c115: Potion of Austere Night: Side Effect

In excitement, Angor thanked Sunders who simply waved a hand.

“As your professor, I do hope you achieve something great,” said Sunders. He paused a moment before saying, “My experience was nothing compared to what you brought back. You already know how much value the book holds. Considering the equivalent exchange convention in the wizarding world, since you gave me the book, I can fulfill one of your wishes.”

“I would never know about this book without you, or go to the Nether City to find it. Professor’s information is one end of the exchange. I already have you to teach me, I don’t need anything else,” replied Angor.

Angor meant those words. He was worried about being taken by Sunders before, but since his doubts were solved, the boy gladly accepted his teacher.

Jon’s education during all these years taught Angor a lot of cultural virtue from Earth. No matter where he was at, Angor always respected his teachers. Now that he regarded Sunders as his real teacher, naturally, the boy would show proper manners to him.

“Are you sure you don’t want a wish? Let’s say, if you ask me to save that previous teacher of yours, I will comply,” Sunders said.

Angor wavered at Sunders’ suggestion. If Sunders personally helped out, Jon would certainly be saved. But… Angor thought about Jon’s identity—an illegal traveler from another world. What would Sunders do if he found this out? Angor was unsure. Considering how wizards treated otherworldly creatures, it would not be anything pleasant.

With that in mind, Angor decided to improve himself and go save Jon on his own. This way, Jon would not be exposed.

After Angor made it clear that he would not wish for anything, Sunders only nodded with a smile and did not say anything further. However, the man was regarding Angor with a more pleasing expression now.

Next, Sunders told Angor some other things to note and something related to the Nightmare Realm. The man was mostly interested in Angor’s experience inside the Glutton Flower tunnel, so Angor told that part of his story many times. He almost slipped his secret about the flashlight at one point.

Before Angor left the room, Sunders pointed to the bar stand, “Take your paintings with you.”

Angor looked to the direction and found the two oil paintings he brought back from the Nightmare Realm.

They were placed upright, so Angor could observe the paintings from his position. He glanced at the Milking Shepherd unconsciously and did not notice anything in particular.

… If he did keep the images in his tablet, he would see if those paintings were the same as they were.