Warlock Apprentice Chapter 1347: Section 1348 Matters Before Leaving

Chapter 1347: Section 1348 Matters Before Leaving

Although the creation of the Phantom Limb was enabled by the world’s consciousness as a reward, which allowed for it to be created in a short amount of ti, Sanders was very aware that this so-called reward was also based on the wizard’s own foundational knowledge.

Therefore, even without the reward from the world’s consciousness, Angel estimated that he would not need much ti to create it on his own.

Setting aside the earlier discussion on spatial displacent for the mont, Sanders was very satisfied with Angel’s ability to observe details, especially when it ca to the Phantom Limb alone.

Many details in everyday life can potentially be the inspiration for new spells.

Observing details is a fundantal course for every wizard. Even Sanders, who had now beco a True Knowledge Wizard, would occasionally take so ti to imrse himself in mories, observing details that had once been overlooked in the scenes rembered.

The conversation about combat ca to an end, including the so-called test of strength, which Sanders had raised only to lightly set aside after a brief discussion.

Sanders, with interest, asked another question, “For any spell you create, whether you’re willing to share it publicly or not, you should have your own internal assessnt, including the spell’s na, level, scope, and foundational prerequisites… So, how do you classify these two new spells you’ve created?”

Angel replied, “The Phantom Limb, simply called the Art of Phantom Limb, is of average complexity, but it places stringent demands on the body. If integrated with bloodline abilities, a second-level apprentice could learn it. The prerequisite, however, is that they must also understand the basics of Illusion Technique.”

“As for the other ‘door,'” Angel paused, pondering for a good while before continuing, “Let’s tentatively call it ‘Spacial Portal’ for now. The Trick model for this spell is quite complex, and both its scope and learning prerequisites need further definition.”

Sanders raised an eyebrow, “Tentatively? It seems that you still have so unresolved issues in your mind regarding this spell?”

Angel nodded, “The use of the Spacial Portal consus an unusually large amount of energy, and with my current Magical Core reserves, I cannot complete its research thoroughly. So, for now, it remains provisional.”

While that was said, the main reason it was only a provisional na was that the “special energy” effect had not been finalized. Therefore, a comprehensive definition was not yet possible.

Sanders looked deeply at Angel, feeling that Angel’s explanation was sowhat vague, but still barely accepted this explanation.

“Regardless, these two creations will be very useful to you,” Sanders remarked with a sigh. “As your ntor, I am heartened to see your growth.”

The topic rested there for the ti being.

…

In the following period, Sanders focused on providing nourishnt and protection for Jon’s physical body, until four days later.

At that ti, atop the cloud soil, Angel was experinting with new uses for the Phantom Limb.

The rain arrived unexpectedly, with mist carried by the distant mountains enveloping Gru Town in a haze in an instant.

Angel retracted the faintly glowing Phantom Limb that surrounded him back into his body.

The sudden downpour didn’t really interfere with Angel’s experints, but he paused because he had noticed the long-missed sound of horse hooves coming from the main road outside the manor.

Standing next to theor, Angel looked toward the exterior of the estate, and his expression showed puzzlent when he recognized the newcor.

“Why would it be him?” Angel watched the visitor enter the estate and then get led into the castle by the Turin butler.

While Angel was deep in thought, a familiar whisper ca from behind him.

Turning around, he saw that Sanders had, at so point, appeared atop the cloud soil. The rain that fell upon him did not wet his clothes; instead, it seed to solidify the mont it ca close to Sanders, transforming into glistening beads that slid off his garnts.

“Jon’s condition is stable for now, but to solve his problems completely, we’re still facing the sa old challenges,” said Sanders, pausing for a mont. “I will keep an eye out for inscription issues for you. As for manpower… do your best to improve yourself, for you certainly wouldn’t want another True Knowledge Wizard to take care of Jon.”

Angel nodded, “I understand.”

“Things here are almost settled; it’s ti for us to prepare to leave,” said Sanders, glancing at the clouds obscured by the heavy rain. “After this rain stops, let’s set off.”

Leaving was already part of the earlier agreent.

The next destination was Black Castle, in search of Greya. The journey was as much for Toby as it was a promise to reunite Popota with his sister Hua Que.

The reason Sanders ntioned waiting for the rain to stop was, in fact, to give Angel ti to prepare.

Or rather, to give Lyon ti to prepare.

Sanders leaned casually against theor, not minding the pouring rain, and thus entered the Wilderness of Dreams.

