The three of them began an academic exchange based on the music box.
At first, Angor told them about how he came up with the idea, as well as how he designed a draft for the music box. Then it was Prome who lectured them about his own synthesis experiences.
The sky outside was getting bright.
During their talk, Ananda took Hobbiton downstairs. The boy was still asleep. When it was finally time for her to leave, she looked back at Angor with an earnest expression.
Angor wondered if he should let Ananda speak her mind. As mortals, they would forget everything about the Wizard Fair once they left this place.
Angor finally decided and said, “Go ahead, if you’ve got something on your mind.”
Ananda glanced at Hobbiton and seemed to be struggling with herself.
“It’s nothing. Thank you, kind sirs, for forgiving Hobbiton’s rudeness.”
She gently placed Hobbiton on the floor and groveled to the group, before walking away.
“At least that woman is smarter than the dumb kid,” Dave commented.
Angor chuckled as he said, “Smarter? You know, you’re very right about that. Do you know who she is?”
“Well?”
“She’s a pickpocket too. The gang leader of them, actually.”
…
Dave was too tired after going through the eventful auction and their academic discussion. He took his leave and went back to rest.
Prome still seemed energetic. The man was a level-3 apprentice who had no problem spending a week or two awake.
“You need some shuteye too?” Prome asked.
Angor shook his head. “I spent most of yesterday in a coma. I don’t feel sleepy at all.”
“Shall we check out the alchemy shops then?”
Angor needed three types of materials to craft his space storage: the core of a White Dense Stone, Plane Corrosion Fragment, and Plane Genesis Fragment. He spent a lot of money during the auction to buy a Black Dense Stone core, which was a lot better than a white one. He still needed two other materials.
Those fragments were common. However, they were usually sold in stores intended for real wizards, and Angor had no connections to get into one. He needed Prome’s help.
“Thank you kindly, Master Prome.”
“You’re quite welcome. I just need to ask one of the shops whether they have the weapon I need. I’ll take you there along the way.”
Angor nodded. He went to the bathroom to spruce up himself a little and once he found a wizard robe to cover his face, he accompanied Prome out.
…
Inside a private compartment at Twilight Auction House.
Lydia was relaxing with her legs crossed on a table. Her thin, clean, white thighs were exposed from the side-splits on her robe.
When a clerk of the auction house brought the two young ladies here, the poor man was immediately welcomed by Lydia’s charming display.
“La-La-Lady Lotus, I brought them. She-she is the seller of ‘Land on the Sky’.”
Lydia looked at the stammering clerk and could not help teasing him. “Never tried it, have you? How cute. How about coming to my room tonight?”
The clerk thought about the horrible rumors about Lydia and shook his head madly.
“Heh, ungrateful fool. Out of my sight.”
Next, Lydia looked at the two apprentices who obviously did not know where to rest their gazes on.
“So you two brought ‘Land on the Sky’ here?”