Warlock Apprentice

While on their way back, Angor was still trying to figure out the possible secrets hidden by Lucas. It wouldn’t be mere coincidence that so many supernatural individuals were looking for his traces.

Previously, Angor only wished to ask about Lucas to solve an insignificant suspicion bugging his mind, and whether he could learn a definite answer didn’t matter. But after he saw other supernaturals involved in this matter… he felt his curiosity aroused.

Since he had Lucas’ logbook, he might as well check some of the places mentioned in it.

“Lost Paradise City in the Anrum Monarchy…”

According to the logbook, Lucas fell into great despair because no one believed his stories. He then ended his own life at Lost Paradise City.

But if that was the case, then there was no way Lucas’ corpse would show up at Devil’s Water along with his logbook.

Angor wanted to check the last spot mentioned in the book. In the meantime, he also wanted to keep an eye on the other visitors mentioned by Gurman.

The “bird woman” probably would not come again, but the first visitor who had yet to receive Gurman’s files would probably show up soon.

“Stop it! I saw Mister Wizard earlier. He’s not exactly a nobleman, telling from his clothes. He won’t like what you said.”

Startled, the lady who discriminated against common civilians quickly used her fan to cover her powdered face.

The curtain to the testing area was moved aside as Charles walked into the hall. Richard quickly went to his son. He didn’t have to ask anything upon seeing Charles’ pale look.

“Guess this is our fate then.” Richard sighed helplessly.

Seeing Charles slumping down on a chair with great depression that didn’t fit with his usual manners, the chatting people in the hall all quieted down.

“Even the mayor’s son failed… Is the test very difficult?”

“Oh my… I wonder if my daughter will be okay.”

More time elapsed as groups of people came and left in disappointment.

From morning to dusk, Angor had tested on almost a thousand candidates and found not a single talented one.

Everyone, including Angor, wasn’t feeling very pleased with this. Angor was just reminded of the difficulty of discovering talents. Finding Tulu on The Limpet was some serious luck that could not be repeated.

The mansion finally regained its peace as the last person left the testing room, after which Angor showed up and yawned. He basically wasted a day.

No wonder people all avoid taking this job… he thought.

He moved to the center of the hall and saw two noblewomen questioning the reliability of the test openly.

“Is this a scam? How come that my brilliant son failed the test?”

“It must be! My daughter said she was chased out when she only poked at some crystal ball. What kind of test is that? I heard that all wizards loved knowledge, so I told her to read a lot of literature. So it was all useless? This test is unsanctioned, I say!”

“It isn’t wise to be a bigmouth, ladies,” he said as he tossed two nightmare energy beams at them.

The ladies suddenly pointed at each other and began screaming.

“What-what’s happening to your face?? Your mouth-don’t eat me, ahhhhh!”

The other bystanders quickly realized what was going on and decided not to test Angor’s limit. When they saw Angor not doing anything else in particular, they found their excuses and left the mansion, except for the ladies’ husbands who approached Angor with the look of both pleading and fear.

“A true nobleman, or noblewoman in this case, does not forge lies or false accusations without receiving punishment. This small punishment will go away after a month,” Angor said this and turned away.

The mayor seemed to have something to tell him, but he didn’t give the man a chance to talk. With a swift move, he triggered the flying effect on his boots and went into the sky.

Toby came to him to deliver a message just now, that the man he was waiting for had arrived.