Back in his room, Angel began his routine meditation, and also devoted a lot of time to continue constructing the “Gate Model” he had learned from that strange world.
He had been too busy to work on the model recently, but now that his strength had significantly improved, Angel wanted to establish his first Witchcraft Slot as soon as possible.
In the blink of an eye, a week passed.
Angel had been secluded in the room for a week, focusing on meditation and the construction of the “Gate Model,” while also finding time to study the effects of the newly acquired green pattern.
However, in general, there was not much progress in meditation because his strength had reached a plateau, and the daily meditation was just a way to restore Magic Power; as for studying the green pattern, it would take a lot of time to thoroughly analyze it, and nothing much was discovered in just a week.
The most significant progress was actually in the construction of the “Gate Model.”
In these days, the progress of the Gate Model was visibly rapid.
Based on Angel’s estimation, if he used all the Magic Power he gained from daily meditation to construct the Gate Model, it would take just over twenty more days to complete it.
However, to prevent any emergencies, Angel still didn’t dare to completely deplete the Magic Power in his Magical Core; otherwise, it would be even faster.
This day, after finishing his meditation, Angel didn’t immediately start working on the Gate Model. Instead, he opened the door to his room and walked outside.
He had been here for almost half a month and hadn’t yet taken a close look at the area where “Feng” had lived.
Feng had a very strong presence in this series of events.
Since Odeclass had mentioned that this area had been completely sealed off after Feng left, Angel wanted to see if there were any clues left by Feng.
Angel started at the main hall, searching room by room.
He didn’t miss any place, including the studio, Popota’s bedroom, and even the half-eaten piece of black bread on the dining table in the main hall, which he examined with the Eye of Nalda.
However, in the end, he found nothing.
It seemed that Feng did not leave any clues behind when he left.
Angel sighed. It seemed that if he wanted to know more about Feng, he would have to wait until Odeclass finished his seclusion and ask him.
Since there was nothing to be found, Angel prepared to cross the snowy corridor and return to his room to continue building the Gate Model.
However, halfway through the corridor, Angel suddenly paused.
He tilted his ear, listening. Amidst the howling wind, a sound seemed to pierce through?
Angel strained his hearing; the deafening wind filled his ears. Filtering out the noise, he faintly heard a call… in Demon Language?
Angel was momentarily stunned, then with a light tap of his toes, he flew towards the exit of the Ice Valley.
The closer he got to the exit of the Ice Valley, the clearer the calling became.
“Shopkeeper, where are you?”
“Shopkeeper!”
Hearing the familiar call, Angel immediately realized it was probably Greerwu looking for him.
Angel didn’t suspect anything and flew straight out of the Ice Valley.
As soon as Angel appeared from the Ice Valley, he saw a small, fiery creature with slender limbs rushing towards him: “Shopkeeper, it’s great! You finally came out!”
Angel looked back and saw that it was indeed Greerwu.
Just as Angel was about to greet him, Greerwu said urgently, “Shopkeeper, quick, take me to the Ice Valley to hide!”
Angel looked at Greerwu with curiosity, noting that its flame seemed dimmer than usual, and its eyes were filled with panic.
“What happened to you?”
Greerwu hurriedly replied, “I was halfway here to find you when a crazy woman started chasing and attacking me. She’s still following me! Quick, let’s hide in the Ice Valley for a bit!”
“Oh no, she’s coming!” Greerwu suddenly cried out, then in a panic, tried to pull Angel toward the Ice Valley.
Angel immediately activated the Flame Mark, ready to take Greerwu into the Ice Valley first.
But just then, Angel caught a glimpse of a figure swooping through the forests outside the Ice Valley.
When he saw the appearance of the newcomer, Angel froze.
“Eh? Lady Madeline?!”