Chapter 895 - Enlarged Larva Egg
Toby ran off to hang out with the Moonlily Fairy, leaving Angor alone in the ice room.
Jon did not appear too different from before. His vitality seemed balanced enough, and that slight smile around his lips never stopped.
“Sighhh…” Angor shook his head.
He thought about telling Jon the dream wasteland, but he changed his mind. He would like to make sure he could actually keep Jon’s consciousness first. He couldn’t get Jon’s hope up and then fail the experiment in the end. Jon probably wouldn’t blame him, but it would still haunt his conscience for a long time.
He simply remained in the ice room and silently looked at Jon’s sleeping form.
For now, he would not enter Jon’s dream and disappoint him.
A while later, he left some Akeso’s blood for the Dream Weaver to eat, before he stepped out of the room.
Auri, who was dressed in a summer maid uniform, was waiting for him outside the door with an expectant look.
“We might need to be careful about it. It’s already good enough if I can still come to you anytime when I’m all the way back at the Fey Continent.”
“Yeah…” Freud held his chin and paced back and forth. “Then there are lots of things we can do with this accessibility. I need to start a new project about this…”
“When you have time. I have something to ask. Do you know—”
Angor stopped talking when he heard strange noises coming from a small house nearby. It sounded like metal pieces grazing each other.
Using his “nightmare vision”, he looked inside the house and saw an aged woman with white hair and a kind look who was sharpening a metal stick against a grinding wheel.
“You invited her here?” he asked Freud while pointing to the said house. In this “safe zone” he determined, the Dream Gate would not alert him when foreign entities were taken inside.
“Yes, sir. That’s Tayla, the chief clothier working for the Silverheron Clan. She retired and lived a reclusive life in Freighting Town.”
“But what’s she doing here?”
“I mean to use her as a test subject, to see if I can keep her consciousness from vanishing when she dies.”
“You can find some criminals from the prison for that purpose.” Angor frowned. As far as he could see, the old woman was an innocent citizen.
“That used to be my plan, sir. But if I do that, I’m not sure I can regulate them when I can’t use any wizardry power. You told me that your teacher is a terminal patient, right? Tayla was in a similar condition.”