Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 1784 Before returning
Angel made some designs on the alchemy blueprint on the leather paper, and then stopped temporarily.

First, it is not so easy to complete the alchemy blueprint in a short period of time, and Angel has already made long-term plans.Secondly... Angel raised his head and looked out the window. The clear night sky without clouds and mist covered him, and the moonlight was particularly alluring.

"It's almost time." Angel stood up, ready to go out.

Perhaps it was Angor's breath away that made Toby, who was sleeping on the mini bed, feel something. He raised his eyelids and looked at Angor suspiciously, as if asking where Angor was going.

"I'll go to Fangling Hall, you can continue to sleep." Angel said softly.

Toby didn't follow Angel's suggestion, and stood up from the soft cot in a daze, and saw a wave of space fluctuations, the unfolded quilt and the mini cot with elegant patterns were all taken in by Toby With snow feathers.

After finishing all this quickly, Toby yawned and flew up with fluttering wings, like a drunken bee. After wandering around for a while, he finally found his destination - the breast pocket of Angel's indigo trench coat. .

I saw Toby slumped headlong into his chest pocket, and fell asleep again regardless of whether he was still in a sprawling posture.

Angor felt the warm fluctuations coming from his chest, and his expression burst into a smile.

Toby trained crazily some time ago, coupled with not having real sleep for a long time, recently he finally got rid of the entanglement of extreme resentment, and began to enter a long period of sleep.But even so, Toby seems to still stick to his mind: follow the little master and protect it.

Angel naturally knew Toby's intentions, but...you are sleeping so soundly now, who is protecting whom?

Angel shook his head, not caring about Toby's situation, but put on his gloves, picked up his cane, and walked outside.

He didn't lie to Toby, he was indeed going to the nursing home now.

In addition to saying goodbye, the main purpose is to ask my brother Leon's intentions.During this period in Lyon, apart from training, he went to the Sky Tower to climb the tower. Generally speaking, it was close to the early morning after returning from the Sky Tower, which is now.

That's why Angel chose this moment to go to Leon.

He is going to leave tomorrow. If Leon is willing, Angel can also take him to the barbaric cave; if Leon intends to stay here or return to the Old Land, Angel will also support him.

Anyway, Leon can enter the Wilderness of Dreams, and he can be notified at any time if there is any urgent matter.

It didn't take long for Angel to step into the night, and under the comfort of the soft moonlight, he came to the Fangling Hall.

As he imagined, everyone was there, not just Leon.There are also Salum and Shiliu who originally lived here, and Alan and others who lived here.

Half an hour later, Angel left the Fangling Hall.

Leon did not choose to leave with Angel, but planned to stay in Sky Machinery City. He planned to continue to hone his combat effectiveness in the Sky Tower.

Lyon's choice is not a surprise.Angel could see that Lyon had a very strong desire to become stronger.He has a tough and calm heart, and he has his own plans for his future and responsibilities.

So Angel would not interfere with any choice he made.

Just like, when Angor left Pat Manor alone to pursue the path of the extraordinary, even though Leon was worried, he respected and did not interfere with his freedom.

This is a tacit understanding between their brothers without opening their mouths, and it is also a kind of understanding and respect derived from the fetters of blood.

Now, Leon also has his own circle of friends in Sky Machine City, and with the help of Salum and others, Angel believes that Leon's life in Sky Machine City should not be too bad.

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Time passed, and Greya didn't come back from outside until noon the next day.

Lying on the sofa in the hall, Greya was bored playing a deck of poker.

Angor was also flipping through a wizard magazine he bought back in the hall at this time. He had already tidied up the things that should be packed, and now he was waiting for Sanders to come back, and then they left together.

"Where did your mentor go?" Greya couldn't help asking.

"I'm going to see Your Excellency Horus." Angel put down the magazine in his hand, not to show solemnity, but simply finished reading it.

"Horus? What are you going to do with him?" Greya muttered in a low voice: "Speaking of which, your mentor has been a little mysterious recently, and has been studying the nature of energy, data balance, and the origin of magic power. Do you know what he's doing?"

Greya seemed to mention it unintentionally, but she was actually very curious in her heart.

"Perhaps the instructor was touched by something and had some inspiration, so he began to study the topic of energy." Angel said casually.

Greya: "Then what specifically touched him?"

Angel spread his hands, saying that he didn't know.

Greya squinted her eyes. She always felt that Angel might know something, or that Angel and Sanders must have some secrets going on between the master and apprentice.

It's just that Angor doesn't want to say it for the time being, and it's even more impossible for Sanders to pry open.

Greya sighed secretly in her heart, and then said: "I thought that the energy problem your mentor studied was related to helping me find my physical body."

Angel was about to reply when a low and indifferent male voice came into their ears.

"Although my research on energy has little to do with you, it will be helpful to you if the research is thorough. After all, the place where your physical body sinks is also a place where energy is mixed."

Angel followed the voice, but saw Sanders, dressed in a standard aristocratic gentleman's attire, walking in from the outside.

He glanced at Angel: "I'm done with my work, I can prepare to leave."

After finishing speaking, Sanders glanced at Greya faintly: "You too, are you going to continue to follow us, or go back to the candy house?"

"If you plan to go back to the candy house, I will find someone to inform you when I am ready to retrieve your body."

Greya waved her hand directly: "No, there's Felicia over there at the candy house, it doesn't matter if I'm there or not. I'll still follow you."

Regarding Greya's choice, Sanders nodded noncommittally, and then looked outside.

To be precise, he was looking at the magic hut by the small lake in the yard, where Azazi was currently staying temporarily.

It doesn't need to be said by Sanders, Greya also understands what Sanders means: "Azazi's situation is very special. The specific situation of the demon behind him has not been found out yet, so we can't let it go for the time being."

"Besides, I'm not worried that a gourmet wizard like Azazi who sacrifices to demons will be wandering outside. So, I'm going to take him with me."

Sanders thought about it, no matter how Azazi is from the gastronomy department, even an apprentice can cook extraordinary food.Greya has her own reserve and principles, and usually doesn't cook lightly, but for Asaz, after returning to Magic Island, he can use the role of temporary chef in exchange for his right to survive in Magic Island.

Thinking of this, Sanders nodded: "Yes."

Sanders said, looking at the wall clock in the corner: "Give him half an hour to prepare, and we will leave on time at one o'clock in the afternoon."

After Sanders finished speaking, he walked up the stairs on his own.Halfway through, he suddenly turned his head to look at Greya, to be precise, at the poker in Greya's hand.

"The cards in your hand..." Sanders looked at one of the ghost cards, which reminded him of what happened in Night Devil City and Eternal Night Kingdom.

Greya didn't know what Sanders was thinking, and said casually: "All the audience who watched Xia Li's magic show will give playing cards as gifts after the end. Speaking of which, there is also an instruction manual for playing cards."

"Want to play a game?" Greya waved the poker in her hand.

Sanders was silent for a moment, walked upstairs without speaking.

(End of this chapter)