The Wizard World

Chapter 205: Flan (2)

Translator: Leo Editor: Frappe

*CHI*

Angele rubbed his fingers on the window. The noise it made was irritating.

A clean line was drawn on the misty surface of the glass.

He stood by the window and peeked outside through the line.

It was early in the morning. Dried yellow tree leaves floated on the surface of the lake. On the other side of the lake, there was a white stone tower. Knight Hillar, who was outside the tower, was leaning against the tower and was sipping a warm beverage. Angele could see the breath coming out of the man’s mouth. Hillar was wearing a brown leather armor suit with a black snake pattern on its back. The horned helmet and shoulder guard were eye-catching.

"Winter already…" Angele took a deep breath and stretched his back.

A group of small black birds flew by the window and chirped. They flew around above the lake for several times and left.

"I thought there were no birds in this forest?" Angele turned around and looked at Nancy.

"It’s December already. The birds from the west coast are migrating. They wouldn’t usually stay in the Six Area due to the intense energy particle movements in the air, but you will see them during the winter from time to time," Nancy quickly explained.

In the study, Nancy stood beside the table quietly, serving a plate of burger steak and white bread. There was also a plate full of colorful fruits.

"Breakfast time." She lined up the silver plates on the table.

"Sure." Angele walked to the table, then grabbed the knife and the fork.

"How’s the preparation of the materials?" he suddenly inquired.

"Master Isabel sent us some more material cases. I’ve collected most of the materials you listed on the note."

The material cases were sealed with spells, so Nancy had no idea what was inside. Angele asked her to collect the materials for some low-level potions. The only thing she knew about those cases were Isabel’s runes marked onto them.

Angele contacted Asuna and the River Arrow recently and asked them to purchase some basic materials for him. Those materials were delivered using sealed cases as well.

He did not want others to find out about what he was planning to concoct. If someone leaked the number of materials he purchased to the public, the wizards would know how high his success rate was, and it would be a serious problem.

Angele too had finally finished preparing the materials needed for advancing to the next stage.

All the materials for Demos’s Water and the Tree Killer Potion were prepared. The Demos' Water would help him increase his mentality and the Tree Killer potion would increase the chances of him successfully advancing to the next stage.

Angele cut the burger steak into pieces and sent them into his mouth.

"I’ve recently heard a rumor that Labyrinth College is planning something big. Stay around the house, Nancy. Don’t leave the safe zone."

Nancy nodded.

"Alright, you can leave now." Angele pointed at the fireplace.

A small fireball appeared in the air and lit up the firewood.

Nancy left the room and closed the door carefully.

Angele finished off the rest of the burger steak. It had been grilled to perfection and was topped with sweet sesame sauce. The surface was crispy and the inside was juicy. It was a tasty dish.

"After this thing is done, I shall start concocting the potions and try to advance to the next stage." Angele leaned to the side and looked through the window. It was a peaceful moment for him to enjoy.

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There was a tall white obelisk standing quietly in the chilling wind. The top of the obelisk was surrounded by white clouds and the view down there was blocked.

A small platform was built on top of the obelisk. A woman with white tight suit sat in the center of the platform with her legs crossed. She had a long black ponytail behind her head.

The edges of her sleeves and collars were all embroidered with silver patterns. Two crossed silver rings were painted on the back of her coat.

The woman had a pretty face, but there were no brows over her eyes. Her expression was serious and her eyes were closed. Water was dripping down her chin and blue light dots were flashing around her body.

Her ponytail and cloth were flying about in the howling wind.

The white arched gate behind her was slowly pushed open.

A tall man with a white mask stepped onto the platform.

"Master Flan, master Red Brow from the Labyrinth College wants to talk to you. What do you think?" the man questioned in a low voice.

"Red Brow?" Flan opened her eyes. Her pupils had the color of the sea. The blue light dots slowly vanished into the air.

"Sure, let’s see what he has to say." Flan stood up.

"Understood."

The man quickly invoked some incantations and pointed his hands toward the ground.

Three twisted red rune appeared in front of Flan and started glowing.

Rays of light were released from each of the runes, coming across each other and forming a special pattern.

An old man wearing a long robe with three different colors slowly appeared in the center of the light rays.

