Wilderness of Dreams, evening.
Angel’s figure appeared in Pat Manor at Originheart City, inside his own room.
The layout of the room was the same as in reality, and it was spotless, with the flame in the oil lamp still burning brightly, signifying that even during Angel’s absence, someone was still cleaning here.
Returning to this familiar space, Angel felt much calmer compared to sitting in front of the Vine House.
Angel sat down at the desk he often daydreamed at as a child, gazing at the flickering lamp flame, continuing to ponder on how to break the impasse.
He thought deeply for half an hour.
It wasn’t until footsteps sounded outside the door that Angel raised his head.
"Knock, knock, knock." A light voice sounded from outside: "Young Master, I’m coming in."
"The Young Master is definitely not in the room, no need to knock, we can just go in and refill the oil," another slightly immature voice said.
"Even if the Young Master isn’t back, he’s still the Young Master. It’s a rule." Though it sounded like a rebuke, there was no tone of complaint in it, clearly suggesting a good relationship between the two outside the door.
Click—
The door was opened, and two young maids entered, chatting and laughing as they walked.
It wasn’t until they stepped inside that they realized there was someone in the room.
They were initially shocked, but once they recognized the person inside, both maids immediately bowed, respectfully saying, "Young Master."
"We didn’t expect the Young Master would be back, so..." the maid with the immature voice hastily explained.
However, before she could finish, the maid holding the lamp oil interrupted her: "It’s my fault, I should have gotten the Young Master’s permission before opening the door, please punish me."
Angel looked at the two maids; he didn’t recognize the younger maid, but the one holding the lamp oil he did know, named Aya, who used to be a little attendant of Maid Ollie.
"No harm done, it’s just a small matter." Angel waved his hand, indicating they could go about their own tasks.
Maid Aya hesitated for a moment, nodded, then carried the lamp oil over. The young maid immediately followed, skillfully removing the lampshade from the desktop to let the flame float, allowing Aya to pour the lamp oil smoothly.
"Sorry to disturb you, Young Master, it will be done quickly."
As Aya poured the lamp oil, Angel casually said, "In the future, when I’m not here, there’s no need to light the lamp, to avoid waste."
Aya: "But, this... this is what Maid Ollie instructed me to do."
"Whose instructions are you following, Ollie’s or mine?"
Aya lowered her head: "Understood."
Aya quickly finished pouring the oil, bowed, and was about to leave with the young maid when Angel asked, "By the way, Ollie doesn’t seem to be at the manor, do you know what she’s been up to lately?"
Because Aya mentioned Ollie, Angel recalled that in his recent returns to Pat Manor, he hadn’t seen her and didn’t know what she was up to.
Angel could use God’s View to locate Ollie, but since Aya was here, he decided to just ask her directly.
"I don’t know what Maid Ollie has been doing lately," Aya said with her head down.
Angel glanced at Aya. She was looking down, but Angel could see she wasn’t telling the truth.
Angel turned his gaze to the young maid beside: "And you, do you know what Ollie’s been doing recently?"
Aya immediately lifted her head, attempting to signal the young maid with her eyes, but before she could, the young maid spoke first: "Young Master, Maid Ollie went to the Sin Hunting Group, she said she wants to become a Demon Hunter!"
The young maid’s voice carried obvious excitement, and when she mentioned Demon Hunter, her eyes were filled with longing.
Angel was taken aback by this answer.
In his memory, Maid Ollie was a gentle girl with not much courage, yet she chose to become a Demon Hunter who might transform into a monster?
After the young maid revealed Ollie’s situation, Aya sighed quietly.
Angel looked over: "Why did you sigh?"
Aya hesitated for a while, then with an apologetic expression, said: "Young Master, I actually know about Maid Ollie joining the Sin Hunting Group, but she doesn’t want it spread around, especially not to let the Young Master know."
"Why?"
Aya: "She hopes to continue serving the Young Master, but since the Young Master is already an Extraordinary Life, she said that only by possessing Transcendent powers can she help you. But passing the Sin Hunting Group’s exams to become a Demon Hunter isn’t easy, it could even be... fatal. So, she asked me to keep it a secret."
In fact, even the Head Maid Mana doesn’t know about Ollie’s decision to join the Sin Hunting Group, only Aya and the young maid know.
Aya and Ollie are friends, so Ollie told Aya at the first opportunity when she joined the Sin Hunting Group. But the young maid was different. While everyone else feared the existence of Demon Hunters, she was filled with enthusiasm and interest, determined to become a Demon Hunter, frequently visiting the Sin Hunting Group’s base, where she met Ollie and learned the truth.
Aya simply forgot to tell her not to spread it around.
Angel, after listening, said nothing but nodded lightly: "I understand, you can both leave now."
Aya and Ollie nodded, turned around, and left.
After they left, Angel pondered for a moment but couldn’t resist opening God’s View to search for Ollie’s whereabouts.
Eventually, Angel spotted Ollie on an airship.
This airship had the Sin Hunting Group’s emblem on it, clearly a dedicated vessel. Ollie was sitting inside, wearing soft armor. Compared to the somewhat timid maid-attired Ollie of the past, the current Ollie holding a sword looked quite heroic.
Angel observed Ollie closely, noting that she hadn’t only joined the Sin Hunting Group but had also integrated into the Sin-powered creatures.
Angel withdrew his gaze; although he respected Ollie’s choice, it’s nearly impossible for her to rely on Demon Hunter abilities to assist him. However, Ollie could support Frode as a Demon Hunter.
After all, the power of Demon Hunters is more indigenous, and when it truly erupts, it can be stronger than the Wizards of the Wilderness of Dreams.