Warlock Apprentice

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

This beautiful line was probably done by Miss Margaret. It seemed the note was never sent out, so this Augustin did not know that Margaret loved him too. The unspoken love was buried here forever, never to see light again.

An image appeared in Angor’s mind. Two lovers, who adored each other, could not express their love for some reason. In the end, a disaster came and separated them forever, leaving no fruit, but a wilted and priceless sentiment behind.

These notes told the brief but romantic story of two secret lovers. Unfortunately, the story did not have a happy ending.

Angor commented “how destinies fool people around” and put the notes back.

Angor was an outsider. The Nether City ¹ was discovered tens of thousands of years ago, so the lovers’ story had to come from that age as well, if not earlier. There was no point minding the grand finale of such an old story.

Nothing else worth noting in these letters. He needed to search the other places.

Angor checked around Margaret’s room again. He did not find anything, but he had a question about some details in the room.

Ever since he walked the stairs and explored the rooms, most objects rotted away or decayed over time, apart from some special items.

However, he did not find anything like that in this room. The surface of the desk was bright and clean like new, and the silk blanket on the bed was smooth and comforting to the touch, which still released a mild fragrance. Even the more fragile items like clothing and make-up powders were in good condition as if Margaret was caring for herself just a moment ago.

Did time show mercy here? Or did the Nightmare Realm “projected” the place like this? He would never figure these out now.

Angor left Margaret’s room and entered the other bedroom. Telling from the decorations, this belonged to the original owner of the “house”.

Angor searched the room for quite a while without finding anything. Being someone who lived in a noble family for many years, he believed the bedroom of a big family should have somewhere to hide things. His deceased father had such a secret section in his bedroom to place valuables.

This was why Angor did not stop looking despite not finding anything in his first attempt.

In the end, he did find a secret passage.

It was located under the bed, hidden under a square cover. A deep and dark tunnel.

Angor crouched into the tunnel and reached a concealed place soon. It was narrow, about three or four square meters. There were a bookshelf and some unknown items inside.

This had to be a “hidden stash” of the owner. With a bit of excitement, Angor went to the bookshelf first.

There were three levels on the bookshelf, full of books. Angor picked up a random one called Comments on How to Extract Valuable Materials (1) .

“An alchemy book… Teacher didn’t have this one,” Angor thought to himself and read several pages. There was deep alchemy knowledge in the book, intended for experienced wizards.

Angor took out some more books, which were all alchemy ones. Most of them were valuable, unique copies which could not be found in Sunders’ collection.

He was filled with joy. Now, this was an unexpected treasure!

After recording all of the books, Angor realized they were more valuable than he thought. Some of the alchemy theories were only applicable to legendary wizards or someone in higher ranks. He was sure these books were beyond priceless. Whoever could have collected these?

After finishing the books, Angor walked to the other items with a happy mood. He did not know what these were before, but after seeing some of the alchemy information in the books, he recognized that these things were mostly related to alchemy applications. High-quality ones.

It was a pity that he could not take them away. For one, they might just disappear like all the other previous items. Besides, they were pretty large, he could not possibly carry them with him.

So he had to give up in the end. He was still happy about acquiring valuable books.

Leaving the bedroom, Angor stepped into the last room on the second floor.

The room was to the left. Angor knew that nobles tended to regard “left” as “important”, so he was most interested in this room.

The first thing that came into his view in the room was a large bookcase.

Angor’s eyes shined. The last room was a study!

The design was simple. One bookcase, one desk, several oil paintings on the wall. Angor rushed to the bookcase and opened its cover doors. However, he was disappointed after checking some of the books.

There were a lot of books. But… most of them were official files about the Nether City, such as construction approval documents, gardening files, books about the arrangement of main traffic roads, and city defense structures. These occupied the entire bookcase.

Angor sighed and returned the books. At least he now knew that this place was called the “Nether City”, not the Garden of Labyrinth. At least that was something.

As for the owner of this place, Angor had an idea that he was a high officer of some sort since he took care of such important files. He might even be a core manager of Nether City.

These were unimportant though. Nether City was a bunch of ruins now.

Angor closed the glass doors of the bookcase and slowly moved to the desk. He saw an opened book and a quill placed in an ink bottle when he entered the room. Seemed like someone was writing on the desk.

Angor sat on the chair and read the book.

It was a notebook. The current page was half-finished. Its owner had probably left it here for some reason.

Angor flipped to the first page to check what was written.

The first line on the front page of the book surprised Angor for good.

Singularity Dispersive Meditation.

This was a meditation book?! And the first of its kind Angor ever saw in the Nightmare Realm. This was the center of the underground maze, so could it be the special channeling method book Sunders mentioned?

Angor became excited. If so, he would begin his path of wizardry with the help of this book!

He wanted to read on. However, his teacher’s words reminded him that even if he memorized the book down to every single word in the Nightmare Realm, he would forget everything upon returning to the wizarding world.

Angor calmed down, and carefully photographed every page of the book with his hologram tablet. Once this was done, he finally sat down to read it.