Seeing Angel's "feigned confusion," the Wise Sovereign could not be bothered to say more. He simply waved a hand. "Forget it, forget it. Whatever secret you want to hide, I will not concern myself with it. The contract has been successfully signed anyway. As long as you abide by it, nothing else matters."
The Wise Sovereign's "generous" declaration only left Angel even more puzzled.
Not only Angel—even the others did not understand what the Wise Sovereign meant.
—Angel's true face could not be shown to others? It was wrapped up tight?
Did the Wise Sovereign mean Angel's true appearance in the literal sense, or was it a metaphor, with "true face" actually referring to the true face of his personality? If it was the latter, perhaps they could understand. But if it was the former, then it was truly baffling.
They had all seen Angel's true appearance. To say it could not be shown to others was certainly wrong. As for whether Angel had hidden his real face—they were not blind. Apprentices might not be able to see through Transformation Spells, but formal wizards could, much less with Black Earl here. Whether what Angel had revealed was his true face or a false appearance could be told at a glance.
Everyone harbored doubts, but they could not speak in Angel's place. They all remained silent.
Meanwhile, little bubbles of confusion rose one after another in Angel's heart. He dearly wanted to ask for the precise reason, but he worried that the scene the Wise Sovereign had seen might have something to do with that one.
As Angel hesitated over whether to ask, the Wise Sovereign had already moved on to the next matter. "The contract has been formed. You may choose to have me fulfill it now, or at any