Warlock Apprentice

Yorkshire?

Angor immediately remembered someone.

But he had no idea why Sunders would want to know about someone completely irrelevant in the situation.

To Angor, this name didn’t mean too much. It referred to someone he had almost forgotten.

“I do, sir. But I don’t know if it’s the same person you’re asking about.”

“Tell me who you’re thinking about. Is it someone from your family?”

Angor nodded and before he could answer, he felt his right hand becoming heavy.

In the next second, a strong wind began to blow inside the narrow room. It didn’t take long before the wind grew so deadly that a small cyclone had covered up the entire room.

After getting pushed into a nightmare tunnel by Twilight, Angor managed to meditate a lot more efficiently, which helped him attain level-2 within a month. He never considered it as anything special because that plane passageway was probably something extremely rare.

Now that something similar happened again…

“Nightmare energy can hasten my training?” Angor asked, surprised.

“Heh. Frankly speaking, I don’t know. Whether true or not, this doesn’t work on me.”

“Even if it’s true… such power isn’t mine. It’s alien…” Angor lifted his right hand and did not feel any better.

“That attitude is not wrong. Only strength gained through effort is truly your own. However, this shouldn’t prevent you from seeking ‘shortcuts’ when you can find one. As long as you can comprehend how the foreign power came into being, it won’t be difficult to master it. Otherwise, it might become a giant obstacle on the path of truth.”

Angor slowly nodded despite being unsure of whether he was safe.

Sunders shook his head and chuckled again. Angor was the only apprentice he ever met who looked so unhappy about having more strength to command.

“Now open up your mind. I’ll look into your mana pool.”

While still a bit distressed, Angor complied as he welcomed a gentle spirit feeler into his mind space.

Sunders’ examination finished soon.

“… I didn’t find any problem. The foundation is fine and steadfast as it should be. Remember Maya’s words? Your right hand will not bring any serious crisis upon you.”

Angor sighed in relief.

“To make sure,” Sunders continued, “we are to keep an eye on it from now on. Once we settle everything in Sleepless City, we shall go to the abandoned village you mentioned last time. We need to find out whether the nightmare energy in that particular tunnel can affect your right hand in any way.”

The first thought that came to Angor’s mind was that they might run into Akeso, and he didn’t know whether it was a good thing.

Sunders didn’t notice Angor’s worried expression as he was pondering over something at hand. “I can’t let you out for now or you’ll cause more of those energy storms…”

Sunders found the mystery hidden behind Angor’s Nightmare Form getting bigger and bigger. Every time the boy stumbled into something related to the Nightmare Realm, strange things would always happen.

“… Ahem, I should think about those things later. Back to our first question, Angor, who is Yorkshire?”