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November 3rd, Saturday morning, Pritz Harbor.
Fors, who had arrived here early in the morning with Lawrence, was curiously observing the largest and most important port in the Loen Kingdom.
Compared to Backlund, the roads here were noticeably wider, but in terms of cleanliness, they were significantly worse than Backlund. However, it was worth mentioning that even though it was only about sixty kilometers from Backlund, the air was much fresher and permeated with the smell of the sea. This might be because Pritz Harbor had no factories.
Since she wasn't sure how many days she would stay here after meeting her new teacher, Fors naturally didn't buy a return boat ticket—that's right, a boat ticket, because it was cheaper to take a boat back to Backlund from here than to take a train. As someone who would split a penny in half to spend it, Fors was very conscious of saving money.
After walking for a while with Lawrence, who was clearly familiar with the area, Fors found that they had arrived in front of an old-looking small building.
"This is it..." Lawrence looked up at the building, then led Fors inside. They met the girl at the front desk, and without any trouble, the two arrived at the office of Lawrence's good friend.
"Long time no see, Lawrence, I'm glad your body looks quite healthy."
In the office, a man of medium height with exaggerated arms, making one think of some sailors, with neatly combed hair and deep features carrying a faint sense of majesty, smiled the moment he saw Lawrence. He stood up and walked over to Lawrence to give him a hug.
"I'm also glad you look the same as when we last met." Lawrence, seeing his old friend, was clearly in a good mood. After hugging the man, he took the initiative to introduce him:
"This is Fors Wall, the girl I mentioned in my last letter to you. I think you'll like her; she'll be a good student."
Then he introduced her to Fors:
"This is Dorian Gray, my good friend, your future teacher."
It really is Mister Dorian, as Rudy mentioned... Fors sighed in her heart, not surprised, as she had already developed a good acceptance of the mysteriousness Rudy displayed due to various reasons. She just slightly nervously bowed to Dorian and said:
"Teacher Dorian, hello."
"Hello, Fors."
Although he was from the Justiciar pathway and naturally carried an aura of majesty, Dorian was clearly not a rigid or serious person. He immediately showed a kindly smile and said, "You are already a Sequence 9 Apprentice, right?"
"Yes." Fors nodded.
"That's good, but I wonder how well you've digested the potion?" Dorian asked like a kind teacher checking on a student's progress, rather than a new teacher who had just met Fors.
"I've already digested the Apprentice potion, but I haven't found the Trickmaster potion formula yet," Fors answered honestly. She wasn't afraid of exposing that she knew the Acting Method, because Lawrence had already taught her the Acting Method before.
"It's pretty much as I expected. It seems this welcome gift is just what you need." Dorian smiled, seemingly having anticipated it. He then said, "Follow me."
After speaking, Dorian led Fors and Lawrence to a room on the second floor. This seemed to be Dorian's lounge, and it was clear that no one else would usually disturb him here.
After the three entered the room, Dorian immediately closed the door and drew the curtains. Then he pulled out a jewel-encrusted harmonica and blew it hard.
What is this... for?
Fors, who clearly lacked knowledge of mysticism, was somewhat bewildered. Then, with a "whoosh!", a considerable gust of wind suddenly swept through the room. Fors even heard a trembling sound, possibly crying, at that moment, which made two words flash through her mind—Ghost?
However, these thoughts were soon dispelled, because Fors saw that after a door made of light opened, something that looked like a sphere, half-illusory and half-real, flew out of the door.
This sphere was entirely milky white, with no eyes, nose, arms, or legs, only a crack on its surface that resembled a mouth.
Is this a Spirit World creature?
Because she had just received the whistle to summon his messenger from Rudy yesterday, Fors naturally made an instant guess. She then saw Dorian directly play a unique folk song on the harmonica, which seemed to please the Spirit World creature. Then, the Spirit World creature spat out two items that looked like Beyonder ingredients.
It can do that?
Fors felt like she had learned something new.
Dorian, smiling and with a hint of pride, introduced his contracted partner to Fors.
—Malmouth, a rare Spirit World creature that can swallow many things without damaging them, making it a walking spatial warehouse.
However, what Dorian didn't know was that as he proudly introduced his contracted partner to his student, an invisible person in the room was looking at Malmouth, stroking his chin with a thoughtful expression.
"Hmm, if I remember correctly, the creation method for a certain spatial artifact seems to require the characteristics of this type of Spirit World creature."
Lin Ruo muttered in his heart. After connecting with Bornova and learning that he had previously created many strange things, Lin Ruo had systematically learned about the knowledge of creating mystical items. So, when he saw Malmouth now, his first reaction wasn't "This thing is great, I want one too" but "This thing is great, let's see if it can be crafted into a mystical item."
Lin Ruo felt that this might be a kind of occupational hazard that even amnesia couldn't erase.
While Lin Ruo was considering a hundred ways to use Malmouth, Dorian handed the two Beyonder ingredients to Fors. Undoubtedly, these were the main ingredients for concocting the Trickmaster potion, and Dorian had the supplementary ingredients in his room.
It can be said that, whether in the original work or now, Dorian is a very generous person.
Although this might also be related to the fact that a Sequence 8 potion itself is not much for a Sequence 5 like Dorian, this does not change his generous nature.
Fors naturally felt overwhelmed by such a gift. She originally wanted to be reserved, but under the persuasion of Lawrence and Dorian, she eventually concocted the potion on the spot and chose to advance.
Lin Ruo could see that after this experience, Fors's approval and favorability towards Dorian had risen sharply.
She was originally a good girl who knew how to repay kindness.
After completing her advancement, Fors chatted with Dorian, mainly exchanging a lot of basic mystical knowledge. It was clear that Dorian probably wanted to gauge Fors's mystical foundation before teaching.
They chatted for a while, so long that Lin Ruo yawned multiple times and even suspected that Salted Fish had forgotten the task, when Fors suddenly seemed to remember something and asked:
"Teacher, I heard Lawrence say that you all believe in a great existence called Angel of Judgment. What kind of existence is he?"
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