Warlock Apprentice Chapter 1605: Section 1606 Semi-finals

Chapter 1605: Section 1606 Semi-finals

The next day.

Angel visited Fangling Hall again.

Today is the semi-finals of the Newcor’s Tournant, divided into two matches; in the morning, Xiliu will battle Onassis, and in the afternoon, Asaz will face Trom. Although Angel still believes that Xiliu’s chances of winning aren’t high, he still intends to go watch.

When he arrived at Fangling Hall, Xiliu surprisingly was already awake, but she looked still very groggy.

Angel inquired about Xiliu’s tactics, but her response was rather clueless.

“Tactics… haven’t thought about it. I’ve already heard of Onassis’s abilities, and I have no idea how to fight him; I’ll just see how things go at that ti,” she said.

This fit Xiliu’s character quite well. As a Talented One with the ability to alter the properties of water, she might also inherit so of water’s will. She is not fond of fighting by nature, and for her, reaching the semi-finals was beyond expectations. Even if she were to be eliminated at this stage, it would have already been worth it.

Angel didn’t say much more. If he were in Xiliu’s position, he wouldn’t know how to deal with Onassis either. Moreover, the outco of a battle is often unpredictable, and sotis it’s better to adapt on the fly.

After a brief conversation with Xiliu, Angel found Allen.

Allen was sitting by the window ledge, a stalk of snow grass that produced a copious amount of refreshing icy water in his mouth, gazing into the azure sky lost in thought.

It was only when Angel approached that Allen belatedly turned his head.

“I’ve already asked around for news about Irene,” Angel said, getting straight to the point. Allen’s expression slowly gained focus from its previous daze.

“Where is she now? Is she still in Sky chanical City?” Allen asked with a face full of anticipation.

Angel shook his head: “I don’t know if she’s here, but according to the information I’ve got, Irene did not participate in the Newcor’s Tournant.”

Allen asked, puzzled: “Didn’t participate?”

“Yes, at least there’s no record of her in Sky chanical City’s Sky Tower or Infinite Battle Tower. Perhaps there are records of her participating at the Sky Tower of White Coral Floating Island Academy, but as you know, the information of different Sky Towers cannot be shared in real ti.”

This was the ssage Glenn had sent him in the morning. There was no need for Glenn to deceive him, so it was certain that Irene had not participated in the Newcor’s Tournant of Sky chanical City.

But whether she had co here was a different story. After all, Sky chanical City is not only a hub of financial flow; the population movent is also very frequent.

After hearing this, the hopeful gleam in Allen’s eyes dimd once again.

If he had not received the ssage about Irene participating in the Newcor’s Tournant, he might not have cared whether Irene ca to Sky chanical City or not. Unfortunately, Moro had sent the ssage… Now that Irene has not arrived for the tournant, Allen is even more worried that sothing unexpected might have happened to her on the way.

Seeing Allen’s worried appearance, Angel thought for a mont and took out a communicator to contact Glenn.

After a while, Angel said to Allen: “If you’re really concerned, you can go to this address to find a Wizard Apprentice nad Glenn. He can grant you access to the Signal Tower to contact people from White Coral Floating Island Academy. You can use it to reach out to Moro and inquire about the specific situation with Irene.”

Angel wrote a row of addresses on a slip of paper and handed it over to Allen.

“However, if you want to use the Signal Tower, you’ll need to bear the cost yourself.”

Allen took the paper, his face showing imnse gratitude as he incessantly thanked Angel. As a forr culinary Apprentice who had worked at the Butterfly Tavern, he could certainly afford the Signal Tower’s fees. Unfortunately, he no longer had the privilege to use the Signal Tower. Now that Angel had helped him secure this opportunity, he was truly thankful.

After receiving the slip of paper, Allen imdiately said his goodbyes and hurriedly left Fangling Hall.

After Allen left, everyone from Fangling Hall, including Serum, ca out from their rooms and headed to the Infinite Battle Tower to cheer for Xiliu.

Upon reaching the Infinite Battle Tower, Angel parted ways with them. He planned to observe as a special judge this ti and also wanted to hear what the other mbers of the judging panel thought of Onassis.

The much-anticipated semifinal match kicked off at ten o’clock in the morning.

To Angel’s surprise, among the permanent judges, he saw an old acquaintance, Midora’s disciple— “Mad Bear” Sabo, once again.

Sabo actively moved his seats suspended in mid-air closer to where Angel was. Before Angel could speak, Sabo said, “I thought you would only co for the final match, but I didn’t expect you to be a judge today.”

“I’m quite curious about this Onassis, so I ca to watch. Plus, his opponent is from Barbarian Cave, so I naturally pay more attention.” Angel paused before asking Sabo, “Speaking of which, what’s your take on Onassis?”

Upon ntioning Onassis, Sabo sighed and shook his head, “His ability is too peculiar, yet it doesn’t seem like a Talent. I have so speculations, but can’t confirm them.”

“Using philosophy as a spear?” Angel tentatively asked.

Sabo was sowhat surprised, and he nodded, “Exactly, we suspect that he uses philosophy as his ans of attack, but I’ve never heard of such an ability, so I can’t be sure.”

Angel: “The world is full of strange and quirky abilities, wielding the spear of philosophy is indeed possible. Just like if there had never been a Magic Painter Wizard, who would know that a painted plane could also form its own realm?”

“True, but to walk such a unique path, with no predecessors to guide, one can only forge their own path through thorns. Yet Onassis’ courage is sothing I admire,” Sabo sighed.

“You just said that you still can’t confirm his ability. Haven’t you asked those who have competed against Onassis?” Angel asked with curiosity.

Sabo: “Of course, we asked, but everyone is baffled. Speaking of which, my unworthy disciple also fought against Onassis.”

“Are you referring to Bismarck?”

Sabo nodded, “Bismarck also returned to Sky chanical City this ti to participate in the new star competition, but he didn’t even pass the preliminary round. The main reason was that he encountered Onassis.”

After the match against Onassis, Bismarck had no clue what had happened.

He vaguely rembered that during the match, he suddenly had the desire to seek “freedom”.

And this freedom wasn’t the kind one would understand in the literal sense, but rather ant to completely rid himself of his physical form, even freeing himself from his brain, as he felt even his own thoughts were confined.

If not for the tily discovery by the dical team, he might have already hard himself.

“What happened after that?”

“There’s nothing after that, Bismarck forgot what happened during the match afterward, and only had so vague impressions. That’s for the better, to avoid getting trapped in inscrutable philosophical speculation and being unable to extricate himself.”

It is precisely because the contestants mostly forget what occurred on the stage after the match that it is difficult to discern his exact ability.

But it was mainly confird within the scope of “using philosophy as a ans of attack”.

“Perhaps Hydra knows sothing? However, even though Hydra attends every match, he rarely talks about Onassis in the judging panel.” Sabo said this and glanced at Hydra not far away.

Hydra remained with his eyes closed, but he seed to sense Sabo’s gaze, turned his head toward Angel’s direction, and nodded slightly as a greeting.

Angel was about to continue inquiring about Onassis’ match when, at that mont, the light screen above the arena displayed… the match was over.