Chapter 755 - Summerdew
Marcel District.
“Angor lives here?” Swan looked at the common apartment building in front of her. “Guy’s not picky, I see.”
“Miss Swa—”
Helen saw Swan’s glare and quickly mended her words. “Swan, I’ll go upstairs and tell him about your visit. Wait for a bit.”
“Alright. I’ll be right here.”
Swan didn’t feel offended because it was just right to address a famous alchemist with respect. Even Lady Payne would do the same.
A moment later, Helen returned with a disappointed look.
“What, he doesn’t want to see me?” Swan raised an eyebrow.
He was in a good position to land a deadly strike against the back of his projection and win the fight.
But as he was gathering energy for the attack, his blue ear stud suddenly began to glow before a man’s annoying voice was heard.
“Hey, teacher! Where are ya? Got time to spare?”
Following the voice was the enchanted punch of his projection, which looked pretty much lethal.
“I-I surrender!” Sabot yelled out without a second thought. He knew that punch would leave him badly wounded if it hit.
As he called, the projection stopped moving and scattered into glitters.
“BISMAAAARCK!!!”
…
Angor looked at Bismarck yelling into the transmitter but without receiving any response.
“Is he like, bathing or doing something else he doesn’t want us to see?” Bismarck frowned.
Are you seriously talking about your own teacher like that? Angor complained in his mind.
The screen of the transmitter finally lit up, which showed Sabot who looked like he was in a REALLY bad mood.
Seeing this, Angor quickly stepped out of the room and closed the door, before he heard the bellowing of the “Mad Bear”. Even across the door and the great distance that separated him and Floating Mech City, he could feel Sabot’s unyielding rage.
A moment later, Bismarck opened the door with empty eyes.
“Come in. The teacher wants to talk to you.”
Angor made sure Sabot looked better and went inside.
“I spoke to Mariyasah the other day. Well, he’s still heading to Ferran for some reason, but he won’t bother you, I think,” said Sabot.
“Sorry for troubling you, Mister Sabot.”
“Don’t mention it. So you have something to ask?”
Angor nodded. “It’s nothing important. Just… can you tell me about the basket witch?”
Sabot frowned.
“Did you run into her?”
“No, sir. I heard about this name out of somewhere, and I’m curious about who she is.”
“That woman. She’s not the kind type. I suggest that you stay away from her.”
…
A while later, Angor left the office while pondering over what he just heard.
The “basket witch” was actually the owner of Summerdew Ridge, Summerdew. According to Sabot, Summerdew was a truth-finder. As a Karabit, she loved biological research and performing body modifications. The name “basket witch” came from the basket-like monster she was always riding, which seemed to be another of her inventions.