The thing on his chest? Angel instinctively thought of the Outer Eye.
No one had ever discovered anything unusual about the Outer Eye. Even when he had gone to see Lord Rhein, the other man had failed to notice it... Could it be that this Balalaika had uncovered the Outer Eye's secret?
As Angel's thoughts churned with unease, Balalaika continued, "I just feel strangely familiar looking at it. Could it be from the Abyss?"
The Outer Eye was from the Abyss? Wasn't it from another universe? As Angel puzzled over this, he realized that everyone was looking at his chest—or, more precisely, the inner pocket over his chest.
A little head poked out from the breast pocket, curiously surveying its surroundings.
"You mean Toby came from the Abyss?" Sanders asked.
Balalaika brushed back a lock of hair that had fallen beside her ear. "So its name is Toby? I don't know whether it came from the Abyss. But there is a feeling within it that is very familiar to me. Could it be the descendant of an old friend?"
Balalaika raised her head and stared directly at Angel.
"Well? Trade me your right hand, or that little fellow named Toby, and I will grant your wish." After a pause, Balalaika exhaled a hazy plume of smoke. "Even if you wish to break through immediately... to become what you call a formal wizard? I can grant that too."
The moment Balalaika finished speaking, everyone's gaze gathered on Angel.
Especially the apprentices inside the Frost Church. They peered at Angel through the gaps in the door, envy and greed flashing in their eyes. This was what they had sought all their lives, yet for Angel, it was merely a choice laid before him. How could they not be green with envy?
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