The Wizard World Chapter 403: Return (2)

Chapter 403: Return (2)

Translator: Leo Editor: Frappe

This was the place where he jumped down and was teleported to the Sky City.

Angele turned around and saw the enormous tree right away.

He patted the dust off his clothes before walking toward the tree.

Green vines were tangled around the tree. He could still see the human face in the white flower, which seed to be taking a nap.

"Oh... it’s Green. You’re the third one who teleported back. That was quick." The face awoke due to the sound of Angele’s footsteps and imdiately opened its eyes.

"Is that so? Well, I have finished my mission. I’ll be leaving now." Angele smiled.

"Green, it’s different now. You have signed the contract and beco a core mber. You can now summon organization mbers within this region when necessary. This is the list of the mbers." The face opened its mouth wide to reveal a long, black scroll on its tongue.

Angele took the scroll and unfurled it. The scroll was filled with nas of people, their position in the organization, identities, and also their skill levels. About 100 elite mbers were on the list.

The list had more than ten and two ranks 3 and 4 wizards, respectively, and all of them had powerful backing.

It constituted a truly powerful force.

Angele beca kind of surprised when he saw a familiar na on the list. It belonged to an Elental Hand elder who was similarly an elite mber of Dark Wizard Tower.

With a flick of Angele’s fingers, the scroll was ignited.

Seconds later, the scroll was completely burnt to ashes—he had no reason to keep it after recording the data—and its remains were instantly blown away by the wind.

"You’re responsible for the safety of the data as a contracted mber. Benefit cos with duty," the face said. "And there is another person in-charge of the area, responsible for the execution of the plan given by the organization. You two will have to cooperate."

"Cooperate? You an, I will have to assist them?" Angele raised his brow. "I thought I was the only core mber of this region."

"Well, he’s responsible for handling the army, and you will assist him when necessary. You two are now the ones accountable for executing the orders of the organization within the Tarry River region. That’s all I know. You must complete the setup and wait for the ti to co," the face explained.

"Fine. Do you have anything else to say? If there’s none, I will be leaving."

"See you next ti."

"See you."

The face disappeared. Along with it, the flower turned black as it withered and dropped to the floor before it beca a pool of black fluid and was quickly absorbed by the soil.

Angele sighed in relief and he began to walk into the forest.

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Several days later, in the morning.

In the mansion beside Ness River, Angele sat in the living room while comfortably having breakfast.

The golden sunlight passed through the window and to the ground, bringing rejuvenating light and warmth to the living room.

On the contrary, Lyn was lying on the sofa with an exhausted face while reading a thick spell book carefully.

"All you all right? Having nightmares lately?" Angele put down the bread and cup of goat milk, looking at Lyn.

"Thank you, master. There has been an accident during an experint, and a side-effect similar to the Hand of Exhaustion’s was applied to my body," Lyn replied in a low voice, yawning afterward.

"The mansion’s protected by my secret force. You don’t need to worry too much about safety. Go take a rest," Angele shook his head and said.

"Thank you, master." Lyn was way too tired. She stood up and returned to her room.

Angele would never tell Lyn that it was him who drugged her and wanted to make sure she did not know what he was planning.

After Lyn went to her room, he took his ti to finish his breakfast and when he did so, he clapped his hands.

A maid entered the room and quickly cleaned up the table.

"I don’t want anyone around until noon, understood?" Angele ordered.

The maid nodded, "As you wish, master."

"I don’t want anyone to interrupt ." As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up and went up the second floor and stopped by a room that had its door open.

This ought to be an empty room, except for the fact that there was a maid cleaning inside.

"Done?" Angele entered the room and questioned her.

"Yes, master, almost done," the maid replied and bowed. She was wearing the standard black and white, laced maid uniform. Its low-cut design made the uniform quite revealing. Angele could see her bare chest when she bowed, and it felt like he could easily fondle it if he wanted to.

The maids had been hired by Lyn not so long ago, and all of them had their own plans. These maids were seeking to seduce Angele in the hopes that he would like them, so their job in the mansion would beco much easier. So of the maids hired even had plans of building a romantic relationship with their new master.

