Warlock Apprentice Chapter 849 - Stalactite Water

Chapter 849: Stalactite Water

“Without that apprentice, I’m sure Goldspink has what it takes to win the war. And if not, we’ll just accept our defeat like real fighters.”

When hearing her words, Angor quite admired this princess who threw herself to the front line soon after bearing a child. Even so, he didn’t agree to help because of this. He promised to deal with the unknown apprentice in exchange for sothing he was interested in, which was Tavier’s sword.

How did the mortal weapon contain fire elents on it? As an alchemist, Angor would like to find the answer.

Normally, it was extrely difficult to gather magical elents at the Old Earth, where such elents were slow and stagnant. He wondered if, by finding the secret held by the strange sword, he could also learn sothing about what caused the particular lack of elents on this land.

For this reason, he was fully willing to spend two days away from Padt Manor.

“Now that I offered my help.” He looked at Tavier, who was almost jumping in delight. “Will you tell the second treasure you ntioned?”

Tavier looked worried. She feared that Angor was tricking her into spilling the information before changing his mind and leaving.

“I have more than one way to find out, and you won’t even notice,” Angor added. “But I didn’t do so. Since I’m negotiating with you, I ant to stick to my part of the job.”

Tavier nodded. In her view, it was so easy for wizards to read people’s minds.

She then explained what helped her sword contain magical elents briefly. There wasn’t much she could say because even the owner of the treasure didn’t know much about it.

“Stalactite water?” Angor was rather surprised to hear the “treasure”. Previously, he thought the Shannon Clan had sothing that stole all the elents in the environnt. But according to Tavier, it was a strange stalactite hanging on the ceiling of the palace basent that granted her sword the special property.

Every 30 years, the object dropped a single drop of liquid. An item that received this liquid would be added with magical elents. The authorities always put weapons under the stalactite since the elents worked well with arms for combat. Each ti such a chance ca, they would find the best weapon they could get for this purpose.

“So... the liquid is used for giving weapons fire elents?” asked Angor.

Tavier nodded, then shook her head. “It’s not necessarily fire. We have a plate in our treasure vault with water elent lingering on it. Amazingly, the plate gets filled with water on its own no matter how dry it is.”

She then described more items passed down by her family during the past centuries, including a dagger that easily cut through steel, a blade that froze anything it hit, a wand that arose mini sandstorms when wielded...

The clan gave these weapons nice-looking nas such as the “Bayonet of Heaven” and “Gaze of the Winter Goddess”. Tavier’s sword had a similar na too—Mulahill’s Fury. It was nad after a legendary deity worshiped by certain people in the Old Earth.

Angor wasn’t interested in these awkward nas. He just wanted to know what kind of stalactite produced different elents so conveniently.

For now, he assud that the “stalactite liquid” was a type of stable aggregate that contained a large amount of elents inside, which was why it could grant the elents to other objects.

Yet he couldn’t understand why opposite elents, such as fire and water, could exist in the sa thing without causing magical reactions. As an alchemist, he knew it was impossible to blend conflicting elents onto the sa item.

Unless... the said stalactite was a Mystery item?

If this was the case, the stalactite would show its Mystery power when powering up other items, by which ti wizards could easily detect the energy and find it. It wouldn’t be staying with the Shannon Clan for such a long ti.

Angor decided to finish his job first before going to the capital to check the strange treasure himself.

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The Moonwater City was a large coastal city that had the biggest harbor in the Goldspink Empire—Vichy Harbor. Several years ago, Angor boarded The Redbud from here. He was not a stranger to this place.

It was dusk when they arrived. They jumped off Gondola and headed to a military camp located outside the city.

Everyone who saw Tavier saluted her politely. However, Angor could see that all the soldiers looked rather glum.

Apart from showing Tavier the respect she deserved, the soldiers would also give her sympathetic glances for so reason.

Occasionally, there were people who wished to speak to Tavier, but they would then walk away instead.

“I’m sorry for letting you see our people in such a bad shape,” said Tavier when they arrived at a large tent, which seed to be the command center.

“With such terrible morale, I doubt they can defeat Heylan invaders even if I remove the apprentice from the fight,” said Angor.

“They are acting like this because of the Heart Gorger, sir. Without that monster, my n will return to their best condition in no ti.”

“Let’s hope so.”

Angor wasn’t planning to go and look for the apprentice at all. Since the enemy always sent the Heart Gorger to attack people in command, Tavier, as the leader of the newly arrived army, as well as the princess of Goldspink, she would definitely beco the most obvious target.

There were probably spies watching over the camp right now. As long as Angor and Tavier walked through the main door in the open, the monster would co sooner or later.

This was the reason why the other soldiers in the camp were looking at Tavier like that—they thought their princess was as good as dead now.

“If nothing goes wrong, the monster will attack tonight.” Tavier found a comfortable chair in the tent and sat down.

Angor moved to the window to look outside. There was only one man in golden armor guarding the tent, while everyone else had left.

“I told them to stay away,” said Tavier, “so they don’t die as cannon fodder later. The man you’re looking at is General Aaron from the Morn Family. He asked to accompany to Yai and won’t leave until he gets revenge for his kins.”

“He’s either overconfident or downright stupid,” Angor scoffed.

There were only several hours until midnight. Instead of waiting idly, Angor chose to go over Freud’s notes and continue studying Dream Walk using only his mory.

He opened his eyes when the moon was high.

The entire camp was now quiet and still except for wavering candle lights. By using his spirit feelers, Angor noticed that most of the soldiers were still awake while looking at their tent warily, hoping that the monster wouldn’t attack tonight.

“By the way, the apprentice wrote a letter to you asking for your treasure. Where did he learn about it in the first place?”

“It’s our fault.” Tavier sighed in distress. “We always keep the presence of the treasure as our top secret. After getting that letter, father believed we had a spy or betrayer among us. After so investigation, we noticed that the third consort was missing. We found remains of burnt letters in her room. Letters from Heylan Imperial.

“That was when we discovered that she’s from Heylan. She was being too friendly to my brother probably because she wanted to get her hands on our confidential information. Sohow, she found the stalactite and sent the info to Heylan, which in turn drew the apprentice to us.”

Tavier suddenly began to sob. “After carelessly revealing the secret, my brother wanted to and his cri by offering himself as a tribute. That was how we fended off the Heart Gorger from the palace.”

Angor saw Tavier almost crying and decided not to ask about their secret weapon that used people’s lives to work.

He might as well go and take a look at the capital.