Super Dimensional Wizard Chapter 258 Balance

It seems that many things happened this night. Angel has always been a shallow sleeper. Only this time he faintly hears someone talking and screaming, then the sound of things being smashed.

The next morning, Angel woke up bleary-eyed as he got out of bed. He wanted to go on and sleep for a while longer, but he was forced to get up from all the screaming. The voice came from the next room, but it didn’t belong to David, it belonged to the shadow servant.

Angel got up with a yawn and saw Toby twittering at the bedside. To others, it may seem like noise. But Angel knew Toby was actually singing < Castle in the Sky >. The problem was, his tone wasn’t perfect, resulting in a loss of aesthetic sense.

After changing Toby to his fisherman’s outfit, Angel went along and smoothed his feathers: “This is a Wizard Market with many official wizards, so you’d better not run around and make trouble. The range of activities is best limited to only about the range of this courtyard.”

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

Ten minutes later, Angel stood in front of the room next door. He felt the fantasy world he arranged last night was still running, and the node hadn’t been damaged at all. The screams of the shadow servant are still coming from the inside.

“Good morning, Angel.” At this moment, David walked out of the door opposite with a yawn.

“Good morning.” After Angel washed, his spirit was a little more refreshed, but he could still see some tiredness on his face.

Hearing the shadow servant scream, David sighed and said: “It took me half an hour to get out of the fantasy world yesterday. Your basic illusion spell is simply amazing. If you hadn’t told me early in the morning that you had blinded my spatial perception, I wouldn’t have been able to figure out my position. Finally, after closing my eyes. I calculated the distance between room furnis.h.i.+ngs in my mental s.p.a.ce. After doing so, I figured out the exit door is above the top of the inverted room.”

“In fact, you can just blast a hole directly into the wall and come out. The fantasy world I arranged wasn’t big. After coming out, you can mend the wall again.” Angel said casually.

David froze and said: “Yes! Why didn’t I think of this? I’ve been foolishly calculating for most of the day?”

Angel pointed to the shadow servant who was still screaming and making trouble in the room as he said to David: “Did you find out his ident.i.ty?”

When referring to this incident, David sighed heavily and said: “I should’ve him killed yesterday. He deceived me.”

“Deceive you?” Angel asked.

“Well, he isn’t a child at all. If you listen to his voice, you will not hear a child’s voice at all.” David said angrily: “He woke up in the middle of the night yesterday and started crying. I didn’t go in but asked him for some basic information from outside the door. The guy simply didn’t make a peep. Later, perhaps he felt it was torture to be stuck so long in your fantasy world. He screamed and cried before telling me some information.”

As the two chatted while walking downstairs: “Despite the fact he looks like a 7 or 8-year-old, he is already 18 years old and hasn’t grown ever since he woke up his innate ability at the age of 7. He hadn’t mentioned his name or say why he was stealing, he just said he was searching for someone.”

David felt even angrier when he said this: “If I had known he was 18 years old, I would have…”

When they came to the kitchen, David still cursed at his feeling of being cheated under his breath as Angel began to prepare breakfast.

While cutting dry pancakes and pouring milk, Angel’s mind was racing.

David said the shadow servant was… No, he should be a young shadow servant. He hasn’t grown since he woke up his innate ability at the age of 7.

This reminds Angel of what Sanders once told him: People with innate talents aren’t always favoured.

Sanders remark seems to be confirmed by Trickle of the Resting Stream’s drowsiness and this shadow servant boy’s stagnant growth. This is just like the hidden rule of the World of Wizards—The principle of Equivalent Exchange. Every gift and curse must be in Balance. Some unseen law is faithfully implementing the “Path of Balance.” Whatever is given, something will definitely be taken back. This style seems similar to a Great Devil in the Abyss. It kind of gives one a strong feeling of buying and selling. No wonder Sanders laments that people with innate talent aren’t necessarily truly blessed.

If he were born with an “Immaterial Body,” would he be willing to exchange being deprived of all future physical growth?

Angel is absolutely unwilling to do so. Although his knowledge and experience will increase with the pa.s.sage of time, physical growth is still a necessary process. In the process of growing, the body will secrete hormones, allowing an individual to evolve from within. The wavelengths released by the brain, as well as the frequency of reception will vary with physiological growth.

This is an evolutionary process.

In fact, in Angel’s eyes. Although the shadow servant’s actual age is already 18 years old, many internal changes can’t keep up because of his stagnation of growth. In fact, his psychological age may still be around 10 years old, and he perhaps will cry if there is something he doesn’t agree with. This is obviously the nature of a child’s mind.

To be Peter Pan for a lifetime for innate talent. At least in Angel’s eyes, is already a transaction with no gain and only steady losses? If he lived in a peaceful world, Peter Pan’s naivety can be a reason for public affection. But in the cannibalistic Wizard Plane, even if he has talent, he can’t face the hidden arrows of human nature. Not to mention living in Shadow Demon City where evil breeds rampantly.

