Warlock Apprentice

Chapter 425 - Choosing Offshoots



Chapter 425: Choosing Offshoots
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Angor opened the door of Centenary Palace and immediately saw Shadow sitting on top of Naga. The latter was obviously breathing heavily with her face blushing all over.

“Am I interrupting? Guess I’ll be off.” Angor closed the door again.

A moment later, Shadow reopened the door awkwardly. He was now fully dressed.

“That was fast…” Angor commented in all seriousness while glancing at Shadow’s groin area.

“This is an adult business!” Shadow groaned.

They walked inside the palace and prepared to talk about their next plan when the grand priest came to seek an audience again.

“Geez, his nose’s sharp like a dog, I tell you. When I came back here first, he immediately knew it too,” Shadow complained.

Shadow wasn’t surprised at all when hearing this. Angor almost created a Mystery Item back at Dark Castle. Creating a vehicle wasn’t a big deal.

Still, Shadow felt jealous. “Hey, let me have a look. What kind of vehicle is it?”

Angor was already planning to test it out in the open, and he reached for his “Gondola”. Before he could get it from his bracelet, the grand priest returned.

“Guess we’ll do it when we’re leaving Water Grasse,” said Angor.

The priest brought 30 Krakok families with a total of 81 individuals to the palace. Every Krakok was trembling in fear when they saw the two giants staring at them.

Angor noticed that there wasn’t anyone too old or too young. They were mostly in the prime of their lives or energetic teenagers.

“Young mister, I’ve already told them about their mission,” the old priest explained. “They know everything apart from the issue of our souls.”

“Pfft. You told them nothing then? Their soul problem IS why we need to do this.” Shadow snickered.

The priest looked down. He didn’t know how to explain the problem to his people, or how to tell them that the souls of their ancestors all became someone’s fuel instead of resting in heaven.

“What exactly did you tell them?” asked Angor.

“That there’s an issue in their bloodline, and we need you to solve that problem. Also, I asked them to bring the bloodline of Krakoks farther and to establish new homes beyond,” the old man replied carefully.

“I see.” Angor nodded and approached the nervous Krakoks. “I agreed to your grand priest’s request to take you away to a new home. I have only one condition while we’re traveling together; you must absolutely listen to my orders, at all times.”

Angor saw the old priest trying to say something and spoke first, “As a wizard, I swear to the world’s consciousness that I shall not harm you along the way. And once you all settle down, I’ll no longer intervene with your actions. What say you?”

The Krakoks looked at each other. They then looked at their grand priest, who wasn’t going to give them any opinions. The old man had already decided to let his people decide their own fate.

The silence lasted for a while.

The grand priest kept glancing at Angor’s impatient expression and feared that the young wizard would suddenly change his mind.

 

 


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