Translator: SumTLMan

As the sound of footsteps faded, their figures disappeared at the end of the corridor.

But there was still a hint of doubt in Angel's eyes.

The old man named Rhine has no magic power fluctuation in his body, and his aura is calm and serene. He looks like an old-fas.h.i.+oned gentleman who was strict with himself. However, no matter whether it was the shadow servants or Sanders, they all paid respect to him. Obviously, he is not as simple as he looks.

“Master Pat, would you like to have dinner?” Goode dismissed the dark demon shadow servants and went to Angel.

“Housekeeper… Goode.” Angel said.

Hearing Goode's voice, Angel thought the Forbidden Sound Domain had been removed. But when he tried to greet Goode, he was now… able to speak, but his voice was as low as a kitten.

Angel choked his words and loudly coughed twice. But the volume was lower than the before.

What's going on here?! Angel's eyes were as round as saucers. He couldn't speak before, but now when he tried to talk, his voice was soft and lighter than a kitten's meow?

“Master Pat, just speak in a low voice. The Lord doesn't like it when people speak loudly. The louder you are, the smaller your voice will come become.” Housekeeper Goode warned in a low voice when he saw Angel's predicament.

“Is this Lord you are referring to that old man just now?” Angel lowered his voice, and now his speaking voice is much more normal, but the volume is still much lower than usual.

“Yes. Dinner is ready, Master Pat. Why don't you head to dinner first?” Goode suggested.

During dinner, Angel continued asking Goode for details about Rhine's ident.i.ty.

When Goode revealed this person's ident.i.ty, Angel suddenly reacted. Although he had met this person for the first time, he actually saw the record for this person more than once.

Silencer.Rhine.Muta！

The true owner of the Savage Grottoes and one of the few remaining legendary third level wizards in the Southern Region today!

Almost every apprentice who enters the Savage Grottoes has more or less heard legends of Lord Rhine. He has studied the power of silence to the extremes and has almost touched the edge of this law. Even the Will of the World acquiesced to the silence surrounding him.

He didn't need to cast any magic spells, and automatically had a wide range Forbidden Sound Domain. No wonder Angel felt it was strange when he landed on Phantom Island. He wondered why it was so quiet around here, it turned out to be from the Lord!

Usually, Rhine lives at the very top of Cloud Spire. Cloud Spire is located above the Tree of Eternity. No matter where in the Mirror World, one will be able to see the shadow of Cloud Spire.

Angel heard from others that Rhine hadn't climb down from the tower in decades. Why did he suddenly come to his mentor this time?

Although he was curious in his heart, Angel knew he was far away from these discussions. He was unqualified to even learn about formal wizards, let alone about Sanders and Rhine who are already giants in the wizard community.

Pressing down his curiosity, Angel decided on taking a breather outside the manor for a while after eating dinner. Lord Rhine's Forbidden Sound Domain only allowed him to speak at a lower volume, but the atmosphere of forced silence made him feel a little depressed.

Although it was still quiet outside the manor. The smell of the plants in the forest and the sound of a breeze blowing through his ear made him feel a little more at ease.

Angel sat by a stream beside the manor and closed his eyes to meditate silently.

Just before, with Sanders support, he used all his magic power on the improved Wind Tornado spell. Already long overdrawn, his body now felt empty. Although he didn't know what Sanders wanted him to do, there was nothing for him to do now anyway. Angel decided he might as well take this time and make up for his consumed magic power.

Time pa.s.sed quietly.

As the day faded, the curtain of the night was lifted and Angel stopped meditating.

The magic power in his body has reached the point of saturation.

Angel stopped meditating, but he didn't leave his mental s.p.a.ce. He has fully adapted to his current magic source restoration rate, no more instability should appear for now.

Angel pondered and thought it was time to continue building more mental force channels.

Today, his current mental force model looks like a sea urchin, scattering elongated mental channels around from the central Singularity Scattering Point. Each mental channel can absorb ancient magic. Thus, both his meditation efficiency and magic absorption rate have reached their peak.

Angel reckons that only a few more Singularity Scattering mental force channels need to be constructed before his magic source should be able to further expand. When the time comes to cast the improved version of Wind Tornado, there should be no shortage of magic power.

While Angel was meditating, suddenly, his ears seemed to switch on. The sounds of animals in the surrounding forest, the rus.h.i.+ng the stream, and the whirring wind suddenly returned at this moment.

Angel looked up and now saw a figure flying over Phantom Island, and directly heading toward the top of the Tree of Eternity, back to Cloud Spire.

“Lord Rhine has left.”

Angel watched as this figure melted into the night and said silently in his heart.

Shortly after Rhine left, Angel heard Sanders voice in his ear say: “Angel, come to my study.”

……

When Angel received the summons, he headed for the manor at once.

Halfway through the journey, Angel now sees a figure approaching on the other side of the path.

“Is someone else coming?” Angel wondered.

Under the soft moonlight, Angel saw the current comer was a man in a black wizard robe. He couldn't clearly see their face because it was obscured by the hood.

This man's straight back and elegant pace with aristocratic demeanour, coupled with his small careless movements made this person seem to have an arrogant and indifferent temperament.

