Ollie, a maid who serves Angel's daily life, is quite close to him.
The head maid of Mana, the housekeeper of Pat Manor, has served the two brothers since childhood, and it can be said that they are relatives of the elders.
Angel didn't see the two of them in the underground wine cellar, so he looked at Leon with anticipation, hoping to get good news.
Leon's expression was stunned for a moment, and with an obscure expression, he shook his head with a wry smile.
After a long while, Angel came to the room of the head maid of Mana.
Although there was a door, he could clearly feel the situation in the house through the exploration and feedback of his mental power.
The head maid of Mana is no different from the people in the underground wine cellar. Because she was locked in her own room, her clothes were intact, but the head maid of Mana used to be a slightly fat middle-aged woman, but now the loose clothes are draped over her body, like a child stealing an adult's clothes clothes.
Angel did not open the door, but just stood quietly across the door for a while.
Looking at Mana's once round face, became thin and sunken; looking at her once gentle smile, now stiff... The warmth in Angel's memory, the softness in his heart, seemed to be torn into pieces.
After a long time, Angel looked at Sanders, with a hint of pleading in his tone: "Is it really hopeless?"
Sanders was silent.
Sanders' expression said everything, Angel closed his eyes, and the scene was quiet for a while.
After a while, I heard Angel say in a lower voice than usual: "Let's go to see Lord Huis, what should he know."
Sanders was also going to see Huiz, so he did not object to Angel's proposal.
Leon said at this time: "You... don't you want to see Oli?"
Angel was stunned for a moment, his eyes filled with surprise, and then he shook his head: "Forget it, what can I do when I see it, it will only add to my sadness."
Ollie's situation, like the head maid of Mana, was also affected by the red light. Because they were close attendants, Leon did not choose to keep them in the wine cellar, but locked them in his room.
The head maid of Mana is already so embarrassed, go to see Oli... Angel shook his head, Oli herself is a girl who loves beauty, she should be very sad to see her ugly appearance
Seeing that Angel had made up his mind, Leon did not persuade him any more, but just nodded: "Mr. Huis is usually on the cloud and soil in the sky. If there is no accident, he should be there now."
Angel nodded, turned directly to the terrace, and took Leon to the sky from here.
The cloud and soil above Pat Manor was refined by Angel himself, so he knew the position very well.
When Angel came to the cloud soil, he found that there was already a person standing on the cloud soil: Hobson the white bear.
The white bear's expression was dazed, and his eyes kept staring at the short staff standing on the cloud soil. Angel remembered that the short staff was the magic tool used by the white bear for prophecy.
"It's obviously near here, why can't I find it? Where is it, has fate deceived me? Why can't I see anything?" Bai Xiong muttered repeatedly, the magic power in his hand has not been cut off, and he has been facing the short The rod is casting spells, but the short rod is just standing in the present moment.
Bai Xiong was the only one on the cloud soil, and no one else was seen. Judging from the muttering in the white bear's mouth, he should have used the technique of prophecy to find Eureka, and finally found it, but when he came here, he didn't see anyone, so he kept casting spells on the short staff, thinking that his prediction was wrong. .
Angel didn't think so. Although he didn't see Xiuyis on the cloud soil, he remembered that Saunders said before that Xiuyis brought Eureka to the exile space. Since this is the case, then Xiuyisi may not be there. This world, but escaped into the space of exile.
Angel looked at Sanders, wanting to get an answer from him.
However, Sanders didn't notice Angel's eyes. He quietly stared at the tree in the center of the cloud and soil, the goddess of spring, Meter.
Meter is a half-tree-shaped Feather Girl, half of which has been fused with the tree, but Feather Girl's upper body still maintains a human shape, the feather scales are clearly visible, and even her fingers seem to be able to move.
"Sure enough, it's Meter. I heard from you before that you got one. I didn't believe it at the time, but I didn't expect it to be true." Sanders walked towards Meter step by step with surprise in his eyes.
He knows too much about the preciousness of Meter. Meter can make the land fertile, plants flourish, and change the magical environment. With this powerful function, almost every wizard wants to plant a Meter in his territory.
The same goes for the wizards in the Savage Caves, but they have a very good relationship with the Pamiji feathers, so in order to avoid conflicts with the feathers, there is no wizard who owns Meter on the bright side, but it's hard to say secretly.
