This sudden enlightenment due to a strange and wonderful encounter is rare and elusive. It might be considered a talent, but it’s not talent in the conceptual sense.
It’s more like a form of "Cognitive Awakening."
The Sage saw this potential in Experiment No. 6163, so it paid a lot of attention to it. It even intentionally or unintentionally continued to expand the concept of "beauty" in it. Now, No. 6163 not only knows how to dress up but also understands color coordination, and even "fragrance" has become part of its understanding of "beauty".
And when the Sage last went to see No. 6163, it saw a self-made silver ornament on it.
The pattern on that ornament was identical to this insignia.
Or should I say, the head of this cane actually came from that ornament?
So, did Experiment No. 6163 encounter this group of people?
With the Sage’s understanding of No. 6163, it cares a lot about the trinkets it makes. Because, for it, that is beauty, the dream it pursues.
So, it would never give away that silver ornament.
That means this group met No. 6163, fought with it, or even killed it... otherwise, they couldn’t have gotten the ornament from it.
This possibility is very high because their route would inevitably pass through the Ghosteye Witch’s gathering place.
But the strange thing is, for recording the process of ’awakening knowledge’, the Sage left a mark on No. 6163, which would automatically trigger if No. 6163 showed intense fluctuations. Yet, up to now, the Sage hasn’t sensed any abnormality in the mark on No. 6163.
Was the mark faulty?
The Sage thought for a while, then separated a wisp of spiritual power from its body and slowly infiltrated the Magical Energy Array in the underground aqueduct.
After a while, the Sage retracted the spiritual power, frowning slightly.
It saw No. 6163, which was currently cultivating with other Ghosteye Witches, showing no signs of injury. Moreover, from a distance, the ornaments on No. 6163 were still there.
This means that the cane in Angel’s hand actually has nothing to do with No. 6163’s ornament?
As the Sage pondered, its gaze swept over the cane again. Originally, it intended to take a closer look, but unexpectedly, it saw another insignia.
The insignia was the same as the one on the cane handle, but this insignia was not on the cane but on Angel’s glove.
Gloves with insignias, No. 6163 certainly did not have. This also seems to imply that the insignia on the cane has nothing to do with No. 6163?
However, the Sage still felt something odd.
If it were anyone else, it wouldn’t care. But with Angel, it feels as if there might be something unusual in this.
Angel always appears to have contradictory coincidences on its body, forcing it to question.
Although the insignia on No. 6163’s ornament currently seems to hold no profound meaning, is there really such a coincidence in the world? No. 6163 has this insignia, and Angel also has such a insignia?
At this moment, the Sage couldn’t help but recall what Dox said earlier.
One coincidence is a coincidence; two or three are hard to say, but what if it’s ten or eight? Could it really be fate’s arrangement?
When everything is arranged clearly by fate, no matter how many coincidences there are, it seems they can be explained.
When hearing Dox say this before, the Sage just thought it was complete nonsense. Now, it still thinks it’s nonsense, but there’s no absolute in the world; even if it’s nonsense, perhaps there’s one or two exceptions?
"... If he really knows the Wood Spirit, then I’ll consider this all a coincidence." The Wise Sovereign thought to itself.
Since it couldn’t explain those contradictory, absurd coincidences, it just let them be.
However, the Wise Sovereign still doesn’t believe that Angel would know the Wood Spirit. Since its birth, the Wood Spirit has been in the underground aqueduct, so how could it know outsiders?
Although the Wise Sovereign’s thoughts kept arising and vanishing in its mind, it didn’t question Angel about the insignia.
Asking about other things might be fine, but questioning about an insignia that currently shows no significance, without reason, is something the Wise Sovereign couldn’t do.
Nonetheless, the Wise Sovereign was growing more and more interested in Angel’s identity.
...
Angel’s thoughts at this time were also flying continuously.
However, what he was thinking about wasn’t the insignia, but guessing who was behind the Sage, if it was someone from the relic?
While Angel was lost in thought, he heard Dox’s voice in his ear.
"Are you okay?" Dox waved his hand in front of Angel’s eyes.
Angel snapped back to reality: "I’m fine, what’s up?"
Dox shook his head, his expression a bit strange: "Nothing really, just wanted to make sure you... are you really okay?"
Angel looked at Dox in confusion, wondering if this guy was having an episode.
"No, I touched a lot of things along the way, and you didn’t feel anything? Didn’t you say it would be a huge drain on your computing power earlier? Were you lying?"
Hearing this, Angel understood why Dox looked so strange.
"I’m telling you, I’m barely holding on while talking to you right now, do you believe me?" When Angel said this, his face gradually turned sickly pale.
Dox shook his head directly: "I don’t believe you."
"Fine if you don’t believe me." Angel’s complexion immediately returned to normal, and he turned to continue walking forward.
Exhaustion is entirely subjective; even if Dox doesn’t believe it, there’s no way to prove it. So Angel didn’t mind revealing it.
The only thing was, his quick change of expression, not even bothering to act, wasn’t because of Dox’s words but because he vaguely sensed that the cane in his hand was suddenly slightly warm.
As if something deep in the void was resonating with it.
This cane can currently only be considered an alchemical semi-finished product. Although it has transcendent properties, they are all sealed within the cane, with almost no external effects.
This sudden resonance is definitely not the effect of the cane but rather that something somewhere is calling to it.
The only thing Angel could think of was that it might be the Wood Spirit.