Chapter 670 - Fair Fate
“Angor?” Flora frowned as she didn’t expect to hear this name. “How come?”
“Why not?” Spivet continued, “I’ve done my research. I know Angor nearly created a Mystery item before. Even if he’s not a wizard yet, he fully knows how to make great treasures. Such a treasure is bound to cause omens and stuff.”
By “great treasure”, Spivet meant to say high-level alchemy items valuable to all wizards.
Leona covered her mouth and giggled. “Are you saying this is an alchemy omen?”
Spivet nodded but didn’t understand why Leona looked so cheerful.
Leona flipped her fringe away from her eyes. “You made all that speech, so I thought you’re more cultured than you look. But it turns out, you know nothing.”
“What do you mean?” It was Flora. She also thought about whether this was Angor’s doing since Angor once covered the sky under dark clouds as well.
Magus calmed down just a little. “You… truly have no idea?”
“I’ll say it again. If I know about ‘that’, I’ll be well on my way toward the path of truth instead of wasting my time here.”
“Right, I’m being reckless. I’ll take some time to collect my thoughts.”
With that, Magus’ fake form slowly turned to ash and vanished in the wind.
Those still on the platform spent a moment in silence.
White Bear spoke up first, “Hey, Dodoro, what did you mean by that look?”
Dodoro didn’t reply. He was still watching the direction where Phantom Island was.
Maya gently pulled White Bear’s sleeve. “Quiet now.”
White Bear was taken aback a little and looked at Dodoro again in surprise.
Did this guy see stuff again? But he saw so many prophecies in such a short time! And why isn’t he getting backfired?!
He felt rather defeated when a new student who just joined Maya surpassed his scores so easily.
A while later, Dodoro lowered his head.
“Weal? Or Woe?” asked Maya.
Dodoro didn’t answer.
Maya pondered. “Fair. I see…”
…
The thundercloud was expanding, while the strange power affecting Brute Cavern wasn’t ceasing any time soon.
As time went by, Angor was feeling difficult to stand. The pressure had grown too much for him to bear.
Another giant lightning bolt appeared from the cloud, and as Angor watched in horror, it traveled straight toward his position while he couldn’t move an inch.
For a brief moment, he wondered whether he should eject his soul to escape, but it seemed that he didn’t have enough time to chant Spirit Mantra now.
Am I going to take that upfront?
Can my body even withstand it?!
A pulling force suddenly landed on his body and dragged him back.
Almost at the same time, the lightning struck the railings of the balcony, almost breaking the entire balcony apart.
“You can’t stay put for too long, can you?” Sunders showed up from behind Angor, shaking his head.
Together with him, an old wizard with gray trousers, a clean white shirt, and a finely-trimmed checkered vest emerged from the balcony door. His personal image was arranged so perfectly that Angor did not find a single stray string on his silver hair or his clothes.
“Professor!” Angor knew it was Sunders who just saved his life. Then he carefully bowed to the old wizard. “Mister Rein.”