Before Angel could answer Frost's question, Isabella's expression on the other side had already turned somewhat awkward.
Angel was also considering whether he should answer.
If Isabella had not been here, he could have explained the whole chain of events. But saying it in front of Isabella left him feeling a little embarrassed as well.
Though Angel had yet to speak, Frost's insight was even sharper than imagined.
"What can be confirmed for now is that something went wrong in the final step, which prevented Prelude of Reincarnation from attaining the Mystic. But Prelude of Reincarnation did not fail completely and became a Half-Step Mystic instead. So, was there a problem with the Mystic Spirit?" Frost said softly. "Only half of the Mystic Spirit fused into it, which is why this happened. But why did only half fuse? Was the other half unable to merge, lost... or taken by someone?"
As Frost spoke, his gaze involuntarily shifted toward Isabella.
It was not because Isabella's expression was awkward. Mainly, because the only soul-type wizard present was Isabella. If someone had stolen the Mystic Spirit, Isabella was the most suspicious.
When Frost looked over, Isabella always felt as though he had seen straight through her. She lowered her head without saying a word.
Angel thought Frost had already discovered something. After considering it, he decided to recount what had happened.
In Angel's view, although it was rather regrettable that he had not become a Mystic Alchemist, it was difficult to determine who was right and who was wrong if one traced the matter back to its roots.
After all, he had been in the wrong for trespassing into Black Castle. Although he had provided nearly all the materials for refining Prelude of Reincarnation himself, the most crucial Mystic Spirit had been formed