Basket Witch

The flying boots beneath his feet stamped through the air in succession, faint golden patterns forming in midair. Without a trace of worldly smoke, they melted into the boundless night. Angel streaked through the sky, crossing more than half of Yuesè City without alarming a single soul.

Before long, he came to a halt above a corner of Shenmu Long Street.

Looking down from the skies, Gorman's little courtyard was quiet and exquisite. The two-story pointed-roof loft had several square-paned windows glowing faintly from within.

One of the windows by the second-floor study stood open. A man in a black robe was reading through a stack of documents by the candlelight on the windowsill.

The documents in his hands were the information on Lucas that Gorman had shown Angel a few days ago.

This black-robed man was presumably one of the first group to approach Gorman for news of Lucas. Angel could clearly sense the faint energy fluctuations emanating from him.

Judging by the level of that energy, the black-robed man was likely only a beginner apprentice and had probably entered the path not long ago.

Not long after, the black-robed man finished reading the documents. A trace of indignation showed on his face as he questioned Gorman on the other side of the room. Clearly, he was far from satisfied with the information.

Gorman gave several explanations. From what Angel caught in the wind, Gorman's explanation to the black-robed man was the same as what he had told Angel before. If they wanted more information on Lucas, they could only go to the Anjou Dynasty.

After asking a few more questions about the Anjou Dynasty, the black-robed man grimly tossed Gorman a bag that clattered loudly, then left.

Angel had Toby follow the black-robed man while he slowly descended.