Chapter 1785 Before Returning

Angel designed the alchemy drawings on the paper again, and then stopped temporarily.

First of all, it is not easy to complete the alchemy blueprints in a short time. Angel has already made long-term plans. Secondly... Angel raised his head and looked out the window. The clear night sky was unobstructed by clouds and fog, and the moonlight was particularly alluring.

"It's almost time." Angel stood up and prepared to go out.

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

"I'll go to the Fang Ling Pavilion, and you can continue to sleep." Angel said softly.

Toby did not listen to Angel's suggestion. He stood up from the soft bed in a daze. Then he saw a wave of space fluctuations. The unfolded quilt and the mini bed with elegant carvings were all taken in by Toby. Feathers of Snow.

After Toby finished all this quickly, he yawned, flapped his wings and flew up. Like a drunken bee, he wandered around for a while before finding his destination, the breast pocket of Angel's indigo windbreaker.

Toby was seen slumping into his chest pocket, not caring that he was still lying on his back, and fell into sleep again.

Angel felt the warm fluctuations coming from his chest, and his expression burst into laughter.

Toby had been training like crazy some time ago, coupled with the fact that he hadn't really slept for a long time. Recently, he finally got rid of the entanglement of extremely resentful thoughts and began to enter a long period of restful sleep. But even so, Toby seems to still insist on his own intention: to follow his little master and protect him.

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

Angel shook his head and didn't pay attention to Toby's situation. Instead, he put on his gloves, picked up his cane, and walked outside.

He didn't lie to Toby, he was indeed going to Fang Ling Pavilion now.

In addition to saying goodbye, the main thing was to ask his brother Leon about his intentions. During this period in Lyon, in addition to training, he went to the Sky Tower to climb the tower. Generally speaking, it was close to early morning when he came back from the Sky Tower, which is now.

That's why Angel chose this time to find Lyon.

He is preparing to leave tomorrow. If Leon is willing, Angel can take him to the Savage Cave. If Leon plans to stay here or return to the Old Continent, Angel will support him.

Anyway, Leon can enter the Wilderness of Dreams. If there is any emergency, you can inform him at any time.

It didn't take long for Angel to walk through the night, soothed by the soft moonlight, and arrive at the Fang Ling Pavilion.

As he imagined, everyone was there, not just Lyon. There are also Saleum and Shiliu who originally lived here, as well as Allen and others who stayed here.

Half an hour later, Angel left the Fangling Hall.

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

Lyon's choice is not surprising. Angel could tell that Leon 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 no matter what choice he makes, Angel will not interfere.

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

This is a tacit understanding between their brothers that can be understood without opening their mouths, and it is also an understanding and respect derived from the bond of blood.

Now, Leon also has his own circle of friends in Sky Mechanical City, and with the help of Salum and others, Angel believes that Lyon will not be too bad in Sky Mechanical City.

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Time passed, and it was not until noon the next day that Greya came back from outside.

Lying on the sofa in the hall, Greya played a pair of cards boredly.

Angel was also flipping through a wizard magazine he bought in the hall at this time. He had already packed the things that needed to be packed, and now he was waiting for Sanders to come back before leaving together.

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

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

"Horus? Why are you looking for him?" Greya murmured in a low voice: "Speaking of which, your mentor has been a bit mysterious recently. He has been studying the nature of energy, data balance, and the origin of magic power. Do you know what he is doing?"

Greya seemed to mention it accidentally, but she was actually very curious inside.

"Perhaps the mentor was touched by something and got some inspiration, so he started studying the topic of energy." Angel said casually.

Greya: "Then what exactly touched him?"

Angel spread his hands and said that he didn't know.

Greya narrowed her eyes. She always felt that Angel might know something, or that there must be some secret going on between Angel and Sanders.

However, Angel didn't want to talk about it for the time being, and it was even more impossible for Sanders to pry open the door.

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

Angel was waiting to reply when a low and cold male voice reached their ears.

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

Angel looked in the direction of the voice and saw Sanders, dressed in a standard aristocratic gentleman's outfit, walking in from outside.

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

After that, Sanders glanced at Greya lightly: "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 notify you when I am ready to find your body."

Greya waved her hand directly: "No, Felicia is over there in the candy house, it doesn't matter whether I am there or not. I will still follow you."

For Greya's choice, Sanders nodded without comment, and then looked outside.

To be precise, he looked at the magic hut by the small lake in the yard, where Azaz is currently staying temporarily.

Without Sanders's explanation, Greya understood what Sanders meant: "Azaz's situation is very special. The specific situation of the demon behind him has not been found out yet, so we can't let him go for the time being."

"Besides, I don't feel at ease with Azaz, a gourmet wizard who sacrifices to the devil, wandering outside. So, I plan to take him with me."

Sanders thought about it. After all, Azaz is a gourmet. Even if he is an apprentice, he can cook extraordinary food. Greya has her own reserve and principles. She doesn't cook easily, but if Azaz returns to the Magic Island, she can let him use the temporary chef's duties in exchange for his right to survive on the Magic Island.

Thinking of this, Sanders nodded: "Okay."

After Sanders said that, he looked 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, or more accurately, at the poker in Greya's hand.

"The cards in your hand..." Sanders looked at one of the joker cards, which reminded him of what happened in Night Demon City and the Kingdom of Evernight.

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

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

Sanders was silent for a moment, and went upstairs without saying anything.