Warlock Apprentice

Angor was planning to check out Toby and ask if the bird had any feedback for the music box, so he could do something on the second box accordingly.

Surprisingly though, he did not hear anything in the attic. Usually, at this time, Toby would be holding his “personal concert”.

Why was he suddenly all quiet?

Angor walked into the attic and did not find Toby there. The music box was also gone.

Angor frowned. “Did he take his new toy to his new friend?”

He would not mind Toby’s decision to visit new friends. However, when thinking about how many wizards were cunning enough to trick the bird… Angor grew a bit worried. He had to keep Toby safe for Greya’s sake.

With that in mind, Angor decided to wait for Toby and have a good talk with him, while hopefully checking out who Toby’s new friend was.

Angor could not read her expression since her facial part was all white mist. However, he still felt uncomfortable for some reason.

He tried his best to suppress the uneasiness, then put some red sugar into his cup and took a sip.

“Tsk tsk, such a young handsome fella, like a piece of freshly-butchered, juicy meat waiting to be bitten on,” Lady Mirror’s comment reached Angor’s ears, causing the boy to choke on his tea.

“Ah, you still look adorable when coughing.” Lady Mirror sipped as well. A stream of liquid disappeared as it reached her misty face.

Angor did not want to find out what kind of terrible descriptions the lady would express again, so he put down his tea and took out a one-time space capsule.

It contained his music box. Angor was hoping that he could divert Lady Mirror’s attention to his gift so that the lady would stop looking at his body.

“Oh, what’s this?” Lady Mirror’s tone raised. Somehow, Angor believed the woman just raised an eyebrow despite the fact that he could not see anything on her. “Are you bribing me for something?” Lady Mirror put a finger around Angor’s chin. “But I would like YOU to be the gift.”

“Um, no, I want to thank you for your help last time, and I don’t really have anything valuable, so I made a music box myself. I hope you’d like it.”

“A music box? Such… a memorable object. How many centuries have passed since I heard about such a thing last time?” Lady Mirror fell into deep thought. “I think it was about ten thousand years ago when some noble visitor tossed one in front of my door. God, how it hurt my ears. And I can still remember the terrible noises it created.”

“I… crafted this one, lady. It has a Tranquility Rune, so the sound won’t hurt-”

“Tranquility Rune? You know enchantment alchemy?”

Angor nodded.

“Oh, nice. We Brute Cavern does need more alchemists.” Lady Mirror seemed happy. “But Tranquility Rune and a music box? They don’t sound a good combination. Anyway, let’s check it out. Be prepared though, if it turns out to be another junk, I’ll simply discard it into the void.”

With that, Lady Mirror broke the capsule and released an object onto the table.

She was surprised a little when looking at the crystal-clear art piece.

Her impression on music boxes was still traditional, and she was not expecting something so pretty.

After staring at the object for a while, Lady Mirror spoke again. “An interesting design. I must admit I’ve never seen anything like this before. Strange, yet… well-made. You created it yourself?”

Angor nodded again. “Yes, lady.”

“Good. At least I’ll give you a ‘pass’ considering its looks.”

Still, when it came to a music box, the music it played was the most important. Lady Mirror still wanted to find out about it and toss it away if it proved to be inferior.

Following Angor’s instruction, Lady Mirror found the winding key.

Click, click!