On the other hand, Sanders in the study was looking at the "Monument of Strange Rings" in his hand.
After tossing and turning, he soon saw the logo hidden in a magic pattern under the stele: a lion's heart entwined by thorns.
Sanders rolled his eyes and understood Angel's thoughts.
"This kid has come this far?" Sanders laughed.
Instead of experimenting with the Monument of Strange Rings immediately, he placed him at one end of the desk, side by side with the falcon ornament. The two ornaments were made by Angel, but from the appearance, one can clearly see Angel's growth in the concept of alchemy.
"Hopefully, you can go further." Sanders smiled.
At this moment, the door of the study was violently pushed open, and Flora walked in angrily: "I'm almost mad at Xiaohong, and every time I see Angel, I take the initiative to send flowers, which makes me want to get angry. Nowhere to scatter!"
"What? Angel made you angry." Sanders raised his eyebrows.
"Of course not, it's not him who made me angry." Flora didn't mind expressing that her anger towards Angel was entirely because of someone's anger.
Sanders raised his eyebrows: "I let you go through the front door, just to obey the rules."
"Why do you follow the rules? I'm a wizard and not a mortal. If you follow the rules and you can step on to true knowledge, then I'll follow them." Flora rolled her eyes, and then she saw the Monument of Strange Rings on the table: "What's this? I didn't see it last time I came here, it's pretty..."
Flora leaned over and said, "Hey, the ribbon pattern inside this diamond is quite interesting. Tutor, what is this?"
"Monument of Strange Rings, a thing that is more interesting inside than outside."
"What's in it?" Flora played with the Monument of Strange Rings, looking interested.
"Okay, I'll talk about this later, let's talk about business first. I came to you this time because I was going to go to Nightmare Realm."
Flora's expression subsided, and as Sanders spoke, her face became more and more solemn. Finally, she nodded: "I see."
…
Angel's bedroom.
"Are you looking for me?" Angel opened the bedroom door and looked at Whipton, who was wandering back and forth in the corridor outside the door.
Since Angel returned to the bedroom, he felt that Whibiton had been lingering in front of his door, reaching out with his mental tentacles, and found that the kid didn't dare to knock on the door, but he kept mumbling something. The urgency of the face.
Seeing Angel open the door, Whibiton looked both surprised and hesitant: "Master Pat... I just want to ask something."
Angel leaned in front of the door frame: "What's the matter? Are you still thinking about Peter Pan?"
"Peter Pan?" Whipton was stunned for a moment: "I really want to know the story of Peter Pan, but what I want to ask is another thing... Has the young master seen Anada recently?"
Anada? A figure flashed in Angel's mind, a sexy stunner with a proud figure. This person is the gangster leader he had seen in Night Devil City. He was born with supernatural power. I heard that he was the daughter of the city defense captain, and he was also Wybiton's childhood sweetheart.
At that time, because Angel didn't bring Anada to the Savage Cave, he was noisy and spattered by Whipidon for a long time. But on the one hand, Whipton was venting his emotions, and Angel ignored him.
"Why did you ask me about this suddenly? How could I know her whereabouts." Angel paused: "Since I left Night Demon City, I have never gone back."
"Is she missing? Instead of asking me, it is better to ask her relatives."
Whipton's face showed a look of urgency: "When Grandpa and I went to Windmill Town to purchase supplies the day before yesterday, I saw her father, Captain Neboya, and he told me that Anada was gone."
Windmill Town is near the Mirror World and is one of several airports in Savage Caverns.
"She's gone, what's the point of you asking me?" Angel raised his eyebrows.
"Captain Neboya told me that Ananda said that she heard your words and wanted to fight. It's been almost half a year since she left." Whipton said urgently.
listened to me? Angel was stunned for a moment. He didn't seem to say anything to Anada, did he
"What does she want to fight?" Angel frowned.
"Wizard, she wants to become a wizard. Captain Neboya told me that the young master once told her that she still has a glimmer of hope of becoming a wizard."
Angel's brows furrowed tightly, Ananda wanted to become a wizard, which Angel knew from the beginning.
However, Ananda's mental strength value is not enough to 10 points, and it can't reach the edge of talent. That's why, in the first place, he brought Whipton to the Savage Cave and didn't bring her, that's why.
However, he had told Anada that there was still a silver lining
Is there
Angel pondered for a moment, as if such a thing really happened. At the beginning, because he didn't have a space bracelet, he went to the Twilight Well to buy a lot of things, so he hired Anada, who was born with divine power, as a coolie. Later, when Anada asked him how to become a wizard, he did reveal something to her because he was in a good mood.
