Chapter 160 Departure, Interrogation
Chapter 160 Departure, Interrogation
When Luo Ang "infiltrated," although he was in an invisible state, the collision in that instant, the roar of magic, the sound of the glass room shattering, and the screams of the women had already alarmed the manor.
As Loon counted down, the others in the manor also quickly moved closer.
The five countdowns were Loen's time for Anselo to consider, and also a countdown for the others in the manor to arrive.
Ansel was certain that if he didn't make a decision before the countdown ended, the unfamiliar wizard in front of him would definitely kill him and leave before anyone else in the manor could arrive.
So, having already yielded once, he chose to yield again.
When Loon counted down to three, Ansello decisively picked up the bottle containing the sleep powder, opened it, and took a deep breath.
The effect is immediate.
When Loon counted down to three, Ansello took a deep breath of sleep dust.
When the countdown reached two, Ansello swayed precariously, his face became dazed, and his mental energy began to dissipate.
When the countdown reached one, Anselo's mental energy completely dissipated and could no longer be gathered, clearly indicating that he had fallen into a deep sleep.
Only then did Loon release the magical model within the vines, dispelling the spiritual energy within it.
As the vines turned to ashes, Loon reached out and grabbed the wizard Anselor, taking him away with him—along with the fished-up baby and the lead tray.
When the battle began, Anselo removed his mental 'concealment,' revealing the entire scene inside the glass room to everyone else in the room.
Although Loon's attention was mostly focused on the wizard Anselo, he still managed to confirm from the horrified expressions of the others in the glass room when they saw the 'truth' that what they initially saw hanging on the dining table was not the 'baby' itself, but something else manifested under the influence of Anselo's mental power.
That's why Loen spared their lives.
Taking the baby away now is the same thing—when they wake up and can't see the tray or the baby, they'll simply consider that fleeting glimpse as a dream.
Otherwise, once they regain their senses and see the hanging baby—or if the other guards who rushed in see the hanging baby—who knows what kind of commotion it would cause.
At that point, regardless of what others say, it would be almost impossible for the baby's mother and the baby itself to survive.
At this moment, if Luo Ang takes the baby with him, then at least the baby will have a chance to live.
Although this consideration may not be comprehensive, it was the best decision Luo Ang could make in the blink of an eye.
Within the manor, a tremendous commotion erupted, with flames raging everywhere, and swift horses galloping through the night towards the Great Shield City.
In the shadows beside the manor, Loon calmly concealed his presence with his mental power and put down the wizard Anselo he was carrying.
Although Ansello took a deep breath of the sleep powder from the bottle, he didn't inhale much. Loon wasn't sure when he would wake up naturally, so Loon planned to increase the amount and let him sleep until the end.
Loon believed that even if the wizard Ansello had only inhaled a small amount of sleeping powder as a cover, he would never have imagined that Loon was going to "increase the dosage" after simply carrying the unconscious wizard over two walls.
Looking at the fallen wizard Anselor, Loon made a cut in his throat and then inserted a bottle filled with sleeping powder into his trachea, waiting for him to naturally breathe in the entire bottle of sleeping powder.
In my past life, opening a trachea in the neck was a very simple procedure—for professionals.
However, although Loon was not a professional, so was the wizard Anselo, who was not a professional patient.
He is also a wizard apprentice, and also has a semi-digital body. He has unimaginable resistance to damage on the material level.
So even if Luo Ang isn't a professional tracheotomy doctor, it doesn't matter.
It's nothing serious!
……
In the forest, after midnight, Loon prepared a temporary spell to "wake up" the wizard Anselo.
The moment he awoke, the wizard Ansello sensed that something was amiss.
For wizards of the Silver-Gray School, sleep dust is a very common thing—how to use their own mental power to guide the flow of life force while they are asleep, so that their bodies can expel sleep dust and avoid the effects of sleep dust, and wake themselves up from the state of sleep as soon as possible, is also one of the school's lessons.
After inhaling a large amount of sleeping powder, he adjusted his breathing rate before falling asleep—this would allow him to wake up earlier than the strange wizard had anticipated, thus giving him a chance.
But now... feeling the excitement brought about by the extreme 'fullness' of his spiritual power, and the influence of the 'sleepiness' originating from his body on his soul, the wizard Anselo keenly realized the current situation.
The strange wizard who attacked him also knew about the method of expelling sleep dust through mental power. Therefore, after he fell asleep, he fed himself "more" or even "excessive" sleep dust.
As for the method of 'inhaling' sleep dust...
The wizard Anselor touched his neck, where there was a still-healing, painful wound.
Touching his wounds, the wizard Anselor realized just how utterly he had lost.
"This unfamiliar wizard friend, do we have a grudge?" Anselo struggled to stay awake despite the drowsiness emanating from his body.
His mental strength was clearly more abundant than ever before, and his mental state was also better than ever before.
But under that heavy drowsiness, he was completely unable to mobilize his mental power, let alone meditate or cast spells.
He was completely powerless to resist until his sleepiness wore off.
"If only I had learned that 'Metal Mindset'," Anselo lamented regretfully.
"There was no enmity between us." Luo Ang looked at the baby he had brought back, who was still fast asleep.
"However, I've already taken the risk of inviting you here, so if what I get from you doesn't match the risks I've taken, then we'll definitely become enemies."
"What does this wizard friend want from me?"
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