Someone even thought Baron Milk was the same type of figure as Blackjack, who loved hurting others for fun, thus satisfying their twisted ego. The only difference was that Baron Milk never actually killed his opponents, while Blackjack’s victims usually ended up as corpses.
It was just one day, and everyone was looking at Baron Milk with a completely different view.
Angor was not interested in what these people were thinking about at all. He simply tried to gain victories as fast as he could. Reaching level 2 required 30 match points, which meant he could achieve it by getting four consecutive wins in the afternoon.
After what happened yesterday, no one stalked him again when Angor left Sky Tower at noon. He had lunch, meditated for a while, and returned to the tower.
The matches during the afternoon were still one-sided. The only thing that caught Angor’s attention was when he went against King of Beasts during one of the battles.
The weirdo who wore colorful feathers on his head had a bow he never used behind his back, and a white kitten named “King”.
Angor still remembered how this man fought his last match. Half a month had passed, and he was still hanging around the first level, which meant he was just another cannon fodder. The match was even easier than the others. Angor simply cast several spells to lock up that kitten without the need to even shoot a single bolt.
When his kitten was pinned down, the King of Beasts immediately knelt down and surrendered on the spot. Then he rushed to his pet quickly to check if the animal was wounded. It was as if Angor was some kind of mad cat-abusing scientist.
Angor was wondering though; if the man really cherished his cat, why would he bring it onto the arena in the first place?
Still, the man’s strange behavior left an impression in Angor’s memory.
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“You want to proceed to Level 2?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Angor came to the registration office again but for a different purpose this time.
Instead of the male clerk yesterday, a decent-looking lady addressed Angor this time.
She checked Angor’s profile card and noticed the hooded figure gained 30 match points in just two days to get himself promoted. This was the first time she saw someone working so fast in her career, so she kept extra attention on Angor while handling the promotion papers.
But with Angor’s hood and fake voice, she never managed to figure anything out.
When the work was done, it was already seven in the evening. Angor did not intend to fight this late, so he took his updated profile card and quickly left the Sky Tower.
Rather than heading home, he took a turn and went to Prome’s Alchemy Shop first.
It had nothing to do with the incident yesterday. He only needed to buy some alchemy materials. Crafting the golden bolts had cost him most of his stock.
Besides, he was planning to buy some new materials for the other attributes. He had read about a lot of useful runes in Enchantment Cyclopaedia: For Starters , none of which were suitable for the materials he currently had.
Upon reaching the cave wall where the shop was located, Angor saw the door of the shop tightly shut. A lock was placed on the door. Usually, Dave lived in the shop even when the shop was closed for business. It seemed that Dave was not here.
Angor could only go back home.
To his surprise, he saw Dave in front of the gate of his villa.
From afar, Angor noticed that Dave was looking at something in his hand with the help of the lamplight around the gate.
“What’s up? I went to your shop and missed my mark,” said Angor as he removed his hood and greeted Dave with a smile.
Dave looked troubled. “I came to… say sorry.”
“Sorry?” Angor opened the gate and signaled Dave to come in. “For what? You said something funny behind my back?”
Angor prepared Dave a glass of water and joined him on the sofa.
“Yesterday, you would have dealt with Chloe Brothers if I didn’t call Toby like that.” Dave looked really ashamed now. “The Chloe Brothers might bring more troubles to you. I’m so sorry!”
Angor was a little surprised. He then he smiled again. “Killing and tricking each other… isn’t that how the wizarding world goes around?”
“But I’m still sorry!” Dave lowered his head to avoid Angor’s gaze.
Angor remained silent for a while. “Alright then, I accept your apology. Let’s forget it. I’ll deal with Chloe Brothers. I already saw them today, and they tried to run away again. If you want to amend your mistake, tell me something useful about those two.”
Dave nodded. “The Chloe Brothers aren’t a big deal. I don’t think they would attack you again, but you should stay careful nevertheless. The real problem is the Red Butterfly.”
“Red Butterfly?”
Dave briefly explained Red Butterfly’s connections with other people.
“… Master Prome said that Red Butterfly didn’t really have a deep relation with Vice, like how everyone else believed. But Vice isn’t the only one related to her. She had several more admirers. If they team up and come for you, it’ll be really bad.”
“I… see. I’ll keep that in mind.”
Fearing that Dave would only grow more worried, Angor did not comment much.
“Give me the information of those people through your transmitter next time. Oh right, I need to ask something too,” said Angor as he decided to change the topic. “I want to buy materials, and maybe sell an alchemy weapon at the same time. Can you give me an appraisal for it?”