The old man’s shoulders bowed. His eyebrows and beard were flaming red, but his messy hair was silver white.

The old man glared at the man with a white mask, asking him to leave. The man with white mask bowed and disappeared into the gate.

"Flan, long time no see. I want to you to find someone for me. He’s a dark wizard," the old man spoke slowly.

"Who exactly?" Flan wondered.

"This one."

The Red Brow raised his right index finger and pointed in the air. A twisted gas vortex appeared from nowhere and right at its center, there was a mirror-like light screen. The face of a young man with brown hair slowly illuminated on the surface of the screen. Strangely enough, his eyes were surrounded by a golden glow and his pupils were vertical.

"Huh?" Flan creased her forehead. "What do you want him for?"

"I want him dead! From your reaction, I assume you know this man." Red Brow nodded slightly.

"I know him, yeah." Flan nodded. "Tell me what happened first? People at your position usually don’t care about a Gas stage wizard. Also, by the way, I know you have people in the Six Ring Area. I want them gone as soon as possible."

Red Brow narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean? I can’t tell you the details, but the situation is getting worse. I’m sending more people to you right now."

"Summon them back then. Do you understand?" Flan’s voice was deep and powerful.

"It’s master Narry’s decision!" Red Brow was almost yelling.

"Narry? Do you really think I care about her?" A cold smile appeared on Flan’s face. "Old man, just stay in your organization and enjoy your retirement. I already forgave you for what you did that year. If you try to provoke me again, I’ll send you to hell."

Red Brow was disappointed. "Flan, that kid killed two of my followers and you’re trying to protect him?"

"He’s my granddaughter’s only friend and you want him dead? Isabel is all I have right now. You’ll be dead in three days if you hurt this young man," Flan threatened him sternly.

"How dare you…!"

Flan cut the communication screen before Red Brow could finish his words.

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In a tall black tower, far from the Six Ring area.

Red Brow took off the tricolor robe and put on a long black robe. He was enraged.

"Fu*king Flan Jones! I wasted so much mentality to track that young bastard down!" He cursed in a low voice, "Contact Vidia and his members and ask them to retreat! That crazy b*tch really meant it!"

"Yes, master," a female apprentice responded politely. There was no soul in her eyes, as though she was a puppet. She turned around and left the room.

Red Brow wiped some dust off his black robe.

"She doesn’t even care about what master Narry thinks, god damn. The trace of Light of Thor was lost, and I need to dig something out from this little bastard. My special units are still in Six Ring area…I shall wait for master Narry’s return and then communicate with Flan again…"

The old muttered but it almost looked like he was speaking to someone else.

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Flan walked down the obelisk and entered a hidden stone room.

Her special rune was blinking on the surface of the door. The rune had the shape of a huge black octopus. The octopus had eight black tentacles coated with a purple glint.

The stone door slowly closed as Flan entered the room.

The room was dark and a lone white stone table stood quietly in the center. On the table was a silver mirror with complicated engravings on the edge.

Flan walked to the table and tapped on the mirror carefully with her finger.

*CHI*

The reflection of her face disappeared. Instead, a bedroom with blue walls showed up.

The bedroom had luxury decorations. A young girl with a balanced body was slowly taking off her white robe. The robe dropped to the ground, revealing the white lace lingerie within.

It was Isabel, who was currently changing her underwear.

She grabbed some new underwear from the closet and slowly took off the lingerie she was wearing.

Flan stared at Isabel’s perfect body. There was a hint of hysteria in her eyes.

"You’re… mine…" She whispered, "No one can hurt you, I’ll give you everything…" Flan’s face blushed, her mind filled with sick desires.

Flan had started observing Isabel’s body since she was young. She had planted many hidden runes in Isabel’s living space and would spend several hours watching her every day.

With the runes, Flan could monitor Isabel’s body condition and everything she did within range. Her heart rate, blood flow, the amount of hair she dropped on the floor, and the time she slept, Flan knew everything about her. Isabel knew that her grandmother was observing her daily life, but she never noticed those hidden runes.

Isabel looked exactly like the young Flan, and Flan was enjoying the strange pleasure that came from monitoring her granddaughter’s daily life.