After the two had finished breakfast, no one mentioned the shadow servant youth again. They had many things to do and had no time to keep an eye on another person.

Angel plans to go out and buy some materials. David goes to the underground storage to sort out some of the materials to bring back to the Savage Grottoes.

The two were men separated. Angel took Toby with him. Before leaving, he still let Toby nest in his warm chest pocket with only a small head exposed and secretly guarding him. Toby also has no objections to this arrangement. He can fly out at any time if he wants to, but there are few opportunities to get close to his little master. Toby enjoyed himself in the warm embrace of his little master.

As soon as Angel walked to the door of the stronghold building with the tree logo. He saw Promi coming out from a distant street with a lost expression.

Last night, Promi didn’t return at all. Looking at his expression, he didn’t seem to find the thing he needed.

When Angel came up and asked, as he expected, Promi shook his head to him as he said: “I ran all over Twilight Deep Well’s alchemy stores, and I even partic.i.p.ated in several private meetings. But I still found nothing. There are some weapons meant for close-ranged attack against the undead, but there were none for long-range. Even if the weapon was for a close-ranged attack. The effect wasn’t very good and isn’t in line with the trust placed on this old man’s shoulders at all.”

Promi lamented as he said: “It seems that I only have the option of going at night to see if there is anything I need in the Twilight Auction. However, I see no hope.”

“Don’t worry, there will be something.” Angel thought to himself: If you didn’t find anything at Twilight Auction, I will depict the “Overture of Death” for you.

“Thank you for your kind words.” Promi gave a wry smile and asked: “Are you heading out to buy materials? Do you need me to accompany you? There are some deeply hidden alchemy stores. You need someone to lead the way before you can find them. In addition, you can find many cheap and rare materials at those stores.”

Angel’s heart was moved, but he looked at Promi’s slightly haggard expression and waved his hand as he said: “What I’m going to buy today is low-grade materials such as echo flowers, so I’m not looking for anything too precious. Otherwise, I would spend too much money today and might be unable to get what I want at the auction tonight.”

“Yes, keep your magic crystals first, then I’ll show you the way tomorrow evening to Twilight Auction.” Promi laughed as he said: “By the way, if you need to move a lot of materials, you can hire mortal workers in Shadow Demon City and let them help you move the materials.”

“Twilight Deep Well allow mortals in?” Angel asked.

“As long as there is a wizard with them, mortals can come in. When they go out of Twilight Deep Well. They will forget everything that happened here. At most, they will have a vague impression of what happened.” Promi said.

“The wizards’ influence is truly everywhere.” With light emotions, Angel said goodbye to Promi and walked deeper into a street.

Promi watched Angel’s back from afar and didn’t turn away until he disappeared.

……

In the downtown area of Shadow Demon City where the people in power lived, there is an aristocratic mansion near the royal palace.

The proud young man with his head held high came in as the elderly long-armed housekeeper led him to the study.

“Why are you here? Have you found Wimbledon?” A middle-aged shadow servant was sitting in the study. If one were to look carefully, one would see that he looks very similar to the young man with his head held high.

“Father, I smelled Wimbledon’s scent in an alley. But he seemed to have been taken away by some Wizard Lord.” When he spoke to his father, the young man bowed his head.

“Wizard Lord? Carefully tell me more about what happened.” The middle-aged shadow servant said.

The young man carefully spoke of what he saw and the middle-aged shadow servant was in a moment of thought: “The frost on the ground you saw should be from Frostfall. You don’t know about the World of Wizards. This person shouldn’t be a formal Wizard, but an apprentice. There aren’t too many formal wizards around…”

“But even if this is an apprentice, we can’t afford to mess with them.” The young man said.

The middle-aged shadow servant sighed as he said: “We aren’t to mess with a wizard apprentice, but we can’t mess with a formal wizard either. Wimbledon is favoured by Red Lotus Lord so we must bring him to Red Lotus Lord at all costs. Otherwise, the fury from an formal wizard will be enough to burn this city down.”

Between the two evils, they will have the go with the lesser one. The middle-aged shadow servant can only make this choice. This is the sorrow of mortals, but also the sorrow belonging to the shadow servant people.

“You should first continue looking for clues about Wimbledon. Red Lotus Lord will come back in half a month. I’ll talk to Red Lotus Lord then.” The middle-aged shadow servant had a bitter face as he said: “I hope Red Lotus Lord could spare us for the sake of the contribution by our clansmen in the past.”

……

Angel returned to Shadow Demon City along the way he came in from yesterday.

According to what Promi said, basically all mortals in Shadow Demon City. Whether men, women or children, are willing to sell their labour as long as they are paid. But as Angel looked around, he saw no one around. He only heard an uproar of voices on the other side of the part.i.tion wall.

Angel remembers there seemed to be the Enchanting Fragrance Grand Theatre on the other side.