Translator: SumTLMan

The dark shadow servants turned left and right, and instead of bringing them directly into Twilight Port Town, they went directly out of town. The final destination was down a small hill at the edge of Twilight Port Town. The hills were bare, and there was nothing but weeds and gravel.

The dark shadow servants then separated into two lines, surrounding everyone. Everyone was confused, and didn't know what they were doing, Goode came in from the middle and explained.

“Each of them is painted with a demon concealment totem, and all of you have to stand in the middle of them to not be seen by ordinary people.” Goode explains casually: “Even in the complex environment of Big 6, wizards are still mere legends to the vast majority of ordinary people. If it is not necessary. Please don't disturb their daily lives.”

Hearing Goode's explanation, Angel understood why such a conspicuous circle was formed, previously when they had been on the road, they did not catch anyone's attention; it turned out to be the relations.h.i.+ps with the demon concealment totem.

Angel agrees that there should be no uproar amongst ordinary people. After all, wizards also come from ordinary people, knowing the bitterness of ordinary lives, there is no need to make them worry more.

Goode went to a depression, took out a token-like object and threw it into the air. When the token fell, everyone felt a flow of air in front of them. In the middle of the depression, there was a cave. There was also a ladder leading into the cave. They do not know where it extends. At first glance, they didn't feel that it was completely dark, and after going further, they could vaguely see the candlelight shaking.

“This is a temporary residence of the Savage Grottoes. You will stay here tonight and we will leave tomorrow.” Goode made a “please this way” gesture to go into the cave.

Everyone followed down one by one, Angel was in the last position, when he entered the cave, Goode and the other shadow servants also came in one after another.

“Master Pat, Lord Toby's luggage has been placed in your room, and when we leave tomorrow, a magic servant will come in to help tidy up.” Goode walks up to Angel and whispers.

Angel nodded. Perhaps the fight had consumed a lot of energy. Toby was fast asleep and curled up in Angel's hair.

The underground pa.s.sage extends in all directions, and from time to time, one can see a doorman on one side of the cave wall. The further one travels down, the wider the s.p.a.ce becomes, and the more rooms one can see that have been dug underground.

The rooms arranged were not far from each other and were basically interconnected. And two connected rooms will have a small hollow living room in the middle. This is the basic pattern of one room connecting two, but each area has a dormitory.

Angel went back to his room, tidied up for a moment, and heard a rustle in the living room outside.

As soon as he opened the door, Angel saw a boy wiping a long table in the living room, with a wet towel he had pulled out of nowhere. The boy was so focused on his task that when Angel opened the door, he continued wiping it over and over again.

By the boy's old white s.h.i.+rt and black pants, Angel recognized at a glance that he was the boy who sat on that huge rock at the beach. Angel remembers him, he helped remind him earlier as he was being attacked by Hookd.i.c.k. Although it was of no use, but for this favor, Angel has accepted.

Angel thought that, of the eight Bloodbath Cabin winners with the exception of Nausica, the boy seemed to be on the friendliest terms with him. Now that he has decided to make a couple of friends with his peers, he is obviously a better choice, but Angel is still a little hesitant. Is this person really as innocent as he appears to be?

Angel observed him silently.

He was still wiping the table over and over, Angel speculated, perhaps he was addicted to cleanliness? This is obsessive-compulsive disorder and cannot be used as a basis for speculating about his character.

He did not know how many times he wiped, but the boy was finally satisfied and stopped his actions.

The next second, Angel was a little surprised. After he wiped the table, he sat down directly on the stool behind him. And the stool on which he sat, had a thick layer of dust on it. If he was really a clean freak, he wouldn't be able to stand that amount of dust on the little wooden stool.

Then why did he wipe the table so carefully?

Soon, Angel had an "Ah Ha" moment-.

The boy fumbled and took out a thick hard book from his white backpack and wiped it clean as well. The boy then placed the book on the clean table, devoutly rubbed his hands, and waited until he was sure that his hands were free of stains before he solemnly and carefully opened the book to read.

“It seems that he is not a proponent of cleanliness. It was only because he treasures books that he wipes the table over and over again.” As a bookworm, this makes Angel have a better opinion of him.

Seeing that he had begun reading, he did not intend to disturb him, so Angel decided to go back to his room and take a look at the books he had recorded from his Mentor.

As soon as Angel turned around, he heard a knock at the door.

The boy who was reading his book also heard it, raised his head and looked back and forth at a loss at what to do. When he saw Angel, there was a hint of surprise on the boy's face and he nodded slightly at Angel.

The knock on the door continued, and the boy reacted by springing to his feet in order to open the door, but because he was in too much of a hurry, he kicked down the stool he was sitting on.

When the door opened, Nausica's figure appeared at the entrance.

“Hey little boy, good afternoon.” Nausica frowned slightly when he saw the person who opened the door. Then she looked at Angel: “What a surprise. The two youngest boys in our group are here.”

“My name is Nausica… what about you?” Nausica pushes the door open a bit and leaned lazily against the doorpost. “Why don't you invite me in?”

The boy nodded slightly, and awkwardly welcomed Nausica in.

“My name is Shalem.Pustina, from the Duchy of Versailles in Apocalypse, Big 6.” “My country is very small,” Shalem whispered. “I don't think either of you have heard of it.”

Nausica stretched out her finger and shook it gently in front of Shalem: “Not necessarily. I've been to the Duchy of Versailles. The rose fields in your country is unique, and I still miss the colorful rose cakes there. ”

As soon as Shalem heard that Nausica had actually been to the Princ.i.p.ality of Versailles, there was a bright smile on his thin face with a touch of closeness eyes when facing Nausica.

Nausica looked at Shalem, who felt close to her just because she had been to the Princ.i.p.ality of Versailles: another child, did she begin to attract relations.h.i.+ps with children after she left Blackberry?

“My name is Angel, from Old Land, Big 6.” Angel smiled at Shalem and sat opposite to him. Shalem smiled back with looking somewhat more formal.

Nausica: “So you're from Edge Island?”

Angel wondered, “Have you heard of it?”

Nausica nodded. “I've not only heard of it, I've been there. I remember boarding a s.h.i.+p headed towards Big 6 from an island called Sea Blue, a beautiful island, but no sooner after I had left, I heard it going was about to go to war. ”

Angel:. “Ah… … if you mean the war with Sea Blue in recent years, that would be my homeland, the Canary Empire. ”

“Oh, that's too unfortunate.” Nausica shrugged carelessly.

“Why have you been to so many countries? I haven't even heard of the place Angel calls Old Land, Big 6.” Shalem looked at Nausica with a trace of wors.h.i.+p.