Super Dimensional Wizard

Angel opened his eyes and returned to reality from the wilderness of dreams.

He stayed in the Wilderness of Dreams for less than a quarter of an hour this time, and after confirming that Leon was fine, he hurriedly returned to reality. The reason is

"Dong dong dong." A clear knock sounded from outside the door.

Angel stretched out his finger and tapped the void, and the door a few meters away automatically opened, revealing a rickety figure.

It was Anada who stood at the door.

Although the door was opened, Anada was a little hesitant to step into the house. It wasn't until "Please come in" was heard that Anada lowered her head and walked in staggeringly.

Anada was holding a dinner plate in her hand, which contained an exquisite mithril teapot and matching short cup, as well as a plate of emerald green desserts.

"Sir, this is Night Demon black tea and cold refreshments." Anada placed the plate in front of Angel with some restraint.

Angel: "Is this what Zslade asked you to send?"

Anada shook her head: "No, sir, this is me..." Anada suddenly didn't know what to say, and hesitated for a long time without saying a word.

Angel smiled softly: "So, this is the dessert you prepared... Well, it tastes pretty good."

Angel's calmness made Ananda's nervous mood gradually relax. She nodded: "Yes, this is the snack I prepared. I am very grateful..."

"I'm very grateful to you, sir, for telling me about Linye Potion, so that I wouldn't despair."

She prepared this plate of after-dinner snacks to repay Angel's kindness.

Angel: "So, you exchanged the Night Potion from Zislade and gave away your youth?"

"Yes." Anada nodded.

"Is it worth it?" Angel gently tapped the glass table with his fingertips, his eyes quietly staring at the old acquaintance in front of him.

"It's worth it." Anada said without hesitation: "When I knew that wizards existed in this world, I suddenly felt that my environment and my life were all so ordinary, as if they were shrouded in darkness. There is a layer of fog that cannot be cleared away. I want to go above the fog to see what kind of scenery there will be."

"I know that only when I become a wizard can I see the world clearly."

Anada still stuttered a bit at the beginning, but perhaps because of the relaxed atmosphere given by Angel, her voice slowly began to flow smoothly.

"But I have no talent. I thought I would be stuck in the quagmire my whole life, until adults told me that I still have hope. As long as I can find the Night Potion, I can still step into the field I long for."

This inspired Anada and made her unwilling to give up. She left Daredevil City and wandered the wasteland looking for opportunities. Finally, a tired Anada found Zslade's antique shop.

Perhaps it was her persistence that led her to the antique store; or perhaps the antique store was calling her, causing her to stumble and find her destination.

She finally succeeded in becoming a transcendent, even if she paid a high price.

Angel: "Now that you have taken this step, have you seen the scenery you hoped to see?"

"I saw a little bit." Anada lowered her head slightly: "But, I want to see more."

Angel smiled, took a sip of tea, nodded and ate the last bite on the plate and said, "Then I wish you can realize your wish."

Anada bowed deeply, picked up the empty dinner plate, and prepared to leave.

But when she walked to the door, Anada turned her head again and asked softly with some hesitation: "Sir, can I ask a question?"

Angel nodded noncommittally.

"Whipton...is he still living on Magic Island?"

"Yes."

Anada thought for a while: "I have something I want to give to Whibton. Is there any way to deliver it to him?"

Angel: "I remember Zslade told me before that Whibbiton often comes here."

Anada lowered her head and smiled bitterly: "I...I don't want to see him with this face."

Angel looked at Anada. From the previous conversation, he could feel Anada's strong pursuit of the path to transcendence. He thought that Anada really didn't care about this skin, but now it seems that she doesn't care at all.

Angel thought for a while: "I believe Whibbiton won't care what you become."

Anada was silent for a long time before saying: "But, I care." She hoped that in Whibbiton's memory, he would still be as vivid as before, instead of the old look he is now.

Angel did not try to understand Anada's complicated thoughts at this time. He thought for a moment and said: "The Magic Island does not welcome outsiders, but if you believe me, I can help you transfer it to Whibbiton."

Anada: "I believe you, sir."

Soon, Anada took out the items she wanted to transfer to Whibbiton from her package.

Angel thought that Anada would give Whibbiton something commemorative, such as her belongings, or something endowed with spiritual value.

However, Anada finally pulled out a few rocks.

There are red characters on these stones, and you can faintly smell the smell of blood.

In Angel's view, these stones were just ordinary stones, but when those red characters appeared on them, Angel felt a strange and inconsistent feeling.

Doesn't it seem like a mortal thing?

Angel took a closer look and saw that the red characters drawn on the stone were not the words he recognized, nor were they magic patterns. Instead, they looked a bit like... the lines of the Great Will Veins.

Angel suddenly thought of something: "Is this a tribute?"

Anada nodded: "Yes."

The so-called tribute is actually a kind of media responsible for rituals.

Angel knows very little about ritual science, because ritual science is not popular in the Southern Region. Although it is not pursued by extremist sects like inscription literature, there are still very few people in the Southern Region who understand ritual science, and it can even be said that there are only a handful.

Angel only knew that ritual science had a huge system that was not inferior to alchemy.

The stone tribute in front of me still smells of blood, indicating that it was formed not long ago. Angel looked at Ananda in confusion: "Did you make this?"

Anada nodded: "Yes, this is a tribute from the round stone ceremony. As long as you arrange it neatly around you and consume a quarter of the magic crystal, the ceremony can be activated. Its function is to make People concentrate and at the same time pay close attention..."

Whippedon is a person who can't calm down, and this is also a headache for Butler Good. The tribute sent by Anada was aimed at Whibbiton's shortcomings of being distracted.

"Do you know rituals?" Angel asked curiously.

Anada: "I know a little bit about it. I have only learned the round stone ceremony and a small part of the prayer ceremony. The store manager taught it to me."

Although Angel was quite interested in ritual science, he did not ask Anada any further questions. After receiving the stone, he said, "I will hand it over to Whibbiton."

"Sir, can you please not tell him that this stone was given by me?" Anada hesitated for a moment and then said.

Angel looked at her deeply and nodded directly without asking the reason: "Okay."

"Thank you, sir." After Anada finished speaking, she bowed to Angel and slowly withdrew.

Angel rubbed the stone in his hand and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "These two people are quite interesting. Whibbiton gave Anada the potion, and Anada gave Whibbiton the tribute..."