Alchemy Quests

He still remembered how Leon once told him that a mighty steed was the romance of men.

To most hot-blooded gentlemen, a vehicle always held irresistible charm. Angor was not an exception. But at the same time, he also needed to think about whether a vehicle was necessary.

It was, at least before he could learn any flying spells.

More buildings appeared as he approached the center of the Tree Spirit Garden. There were high-leveled apprentices everywhere. Angor could also sense the prowess of someone suddenly show up now and then.

This was where people usually gathered, which meant there would always be fights and conflicts… as well as someone's painful screams.

In several minutes, Angor already saw multiple individuals flying past the bus, escaping from something.

People in this violent district all tended to regard everything with indifference. Not long ago, Angor saw a man covered in his own blood reaching out a hand to a passerby for help.