Warlock Apprentice Chapter 193 - Exposed

Chapter 193: Exposed

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Back in the woods, Pro only showed mild interest in Angor’s alchemy weapon and nothing else. However, what Angor used during his battle against Mundo in the morning was no ordinary alchemy weapon. He shot more than ten tiered-level alchemy bolts with different enchantnts on them!

That totally attracted Pro’s attention.

Pro himself always followed the most correct path of synthesis. In the field of alchemy, synthesis possessed the best potential and possibility to achieve great deeds. On the contrary, enchantnt had little such potential. Moreover, many alchemists who believed in ancient rules did not regard enchantnt as legit alchemy at all.

The core of alchemy was fusing materials and ideas together, thus creating truth in the process.

However, most alchemists who studied enchantnt never figured out the basic anings of runes. They rely forcefully morized them to do enchantnt. This was completely opposite to the essence of alchemy, so many alchemists did not accept enchantnt as a correct way of alchemy.

Yet they must admit that in the early stage, enchantnt could create better results compared to basic synthesis.

To enchant sothing, an alchemist only had to rember a rune and then apply the rune onto the correct material in order to bestow a special effect to a weapon, thus making the weapon a tiered tool.

Those who learned synthesis, however, required a huge amount of ti to look into all kinds of data, gain new ideas, and calculate material usage. They usually had to spend years on end before they could finally create sothing.

Pro had been diligently studying synthesis for 50 years now, and until now, he had only earned a simple glimpse of synthesis. Only when an accidental idea popped up inside his mind could he make a new tiered alchemy item. This was the reason why he only provided sothing new to the shop once in several months.

Compared to enchantnt, synthesis required way more brand new innovations and decades of a learning experience.

Pro, as a “formal” alchemist himself, also regarded enchantnt as a petty trick at the beginning. But after spending several decades without gaining much progress, he sotis would question whether he had chosen the wrong path.

Maybe he would have made a na for himself should he choose enchantnt from the start?

This was usually referred to as “Ostrich ntality”. Instead of admitting failure and accepting the truth, Pro blad his initial decision.

Still, such a mindset helped him to avoid putting pressure on his mind.

Pro never actually regretted choosing his current path. He believed “synthesis” was the real entrance toward the final truth. Not every alchemist could reach the end of the path, but he should at least had an ambition.

Pro was not trying to find the alchemist who made these bolts because he wanted to set a score between synthesis and enchantnt. He had another reason for it.

An old friend who once helped him before wanted him to craft a long-range alchemy weapon. Also, the weapon needed to possess special effects such as “Expel”, “Holy Light”, and “Purify” which were effective against undead creatures.

Pro received the request more than half a year ago. He had made many different alchemy weapons during the ti but without finding any inspiration on how to craft sothing like that.

He learned many material combinations and the effects they granted to items. To create the effect of “Purify” for example, he could use Mass Elixir and a Divine Stone, combined with several minor refinent materials.

Extracting the special properties from these materials could give a weapon “Purify” effect. However, the effect only worked in close range. It would dissipate if the weapon traveled in the air for too far.

For anyone else, Pro could simply postpone the request however he wished. But he owed a big favor to this old friend. Keeping his friend waiting for half a year already embarrassed Pro a lot. Since he still could not get any idea on how to craft the weapon with synthesis, he began to consider enchantnt.

Brute Cavern had not seen another alchemist who mastered enchantnt for many years... until Angor’s enchantnt bolts caught his attention.

...

To satisfy his own goal, Pro was very curious about this unknown alchemist.

Now, Dave’s little friend was the only clue related to this individual. When Dave asked him what had been going on with Angor, Pro explained everything he knew without withholding any information.

Pro acquired every piece of information available to the public in half a day, including Angor’s match schedule, his previous opponents, and so on.

When Dave heard that Angor had been fighting in Sky Tower for more than a month now, he felt really depressed. He always considered Angor as a friend. Also, they t several tis during the month, and Angor never ntioned anything to him!

More than anything, Dave was more surprised at Angor’s amazing progress. Heck, Angor had not lost a single match yet!

Dave remained dumbfounded until Pro told him Angor’s title which caused Dave to laugh out all of a sudden.

Now Dave sowhat understood why Angor had been hiding everything. With a title like that, Dave believed he would also keep it from everyone if he was in Angor’s boots.

