Angel looked deeply at Fritz, he was still a little interested in this man's research.
However, Angel did not speak to Fritz immediately, but walked to Dangros.
Dangros was obviously still immersed in his own world. Even if Angel came close, he didn't react at all.
Looking at Dangross's appearance as a drug addict, Angel secretly muttered: "Could it really be something addictive?"
Angel summoned a light blue magic hand and picked up Dangros from the ground.
Because Dangros was stained with the fiery red liquid, when the magic hand touched Dangros, it naturally also came into contact with the liquid.
The magic hand released by Angel now is more sensitive to energy than Angel's normal hand. And that fiery red liquid happened to contain some kind of energy.
Feeling the hot numb touch on the magic hand, Angel whispered: "This is... quenching liquid."
Fritz, who was bowing next to him, obviously knew Angel. He said respectfully with a slightly trembling voice: "Yes, yes. Dangros likes quenching fluid, so I, I will help him apply it on On the body."
Quenching fluid is a special combustion accelerant. Generally, only alchemist apprentices carry it with them, because they are not as good at controlling the temperature of the flame as real alchemists, so they can only use quenching fluid.
Seeing Angel's silence, Fritz said worriedly: "Sir, is the quenching fluid bad for Dangross? I, I..."
Angel observed Dangros carefully.
The quenching liquid will only increase the temperature of the flame. Dangros is a life of fire, so the quenching liquid should not do any harm to it. At least Angel didn't feel anything wrong with Dangelos so far. The only difference from before was that the temperature of his body was higher than usual. If it is placed on a dead wood, even if Dangros doesn't actively release the flame, he can ignite the dead wood with the released temperature.
But this shouldn't affect anything, right?
Angel: "Dangros took the initiative to find Nea and released you just so you could apply quenching fluid to it?"
Fritz nodded: "Yes."
Angel pondered for a moment: "That should be fine."
Although Dangross occasionally loses his mind, he is not an idiot. Since he took the initiative to find Fritz, it is estimated that the quenching fluid will not have any impact on it, and may even have an improvement effect?
It's just that the appearance of this effect seems to be off track... Angel looked at Dangros who was obviously "superior" and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
Seeing that Dangros was still intoxicated, Angel did not wake him up, but looked at Fritz, who was a little nervous and uneasy.
"I heard from Drew that Dangros burned most of the palace and also burned Cypress Street. Tell me, I want to know the specific situation."
Fritz naturally did not dare to refuse and told the situation in detail.
…
Half an hour later, Angel left the garden surrounded by high walls. In his hand, he also held a thin leather roll.
What is recorded on the leather scroll is the formula of "boiling blood red water".
Neia stayed with Angel until they left the high-walled inner courtyard, then asked curiously: "Is Fritz's formula useful?"
Angel shrugged: "I don't know."
Neia choked. She saw Angel looking through Fritz's notebook and finally asked for this formula. She thought this formula was very useful, but Angel actually answered... I don't know?
Seeing Neia's expression of wanting to ask but being embarrassed to ask, Angel smiled softly and said, "I really don't know if this formula is useful, but compared to other formulas in Fritz's Codex, this one has a better chance of success. Relatively the largest.”
The reason why he wanted to take away this formula was not because he coveted it, but he was too embarrassed to refuse at the time.
At that time, after talking about Dangross, Fritz took the initiative to ask Angel for advice on alchemy. Angel could see Fritz's persistence in alchemy and finally nodded.
Then Fritz handed over his notebook, hoping to get Angel's advice.
Angel flipped through the notebook, which contained Fritz's own imaginative potion formulas. In Angel's opinion, many of the ideas were bold, but there was basically no operation at all. This is also a shortcoming often made by people who have not systematically studied the nature of alchemy.
When Angel put down the note, he saw Fritz's eyes that were proud, a little reserved, and a little bit hopeful. He was silent for two seconds.
Fritz relied on his passion, and the last hobby in his life was to learn potions. Angel was really embarrassed to attack him directly.
He didn't want to lie, so he talked about "boiling blood red water" and gave his own suggestions. At least some of the ideas of this potion were correct, and there was a certain chance of success. Moreover, Angell also quite agreed with Fritz's idea of lithogenic liquid sol.
