Promi originally planned to have a good relationship with Angel, so he basically answered all of Angel's questions, as long as he could answer them, even if it involved some exclusive skills, he would implicitly point out the key.
When David came back, Angel already had a preliminary understanding of the way of blending.
After receiving the ticket from David, Angel planned to leave. Before leaving, Angel and David said, "I may refine a batch of weapons these days to prepare some funds for going to the wizard's market. Would you like to come over with me?"
Angel made it clear that the purpose of alchemy this time was purely to make money, so there would be no detailed alchemy plan.
David thought for a moment: "Okay, but I have to guard the store during the day, and I'll come over at night."
After Angel left the Prome Alchemy Shop, he did not go home directly, but walked in the direction of the Crypt Wilderness.
In order to climb to the top of the Sky Tower for a while, and he did not want to reveal his name, he did not contact Sairum and Nausicaa during the tower. Now that the tower was over, and it happened to be a free period, Angel wanted to say hello to them, and by the way, let them hear the news of the Twilight Deep Well.
At the beginning, he also said that he would take them to the underground market, but they didn't go there for various reasons, and they finally found it by themselves. Therefore, under the influence of compensation psychology, he decided to use the Twilight Deep Well to make up for the regret of the last time.
However, Angel had a fallacy, he thought he didn't know Twilight Well, and neither should his peers. As everyone knows, he is the most special one. He is still a first-level apprentice, and he almost lives a life like an old wizard.
Entering the crypt, the damp and sultry breath came. Along the way, he saw a number of gatehouses open wide open. Out of the corner of the eye, the wizard apprentices inside were almost shirtless. They didn't look like mortals, but rather like coolies doing heavy work on the dock.
Although the climate in the mirror world is pleasant all year round, there are still some seasonal differences.
Now that it is the month of rest (July), the outside world is actually quite cool, but the crypt is a bit more humid. If you stay in this environment for a long time, the bones will be corroded by moisture and acid.
"With a little effort, there should be some savings, right? This time I have to persuade them to move out of here early." Angel pondered.
But when Angel arrived at his destination, the door was closed. Neither Sairum nor Nausicaa were at home.
"Could it be that he is still doing the task?" There is no way, if there is no one, Angel can only go back.
When he returned to the entrance of the crypt, he accidentally encountered Fusa and Lafitte who were walking back from the outside.
Angel asked them about Serum and Nausicaa, but the two of them were confused, and Lafitte thought for a while: "Why don't you ask Orlando? Orlando has a good relationship with them. of."
Angel thought for a while, it seems that Sairum has indeed mentioned Orlando many times, and even the news that Hook Dick slandered his poor talent was also obtained by Sairum in Orlando.
Now that they have all reached the crypt wilderness, Angel is not far behind. Simply go back to Orlando to have a look.
Fusa volunteered to lead the way, but was ruthlessly rejected by Angel. The last time he was looking for Baluba, Sairum took him to his room in Orlando, so he remembered the way.
Turn left and right and walk for about a quarter of an hour. Angel stopped in front of a porter.
The door opened slightly, and there were lights and candles inside, and when you closed your eyes, you could faintly hear the sound of someone breathing. However, the breathing sound was a bit rapid, like a big gasp after exercise.
Angel thought of some indescribable pictures.
The hand knocking on the door also stopped in midair.
If others are indescribable, wouldn't it be safe for him to knock on the door like this? Angel pondered for a moment, wondering if he should reach out his mental tentacles to inquire.
At this time, there was a murmur from the door: "Rofiger, it's not enough, I still have to eat..."
Rofig? In Angel's mind flashed the figure of a big man with a moustache. This man and Orlando are a pair of close friends. But he remembered that Sairum once said that Raffi was not arranged to go to the world outside the mirror? Why are you back
Angel thought that since Raffig was inside, there shouldn't be anything indescribable, so he knocked on the door decisively.
Angel knocked for a while, but no one responded.
Angel simply stretched out his mental tentacles and got in through the crack of the door. When he looked inside, he realized that Orlando was the only one in the room. He was lying on the bed and snoring. to eat.
"En... This roasted lamb is delicious, Rofig... I want to eat it." Orlando moved his mouth again, and took a deep breath with his nose, as if he was smelling the aroma of roasted lamb.
Angel: "..." He thought there was something strange and strange. Why did his thinking become dirty? It seems that he needs to review it.
Since the other party was sleeping, Angel naturally didn't want to disturb him... No wonder!
Angel stretched out his magical hand and took out a greasy to yellow sock from the boot beside his bed.
"Tsk tsk tsk, the handsome young man has such a profound connotation. It must have been aged for at least a month, right?" Fortunately, he was pulling it with the hand of magic, and Angel was still in a mood to complain.
Across the door, Angel manipulated his magic hand and put the sour-smelling socks in front of Orlando's nose.
Orlando was still sniffing the "roasted milk sheep" in his dream. Suddenly, a mysterious smell came in from his nose, stimulated the olfactory sensor, and transmitted this mysterious information to the brain through neural signals.
