This also proved Angel’s greatness in the art of Alchemy, even being able to gain the friendship of an Abyssal Dragon like Odeclass through his Alchemy skills.
In this moment, the value of Angel as an individual was fully realized.
Some may have been dissatisfied with Angel being brought into Rhein’s core circle, but at this time, they had nothing but admiration.
“Although the Fire Transmission Stones cannot be concocted, the possibility of gaining Odeclass’s friendship offers a lot of potential,” the Tree Spirit said with a beaming smile at this moment.
The crowd had, in fact, already begun to think about the benefits of this; they were very clear about how advantageous it is to have the friendship of a powerful being from the Abyss.
There might even be a chance to break through the siege of Abyss outposts by the major Witcher Organizations.
But although this was their thought, no one mentioned it aloud. They also understood that to break through the Witcher Organization’s blockade of the Abyss, this “friendship” needed to reach a very deep level.
And the specific level of friendship between Angel and Odeclass, they did not know and it was not appropriate to ask.
But it was foreseeable that the greatest beneficiary of this matter would definitely be the lineage of Illusion Demon Island.
This caused a pang in Wallace’s heart, who had always disliked Sanders. Angel’s temperament had always been “Academy Faction”; he should have entered the White Gull Academy, but Sanders had intercepted him midway.
Upon this thought, Wallace gave Angel a pained look, “The doors of White Gull Academy will always be open for you.”
This abrupt statement left Angel utterly confused: What’s this again?
The necessary notifications had been made, and the matters that needed to be explained were also dealt with; things should have come to an end. But at this moment, a voice with a bit of an odd tone suddenly asked, “What about the Primeval Flame?”
With that question, all eyes sharpened, including Wallace, who wanted to scold the other for being out of line but hesitated.
When Angel narrated the events of Lassudral, there were two unavoidable points: Aoluxiya and the Primeval Flame.
Leaving Aoluxiya aside for now, they hadn’t forgotten about the Primeval Flame. However, they were well aware that they had no standing to inquire about the matter of the Primeval Flame. Besides, the Primeval Flame didn’t have much to do with what Angel had talked about.
Still, since someone had brought it up, they were also curious to see how Angel would respond.
“The Primeval Flame is with me.”
The speaker was not Angel. It was Sanders, who had been standing in the background and had hardly spoken at all. He raised an eyebrow and said, “What’s this, Sichelding? You’re interested in the Primeval Flame too?”
After a long pause, that odd voice responded, “I’m just a bit curious.”
“The Primeval Flame doesn’t have much bearing on the whole matter. Whether Angel wishes to talk about it is up to him. But it’s odd that you’re asking,” Sanders chuckled coldly, unsure of Sichelding’s intentions, but his sudden question turned the focus back to Angel.
The value of the Primeval Flame was no less than that of the Fire Transmission Stone, if not greater.
It was also thanks to Sanders being present, otherwise Angel’s hesitation in response to Sichelding’s words might have led the audience to wild speculations. The repercussions it would have caused would not have been minor.
One could say that Sichelding’s question was either thoughtless or had an ulterior motive.
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