Chapter 238 - Fate Walker
Angor glanced back at the funny man in a white bear costume who just showed up from a path nearby. He had a black-painted cane in his hand.
Angor frowned a bit. He was not dressed as “Baron Milk” today, so this man probably did not recognize— Hey wait, he’s coming right this way with a smile!
The white bear stopped beside Angor and still smiling innocently.
“Fate let us reunite.” His chubby face revealed a joyful expression.
The word “Reunite” probably meant White Bear knew who Angor was.
“Excuse me, what are you talking about?” Angor turned to face the man.
“Oh, nice. You finally spoke to me like normal.”
With that, Angor turned away.
“Can we be friends?” White Bear yelled.
Angor pondered. Toby seemed pretty agitated around White Bear, while Angor himself did not really mind. A Prophet apprentice as a friend might be able to help him predict disasters.
“Of course. Name’s Angor.” Angor’s voice came from afar since he already walked some distance.
“Hobson! I’m Hobson Seeley!” White Bear shouted back.
Angor was already nowhere to be seen, and White Bear did not know whether he was heard.
White Bear was still wondering whether Angor was the man he had been looking for. Unintentionally, he used his Telltale of Guidance to inspect Angor’s fate string.
“It’s gray…” He frowned. “Looks like this new friend of mine’s having a tough luck today.”
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Angor was now too far to hear White Bear’s mumbling.
Since he failed to learn anything about Nausica, he could only return to apprentice town.
It was nearly dusk. Both the mountains far away and the structures in the town were coated under an orange aura.
Dave said he would come in the evening. Angor decided to check out the questing hall when it was still bright. According to Dave, the hall provided many quests which asked to buy alchemy weapons.
It was ten days away from the grand auction in Twilight Well, and Angor really needed some money. He did not wish to keep asking Dave to help sell stuff, so he planned to see if he could accept some quests on his own.
Speaking of questing hall… Angor never went there since he joined Brute Cavern.
The questing hall was located in the middle of Tree Spirit Garden. Angor took a sky bus. There was another young apprentice on the bus with him. However, Angor failed to notice this since he only spaced out on his seat in his own thoughts.
The young apprentice drew Angor’s attention by exclaiming loudly as the bus climbed high in the sky along the tree and was surrounded by clouds.
Angor looked his way and noticed the apprentice was looking outside the bus through the window.
He was exclaiming when a middle-aged witch in a black wizard robe and moon-tattooed wizard hat flew past the bus on a broomstick.
“Nice. I wish I have a vehicle like that too! But it’s so expensive…” The young apprentice deflated a little while he stared at the flying witch.
Vehicle? Angor listened to him and considered whether he should get one of those as well. He could use a sky bus in the mirror world to travel around, but there would always be a time when he had to go outside.