Warlock Apprentice

In the last blink of second before Isabella’s attack connected with Angor, Angor suddenly lifted his head. A strange voice echoed from his mouth, “Isabella.”

It sounded too sharp to be a man’s voice.

Such action surprised everyone on the scene, including Bogula, who had escaped somewhere else by teleportation. Everyone gazed at the young man who appeared to be fearless in the middle of Ritual of Blood.

Upon hearing “her voice”, Isabella froze up in the air. Her spell was halted for a moment.

“Professor Isa—”

How could this damned kid speak in HER voice?

Soon enough, Isabella removed her unnecessary concerns and continued her spell. She assumed that Angor just used some kind of trick to mimic Isabelle’s voice, which meant she had all the more reason to kill this apprentice who dared to ruin her teacher’s name.

Now the question was, how and why did Angor help Isabelle? Did this mean Isabelle was in a bad condition right now?

Realizing this, Isabella’s expression darkened.

“I’ve been with Angor. I know everything he knows! Ask me if you want to know anything!” Shadow yelled again.

Isabella glanced at Shadow’s limping form and decided to give him a chance. “Good. If you tell me what I want to know, I can give this thing back to you.”

Naga’s head appeared in Isabella’s hand.

“But if there’s even one false word from your tongue…”

Shadow suddenly felt joyful. Originally, he only planned to help Angor again. He didn’t expect to receive an extra reward.

Isabella simply tossed Angor away as if she were throwing junk away. She still had her doubts, but what if Shadow meant it? Telling from how Angor learned Spirit Mantra for real, it was likely that the boy did do something good to Isabelle.

Isabelle always repaid her debts to anyone. Previously, the father of the Krakok priest assisted her, and Isabelle rewarded the Krakoks with Soul Genesis Garden; she also forbade anyone from invading the Krakoks’ new home.

This was why even though the Soul Genesis Garden had sat in the middle of Midworld for a thousand years, nobody dared to claim it.

Supposed that Shadow spoke the truth, that Angor did save Isabelle in some way, killing the boy meant earning a bad impression from Isabelle. Isabella would not want this to happen.

With this in mind, Isabella dropped Angor back on the ground; she no longer intended to kill him.

With a swift move, Bogula caught Angor in his hand, which didn’t attract any hostility from Isabella this time. She had been maiming people with blond hair and blue eyes in order to thin down Bogula’s “beauty candidates”. Now that she might find Isabelle in the southern wizarding region, she no longer had to bow down to Bogula.

Shadow made sure that Angor was only unconscious before he looked at Isabella with a determined look.

Shadow wasn’t going to hide what he learned about Isabelle at all. He’d answer anything Isabella was interested in. However, this would only be limited to facts—he would not tell any assumptions that he heard from Angor.

Such assumptions included the current nature of Isabelle’s presence. They didn’t know whether Isabelle had returned for real or if it was only a fragment of her soul inside Dark Castle.

Revealing this would only cause trouble. Isabella had to ascertain her teacher’s condition herself later.

“First, how did Angor save Isabelle?” Isabella asked her number one concern.

Immediately, a dozen spirit feelers from different wizards appeared around them—Bogula and Talos, as well as a number of other wizards who were aware of the incident, would like to eavesdrop on precious clues.

Isabella quickly saw through their attempts, but she didn’t do anything. Normally, she would drag Shadow to somewhere private to talk. However, she couldn’t do anything harsh to Shadow when Bogula was looking. Besides, Angor, the possible “savior” of Isabelle, was in Bogula’s hands. She couldn’t act all imperiously right now.

For this reason, Isabella chose to speak with Shadow out in the open and without any means of protection.