After a few words of praise about "boiling red water", Fritz felt that he was affirmed, and happily handed the leather scroll to Angel.
Seeing Fritz's enthusiastic expression, Angel was silent for a few seconds before accepting it.
Out of good intentions, Angel couldn't help but give Fritz a nod before leaving, giving him the opportunity to go to the Wizard's Market to buy the "Pharmaceutical Framework" and take a look. I just don’t know if Fritz will finally listen.
From Angel's own opinion of Fritz, Fritz still has some talent, but he just lacks a few opportunities. If you can master the basics, you might be able to make a comeback with "Boiling Blood Red Water"... Of course, this is the best situation.
After listening to Angel's words, Neia thought of the previous conversation between Angel and Fritz, and immediately understood the inside story.
Neia said softly: "Sir, it is exactly what Froud said, he is very gentle."
Angel raised his eyebrows and made no comment.
Not long after leaving the high wall, Angel saw a group of guards wearing fireproof cloth running towards the east.
Neia: "The palace over there is probably on fire again. Alas, the weather has been a bit dry these days, so there's nothing we can do."
Angel stopped and looked up at the clear night sky: "Is the air dry? Why do I feel that the air is quite humid? It might rain soon."
Neia looked at the sky suspiciously, and then at Angel across from her. She felt that the skin on her lips was almost crusting due to the dry air. Is this still called moist?
When Neia looked confused, Angel stopped and said, "That's it. I'll take Dangros and leave first."
After the words fell, Angel smiled slightly, there was a hidden light floating under his feet, his figure jumped up, and the whole person disappeared into the night sky.
Neia lowered her head and sent Angel off respectfully.
After Angel's figure disappeared, Neia raised her head, looked at the clear and cloudless night sky, and murmured to herself: "How can it rain in such weather..."
Neia shook her head, turned and walked towards the high wall. However, before she took a few steps, she felt that the sky seemed to be getting darker, and the shadows on the ground illuminated by the moonlight began to gradually disappear.
She raised her head in confusion and saw that at some point, the clear night sky had disappeared. Layers of dark clouds covered the stars and the moon. The black clouds were constantly surging, as if there was a huge blower blowing crazily inside. .
A few seconds later, amid the surprised cheers of the surrounding guards, Neia felt a slight weight fall on her head, and the tips of her hair became a little moister.
A long-awaited heavy rain fell quietly.
…
A few minutes later, Angel landed outside Star Lake Castle.
The pouring rain continuously created large ripples on the surface of Star Lake.
Along the lakeshore, Angel walked towards the castle. After entering the gate, the purification force field protecting him disappeared automatically.
After entering the door, the first thing Angel saw was Froude who greeted him.
"You didn't stay in the cave?" Angel asked smoothly.
Froude smiled and said: "There is no need to go to the cave for the time being."
Angel paused for a moment, then glanced at Froude doubtfully, his eyes slowly wandering around, and finally settled on a corner of the hall.
A little girl wearing a blood-red dress is floating above the dining table. Her dark brown hair is growing longer and longer... until it exceeds the height of the little girl. The hair seems to be alive, twisting and transforming. With one nimble hand, he knocked over the dessert in front of a maid at the table below.
The maid wailed and looked at the little girl above her head angrily: "If you keep doing this, I'm going to be angry!"
"Then get angry." The little girl didn't care at all and even said provocatively.
"Oh, damn it!" the maid stood up: "I'm celebrating you, and I asked the chef to make a cake, but you still don't appreciate it!"
"Celebrate for me?" The little girl rolled her eyes: "You are the only one eating, eating, eating, and I am watching from the side. Do you call this celebrating for me?"
A trace of embarrassment flashed across the maid's expression, she hesitated and said, "You can't eat, right? I, I'm eating on your behalf."
"This is the first time I've heard that celebrating can be a substitute for celebrating?"
Maid: "..., no matter what, you shouldn't knock over the cake. The chef did a really hard job."
The little girl snorted coldly, ignoring the maid's protest, and continued to manipulate the hand that turned into hair, knocking over all kinds of food on the table. The angry maid's eyes were red and tears were shining.