At this moment, the dream turned into a nightmare.
Orlando shivered, and then his closed eyeballs moved from side to side.
Seeing this, Angel quickly stuffed the socks back into the boots.
The next second, Orlando suddenly sat up from the bed, gasping and exhaling continuously, as if a fish that was about to suffocate after staying at the 6th place for a long time, finally returned to the water, and the frantic gill breathing dissolved the oxygen in the water. .
For a moment, Angel felt that he was too bad, and he took the lead in using chemical weapons before meeting him.
When Orlando calmed down a little, Angel knocked on the door as if nothing had happened.
Orlando looked in the direction of the door in confusion, with a hint of red tears in the corners of his eyes: "Please come in."
"Good afternoon, I'm sorry to disturb you." Angel opened the door while speaking. When he saw Orlando's appearance, a hint of surprise appeared on his face: "Huh?"
-What’s wrong with you? This was the message that Angel wanted to express in his expression, but because he was not familiar with Orlando, he didn't say it.
Orlando rubbed his nose, with a hint of doubt in his eyes: "It's Angel? Why did you come to me?"
Angel's play had finished, he put away his unnecessary expressions and smiled: "I came to you to ask, do you know where Sairum and Nausicaa went? I went to them just now, I'm a little worried now that I'm not here, so I came to consult with you."
Orlando was still rubbing his nose, which was already red. Weng Sheng replied angrily: "You mean them? It seems to be on a mission, I haven't seen them for several days. But Nausicaa seems to go to the underground market regularly, but I don't know what to do. Know."
This answer is similar to what Angel himself guessed.
"Thank you, then, I won't disturb you, please continue to rest." Angel was unconscious, but Orlando was actually disturbed by him and woke up.
"Wait, what are you doing with Nausicaa?"
Angel repeated the auction of the Twilight Well I heard that the seats at the meeting are very expensive, so I guess I can only watch the excitement on the big screen outside the hall."
"However, it doesn't matter. Anyway, I didn't really go to the auction, I just went to see my best friend, your best friend, you know, it's Raffig!... Raffig's cooking skills are very good... He is very reliable. …”
Orlando's words were endless, especially after he snatched the beginning of the words, Angel couldn't even insert a word in the middle.
Orlando's face was very excited, and he didn't think about who the person in front of him was. Anyway, as long as he could hear the words, it didn't matter who he was.
Angel still remembers that Sairum once said that because he was separated from Raffig, Orlando often ran to harass them in tears, even Hook Dick was not spared. Sairum refused, which allowed Angel to escape...
But Angel escaped the disaster of "separation of best friends", but he did not escape the disaster of "reunion of best friends".
He was a little regretful, why did he speak up just now, just turn around and not...
When he left Orlando, Angel felt relieved. One hundred crows barked at Angel, probably better than talking to Orlando. At least the crow won't ask him to answer, but Orlando will talk for a while and then ask: Is Rofigger's cooking skills very good? Are people nice? Do you feel good? Where is the good? Where is the bad? Just because he wanted to answer, Angel couldn't help but listen to him. If he is perfunctory, Orlando will repeat it all over again, and you must remember it.
However, after such nagging, it is not without benefits. At least the relationship between Angel and Orlando has become closer, not as alienated as before.
It's no wonder that other people shy away from Orlando, but the relationship isn't necessarily bad. This guy is so familiar and cheeky, there's a dense feeling that makes you want to hit him, but you can't start.
Angel was unfamiliar with Rofigger, but this moment was full of respect for him. Being able to become close friends with Orlando should have something extraordinary. At least patience and endurance are not comparable to ordinary people.
…
Angel went to the underground market again, and his goal was the Sky Tower. Originally, he thought that he would not come to the Sky Tower again for a long time, but he did not expect that he would come again after a week. But this time, he was no longer the infamous Milk Baron, but came to the Sky Tower as a spectator.
His purpose in going to the Sky Tower was naturally to find out about Nausicaa's recent game status.
But what he didn't expect was that the first floor of the Sky Tower was crowded with people. These were not spectators, but players. Because there was no place to stand in the contestant area, these people ran to the lobby and waited.
Noisy shouting, low-pitched murmurs, and grumpy drinking, the entire hall was even more cluttered than the wet market.
"The news of the purification of the garden was indeed a depth bomb, blowing out so many wizard apprentices who were potentially underwater..." Angel sighed and squeezed in.
It took a long time to squeeze in front of a staff member.
Angel wanted to find her to inquire about Nausicaa, but the staff member was too busy to pay attention to him.
In the end, Angel was squeezed out again by the flow of people.
Standing outside the gate of the Sky Tower, Angel sighed deeply: Forget it, the news just came out today, and it is still in the carnival period. Come back in a few days when there are fewer people.
Just as Angel was about to turn around and leave, a voice that was quite familiar to him entered his ears.
"Fate guides us to meet..."