Frod's Confusion

Although what had just happened left Angel feeling somewhat stifled, fortunately, the outcome had not been bad. At the very least, after this, he could temporarily set aside the favor he owed Jiebo.

Moreover, this farcical incident should greatly lessen their suspicions of him. After all, under Siliwu's truth-verification technique, he truly had not taken that mysterious item.

"Mr. Pat, are you all right?"

As Angel sank into thought, Frod, seated opposite him, spoke up.

Seeing Angel look at him in confusion, Frod continued, "Earlier, I saw Lord Siliwu's pressure. It seemed to have injured you."

Frod was referring to when Angel had vomited blood earlier.

"I'm fine." Angel waved a hand. He had forced out that blood himself and had not been injured. "You called him Lord Siliwu. Do you know him?"

Frod nodded. "I have only heard rumors about Lord Siliwu. He comes from Deep Sea Song and is known as the 'Big Fish Warlock.' He is skilled in summoning spells and ocean spells. That enormous ray beneath his feet just now was his summoned beast, named Biji."

"Big Fish Warlock, Siliwu." Angel softly repeated the name. His expression remained calm, but inwardly, he committed it to memory.

Frod had originally wanted to ask about the specifics of what had just happened, but the words reached his lips and were swallowed back down. He was already a soul. What difference did it make whether he knew or not?

Before long, they arrived at Bolai Town.

Angel sensed the illusion located in the orphanage and discovered that Duru was currently sleeping out in the open on the playground. Even in sleep, his face still bore traces of panic.

Yada, meanwhile, sat on a wooden horse nearby, rocking back and forth as he curiously studied the thick fog beyond the