Chapter 258

It seemed that a lot had happened that night. Angel always slept lightly. He just felt that someone was talking and shouting in his ear from time to time, and the sound of something being smashed.?

The next morning, angel got up bleary eyed. He had wanted to continue to sleep for a while, but he was forced to get up by a scream. The voice came from the next room, but it was not David's voice, but the shadow servant Zhengtai.

Angel got up yawning and saw Toby standing at the head of the bed chirping. To others, it seemed like noise. But only angel knew that Toby was actually singing the city of the sky, but the tone was incomplete, resulting in no beauty.

After changing Toby into a fisherman's suit, angel shunned his feathers: "this is the wizard market. There are many official wizards, so you'd better not run around. The range of activities is best in this yard."

Toby nodded. Angel rubbed his eyelids and got up to wash.

Ten minutes later, angel stood in front of the next door. He felt that the fantasy he had arranged last night was still running, and the node was not damaged. The scream of shadow servant Zhengtai came from inside.

"Good morning, angel." Then David came out of the opposite door yawning.

"Good morning." After Angel washed, his spirit was a little better, but he could still see some tiredness on his face.

David heard the shadow servant screaming, I couldn't help sighing: "it took me half an hour to get out of the dreamland yesterday. Your basic magic is simply. If you hadn't told me that you hoodwinked my spatial perception early in the morning, I couldn't figure out the orientation. Finally, I closed my eyes and recalculated the room decoration in the thinking space, and then I figured out that the door of the exit was at the top of the inverted world."

"In fact, you can blast a hole directly into the wall and come out. My fantasy is not big. When you come out, just fill the wall." Angel was noncommittal.

David was stunned: "yes! Why didn't I think of this yesterday? I calculated it for most of the day."

Angel pointed to the shadow servant who was still screaming and making trouble in the room and said to David, "did you ask his identity?"

Referring to this episode, David sighed with emotion: "I should have killed him yesterday. He deceived me."

"Deceive you?"

"Well, he's not a child at all. Listen to his voice, there's no child's voice at all." David said angrily, "he woke up in the middle of the night yesterday and began to cry and howl. I didn't go in. I asked him some basic information outside the door, but the guy didn't say a word. Later, maybe he was tortured by your fantasy for a long time before he cried and said some information."

While chatting, they walked downstairs: "although he looks like a child aged 7 or 8, in fact, he is 18 years old. He hasn't grown up since he awakened his natural ability at the age of 7. He didn't mention his name or why he ran to steal, just said he wanted to find someone."

David said this, more angry: "I should have..."

When they came to the kitchen, David was still cursing the feeling of being cheated, and angel began to prepare breakfast.

While cutting dry food and miscellaneous cakes and pouring milk, angel's mind was running a horse.

David said the shadow servant was too... No, it should be the shadow servant youth. He hasn't grown up since he awakened his natural ability at the age of 7.

This reminds angel of what Sanders once said: people with innate talents are sometimes not favored.

The sleepiness of the dripping stream and the stagnant growth of the shadow servant youth seem to confirm Sanders's words. Just like the default hidden rule of the wizard world - the principle of equivalent exchange, it must be balanced between drinking and pecking. A certain law is faithfully implementing the "way of balance". What it gives you is bound to take back. And its style is like the great devil of the abyss. It feels like buying and selling. No wonder Sanders would sigh that people with innate talents are not necessarily truly cared for.

For yourself, if you are born with a "vain body", and then need to deprive you of all your physical growth in the future, are you willing?

Angel is absolutely unwilling. Although your knowledge is increasing over time, physical growth is still a necessary process. In the process of growing up, the body will secrete hormones to let you evolve from the inside. The wave band released by the brain and the frequency of reception will vary with physiological growth.

This is an evolutionary process.

In fact, in angel's eyes, the shadow servant's actual age is 18 years old, but because of the stagnation of growth, many internal things can't keep up. In fact, his psychological age may still be about 10 years old. If he doesn't agree, he will cry. This is obviously a child's nature.

Be a little Peter Pan all your life in exchange for a natural talent. At least in angel's eyes, it is a stable loss without making a profit. If you live in a peaceful world, Peter Pan's innocence can also become a reason for public love, but in the cannibal wizard world, even if you have talent, you can't resist the hidden arrow of human nature, not to mention living in the night demon city where crime breeds.