After a mont of contemplation, Angel flew down from the clouds and walked into the hall.

As soon as he arrived in the hall, Angel saw Lyon giving instructions to the Turin butler, who stood next to the previous visitor.

The mont the man saw Angel, excitent shone in his eyes, and he bowed, saying, “Honorable Transcendent, sir.”

Angel quietly looked him over.

He was a handso man, dressed in a vest, trousers, and leather shoes, with a coffee-colored, patterned overcoat, and wore a deerstalker hat… However, at the mont, due to his salute to Angel, he had taken the deerstalker hat off and placed it on his chest.

His attire was ticulous, giving him the air of a promising young man. But just a month ago, he was quite down-and-out, and could even be described as unkempt, a far cry from his current appearance.

“Richard Kafu,” Angel said softly, stating his na. This man was a private detective, and thanks to him, Rolando had been found so easily at the ti.

Angel glanced at Lyon, who imdiately understood and signaled the Turin butler to take Richard down first, while he approached.

“Why did you call for Richard? Has sothing happened in Gru Town?” Angel asked, puzzled. Even if there had been so trouble, Uncle George should have been able to solve the case easily; there was no need to specifically find a private detective in Waterford, right?

“There’s no case; this chap ca on his own, wanting to find a position on the estate,” Lyon explained.

Because of the previous incident with Eulica, the manor had lost a number of servants, and now even the fields and tea gardens on the estate went unmanaged. With spring approaching when labor is most needed, the Turin butler, after consulting with Lyon, decided to recruit so servants from Waterford.

And Richard was one of those who showed up.

“Normally, recruiting servants requires signing a servitude contract. But Richard was only looking for a position. Considering the help he had provided to the ntor before and the tests I subjected him to, I agreed, since he’s also aware of the Transcendent matter. We signed a regular servant contract with him,” Lyon said, pausing, “If you think this is inappropriate…”

Angel shook his head, “I have no objections. Since he ca to us, then let’s use him.”

Angel had only brief contact with Richard but had a rather good impression of him, and indeed, the man had talent.

“That’s good to hear. I’ve tested him and found his capability in managing personnel to be very good. I have already let him work with the Turin butler; I believe the butler will arrange sothing suitable for him,” Lyon said.

“Richard’s matter is a minor one. I ca to find you because of sothing else,” Angel looked at Lyon, “My ntor has finished his seclusion, and if nothing unexpected happens, we will leave after the rain stops.”

Although Angel didn’t state his intentions, Lyon knew it was ti to give his response.

He had weighed his options during these past days and, after much contemplation, had reached a decision in his heart.

“Alright,” Lyon nodded. “Actually, I’ve had my travel items ready, just waiting for you to co to .”

Angel wasn’t surprised by Lyon’s response, “What about the estate’s affairs?”

“I’ve left everything to the Turin butler; he will handle it. Now with Richard’s help, I’m quite at ease,” Lyon paused, “Plus, when White Bear ca by, I also asked him to look after the estate if he’s free, and he agreed.”

If it had been Lyon two months earlier, he probably wouldn’t have agreed because, for him, responsibility was of utmost importance. As a lord, the people of his domain were responsibilities he couldn’t abandon.

However, the Eulica incident had given him a great shock.

The deaths of the Head Maid Mana and other close servants made Lyon gradually understand that if one’s own strength couldn’t reach a certain level, he would only be able to watch helplessly as his people died before him in similar events, impotent to change their fate.

Lyon was already planning to improve himself; moreover, he indeed wanted to see more of the broader world.

So, agreeing to leave with Angel was also a natural opportunity.

Although Lyon ntioned that he had his travel items ready and was just waiting to leave, this departure was rather abrupt, and it was uncertain when he could return, so he still needed to make urgent arrangents for so estate matters.

While Lyon hurried to make arrangents, Angel returned to his room.

In the small compartnt, Angel saw Popota engrossed in the insect hive.

“Angel?” Popota looked surprised, “What brings you here?”

After a pause, without waiting for Angel’s response, Popota excitedly said on his own, “You’ve co at the right ti, I’ve discovered the queen seems to have entered a stage of energy accumulation for laying eggs!”

Angel had intended to tell Popota that it was ti to prepare to leave the estate. But Popota’s words had captured Angel’s attention.

“Energy accumulation for laying eggs?” Angel’s eyes flickered with surprise, “Is it that special laying state described in Insercott’s manuscript?”

Popota nodded vigorously, “Exactly!”