"Is that book spirit the one who was begging on the street before?" Sabo's voice came from beside Angel's ear.
A smile in his eyes, Angel nodded.
Back then, Black Codex had played the saxophone on the street. He claimed he was performing for money, but it looked more like begging.
According to Black Codex himself, in order to avoid being recognized—or rather, to avoid getting beaten up—he definitely would not use that appearance in today's match.
"That is rather interesting." After a pause, Sabo could not help asking curiously, "Is he really connected to Book Elder, as the audience suspects?"
Book Elder was one of Savage Cave's three great ancestral spirits, recognized by nearly all wizards as the most learned being in the Southern Region.
In a sense, Book Elder was also Savage Cave's most representative figure. Even compared to Lord Rhein, his prestige was greater.
Angel pondered for a moment. "I heard Serum mention that he really had met Book Elder, but I don't know what relationship they have."
Angel was telling the truth. Serum had indeed met Book Elder. Serum had insisted on becoming a Sage Body because Book Elder had told him that only a Sage Body had a chance to awaken a spirit. But Angel had never asked about the relationship between them.
Perhaps Book Elder thought highly of Serum, or perhaps he had merely offered guidance to a junior. It was hard to say. After all, Book Elder was like a divine dragon that showed its head but never its tail. Even though everyone knew he was always in the Cloudtop Library, no one could find him.
After hearing this, Sabo's gaze flickered. "Then I'm rather looking forward to his performance."
Sabo truly had begun to anticipate it, mainly because Angel cared about him