Chapter 915: A Letter

Angor and Toby landed among the mountain range outside Grue Town and easily saw Thewis waiting for them because that red hair was so eye-catching.

Thank you very much for your help, Mister Thewis. Angor bowed.

I suggest you take your alchemy omens to the sea so that you draw fewer people who want to get their hands on a skilled alchemist. At least stay very far away from Padt Manor. You know this much, right?

Angor nodded obediently. He didnt leave Yamei Province because he wouldnt mind Thewis and Eureka noticing his alchemy omen. It was just that he wasnt expecting to see more people from other organizations to show up at the Old Earth.

The Old Earth was not big. If any other wizards saw him, they were likely to discover Padt Manor as well. Angor was truly grateful that Thewis warned him in time.

Well, sir, this place has not seen any recruiter for ages. The last one was Mister Mara, who came to visit his home along the way. Whats going on all of a sudden?

Thewis frowned. I have no idea. It must be something we dont know. We shouldnt get concerned though.

Thewis began walking down the mountain slope instead of flying. Seeing this, Angor quickly followed behind him for it was obvious that Thewis had something else to say.

That omen displayed different types of energy, one of them being something about stealth. You crafted something for hiding stuff? Thewis asked while pretending that he was striking up random conversations.

Youre right, sir. I need it to conceal the Dream Whelks signal.

Thewis suddenly felt a bit embarra.s.sed. By hiding the whelk, Angor was clearly trying to keep curious wizards who saw the Mystery energy away. This meant Thewis was also on Angors blacklist.

But compared to this, Thewis was more surprised at the fact that Angor spent all the time and resources making a mid-tier alchemy item, just to hide a useless Dream Whelk. This had proved to him that Angor was even more adept at creating different items than he expected.

How did you reach such a level so fast? You train faster than any other apprentices I know of, while at the same time polis.h.i.+ng your alchemy skills to the extent of exceeding those who spent centuries at it!

Thewis immediately regretted asking such a straightforward question. But since he did, he still grew curious as to what Angor would say.

Its all about luck. Angor used his good-old excuse.

Of course Thewis wasnt satisfied. Though he wasnt going to push.

Luck, huh? Guess a really generous Prophet cast a very powerful spell such as Bless on you?

It was a joke. But when Angor heard about Bless, he thought as if something clicked in his mind.

I want to negotiate a trade with you, Thewis said, interrupting Angors thoughts.

Trade, sir?

You help me make potions, in return, Ill agree to one of your requests.

Potions for healing spirit injuries? Angor knew Eureka was in need of these potions, but for some reason, the woman never asked him for help. He was a bit confused to see Thewis mentioning this matter instead.

Correct. Thewis nodded.

Im afraid Im not up for the job.

Why? You think earning my favor is not worth it? Thewis narrowed his eyes and showed a rather dangerous expression.

Thats not it. Ill certainly consider it if its a Tooling request. But for Apothecary, theres not much I can do. I only learned the recipes for two to three types of potions, and the simple antidote is one of them.

Didnt you

You saw what I did when I was brewing Leons antidote, sir. I needed to thoroughly consult Master Mithras handbook. He did grant me lessons regarding Apothecary, but spirit cure isnt included in what I learned so far.

It was a fact. Thewis didnt need lie-detection spells to tell that Angor was being honest.

So he never learned how? Thewis carefully considered. He has Mithra to teach him though, THE Mithra. Surely it wont take him long to study a new recipe?

No Hes fully focused on helping his teacher right now, and he cant find extra time for it.

They had arrived at the main road at the foot of the mountain, where a refugee camp was built. But there werent many people living there right now.

I suggest yer turn back if youre planning to head to Grue Town. Its haunted! An old refugee wearing rags spoke to Angor and Thewis from far away.

No, its not! A younger man showed up from a tent nearby. We saw a team of knights leaving the town just the other day. Maybe a deity or something used amazing magic to cover it up, like in the stories!

Deity my a*s. If there are deities and whatnot watchin over us, I should be enjoying a cup of hot tea at home, rather than pullin my old legs in this sh*thole! Who knows, maybe its some wicked witch who turned the entire town into a graveyard and fed on human flesh.

Quit it, old man. The young man lifted a bird he just caught. Fresh meat. You can have some tonight.

He tore one of the birds legs off, causing a small tube-like object to fall on the ground with a sharp click.

Wait, what do you have there? A carrier pigeon? The old refugee picked the tube up. Where did you get this bird?

Just outside the town. It cant get inside, so I thought I could shoot it down with my bow. I got lucky with it.

When the young man began exaggerating his bowmans.h.i.+p, Angor approached the speakers and checked the letter tube. It seemed his illusion barrier discouraged more than human visitors.

He wasnt interested in someones letter. Even so, he wouldnt mind pa.s.sing it to its destination since he was partially responsible for the dead pigeon.

A moment later, Thewis saw Angor coming back and grinned. You would stick to equivalent exchange with mortals too?

He said this because Angor paid a silver coin to get the letter.

Rules are better if they apply to more places instead of fewer, no?

Heh. If you say so.

While continuing to the town, Angor uncapped the tube and dropped its content out.

It was indeed a letter. But Angor was surprised to see his own name written as the recipient. He didnt remember anyone at the Old Earth who would send him letters in this old-fas.h.i.+oned way.

The sender is Aaron Morn?

As he remembered, General Aaron parted ways with Princess Tavier after the victory at Moonwater City. While Tavier went to deal with enemies at other parts, Aaron stayed at Moonwater as the guard commander.

He also helped Angor greatly when Angor needed criminals to commence his dream experiment.

While wondering what Aaron could possibly want from him, he quickly finished the short letter.

It seemed Aaron meant to inform him that the G.o.d-forsaken brat they captured last time had come back, who then asked to talk to him.

When helping Princess Tavier remove a great threat from the war, which was a rogue apprentice from the Centipede Guild who could summon Heart Gorgers, Angor also found a child, who was supposed to be the reserve member for the guild. Previously, Angor thought about taking the kid with him as a new recruit for Brute Cavern since the child had not studied anything from the summoner apprentice yet.

But later, the kid put the entire army under an uproar by inflicting deadly poison on several soldiers, who would definitely die should Angor didnt help them in time. After hurting the soldiers, the kid escaped from Aarons camp.

Angor decided to forget about this matter since he was no longer interested in bringing such a little demon with him. And as long as people were aware, the poison wasnt much of a threat.

He came back? After all these months?