Warlock Apprentice

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Angor chose to go after White Bear and showed Flowey’s pendant to him.

However, White Bear claimed that he didn’t know who this girl was even after looking at Angor’s illusion, which showed Flowey in detail.

“What about your fate?” asked Angor. “Look more carefully. Is this fate telling you anything?”

White Bear shook his head. “This girl… might be related to you, or me, or no one. But fate is not showing me anything at the moment, and I can’t tell you the answer you seek.”

“Am I wrong then?” Angor frowned.

But he wasn’t going to go after this matter since White Bear already denied his involvement with Flowey.

Angor returned to Phantom Island and checked White Bear’s pendant again. This time, he used Narda’s Vision. However, no matter how he looked, it was only a common object.

But why did Dodoro want me to have this? Or did White Bear give me the wrong item?

He couldn’t figure it out right now. Since Dodoro said so, he still kept the pendant safe, along with Flowey’s heart-shaped one.

…

Two days later, Angor transferred all of his “privilege” to Butler Goode and prepared to depart.

He already placed all the Krakoks inside his bracelet. He was thinking about keeping Nano in there as well, but for some reason, Nano refused to go into the bracelet and demanded to enjoy the fresh air outside like an angry kid.

Angor narrowed his eyes and agreed to let Nano remain outside. However, he silently made up his mind to give this guy a proper lesson later.

Together with Nano, he stepped out of Sunders’ mansion and saw Greya and Toby hanging out under a tree nearby. It seemed Toby was bidding farewell to his old master. Even though the bird was terrified of Greya’s “training”, he still felt a bit sad because the coming journey would separate them for quite a while.

Greya stroked Toby’s feather with an affable look, which was rare for her, and walked to Angor.

“You leaving now?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

Greya looked at the young gentleman in front of her up and down. Angor was wearing a wine-red gentleman suit, which was perfectly ironed and trimmed. His top hat only revealed a small part of his bright blond hair.

Combined with the particular vigor of a teenager, he looked peculiarly stylish.

“You are about to hit 18, right?” Greya suddenly asked.

Angor wasn’t sure why she asked so, but he still nodded. “Two months to go.”

“That skinny sprout in my restaurant has grown into a man now.” Greya smiled brightly. “You look as graceful as young Sunders. No, wait, you’re better than him. I can only imagine all the girls who are going to come after you like bees attracted to honey.”

Angor maintained a straight face. He didn’t know where Greya was getting to.

“Heh. That is exactly like your professor too. A wizard with strict nobleman disciplines… People are gonna hate it, but they won’t tell you why.”

Angor’s expression didn’t change.

Greya rolled her eyes.

“Forget it. I thought about telling a story about the ‘Time Thief’, but it will be pointless if you can’t understand my implications. Stubborn, just like Sunders.” Greya sighed helplessly. “When we meet again, I’m expecting to see you and Toby anew. Don’t disappoint me.”

Greya accompanied Angor as they walked toward the outer beach area.

Angor was planning to leave faster on his Gondola, but since Greya meant to see him off, he decided not to.

“What is this ‘Time Thief’, Lady Greya?” Angor failed to hold back his curiosity.

“It’s a popular story passed around the wizarding world. I’m not in the mood to tell you anymore. Go and find the story on your own.” Greya felt a bit annoyed. She had set up the mood for a brilliant sendoff—autumn wind, falling leaves, a story about time, and her expectations for the future… Using these, she hoped that she could persuade Angor into showing her more of those manifestations of Mystery.

But Angor’s poker face ruined it all.

“Oh right, I’ve been wondering, what’s with that glove? It has Sunders’ clan emblem on it.” Greya looked at Angor’s right hand as well as the illusion energy lingering on it.

“Professor gave it to me and told me not to remove it. As for the reason…” Angor gave Greya a friendly smile and shrugged. “I’m afraid you have to ask him. I’m not allowed to tell you.”

They arrived at the edge of the island. Angor swiftly took out his Gondola, pulled Nano onto it, and disappeared into the sky.

“What have you been teaching him, Sunders?!” Greya spat and stuffed a bottle into Toby’s claw since the bird had yet to leave. “Now go! Remember to kick Angor’s buttock for me!”

Toby nodded. He prepared his gravity power, called Greya to say good-bye, and vanished like an arrow.

Greya stared at the two black dots in the distance. “Why is that kid always thinking that he’s some weak commoner? Darn it. Perhaps the Time Thief really adores him.”

…

Toby had joined Angor on the Gondola, and as Greya asked, he “kicked” Angor’s cheek somewhat gently. Angor thought Toby was greeting him rather than carrying out someone’s order.

Instead of leaving Brute Cavern immediately, Angor traveled around a little to say adios to Iron Granny, Prome, and Dave.

Next, he went to the Tree Spirit Palace, only to be told that Tree Spirit had yet to return from Rein Mute’s tower, so he had to ask the workers in the palace to send his regards to Tree Spirit instead.

He controlled his Gondola to leave through the “mirror entrance”. As expected, he did not sense Lady Mirror’s presence.

The boat rapidly gained altitude and emerged from the chasm. It then began flying above the Parmigi Highlands.

He planned to fly to the HQ of Edge of Night and use a teleportation station there to go to the Goman Kingdom, from where he would then join the sea.

The weather was great. It wasn’t snowing at this point in time, which was rare at Parmigi Highlands. The sky was fair and the highlands enjoyed clear sky and white clouds. Using the sky as the sea, Gondola covered great distances while leaving a trail of bubbles behind.

Angor soon heard someone’s teeth chattering.

“Mi-Mi-Mister Pa-Pa-Padt… It’s so-so cold here…” Nano huddled in a corner and was shivering in his terrible style, which was a bright red sweater combined with pale green slacks.

Angor relaxed his head on an arm and grinned at Nano. “Cold? Is it?”

“Yeah…” Nano breathed several puffs of white air. His getup was fine in the mirror world, but the cold wind on Parmigi Highlands instantly breached the thin fabric.

“Just bear with it. I’m such an affectionate master, you know? I can agree to any requirement you make.”

Nano wasn’t foolish. He knew Angor was doing this to frustrate him for not getting inside the bracelet as ordered.

After spending much time inside the mirror world of Brute Cavern, Nano had forgotten about seasons, not to mention that the “doorstep” of Brute Cavern was freezing ground.

It didn’t take long for Nano’s lips to go blue, and his anchor mustache had caught frost on it.

Nano felt his suffering going away as his whole body went numb. And when he feared that he’d become the very first member of his clan to be frozen to death, Angor finally did something.

It was a simple Preserve Heat cantrip.

Nano sneezed as he felt his life under his own control again.

Angor put a glass of hot water on the desk. “You sure you still want to stay outside?”

Nano felt the coldness in his body being repelled by the water and decided not to give in yet. “I think I’m fine as it is!”

“Is that so? Just a reminder, Preserve Heat lasts for one hour, and I don’t feel like wasting more mana on you. If that’s your choice…”

Nano almost cried. “I-I’ll head inside.”

Angor grinned as he transferred Nano into his bracelet so that the Krakoks had a new company.

Far away from him, a man way above his position had seen everything he just did.