Angor was hiding his anger against Jellal. He did not expose any of it, he only kept inhaling and breathing, while telling himself to “relax” in his mind.
Ever since he came to The Redbud, he experienced several incidents where he could not grasp his own fate, and this was the worst one. Still, he could not do anything. Jon told him that “a wise man could always understand the situation” and “little impatience spoils great plans”. He really wanted to vent out his vigorous teenager temperament, but he could not, especially when the gap between strength was just too big.
“Made up your mind, boy?” Greya asked Angor with a smile.
No matter what Angor chose—be it the Section Ephemera or a meal to improve aptitude—Greya would agree with him. The improvement meals she made was hardly better than the Potion of Austere Night. This was why Greya did not interrupt Jellal. Otherwise, to obey the rules established by “that man”, she certainly would have intervened, when a golden card guest was being forced by someone else.
Angor kept silent for quite a while, before he finally spoke, “I… I think I’ll choose the Section Ephemera.”
Upon hearing “Section Ephemera”, Jellal nodded. He did not even care about what Angor meant by “I think”.
“But can I ask something before I make the final decision?” asked Angor.
“Neehahaha, of course, you can. As a golden card holder, as long as you’re inside Barbie’s Restaurant, all questions you have will receive their best answer.” Tom Weasel popped up from God-knew-where.
Angor looked at Mara, who was a little surprised at first, but soon realized what Angor meant.
“About your teacher?” Mara tried to ask.
Angor nodded, and slowly explained Jon’s condition to Greya. Of course, he did not say anything about Jon’s origin. He only emphasized Jon’s physical changes and his current situation.
Greya raised an eyebrow and considered for a moment. “Your teacher’s body wilted on its own? Including his limbs?”
Angor nodded.
Mara also added something. “I have cast Detect Disease on him. There was no illness.”
The body wilted without a cause of disease?
Every wizard in the room realized an answer, but no one broke the silence. In the end, it was Heroline, who had been keeping a low profile, spoke up first.
“A wilted body without disease is likely because someone is being expelled by the World’s Consciousness,” Heroline paused a little. She then explained in a casual manner, “Maybe your teacher wasn’t from this world.”
Everyone nodded. Even Greya agreed to Heroline’s point.
Angor did not reply. He already knew Jon was from another world, but he did not dare to mention it.
Mara, however, helped him this time. “I used Expel Deceit on him as well. His teacher is from this world because the spell told me he’s completely human. Unless there are humans in another world too.”
Mara’s words made all people quiet again.
Humans only existed in the wizarding world—this was a common sense here. Humans in the other worlds or planes were either travelers from the wizarding world or humanoid creatures. There were no “otherworldly humans”.
Even if a human immigrant gave birth in another world and then returned the child to the wizarding world, the World’s Consciousness would not repel the child. In other words, as long as someone had human blood in them, they would not have trouble with World’s Consciousness even if their appearance had become a humanoid creature.
Not to mention Jon was a pure human.
Everyone was stumped. Heroline considered for a while and spoke again, “If he’s a human, he shouldn’t be repelled by the consciousness… Well, if it’s not a disease, it could be cursing spells or something similar.”
Before Mara could explain that he did not find any magic traces, Heroline continued, “Maybe the cause is some ability from another plane, which means you can’t detect it.”
Just like that, the nature of Jon’s “condition” was somewhat determined under people’s discussion.
Angor was planning to ask if Greya had any food to save his teacher. If so, he would try to get it, even if it meant he would displease Jellal.
However, the discussion had reached a wrong conclusion on Jon’s condition. A meal made while following such a conclusion would not help Jon at all.
The reason for Jon’s condition was just “a visitor from another space was unaccustomed to this world”.
Yet Angor could not say it. He only pretended to laugh it off in front of everyone.
“Any more questions? If not, I’ll start making the Section Ephemeras!”
“No, please go ahead—” Angor bowed towards Greya and prepared to walk away, but he suddenly recalled the itchiness on his back. “Oh wait, I have something else to ask. It’s about myself…”