Warlock Apprentice

Angor slowly created a story in his mind to explain what happened here. A long time ago, Mirafall came to the Goldspink Empire and found an entrance to the Torrent Plane. He drew something on a piece of paper to block the plane from the mortal world. He then left a map of the plane as a gift for the Shannon Clan.

Of course, Angor had no proof yet. Though he mostly believed his theory.

If there was an entrance to another world full of elemental creatures, it might have something to do with the element depletion around the Old Earth, because such creatures had to consume elements to survive.

Lochet and Tavier were still mourning their lost kin. Angor wondered whether he should tell them that it was not necessary to kill someone to use the scroll because according to Mirafall, the map only drew “a set amount of energy”. They could always find the blood from multiple members.

Besides, the blood was only a key. To provide enough energy for the item, using magic crystals should be enough.

Unfortunately, the Shannon Clan never knew how to use the map properly, so they kept spending their life energy in a very inefficient way.

Angor considered and decided not to tell the truth. The map remained here as a rarely-used secret due to its “huge cost”, as believed by the Shannon Clan. If they learned the workaround, they might start relying on it by plundering their people for resources.

Furthermore, other supernatural individuals would easily learn about the map as well as the existence of Torrent Plane, thus bringing hazard and conflict upon the Old Earth.

A simple “Neutralize” cantrip was all he needed to remove all the poison from the victims, but these men might need some time to wake up because they had been receiving the wrong treatment.

He collected some blue-grayish liquid he extracted from the soldiers inside a vial and used Narda’s Vision to check.

It was a potent toxin produced by something called the “White-Legged Sea Spider”. Without proper antidotes or useful spells, it would kill within three days.

In other words, mortals afflicted by such a poison were as good as dead.

It seemed the kid never intended to show mercy—he meant to murder these people for real.

Aaron was relieved to see his men safe, but he quickly grew worried again since he was the one who let the culprit escape.

“Just forget it. Can’t be helped,” Angor comforted Aaron.

The child was only a possible talent who might or might not become an apprentice. Since he didn’t wish to join the path of wizardry by normal means, Angor would not force him to.

Angor wouldn’t usually judge people by their nature, but he was still displeased to see the child acting so dangerously.

“Should he appear again, you’re free to deal with him however you want. I won’t care.”

Since everything was finished, Angor simply bid farewell to Tavier and left on his Gondola without waiting for a response.

It was almost nightfall when he returned to Padt Manor.

The brief leave had allowed him to learn a very precious piece of clue, that the “Magic Painter” once visited Goldspink Empire and left a special item behind.

This would doubtlessly cause quite an uproar at the Old Earth, should anyone at Fey Continent hear about it.