What Angel had been thinking about was naturally still related to Shoke's haunted house.
Ever since entering, one thing had puzzled him: why was there necessarily a process of "finding the safe house"?
In Angel's view, if there had to be a process of "finding the safe house," then the safe house would most likely be hidden very deeply and be extremely difficult to find—a negative trait. This was common among many powerful alchemical creations, semi-mysterious objects, and even some mysterious objects.
Or rather, it was a restriction, a price.
Such restrictions and prices were countless in the extraordinary world. Take the "Red Sword" Dox currently carried. He had specifically commissioned a renowned alchemist to forge it, and during the forging, the other party had given him three choices: either it possessed ultimate sharpness and agility, but the blade itself was relatively fragile; or it possessed ultimate bloodline-bearing power, but the blade was relatively cumbersome and dull; or it possessed considerable sharpness and bloodline-bearing power, but neither was especially outstanding.
In the end, Dox had chosen the second.
When you wanted to reach a certain extreme, you had to pay a price elsewhere. Like a scale—when one side was pressed down, the other would rise.
Of course, it was not impossible for both aspects to be good, for both to reach their limits, but that tested the maker. And even when both aspects were good, it did not mean there was no price; it was simply that the price might not be laid out in plain sight.
For instance, expensive materials and superb blending skill were also prices.
Beyond the example of the Red Sword, mysterious objects had similar prices as well... except this was no longer the maker's problem. The price itself was part of the mysterious object.
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