After breakfast, no one mentioned the shadow servant youth again. They still have a lot of things to do. How can they have time to pay attention to others.

Angel planned to go out and buy materials, while David went to the underground cargo hold to sort out some materials and prepare to take them back to the savage cave.

The two separated. Angel took Toby with him before he left and still let him nest in a warm lined chest pocket, revealing only a small head and observing in the dark. Toby has no objection to this arrangement. He can fly at any time if he wants to fly, but he has few opportunities to be so close to his close little master. Filled with the warmth of the little master's breath, Toby himself enjoyed it.

As soon as angel reached the gate of the stronghold building painted with tree signs, he saw promy coming from the distant street with a lost face.

Last night, Prometheus didn't return all night. Looking at his expression, he seemed to get nothing.

When angel came forward and asked, as he expected, Prometheus shook his head with a lost face: "I ran all the alchemy shops in the whole Twilight well, and even participated in several private exchanges, but I still got nothing. There are some weapons to attack the undead in close range, but none of them are remote. Even if it is a close attack, the effect is not very good, which is not in line with the trust of my old friends."

Prometheus sighed, "it seems that only in the evening can I go and see if there is anything I need in the twilight shot. However, I don't hope anymore."

"Don't worry, there will be." Angel thought that even if there was no Twilight shooting, he would depict the "death prelude".

"Thank you for your kind words." Prometheus smiled bitterly: "are you going out to buy materials? Do you need me to go with you? Some alchemy shops are very hidden. You can't find them until someone leads the way. Moreover, you can find a lot of cheap rare materials."

Angel moved in his heart, but looking at Prometheus's slightly tired face, he waved his hand: "what I'm going to buy today are low-grade materials such as echo flowers, not too rare materials. Otherwise, I spent too much money today, and I may not be able to shoot what I want at the auction at night."

"That's right. Magic crystal should keep it first. After the twilight shooting in the evening, I'll take you to find the way tomorrow." Prometheus said with a smile, "by the way, if you need a lot of materials, you can rent mortal labor in the night devil city and ask them to help you move."

"The twilight deep well opens and mortals come in?"

"As long as there is a guide, mortals can come in. When they go out, they will forget everything that happens here, at most with a vague impression." Prometheus.

"The power of wizards is everywhere." With a little emotion, angel said goodbye to Prometheus and walked into the deep street.

Prometheus looked at angel's back from a distance and didn't turn away until he disappeared.

……

In the city center of the night devil City, where dignitaries live, there is a noble residence near the palace.

The proud young man with his head held high came in. The old long arm housekeeper guided him and took him to the study.

"Why are you here? Did you find wheatton?" In the study, there is a middle-aged man of the shadow servant family. If you look carefully, you will see that he is very similar to the young man with high head.

"Father, I smell wheatton in an alley, but he seems to have been taken away by some wizard." When talking to his father, the young man lowered his head.

"Wizard? Tell me more." The middle-aged shadow servant said.

The young man said what he saw carefully, and the middle-aged shadow servant thought for a moment: "the frost ground you saw should be frost falling. You don't know the world of wizards. That should not be a formal wizard, but an apprentice. There are not too many formal wizards..."

"But even apprentices, we can't afford it." Youth road.

The middle-aged shadow servant sighed: "we can't afford to be a wizard apprentice, but we can't afford to be a formal wizard. Huibiton is liked by Lord Honglian. We must bring him to Lord Honglian, otherwise the anger of the formal wizard will be enough to burn the city."

The lesser of the two evils. The middle-aged shadow servants can only make this choice, which is not only the sadness of mortals, but also the sadness of their shadow servants.

"You'll continue to check the clues of huibiton. Lord Honglian will come in half a month. I'll talk to Lord Honglian at that time." The middle-aged shadow servant looked bitter, "I hope Lord Honglian can spare us for the sake of our people in the past."

……

Angel followed the way he came yesterday and returned to the night devil city.

According to Prometheus, basically, as long as money is paid, the people of night devil City, men, women, young and old, will be willing to sell their labor. But when Angel looked around, there was no one around. Only on the other side of the partition wall, there was a loud voice.

Angel remembered that it seemed to be the Meixiang Grand Theater. eight