"All right, you may leave now." Angele looked coldly at the girl. Things like this had been happening constantly in the mansion. It had been like this ever since Lyn purchased them from the slave market.

The possibility of wizards reproducing with mortals was nil, but they could still basically have intercourse with their maids if they so desire. Angele knew of several wizards who relished such lifestyle as it was rampant in the Wizard World.

In any case, wizards would not simply feel tired just because of having sexual intercourse plenty of tis in a row.

But even with that fact, Angele had never thought of it as the right way to live his life.

The maid seed disappointed when she was asked to leave, but she still did so hurriedly. Angele closed the door and the windows and carefully inspected every nook and cranny of the room to confirm it was safe.

He retrieved a tiny hexagonal box from his dragon skin pouch.

Angele crouched and placed the box in the middle.

Pa!

The box was opened.

Angele imdiately withdrew several steps and looked at the open box quietly.

Yellow smoke floated out of the box right after it was opened.

The intense leathery sll from the thick yellow smoke quickly drifted in the air. The smoke wrapped every object in the room.

The clock continued ticking. About 2 to 3 hours later...

The smoke was becoming much more thicker, rapidly reaching Angele’s waist.

Seconds later, two rows of dark-red coffins appeared within the smoke, with five coffins each row. They were well-arranged on the floor.

Angele nodded satisfactorily and waved his right hand.

The entire heap of yellow smoke drifting about in the room was sucked back into the ten coffins completely.

Before leaving, Angele inspected each coffin.

Pa!

He placed his right hand on the door. A black snake rune appeared on the surface.

"You! Co here." Angele pointed at one maid who was wiping the handrail on the left side of the staircase.

"Yes, master." The maid walked to Angele carefully and lowered the rag in her hand.

"From now on, no one shall enter this room without my permission." Angele pointed at it. "Go and inform everyone in the mansion."

"What about Master Lyn?" the maid asked.

"Sa."

"Understood." The maid imdiately bowed and went down the stairs.

Angele watched on as the maid went down before he walked to a mirror on the wall.

His tal forcefield was destroyed in the competition, and he needed enough ti to fix it, so he could not create a mirror with his talent ability. That was the reason he asked one of the maids to purchase a large mirror for him.

The mirror was about a ter tall. Angele’s body was reflected on it.

Long, crimson hair, an average face, and a pair of glowing red eyes that looked like spinning vortices. His skin was pale and his body well-toned.

He was clothed with a long, black robe decorated with silver hem—a simple robe yet luxuriously designed.

Angele retrieved a dark-red crystal that was irregularly shaped and looked like half of the crystal was bitten off by a beast.

Angele placed the crystal in front of him and closed his eyes for a second.

The appearance of his reflection imdiately changed.

Now appeared a tall and muscular body and a lengthy black horn on his head, which looked like a black tail behind his back. There was a second pair of eyes on his face, which were exactly the ones he had in the Nightmare Realm, and golden light was leaking out of it.

His armor had also turned crimson. Light was flickering on the spikes of his knees, arms, and shoulders. The spikes almost seed to look like they were covered in blood.

What changed the most was Angele’s height.

In his normal form, he was approximately two ters tall. But at this mont, he was more than three ters tall, and the mirror now barely showed his entire body.

"Ha...." Angele exhaled slowly, his breath sulfuric. The dark-red crystal in front of him was shrinking at a rapid rate.

The crystal soon sank into his chest and disappeared within half an hour.

Angele was becoming taller once more, and the black horn on top of his head was growing longer, almost reaching his knees already.

"The rate of developnt of my true form is terrifying..." Angele frowned. "While it’s great that my true form is improving quickly, my ntality isn’t experiencing the sa. I cannot fully control the abilities of my true form if my ntality is not high enough. The best possible option in order to increase my ntality lies in the Molten Core River technique, but the path I’m walking is of the ancient wizards’. How did they solve such a problem?"

Angele began pondering, and his true form gradually dissipated as the crystal was being absorbed. After several minutes, his body transford back to its original shape.