Is it… Jon?
Angor reached for the coffin.
The whispers suddenly became eerie giggles. Among all the incomprehensible noises, Angor managed to recognize one phrase— “Welcome back, Your Highness!”
Whoever was inside the coffin fully pushed the lid away. A pair of pale-white hands lashed out and dragged Angor inside.
Angor felt his body shaking madly as he was assaulted by bone-piecing coldness.
Then he sat up with a start.
“Are you feeling better, Mister Padt?” someone asked in a robotic voice.
Angor looked around in confusion and saw a Rune Monitor wearing a top hat floating nearby. It was Number One.
Wait… the Altar of Demise, something on my shoulder, Toby brought me back…
Out of instinct, he scratched his shoulder and didn’t find anything wrong. The strange itch was gone.
Was that really a dream just now?
He shook his head and felt that his brain was throbbing.
That looked too real to be a dream.
“Mister Padt, should Number One prepare some food for you?”
“Where am I—” Angor saw Sunders’ decoration style and quickly amended his question, “How long was I out?”
“Exactly seventy hours, Mister Padt.”
Three days?! That’s pretty long…
Angor wanted to get out of bed, but his arms quickly gave out as he collapsed again.
He tried to move and realized most of his limbs weren’t working properly. He couldn’t even clench his fists fully.
What’s happening to me?!
“Mister Padt, according to a test earlier, you should be experiencing the major side-effects caused by the Potion of Impedance right now,” Number One explained when he saw Angor’s concern. “But the effect won’t be as serious since both the purification garden and your breakthrough had removed most of your injuries. The lethargy should go away in a few days.”
“Oh, that potion…” Angor remembered how he accepted the potion provided by Keely. He then frowned in surprise. “Wait, what did you just way?”
“Mister Padt, because of the aftereffects of the Potion of Impedance…”
“The next part!”
“The potion causes strong side effects, but your breakthrough—”
“Breakthrough? What breakthrough?”
Number One maintained its emotionless and neutral tone while speaking, “It happened on the first day when you were brought back. Congratulations, Mister Padt, you are now a level-3 apprentice.”
Angor quickly closed his eyes to check his mind space.
Just as Number One said, the energy in his mind space was more active than ever despite his physical condition. His mana pool was almost twice as large now, and it could absorb primal mana faster.
Number One was right. He was really level-3 apprentice now.
Although he wasn’t really happy about this.
He already knew that Singularity Dispersive Meditation could help him reach the wizard level without meeting any major obstacles. He already reached the bottleneck before hitting level-3, yet he never attempted to break through because he still lacked fundamental training, which included physical strength and knowledge.
Initially, he planned to work on these while perfecting all the level-1 and level-2 cantrips that he could learn, and only after that would he attempt to go for level-3.
How did this happen without me knowing?!