Sunders’ moniker was “Phantom Master”. Unwitting people might think that Sunders was a master at illusions, but Greya knew the truth. Sunders did not get his name because he was good at creating phantoms, or illusions. The biggest reason was a strange plane called the Nightmare Realm.
The Nightmare Realm was a plane without a fixed location. It was first recorded in Expedition into Endless Planes 200 years ago. Till now, there was not even a stable tunnel that connected the Nightmare Realm to the wizarding world. The only way to enter the place was to open a random wormhole and stumble in there by chance when the plane moved closer to the wizarding world during its movement cycle.
Everyone who successfully entered the Nightmare Realm used such a method. Also, there had been less than ten wizards who went there and returned in one piece, which proved how terrifying the place was.
Those who made it back to the wizarding world could only give vague descriptions about the place. Every time someone talked about the Nightmare Realm, he or she would make it look like some kind of taboo while not hiding the greed in their eyes. Their comments about the Nightmare Realm were exceptionally similar to each other.
“The reality is projected into imaginary and gives birth to the truth.”
Greya never went to the Nightmare Realm but she did know that most of Sunders’ abilities were related to the Nightmare Realm. Also, Angor’s description reminded her about people’s comments about the place.
The same as Padt Manor, but with a group of totally different creatures living in it.
Was that not a “projected reality” in the Nightmare Realm?
Greya connected Sunders and Angor again. If Angor really went to the Nightmare Realm during his talent test, it would well explain Sunders’ radical action.
Although Greya more or less figured out the key point, she still did not know how to deal with the situation.
A golden card holder was most honorable in Barbie’s Restaurant, and a well-renowned Phantom Master feared by the entire southern wizard world.
“That great man” had been away from the south for hundreds of years. His name could only intimate people so much.
Greya’s silence caused Sunders to attack further. The great swaying had thrown the candles on the chandelier off. A fire would have broken out if not for Weasel and Neo’s intervention. However, several parts of the beautiful carpet already caught some small embers.
In the end, Greya sighed and ordered Greasy Bird to lift the protection from the room.
The scale in her heart finally tipped towards Sunders. Sometimes one must bow down one’s head in the face of cold reality. The future was futile if one could not survive today.
Clamp, clamp…
As the curtain slowly went up, a noble gentleman in black walked inside with firm and steady steps. No one would believe such a refined man was the culprit who launched those violent attacks.
Angor was also inspecting the newcomer in secret. Grayish-green curly hair reached from under his black, felt hat. His face showed traces of great age but was still handsome. A gold-rimmed monocle sat on his prominent nose. He was wearing a black tailcoat, white, golden-edged gloves, and a black walking cane.
Every posture on him was elegant. His aura was like that of a noble family with thousands of years of history. Delicate, yet distant. One could admire the magnificence from a distance, any closer, and it would be defiled.
Every step he took made people’s hearts jump.
Why did he come? What did he want to ask? All the supernaturals stared at the composed gentleman with doubt and fear.
Finally, Sunders stopped in front of Angor.
“Good afternoon, young man.”
They looked at each other.
Angor did not know how to react. He just went through all the shaking, and he was still leaning against the table with his legs gave out. He had not put on his clothes. A cold breeze came from the opened curtain and hit his bared body, causing him to shiver.
A young man with bared top and a gentleman full of noble aura stared at each other.
Heroline was unsure of what was going on. Sunders came for Angor? Well, this explained why Sunders suddenly acted when she was about to test Angor.
A sense of crisis rose inside Heroline’s mind. It was not about her safety. Rather, it was a crisis when she was about to lose her destiny. No. “Regret” would be a better word.
Mara, who had been standing beside Angor, spread his hands out and quickly stepped away. He did not dare to stay near Sunders. Even a brief glimpse at the gentleman gave him shivers.
Seeing how Sunders walked to Angor, Greya confirmed her idea, “As expected.”
No one made another move.