This appearance, body shape and temperament of the newcomer all give Angel an absurd sense of familiarity.

In particular, Angel now sees something more familiar on this man's shoulder… a grey feathered seabird dressed in tribal wear, with a chief's plume on its head and beak held high.

Angel frowned and questioned: “Toby?”

Dressed up like an aboriginal person… No, a seabird dressed like an aboriginal bird. Hearing Angel's call, it gave a “mutter” and immediately fluttered its wings exultantly towards Angel.

Angel reached out and took the seabird.

This appearance, movement and temperament without a doubt belongs to Toby.

Toby kept “mumbling” incessantly with wings flapping. Angel can tell he seems to be asking for praise.

At this moment, the black-robed man came over. On closer inspection, Angel felt it was even more absurd because the black-robed man was exactly identical to what his other self looks like.

“Good evening, Master Pat.” the person said.

His voice is cold and arrogant, but Angel feels his intonation is very familiar… Isn't this the “cool” persona he set up for Milk Baron?!

“Who are you?” Angel demanded.

The fake copycat “Milk Baron” took off his black robe and revealed his true face. His true face… was not really a face, because under the black robe was another robe, and this robed figure is wearing a mask.

Seeing the familiar patterns on the mask let Angel immediately guess the ident.i.ty of this person.

“Dark demon shadow servant?” Angel guessed.

“Yes, my number is 233. Master Pat, please call me directly by my number.” 233 said as the body shape and voice were also changing.

In front of Angel, 233 quickly grew in size in a few seconds. Then the voice changed from the cool and proud voice of “Milk Baron” to a more shrill voice.

“Were you just… imitating me?” Angel asked.

233 nodded and saluted to say: “Because young master Pat has been in a coma. Lord Toby had entrusted me to dress up as young master Pat to take part in the Sky Tower matches in place of the young master.”

“Did you replace me and fight in my matches these past two days?” Angel asked with an incredulous expression.

233 shook his head and corrected: “My special ability is transformation and imitation, so I am not good at fighting. I also fought a total of 17 matches in these past three days. All of which were won by Lord Toby alone.”

Speaking of this, Toby proudly raised his head. He looked like he wanted to be praised.

“Seventeen matches?! Did you win all of them?” Angel asked.

233 nodded and said: “Yes, now the young master has advanced to the fourteenth floor, but there was a change in reputation in Sky Tower.”

“I don't care about reputation. Toby, you weren't hurt, were you?” Angel immediately placed Toby in his palm and checked to make sure he wasn't injured.

“Speaking of which, Lord Toby won all the matches in a single strike, which is why audience members like to call young master ‘One Strike Man' these days.” 233 explained.

After Angel had confirmed Toby was healthy, he frowned and said: “One Strike Man? Wasn't Toby the one fighting, shouldn't they call him One Strike Bird?”

233 continued and said: “I haven't heard anyone call Toby One Strike Bird, but I did hear some people call out ‘One Strike Birdman' but not as loudly as One Strike Man.”

Angel took Toby to the manor, and 233 followed.

Along the way, 233 gave a general report to Angel of the match situation these days.

After hearing this news, Angel only felt there were only two big pieces of news. First, because he killed the top contestant on the thirteenth floor, he became famous… Of course, this fame is infamy.

After that, during the three days of matches, 233 never fought again. The rest of the matches were all fought by Toby. With this, his infamy grew even greater… People said he had no ability and could only fight by relying on a powerful magic pet like a scoundrel.

Some people have dug up the records of his previous matches and learned that his “shameless” tactics were not limited to one match. Almost all of his previous matches were won by using alchemy weapons. In order to make people listening to the news feel sensational. They exaggerated the severity of alchemy weapon use and ignored that Angel actually used spells as support.

The spectators love drama and Angel killed their G.o.ddess. It is inevitable for his reputation to become smelly. But as long as he continues keeping a low profile, it will recover.

But does Toby have a low-key personality?

With Angel's control, Toby hadn't seen any blood in his first few matches. But after, there were too many fans who wanted to avenge Parasitic Mother. In the confrontation stage, there were many people who wantonly hurled curses and abuses at Milk Baron. Under such circ.u.mstances, Toby was too angry. Almost immediately after these people finished talking, he killed them. Leaving no ghosts behind and stepping on corpses all the way to the fourteenth floor.

As a result… Angel's reputation for being cool and arrogant, which he had acc.u.mulated with great difficulty was turned into… “Soft-Sh.e.l.led Man”, “One Strike Man” and “Scoundrelly Man” by Toby in just three days.

The “Strike” here is not only a description of Toby's combat power but also a subtle mockery and slander of “Milk Baron”.

Of course, his reputation of “killing women without mercy” has also been spread.

Angel doesn't want to argue about this anymore. With so much infamy, it doesn't matter if he stirs another pot.

233 suddenly added: “In fact, there were still some women who are very supportive of the young master.”

“Huh?” Angel was confused.

“During the match between Parasitic Mother, the young master showed half his face. These women were then all enamoured by the young master's handsome face.” 233 explained.

Angel: “…” So, has he become known for being a “handsome and perverted dandy”? At this point, he might as well be known for only his infamy.