Warlock Apprentice

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

While Greya imagined Toby’s future plans, Angor was still focused on the five emotions—”five spices”.

He could more or less understand how the five organs of a great beast possessed the powers of emotions. But however did Toby actually trigger them?

If he could learn something about this, he might be able to get prepared for when Toby experienced another emotion attack.

Angor tried to recall what happened on the day Toby fainted. It was the Krakok brothers who ripped his chest open by using their small door, which caused him to blackout. According to Shadow’s words, Toby began to attack him madly because the bird believed he killed Angor.

Was that the reason? Toby was furious about what had happened, and it caused “wrath” to show up?

Angor agreed with his own deduction. At the same time, he was happy—at least he wouldn’t worry about dying alone in this world. There was someone who still cared for him.

As the fight continued, Naga would lose energy faster and faster. As long as Shadow was persistent, the puppet would get exhausted sooner or later.

The fight was fun to watch, but Shadow couldn’t keep it up forever. Each time he received too many bruises on his body, he would stay far away and rest before confronting Naga again.

And such intervals made Greya bored. With her soul incomplete, she could neither meditate or cook. More importantly, the “other soul” had consumed what was left of her materials.

“Should I go in there and play with him for a little while?…” Greya muttered.

Angor jumped a little at those words. He still needed Shadow to take him to Floating Mech City. He certainly couldn’t watch Shadow die right here. But again, he couldn’t simply force Greya to change ideas.

Since Greya was only bored…

“Lady Greya, shall we watch a drama to kill time?”

“Drama? Here? How?”

“Just a second. I’ll do it with my illusions.”

With that, Angor silently began to deploy illusion nodes.

Greya was a little surprised at the idea. She knew Angor learned some nice illusions after watching the Twilight Auction replay, but she didn’t expect the boy to be able to create actual drama.

“Ohh, this might be interesting.” Greya’s eyes brimmed with curiosity. She wondered what Angor could bring her.

Speaking of dramas watched by kids… Fairytale? War shows? Or palace harem fights?

None of them sounded fun, but they were at least better than looking at a man swaying his stick around.

Greya was surprised again when she saw Angor showing her his travels with Toby.

From the trip on the cloud whale when Toby would deny all of Angor’s questions like a spoiled kid, to the coastal area when Toby protected Angor from an attacker like a real friend, then to the bird’s small music concerts… Angor skillfully manipulated his illusions to display a drama based on Toby’s life.

It was more like a hologram movie than a stage drama.

Inside the “movie”, Angor would occasionally put himself in there as well as intentionally focus on certain details such as his fights in Sky Tower with the help of Toby. By this, he hoped Greya might teach him something else about combat.

He wasn’t disappointed. Maybe to show her approval toward the splendid illusion or to reward Angor for his innovation, Greya had no problem answering Angor’s questions; all of which helped him a lot.

Angor was showing the best extent of his illusion abilities by making the scenes real and touching. There were still small logic flaws, but Greya didn’t notice any thanks to his hard effort.

To better satisfy Greya, he even added nightmare illusions inside the “movie” so that Greya could interact with different presences.

Unlike the room created for Flowey, this illusion was “alive”. Each frame of the “movie” required real-time calculation, which forced Angor to work his mind like a restless machine.

This experience also helped him broaden his view of illusions.

At first, he was still doing this to entertain Greya. Later on, Angor gradually immersed his mind in the amusement of making illusions, and the details of his works were visibly improving.

Greya simply observed the show with a constant smile. She always believed illusions were used for tricking and harming enemies. She did hear a rumor that Pleasure House had someone who could use illusions to serve their customers, but she never witnessed it for real.

And man, this was good!

Being able to make a wizard who had seen much of this world felt “entertained” was worth boasting about.