Pro sighed in the end. “Your little friend always kept a good distance from everyone. He doesn’t talk much, but his actions are brief and efficient. Of course, he has all the reason to be proud when he has achieved so much at such a young age. What I don’t understand though is how did you beco the friend of soone like that?”

Pro inspected Dave with a curious look.

Dave, however, was completely puzzled by Pro’s question. Was his ntor talking about Angor at all? Not so kind of arrogant weirdo who always called himself the lord or the king of sothing?

Proud? Angor?

He did not talk much? Can’t be. Well, maybe Angor was not a big talker, but he was far from being all silent either.

Dave felt as if they were talking about soone completely different.

“Um, personally, I don’t think the proud and distant man you ntioned is Angor,” Dave stuttered a little.

Pro was surprised too. Then he realized sothing. “So how does your friend look like normally?”

Dave considered for a long ti before he finally ca up with sothing. “He’s... nice. He’s just, sotis, mischievous.”

Pro quickly understood the situation. “I see now. He always hid under a hood during matches and displayed another character. So he must be trying to hide his true identity.”

“Yes, I agree.”

Pro chuckled. “Good for us then. Countless people out there are now looking for Baron Milk, but none of them knows who he really is. We, however, can find out the mysterious alchemist before everyone does.”

Dave thought in his mind. Mysterious alchemist? That’s Angor himself!

“So um, why are you looking for the... alchemist, Master?”

Pro did not hide his intention at all. “I have sothing that requires help...”

...

At three in the afternoon, Angor walked out of his soundproofed room feeling fully refreshed.

His match against Twilight of Night would begin in 30 minutes. He went through the participant information he read before.

[Twilight of Night, Real na: Selena Walton, Age: 24, Female. A Bloodline apprentice who will soon break through into level-3. She fused her beast blood five years ago. Origin of the blood is unknown. Conjectures suggest that she used the blood of a phantom beast. She can use very swift moves and is skilled at confusing her enemies by constantly moving.]

There were also descriptions about the skills she learned and those she was good at. Angor did not really pay them much attention. These were only common speed-related spells.

Which were pointless against Angor.

Speed... Angor was confident that no apprentice could move faster than Toby.

Angor put on his robe and called toward the attic, “Toby! It’s ti to show what you can do!”

Toby left the attic and slowly landed on Angor’s shoulder. It could be seen from Toby’s glimring eyes and its puffed-up chest that the bird was also excited about its very first display.

Thirty minutes later.

Angor stepped onto the arena of the Three Levels of Death once again.

He could sense the excitent coming from the audience when walking out of the participant passage.

The audience stands were completely taken up. Back in the morning, when he was fighting Wasteland Warrior who ranked higher than Twilight of Night, there were still lots of vacant seats. Now, everyone had fixed his or her intense gaze on him.

The attention from thousands of people caused Angor to shiver a little as if their sights were throwing needles at him.

At the far end of the audience stand, a braided old man leaned against a stone mound and spoke to a middle-aged, uniform woman who had a coil-up hair bun and a fine body shape.

“You think the kid will win, lantha?” The old man glanced at Angor.

lantha usually handled the lottery box at Level 1. Today, she left her post and ca to Level 13 instead.

“No idea,” lantha said after so consideration.

“No idea? I think it’s obvious. He defeated Mundo because Mundo was too careless. Now Selena got to be well-prepared. She’s fast too. Bolts without speed runes can never hit her. And even if the kid has those bolts... they won’t do much damage to Selena’s bloodline-improved body... Not unless the bolt is enchanted with both speed runes and damaging ones.

“That ans a composite rune. Composite rune! It’s already a magic array! Even the headquarters don’t have many alchemists who can do that.”

By “headquarters”, he ant the most famous place in the entire southern region for its alchemy capacities—Floating ch City.

lantha agreed with him, but she also rembered when Angor ca to her asking for faster matches. The boy did not seem discouraged by the danger in the Three Levels of Death. He looked confident and said he had so secret weapon.

lantha had no idea what weapon Angor possessed. Still, the boy had to have his own reasons for being so.

“Let’s wait and see. Who knows, maybe he has a hidden weapon,” lantha snickered.

“Oh really?” The old man also smiled. When observed by Truesight spell, Angor’s robe could hide nothing from him. He clearly knew whether Angor brought anything else on his body.