Angel opened his eyes and returned to reality from the wilderness of dreams.
He stayed in the Wilderness of Dreams for less than a quarter of an hour this time, and after confirming that Leon was safe, he hurriedly returned to reality. The reason is
"Dong dong dong." A crisp knock sounded from the door.
Angel stretched out his finger and tapped the void, and the door a few meters away opened automatically, revealing a hunched figure.
It was Ananda who was standing at the door.
Although the door was opened, Anada was a little hesitant about whether to step into the house. It was not until the sound of "please come in" that Anada lowered her head and walked in staggeringly.
Ananda held a plate in her hand, which contained an exquisite mithril teapot and matching low cup, and a plate of emerald green dessert.
"Sir, this is Yemo black tea and cold refreshments." Anada put the dinner plate in front of Angel with some restraint.
Angel: "Is this what Zslade asked you to send?"
Anada shook her head: "No, my lord, this is me..." Anada suddenly didn't know what to say, and hesitated for a long time without saying a word.
Angel smiled lightly: "So, this is the dessert you prepared... Well, it tastes pretty good."
Angel's peace made Anada's nervous mood slowly relax. She nodded: "Yes, this is the snack I prepared. I am very grateful... "
"I'm very grateful for the adults who told me at the beginning that the matter of Lingye's medicine kept me from despairing."
She prepared this plate of after-dinner snacks also because she repaid the kindness that Angel had instructed at the beginning.
Angel: "So, you switched from Zesslade to Nightfall Potion, and then handed over your youth?"
"Yes." Anada nodded.
"Is it worth it?" Angel lightly tapped the glass tabletop with his fingertips, staring quietly at the gorgeous old acquaintance in front of him.
"It's worth it." Anada said without hesitation: "When I knew that there were wizards in this world, I suddenly felt that my environment and my life were all so ordinary, as if shrouded in a It's a fog that can't be cleared away. I want to go above the fog and see what the scenery will be like."
"I know that only when I become a wizard can I be qualified to see the world clearly."
Anada stuttered a little at first, but perhaps it was the relaxed atmosphere given by Angel that made her voice gradually smooth.
"But I don't have talent. I thought I would be stuck in the quagmire for the rest of my life, until the adults told me that I still have hope. As long as I can find the Night Frightening Potion, I can still step into this field that I yearn for."
This inspired Anada, making her reluctant to give up, leaving the Night Demon City and wandering the wasteland looking for opportunities. Finally, a tired Anada finds the antique shop in Zslade.
Perhaps it was her perseverance that made her fate guide her to the antique shop; or perhaps the antique shop was calling her and she stumbled to find her home.
She eventually succeeded in becoming an extraordinary person, even at a high price.
Angel: "You have taken this step now, have you seen the scenery you hope to see?"
"I saw a little." Anada lowered her head slightly: "But, I want to see more."
Angel smiled, took a sip of tea, nodded after taking the last bite on the plate, and said, "Then I wish you the fulfillment of your wish."
Ananda bowed deeply, took the empty dinner plate, and prepared to retreat.
But when she walked to the door, Ananda turned her head again and asked softly with some hesitation, "Sir, can I ask a question?"
Angel nodded noncommittally.
"Whipbiton... Does he still live on Magic Island?"
"Yes."
Anada thought for a while: "I have something I want to give to Whibiton. Is there any way to get it to him?"
Angel: "I remember that Zslade told me before that Whipidon would come here often."
Anada lowered her head and smiled bitterly: "I... I don't want to see him with this face."
Angel looked at Anada. From the previous conversation, he could feel Ananda's strong pursuit of the transcendent path. He thought that Ananda really didn't care about this skin, but now it seems that he doesn't care at all.
Angel thought for a while: "I believe that Whipidon shouldn't care about what you become."
Anada was silent for a long time before she said, "But, I care." She hoped that in Whipton's memory, it would still be as fresh as in the past, not as old as it is now.
Angel didn't try to understand Ananda's complicated thoughts at this time. He thought for a while and said, "Imaginary Island does not welcome outsiders, but if you believe me, I can help you transfer it to Whipton."
Anada: "I trust your lord."
Soon, Anada took out the items she was going to hand over to Wheaton from her package.
Angel thought that Ananda would give Whipton a memorable thing, such as her personal belongings, or something with spiritual value.
However, what Anada finally took out was a few stones.
There are red characters on these stones, and a faint smell of blood can be smelled.
In Angel's view, these stones are just ordinary stones, but when those red characters appear on them, it makes Angel feel a strange sense of incongruity.
Doesn't seem like a mortal thing
Angel took a closer look. The red characters drawn on the stone were not the words he knew, nor were they magic patterns, but rather lines that resembled the veins of the great will.
Angel suddenly thought of something: "This is a tribute?"
Anada nodded: "Yes."
The so-called tribute is actually a kind of bearing medium of ritual science.
Angel knows very little about ritual science, because ritual science is not popular in the southern region. Although it has not been chased and blocked by extreme sects like inscription literature, there are still very few people in the southern region who understand ritual science, and it can even be said that there are only a handful of them.
Angel only knew that ritual science had a huge system that was not inferior to alchemy.
In front of this stone tribute, there is still a bloody smell, indicating that it was formed not long ago. Angel looked at Anada suspiciously: "You made this?"
Anada nodded: "Yes, this is a tribute to a cobblestone ceremony. As long as it is neatly arranged around the body and a quarter of a magic crystal is consumed, the ceremony can be activated. Its function is to make One is attentive, and at the same time has subtle concentration…”
Wheaton is a person who can't calm down, which is also a headache for Butler Good. Ananda's tribute is aimed at Whipbiton's shortcomings of being distracted.
"Do you understand ritualism?" Angel asked curiously.
Anada: "I know a little bit of fur. I have only learned the cobblestone ritual and a small part of the ritual of praying for food. It was taught to me by the store manager."
Although Angel was very interested in the study of rituals, he did not ask Ananda any more. After accepting the stone, he said, "I will hand it over to Whibiton."
"Sir, can you not tell him that this stone was given by me?" Anada hesitated and said again.
Angel gave her a deep look, without asking the reason, he nodded directly: "Yes."
"Thank you, sir." After Anada finished speaking, she bowed to Angel and slowly backed out.
Angel rubbed the stone in his hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: These two are interesting. Whipton gave Anada potion, and Anada gave Wybiton a tribute...