Chapter 571 - Irisa’s Request
Short, trimmed red hair, a strange “smiley face” mask, lightweight leather wind coat…
Irisa from Valley of Hurricane.
Angor wasn’t expecting to see this woman soon after giving her a copy of Crimson Crown. He wondered if she came to the inspection room to sell it.
It seemed Irisa had finished her item examination and was leaving from the neighboring room. There was an old wizard in a silver robe following closely behind her.
“Miss-Miss Specter Mask, are you sure you will not sell it during the action? I promise it will be one of the biggest prizes we can present today…” The old man was trying to persuade Irisa of something. His robe had pictures of machinery gears sewn on it, and with each movement, the gears appeared as if they were spinning.
“Leave me already. I’m not selling and that’s final.” Irisa didn’t look pleased.
“But…”
“Shut it. That thing has nothing to do with the other one, and it’s not like their prices are related to one another. I’m LEAVING!” Irisa yelled the last part to stop the old man from keeping up.
Compared to them, Sunders’ image of a traditional patrician was totally acceptable, if not humble.
Naturally, just like last time, Sunders easily earned a spot in one of the VIP rooms.
A waiter took them into “Room 012”, which was located on the third level of the main auction hall. The room was at a position that allowed them to directly look at the auction stage below without being blocked by any obstacles.
As the auctioneer professionally did her job, a number of items came and went swiftly.
The items that were brought out earlier were usually common consumables such as potions. The lots were quite expensive since they were usually provided in bulk, yet the auctioneer did not have many words to say about them.
Compared to the items, Angor was more interested in the auctioneer standing on the stage. She was a middle-aged woman dressed in a silver city uniform and a traditional hair bun while carrying a persistent stern expression.
“Why is she here, professor?” Angor asked out of curiosity.
“She is originally from the city.” Sunders grinned. “Guess she didn’t find whatever she’s looking for at Brute Cavern, so she came home.”
“She’s looking for something in Brute Cavern?”
“She’s the daughter of ‘Neo Beast’. Do you think she stayed in Brute Cavern and got herself a common job in Sky Tower without a reason?” Usually, Sunders would not tell too much irrelevant information to his students. However, he believed that Angor’s scary potential would soon grant the boy a spot to learn about critical secrets in the organization, so it wouldn’t hurt to tell him now.
“‘Neo Beast’?” Angor repeated that name. “You mean Melantha is Lawson’s daughter?”
Sunders nodded.
It was Melantha who assisted Angor to bypass a restriction in Sky Tower. For this reason, Angor once considered her a great helper. However, after the battle against Parasite Queen, the names of both Melantha and Baroque only suggested enmity to him.
He tried to remember Lawson’s face while looking at Melantha.
These two looked nothing alike. Well, maybe they both had that serious expression that they never lifted. But even the expression didn’t look identical on them. Lawson was usually cold-tempered and emotionless, while Melantha was only an old-fashioned lady who couldn’t smile very well.
“I believe Melantha returned to the city to find ‘the path’. Pity. There’s not much Lawson can do to help her,” Sunders commented.
“The path? The path of truth?”
“Correct. She has been too focused on finding her path, which is exactly what’s slowing her down…” Sunders looked away and murmured, “Just like Flora.”
“Miss Flora is looking for the path of truth, but she’s also too focused? What does that mean?”
Sunders chuckled. “You’re doing it right now. You’re thinking too much about it when you shouldn’t.”
Angor only grew more confused after listening to Sunders’ words. Despite having more questions, he didn’t have time to ask because he saw his necklaces being brought to the stage.