Warlock Apprentice

The world’s consciousness brought disastrous weather upon its arrival and vanished from people’s sight silently.

The sky regained its brightness when gentle sunlight came shining down again.

Angor followed behind Sunders and returned to his professor’s manor on Phantom Island. When looking from the side, Sunders’ handsome and gentlemanly look was decorated by a golden rim by the sun.

“Professor looks pretty good. No wonder Lady Mirror asked for something like that,” Angor muttered to himself.

When thinking about Lady Mirror’s request, Angor immediately felt a headache.

If Lady Mirror asked something from himself, Angor would comply without a doubt. But she asked for Sunders, and Angor certainly could not make the decision in place of his professor.

“I should be the one returning the favor. Why drag Sunders along?” Angor only grew more frustrated.

Flora made a “hee hee” sound and pointed to Sunders’ new golden ear nail. “I’m just curious about the Sorcerer’s Garden.”

“Then you can go find the tree spirit. It has a garden inside its body as well,” said Sunders.

“That’s different. Your garden is new. I’ve never seen a newly-constructed garden before. Besides… I really want to see my dear professor’s garden.”

Sunders sneered. “There’s no difference. The law in a new Sorcerer’s Garden is not condensed. It doesn’t differ from a plane fragment in the slightest.”

Flora curled her lips.

“Something else?” Sunders glanced at her.

Flora muttered “dumb guy” under her breath and floated to Angor. “Well, Leona asked for something.”

“Leona?” Sunders remembered a certain witch who loved dresses decorated by flower petals. “She asked you. What’s it to do with me?”

Flora gently kicked Angor’s shoulder with her bare foot. “Because it got something to do with Angor.”

Sunders stared at her and waited for an explanation.

“Leona saw Angor outside the island, and she smelled the essence of Glutton Flower Lord on him. She wants to make a glass of pheromone perfume recently, and she’s quite fond of the smell,” said Flora as she took out an alchemy vial used to extract gaseous materials. “Just a little. Some pressured gas in the vial will do.”

Angor did not know what was going on yet. He never paid attention to his smell these days. He thought it already dissipated. But how—

Angor sniffed at himself and realized the smell of essence was still there.

“Angor, sweetie, you want the smell gone, right?” Flora revealed a sweet smile.

Angor nodded. The smell ruined his manly image!

“Then you can give it to me, alright?” Flora’s smile grew more and more charming.

Before Angor could agree, Sunders interrupted them. “The smell of Glutton Flower Essence can soothe your soul and improve spirit concentration even if the effect is reduced now. It’s considered a tier-1 alchemy material. Also, the world has not witnessed any Glutton Flower Lord for thousands of years, which means this material values way more in the view of certain individuals.”

Flora’s smile instantly disappeared. She looked at her professor with a sad look. “Aw professor, with a new student, you forgot about your old one? I’m still your student too. Don’t ruin my business!”

Sunders tilted his head and smiled. “Ruin your business? No. I’m simply reminding Angor of the basic rule in this world, which is, equivalent exchange.”

Flora threw an angry stare at Sunders. In the end, she took away all the smell on Angor’s body by paying the boy 1,000 merit points. Then she left and slammed the door behind her.

It was not much. About ten magic crystals. Still, Angor gladly accepted the income. With the smell removed, this was a double benefit!

However, Angor also had a strange feeling about himself. Someone just took some kind of good smell from a gentleman’s body to brew perfume for women? That did not sound right.

He recalled reading about some ancient eastern recipes about making perfumes. Some of them were animal excrement, such as ambergris. Some were extracts taken from male glands, such as musk. When thinking about this, Angor felt better.

“Now this is strange. Last time you came, the smell already vanished on you. Why did it come back all of a sudden? Did it have something to do with your experience in the Nightmare Realm?” Sunders mumbled.

Angor was puzzled as well. “I don’t know. I’m sure I didn’t smell it in the last days, so I thought it was gone. I wouldn’t have noticed if Miss Flora didn’t come.”

Sunders considered for a while. “No matter. Let’s put such trivial things behind. We shall talk about your training during the last month.”