The familiar voice and slightly mocking tone made young Sam’s eyes light up.
He looked up, only to see that Frode had appeared in the room at an unknown time, standing by the window.
After Frode appeared, he first mocked the members of the Silver Heron Royal Wizard Group, then glanced at the blazing fire beside him.
"Setting a fire haphazardly in the house, such nonsense, aren’t you afraid of burning yourself up? ... However, you accidentally burned up the avatar this guy left on the mirror."
Frode slowly walked over: "Alright, leave the rest to me."
As soon as Frode finished speaking, young Sam felt himself being enveloped by a gentle force, rushing through the blazing fire and towards the window.
When young Sam came to his senses, he had already appeared outside Star Lake Castle, standing next to Wizard Druid and...
"Lord Pat?!" Even though young Sam’s whole body was still in pain, and his throat was dry and parched due to the fire, he couldn’t help but cry out in surprise at the person’s identity.
Angel gave young Sam a gentle nod, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
Young Sam wanted to say something more, but Drue had already come over, squatting by his side: "You’re badly injured, don’t talk yet, let me help you heal."
Drue looked at young Sam, who was covered in blood with a section of his chest caved in, with a heartache: "Fortunately, it’s just severe injuries and not missing arms or legs..."
Strands of green light, accompanied by dense life energy, spread from Drue’s hands, covering young Sam’s entire body.
Once young Sam’s injuries stabilized significantly, Drue breathed a sigh of relief: "The surface injuries are more or less dealt with; rest a bit during this period and gradually recover. In at most a month, you should be back to your previous level."
Young Sam also felt much better all over his body; although the injured areas were still in pain and itching, it reassured him immensely, for previously those places had been completely numb.
"Thank you, Grandpa Drue."
Faced with young Sam’s earnest gratitude, Drue was a bit uneasy because the Silver Heron Royal Wizard Group had nearly deployed all their forces, yet failed to intercept the farmer’s ghost, even allowing him to infiltrate the castle.
In the end, young Sam’s rescue wasn’t due to the Silver Heron Royal Wizard Group’s aid.
Even with a thick skin, Drue felt a bit embarrassed at this moment.
Especially since Angel was watching from the side.
"I didn’t actually do much, you don’t need to thank me. It’s me who should apologize." Drue quickly said, "This was our oversight, alas... even though you had already noticed something wrong earlier and asked us to go inside and investigate, we didn’t take your opinion seriously enough, which led to this situation."
Drue apologized to young Sam, which made young Sam feel rather uneasy in turn.
"Regardless, Grandpa Drue healed my injuries, and I should thank him," young Sam said seriously.
After a moment of silence, young Sam looked towards the third floor of the castle.
Although he had already left that place, he was still very concerned about the situation in the room.
But from here, it was hard to discern anything; one could only vaguely see smoke continuously billowing out from inside the third-floor window.
"Those smoke are..."
Angel glanced at young Sam: "The fire you set, remember?"
Young Sam blushed: "No, I didn’t, I just wanted to see if energy release could synchronize to different rooms..."
As soon as he spoke, young Sam seemed to recall he hadn’t mentioned what happened then and quickly added: "I mean, at the time, there were two identical rooms, and whatever I did in one room would..."
Before young Sam could finish, Angel said, "I know, I saw."
Young Sam was momentarily stunned, realizing that Lord Pat was an Official Wizard; of course, he would know what was happening in the room.
"I saw everything you did afterwards, including drawing a circle with blood in both rooms for experiments, and... setting the fire." Angel chuckled softly at this point: "Good thinking, but next time, think through your retreat options before making a decision. You set the fire but didn’t head for the window and ran inside instead, aren’t you afraid of burning yourself to death?"
Young Sam lowered his head somewhat bashfully.
"Overall, though, you did quite well." Angel patted young Sam on the shoulder: "Even though setting the fire was just an experiment on your part, this experiment happened to break one of the mirror grudges’ avatars in the mirror and freed those apprentices trapped in the Necromantic Mirror Image. Even if a wizard apprentice entered, they might not have performed better than you."
Angel was also quite surprised by young Sam’s actions.
At the time, he didn’t rescue young Sam immediately because he was certain young Sam wouldn’t die. He had planned to observe the Necromantic Mirror Image created by the mirror grudge a bit more before extracting young Sam.
But he didn’t expect young Sam to do even better than he imagined.