However, the reason why Angel was willing to say it at the beginning was because the Deep Twilight Well had its own great formation, which would make non-talented people forget everything about the Deep Twilight Well. Angel thought, even if he told Ananda that she would be forgotten when she left the Deep Twilight Well.
Did she not forget? Or did she write it down by other means? Like, on paper
Angel pondered for a moment and said to Whipidon: "I told her once that her mental strength is not enough, and the only way to become a wizard is to increase her mental strength. And how to increase it, I only told her. One way is to get the Night Frying Potion."
"Probably, she left to look for the Night Frightening Potion?" Angel speculated.
"Even so, there has to be a place to look for the Night Frying Potion? Does the young master really not know where she went?" Whipton continued to repeat.
Angel shook his head, and in Whipton's disappointed eyes, he handed him the dinner plate that had been eaten and cleaned.
"She is also an adult. She has her own ideas. If she wants to pursue her ideals, let her go. No matter how much you worry, you can't change her decision." Angel said and closed the door.
After a moment of silence, Angel walked to the windowsill.
He saw Whipton walk outside the manor with a low face, and Steward Good stood behind him and kept shaking his head and sighing.
In fact, he didn't say a word just now: only after hitting a wall will you learn to grow up.
But he thought about it later and didn't say it. Although Lin Ye Pharmacy is very cherished, nothing can be said absolutely, maybe persistence can really be exchanged for success, and Anada may finally find Lin Ye Pharmacy.
Everyone in this world is alive and has different life trajectories. No one knows where fate will lead them in the end.
Angel's eyes slowly moved to another Sanders study.
From his point of view, he could only see that Sanders' study was still lit, but he couldn't see what was going on inside.
I don't know if Sanders has entered the nightmare world
The sky was very dark, and a black cloud that came from nowhere pressed down over the Magic Island. After a flash of lightning, the heavy rain poured down with the sound of thunder.
Watching the rain draw different tracks on the glass windows, Angel suddenly sighed, shook his head and closed the curtains.
The sun shines in the sky, the clouds open and the fog disperses.
Angel stretched his back. He spent all night refining an alchemy fantasy with mysterious figurative objects, and finally produced five different finished products. All of them are falcon ornaments, but the movements and appearance of falcons are slightly different.
I looked at the time, it was already seven in the morning.
Come to think of it, Sanders should have returned from the nightmare world, after all, entering and leaving the nightmare world is an instant thing.
Angel put away the falcon ornaments and was going to report to the study.
While walking through the corridor on the second floor, Angel met Butler Good, who was walking from the direction of the kitchen: "Master Pat, you came just in time. Today's breakfast is fresh milk from the stretches of pastures in Windmill Town, and Butter wheat buns. Fruit options have…”
Goode reported a list of breakfast orders, and Angel quickly interrupted him: "Let's put the food in the restaurant first, I'll go over later."
Goode nodded slightly.
"Butler Good, is there any movement on the mentor's side?" Angel thought for a while, and asked in a different way: "I mean, did he tell you what to do for breakfast?"
Good shook his head: "The adults have not eaten for a long time, and usually only eat on some special days."
"Has the instructor ever been out of the room today?"
"Neither." Goode paused: "However, I seemed to see Miss Flora leaving in the early morning yesterday."
Flora has left? Angel thought for a while and let go of his worries. In this case, Sanders should have returned from the nightmare world smoothly.
Saying goodbye to Goode, Angel came to Sanders' study.
But before he knocked on the door, a tired voice came from the door: "Angol, what's the matter?"
"Teacher, I have refined the alchemy illusion, and I will send it over." Angel quickly took out a row of falcon ornaments from the bracelet.
After a while, Sanders' reply came from inside: "I see."
With a flash of energy, the falcon ornament in Angel's hand disappeared instantly.
"Do you have anything else to do? If it's okay, go back first."
Sanders doesn't seem to have any plans to meet him.
Angel thought for a while and asked in a low voice, "Teacher, about the area where the mysterious attic is located..."
"We'll talk about this later."
Before Angel finished speaking, Sanders directly interrupted his inquiry.
Now that Sanders has made up his mind, Angel can only nod his head and leave even if he is full of doubts.
When Angel left, a wind blew out of thin air in the dark study.
The wind blew the curtains, and the morning light came in slightly. But seeing the blood all over the ground, accompanied by the sound of ticking, Sanders, who was soaked in blood, let out a long sigh.