The Seed of Nightmare Realm

Sunders' room was a cabin on the top level of the airship. It was the biggest room with the best view on the entire ship.

The demon falcon guided Angor here and flew off on its own, leaving Angor alone in front of Sunders' door.

Angor pushed the door open and saw Sunders standing in front of a French window, and Flora, who was drinking wine at an antique-looking bar stand.

"Good morning, professor." Angor bowed politely.

Flora chuckled. "How many times have we told you to get rid of the manners? Geez. You always remind me of Wallace."

Wallace?

Angor looked at Flora with a puzzled expression.

Flora rolled her eyes. "Stop. Don't ask me that. You will know him when you get back to Brute Cavern. An old bastard who's up to no good."

"Angor, I called you here to talk about your channeling method," said Sunders in his usual low voice.

My channeling method!

Angor's mind quickly tensed up.