Angel: You want to ask something, just ask directly. Stopping for such a long time only lets me guess, and then you give a negative answer, isn’t it a waste of time?
Angel, internally grumbling a lot, outwardly stayed calm: "Then what would Mr. Olao like to ask, feel free to say."
Olao: "You... have seen him, haven’t you?"
Angel instinctively replied: "Seen whom? Who are you talking about?"
Olao: "You know who he is."
This answer almost reignited Angel’s spirit of complaint, but looking at Olao’s eyes full of longing, Angel involuntarily thought of someone.
"You mean... Augustine?"
Olao nodded vigorously.
Adanis, standing by the side, showed a pensive expression: Is this the reason why Olao values Angel?
Angel instinctively wanted to say "no." But when the words reached his lips, he took them back.
According to the reality, he hadn’t seen Augustine’s True Body, but when refining the key, he encountered Augustine within the Alchemy Omen.
But whether seeing Augustine within the Alchemy Omen could be considered "seeing" him, was still debatable.
Angel carefully chose his words: "Haven’t seen in reality."
If Angel said "haven’t seen," Olao would be very disappointed. But Angel intentionally added "reality," this unusual answer structure, interpreted another way is... "Then have you seen him outside of reality?"
Angel nodded: "Sort of."
Olao let out a long sigh of relief: "I didn’t judge wrongly... You may enter."
Angel was still puzzled: "What does this mean?"
Others also looked at Olao with confusion, especially the Black Earl, why did Olao allow Angel to enter the Qingkong Poetry Room, Noah’s ancestral land? Just because Angel had seen Augustine?
Olao pondered for a moment and said: "I was going to tell you after you entered, but since you’ve answered my question, it doesn’t matter to say it now."
Pausing for a moment, Olao deliberately glanced at Adanis: "Weren’t you curious before about why I was so focused on him? You should have guessed the answer by now?"
Adanis: "Is it because of Augustine?"
Olao nodded: "Precisely."
Olao turned to look at Angel again: "Yesterday, when you arrived at the Hanging Jail Stairway. In a mysterious connection, I heard a recitation of poetry."
"The style of the recited poems was very familiar to me, exactly like the style of Master Augustine. But the voice reciting was not Master Augustine’s."
"This is the first time in millennia that I’ve received inspiration related to Master Augustine. I pondered for a long time, yet couldn’t understand what this inspiration meant."
"Only when I saw you reflected in Adanis’ Mirror did I understand."
"At the moment I saw you, that figure reciting in my inspiration suddenly had a visual image. It was a blond man, with his back turned to me, loudly reciting Master Augustine’s poem."
At this point, Olao looked at Angel: "Through the Wall Barrier, I couldn’t see your true appearance. But I guess you are not red-haired, but blond, right?"
Angel did not deny it and nodded: "...Yes."
Olao’s mouth curved into a smile: "Indeed, the person in my inspiration is you."
Angel did not deny or confirm, instead, after contemplating for a moment, he quietly asked: "May I ask, what is the beginning of that poem?"
"Of course." Olao paused for a moment and then recited loudly in the tone from his inspired vision: "Oh, my dear Margaret, I miss you so much, even if the Forest is full of miasma, even if the city’s guards are everywhere..."
"Stop!" Angel’s skin crawled upon hearing the beginning. No, he couldn’t continue; it was truly too embarrassing.
This reciting tone, and the content of the poem, Angel was all too familiar with.
This was the poem he recited to Augustine in the Alchemy Omen!
Calling it a poem was almost insulting to poetry. Hence, when Angel recited it, he didn’t even dare to face Augustine directly, leaving only a back view.
The figure in Olao’s inspiration also depicted Angel’s back view; this could not be called a mere coincidence.
It was as though Augustine had directly projected the scene from the Alchemy Omen into Olao’s inspiration!
Angel took a long breath and then addressed Olao: "The person you mentioned reciting the poem is very likely me. Then what?"
Olao smiled: "Great, it’s definitely you, so there’s no problem."
"You are someone Master Augustine favors, you can definitely enter the Qingkong Poetry Room!"
With Angel’s admission and Olao’s delighted confirmation, the expressions of everyone became somewhat complex. Among them, the most complicated emotions Angel could sense came from the Black Earl and Adanis.
However, at this moment, Angel could not care what they were thinking.
All he wanted now was to know one thing.
"Then what?"
Angel paused: "I said before, my goal could be achieved without entering the Qingkong Poetry Room. Now you want me to enter, surely there must be a reason?"
Angel’s words left Olao dumbfounded.
They were already at the Qingkong Poetry Room, and after battling through so many barriers, Angel just stood outside the door, saying his goal was achieved?
Olao had previously thought Angel was saying this deliberately.
But now, seeing Angel had no intention of stepping forward, he realized Angel was serious; he truly did not particularly want to enter the Qingkong Poetry Room.
After thinking for a moment, Olao said: "I can’t give a clear reason. But you are the first in millennia that I have felt inspiration related to Master, perhaps this is also a hint from Master for me and Adanis."
Adanis scoffed: "Don’t involve me; it has nothing to do with me."
Olao paid no heed to Adanis and continued to look at Angel: "Right now, there’s no reason. But once you enter, maybe a reason will emerge?"
Angel frowned: "What do you mean?"
Olao: "After seeing you through Adanis, I wanted to confirm some thoughts and deliberately went to see you once... Speaking of which, that time, you even discovered me."
What Olao spoke of was the incident at the arena; he possessed a Void Magical Creature among a crowd of malevolent Void Magical Creatures, only one revealed goodwill, like the only star in the night sky, how could Angel not notice.
"After seeing you, I confirmed my inner thought again because I felt the presence of Master in you."
Angel: "Are you sure?"
Olao nodded: "Earlier, when I gazed at you from afar, I was unsure. But now with you close at hand, I’m even more certain. You definitely carry Master’s presence."
Angel tightly furrowed his brows; listening to Olao’s words, did Augustine do something to him?
Could it have been something during the Alchemy Omen?
Suddenly, Angel felt uneasy; during this period, he hadn’t sensed anything abnormal in his body, yet Olao displayed such certainty.
Is this reality, or deception?
Olao: "Perhaps Master left a presence hoping you would come to the Qingkong Poetry Room."