Warlock Apprentice

Old Porter, listening to the conversation between Abulei and the Crowned Parrot, was a bit curious. What was up with this parrot? Before Abulei left from here, it definitely wasn’t around.

”That parrot is a summons newly contracted by Abulei,” Angel explained offhandedly.

Upon hearing Angel’s words, the Crowned Parrot softly protested, ”Not just a summons, but also Abulei’s master.”

Ignoring the remark, Angel continued: ”The situation it just described actually has a high probability. The captured Transcendents are mostly apprentices, with combat abilities at average at best, and as long as they have free will, they might rebel. Using their power would require brainwashing or forcing contract agreements, which is quite troublesome.”

”As for the Crowned Parrot’s suggestion that it’s their flesh and blood that’s valuable, that’s indeed possible. But whether it’s an evil Alchemy Array, that’s uncertain. It could be things more sinister than the Alchemy Array.”

At this point, Angel’s mind flashed with the image of Crimson Authority, which is likely related to the Unparalleled Great Demon God of the Abyss. If King Gumman was connected to that figure... perhaps the Alchemy Array would be the least of concerns.

”As for the question Abulei raised about why they dare to capture the Guide from the Barbarian Cave, perhaps it’s a turning point.”

Abulei: ”A turning point? What do you mean?”

Before Angel could reply, the Crowned Parrot abruptly slapped a wing on Abulei: ”Can’t you think for yourself? You just showed lack of judgment right after I mentioned it.”

Feeling a bit wronged, Abulei mumbled: ”I really didn’t understand.”

The Crowned Parrot snorted coldly: ”A turning point signifies a possible change in the situation, either the endgame’s madness or the near conclusion of a feast.”

Though still a bit confused, Abulei was too embarrassed to ask again now, so she just nodded hastily.

Angel gave the Crowned Parrot a deep look; this parrot was even smarter than he imagined. Perhaps Abulei had indeed found a treasure this time.

Angel didn’t comment on the Crowned Parrot’s explanation; instead, he remarked calmly: ”None of it really matters. Regardless of what they’re doing with the Transcendents, it’s unrelated to our mission this time.”

”However, Old Porter, even if these are just conjectures, this information needs to be disseminated. If it’s true, the higher-ups will handle it.”

Old Porter nodded immediately: ”Understood, I’ll go draft the confidential report shortly.”

Angel acknowledged with a nod; since the intelligence from Old Porter matched with what Abulei shared, it was time to visit Princess Castle.

As for probing the underlying reasons, it wasn’t due to Angel’s laziness but rather his unwillingness to get involved in such troublesome affairs.

Sanders had repeatedly cautioned him against entangling himself with Gumman’s relics or King Gumman, as it was a headache for the entire Wizard society.

After all, the Gumman Kingdom had billions of citizens, and to some extent, these citizens could be considered hostages of King Gumman.

King Gumman is both ruthless and insane, treating even his own children like livestock, let alone ordinary people.

Angel had no intention of getting involved. As the Crowned Parrot mentioned, if it was truly ”the path of madness” and ”the feast is about to begin,” the higher-ups of the various Witcher Organizations would handle it. His strength was not enough to contend with everything, so there was no need to dive into this muddy water.

”Next, I’ll head to Princess Castle to take a look. If possible, I will rescue Lady Melo directly.” After Angel finished speaking, he turned to everyone: ”Old Porter, you should stay here, and you too, Abulei. As for Dox...”

Angel did not know what Dox was thinking, so he could only look at him with an inquiring gaze.

”I said before I came, I’m here for the spectacle. Such an interesting matter, I definitely have to witness it firsthand. I’ll go with you,” Dox said.

After Dox spoke, seeing Angel frown slightly, he added: ”Don’t worry, I won’t be a hindrance. My concealment skills are quite strong. I’m just going to watch the show. If you need help, I’ll assist at any time, I promise I’ll follow your lead.”

Seeing Dox had gone this far, Angel did not refuse anymore and nodded his head.

”Before leaving, there are some matters I need to discuss with Old Porter privately.”

Angel’s meaning was clear, and Dox shrugged: ”Then I’ll go have a few drinks outside.”

After speaking, Dox turned and left.