Angel looked at this scene and finally understood what Froud meant: "Sanny also succeeded?"
The little girl floating above the dining table is Sunny.
Angel remembered that when he left the catacombs to go to Saint Syme City, Shanni was still awake. Unexpectedly, Shanni also came out of seclusion in just a few hours.
Froude nodded: "Just before, Shanni entered the final step. I was extremely nervous at the time, for fear that Shanni would fall, but luckily, Shanni made it through."
Now that Shani has successfully understood the soul trick, Flood naturally has no reason to stay in the cave.
Angel: "This is good news, and Shanni's control of the soul power is not bad."
While chatting with Froude, they walked into the hall. But even after they came in, the argument between the little girl and the maid at the dining table still didn't stop.
Froude walked up to the maid and knocked her on the head angrily: "Why don't you come out quickly."
The maid pouted, snorted twice, rolled her eyes and fainted. As the maid fainted, a cute little shota soul emerged from the maid's head. This soul was none other than Ada.
Asking the knight on the side to take the maid back to his room, Froud took the two little ones to the sofa and sat down in a proper manner.
Ada was still a little dissatisfied: "It's obviously Shanni's fault, but you didn't blame her, and you still called me out. I finally found someone who agreed to my possession... Master Thiessen, you are partial."
Frode pretended not to hear, but Sunny snickered beside her and said, "Who said you are the only one who can eat now~"
Froude praised Shanni in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, showing a state of treating everyone equally: "You just stay here first, especially Shanni, you have just learned the soul trick, and you still need some Sedimentation. Also, stop bullying Ada. If you let me see you again, you will go and perform in the square with Flafil for ten days and a half!"
After settling the two little ones, Flood walked to the window, because Angel was standing in front of the window, looking at the pattering rain outside.
"My lord, why didn't you see Dangros?"
Angel looked out the window and whispered: "It will be here soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a bang and the door was pushed open.
A severed hand, wet all over and with pale palms, appeared outside the door. As soon as he walked in, he shivered.
"Dangros?" Froude looked over in surprise: "Why are you outside?"
Dangross staggered in, trembling from time to time to disperse the moisture from his body.
"I, I don't know how I ended up in the flower bed outside. Wasn't I in Ruby's garden..." Dangros' voice was confused.
"Who knows." Angel: "Didn't you walk back by yourself?"
Froude looked at Dangros, then looked back at Angel, somewhat confused as to what the situation was.
Dangros whispered: "Did I walk back by myself?"
Angel nodded: "Probably, otherwise why would you appear here? Can't you remember?"
Dangros said to himself: "Is that so? I remember I was in the ruby garden, enjoying the comfortable quenching fluid. What happened next... I seem to have forgotten."
"You probably came back because you felt you were tired of Saint Syme City, right?" Angel made an excuse for Dangros.
Dangelos was stunned for a moment, then nodded subconsciously: "I'm indeed a little bored, I kind of want to..."
"What are you thinking about?" Froude asked doubtfully.
Dangros stopped quickly: "I didn't think about anything. Mr. Pat was right. Apart from the quenching fluid, there is nothing interesting in Saint-Selm, so I came back by myself. But I didn't expect it to rain. I hate rain."
As Dangros spoke, he subconsciously wanted to get closer to Angel.
But before it could come over, it was blocked by a magical hand.
"I heard Drew say that you did something big in Saint Syme City..."
Dangros paused for a moment and looked up, only to see Angel's expression being serious.
"I, I actually... it's not my fault..."
Angel ignored Dangros and let his magic hands pick him up and throw him into the fireplace nearby: "Do you think you are absolutely right? Let's reflect here first."
After speaking, Angel turned around and walked aside to sit down.
Froude: "My lord, Dangoros it..."
Angel: "Don't worry about it, let it wake up first."
Whether it's throwing Dangross outside in the flower bed for a while or letting it into the fireplace, it's Angel's process of getting it to wake up. Although Fritz had a bigger blame for what happened in St. Syme City, Dangros was not entirely without fault. Angel made such a decision based on the education he received from Dangros.
Wise Magu would understand his painstaking efforts, right?
n.