However, the meter itself is also rare, and almost every meter is recorded by the feathered tribe, so it is not easy to get a meter.
And the Meter in front of him, according to Angel, is a wild Meter that has not been recorded.
This is very rare.
Sanders stood in front of Meter, and Meter seemed to sense Sanders' breath, and his body shrank obviously.
Sanders carefully observed Meter, and there were no marks on his body, which showed that this was indeed a wild Meter. This made Sanders take a look at Angel. This kind of thing can be met but not sought after, but Angel's luck is as good as ever.
At this moment, a pure white and round marble suddenly rolled down to Sanders' feet.
He looked down and saw that there was more than one bead on the ground, and the surroundings of Meter were covered with beads of various sizes, crystal clear and emitting this faint brilliance in the sun.
"Is this the tears of Meter?" Angel also came up, with doubts in his eyes: "How come there are so many?"
The tears of Meter are the only recipe material for spawning the magic plant, and it also has considerable value.
"Mertel's sadness and joy will make her cry." Sanders rubbed the ice-cold beads with thought in his eyes: "The half-tree feathered man, except for the blackened Meter, basically still maintains the The original good truth. Generally speaking, when there is something that makes her happy in Meter's protection range, she will cry. Similarly, when there is killing and blood, she will cry."
Angel couldn't imagine what would make Meter happy during this period. The truth, then, must be the opposite.
There are so many tears of Meter piled up here, which means how many killings and bloods there have been in Pat Manor during this period!
Angel looked at the beads on the ground, as if what he saw was not the beads themselves, but the fresh lives.
Sanders noticed Angel's mood changes, he sighed and patted Angel's shoulder: "Death is not the real end. Besides, things haven't reached the worst."
After all, Sanders stood up and pressed the brim of his hat. In the sun, showing a near-perfect face.
As Sanders moved his lips, in an instant, a small blue-white whirlwind formed in front of Sanders.
"Cough, cough, why is there no elemental energy at all?" The funnel-like little whirlwind suddenly sent out strange fluctuations, which were captured by Angel.
"This is the edge island." Sanders whispered.
When Little Whirlwind heard this answer, its entire body was twisted. Although it didn't wave again, its anger and fear showed.
Sanders stretched out his hand, like stroking the head of a child, and passed the elemental tail of the small whirlwind: "If you want to go back, find the space of exile first and help me send a message."
The small whirlwind hesitated for a while, but still moved. After a while, it turned into blue smoke and disappeared.
"This is the elemental life cultivated by the mentor?" Angel had seen the fire-type life cultivated by Sanders before, called Huo Miao, which was an extremely naughty elemental life, with stoves, chimneys, and kitchens running around everywhere.
"Yes, this is the elemental life I originally cultivated, called a whirlwind. However, unlike the flame, this guy is the most lazy and usually stays in the gravity garden without moving." Sanders sighed, sometimes he wanted to give It is better to change the name of the whirlwind and call it no wind.
"Because it is a wind-type life, it is most sensitive to spatial fluctuations, and it is easiest to let it lock the position of the exile space." After explaining a sentence, Sanders added: "You have reached the peak of apprenticeship, and you should be close to breakthrough. It's not far away, when you become an official wizard, you should also consider cultivating elemental life."
Having said that, elemental life is also divided into good and bad, and if it encounters unsuitable ones, it will even suffer backlash.
Therefore, considering cultivating elemental life, this matter needs to be considered in the long run. Sanders never thought of letting Angel immediately cultivate an elemental life that suits him.
But Sanders didn't know that when Angel heard about cultivating elemental life, he immediately thought of the "door" in the Golden Sparrow Court that was not much smaller than the mouse hole.
At the door of the tidal world, I encountered some strange elemental beings, and maybe there will be more elemental beings behind them.
Moreover, Angel has a vague guess that the mystery of the disappearance of the elements of the Old Earth Continent may have the answer there.
About two minutes later, the small whirlwind drilled out again from nowhere, and along with the small whirlwind, there was a door opened in the air.
Huisi stepped out from the gate.
"Hurry up and take me back, I'm almost suffocated here." The small whirlwind rushed to Sanders' side.
Saunders didn't say much, put the small whirlwind into the gravity garden, and then raised his head to look at Huis, who was on the opposite side.