I won't ever know that it was the ancient bloodline." He slightly nodded his head.
"Sounds great." Ander sneered again.
Angele had to write down the method recorded in the books he found in Ramsoda's library. He switched some of its concepts and tried to make it look complicated so that Ander would not notice the method was fake.
Half an hour later, Ander checked the notes from Angele and looked satisfied.
Ander raised his head and looked at the pouch on Angele's belt.
"Hey, give me your pouch too. You need to pay me so I won't run around and tell others your secret."
Angele gritted his teeth and stared at Ander. The two strong mentality waves were still outside. He hesitated for a second before he threw his pouch to Ander.
*PA*
Ander caught the pouch and checked the contents. A surprised look appeared on his face.
"You have some great items here…" the old man muttered.
"Happy now? I extracted the ancient blood by luck. Don't be too greedy," Angele said calmly. He was waiting for an opportunity. After the two strong wizards outside left, he wanted to finish off Ander without triggering the life mark. It was not an impossible task.
"One more thing." Ander stared at Angele in his eyes.
"Transfer your illusion signet to me." He suddenly lowered his head and tried to find the signet from Angele's palm. "Do it, I want it right now. I know you can transfer it."
The atmosphere here was heavy.
Angele narrowed his eyes again. Invisible black flower patterns appeared all over his skin. They looked like snakes that were moving around and surrounded by a mysterious aura.