Chapter 43: Dead Soul Grass (2)

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“She’s indeed beautiful and… very attractive.” Angele nodded.

“Well then…” Adolf laughed.

“Wait, Father! You can’t be serious!” Sophia stopped her father from continuing.

“What? You don’t like him?” Adolf stopped smiling and instead had a serious expression on his face.

“Angele is nice, but he’s just not my type. Father, please let me at least make my own decisions.” Sophia seemed adamant on this, so she insisted.

“Your type? You mean that bard from Westwind? The only thing he has is a pretty face!” Adolf spoke in a reprimanding tone, but Sophia kept looking at him, showing how serious she was about this.

“Since Sophia already has someone in her mind, how about just letting me treat you like my own father?” Angele quickly stood up and interrupted their conversation. Adolf still looked angry, but he stopped glaring at his own daughter.

“Well then… I’ll just treat you like my own son,” Adolf said. It looked like he now felt slightly better.

“Master, my father and aunt could use some help sometimes. Would you mind?” Angele said, trying to ease the anger of Adolf and make him feel comfortable. If he asked Adolf to help his family, Adolf would know someday that Angele would repay him well. Adolf looked much better after hearing the request.

“Get out of here, you’re making me mad,” Adolf yelled as he turned to his daughter. Sophia didn’t say anything, only slamming the door close. Angele could hear her going down the stairs furiously.

“I’ll keep an eye out for your father, and if he needs any help, I’ll try my best. I think that will help deepen our relationship,” Adolf said as he began smiling again. He stood up and opened the drawer on the desk. Adolf then took out a tiny, well-decorated box. There was a ruby embedded in the black box. Angele thought the box alone would nearly be as valuable as the grass.

“This box is made of Agilawood. It prevents the herb from losing its efficacy. I’m giving this to you as well.” Adolf smiled, not caring whether Angele was his son or not. If Angele’s family was in his reach, Angele wouldn’t do anything stupid. Even if Angele gave up his whole family, the only thing Adolf would waste was time and money.

Adolf had wanted to make Sophia marry Angele since the union in matrimony would help them develop a close relationship, but his daughter was just unhappy with the decision. Adolf loved his daughter quite dearly, so he didn’t want to disappoint her too much. He was just faking his anger to make sure that Angele understood the situation.

“I’m still just a low-level wizard apprentice. It’s probably too late for me to pursue my own dream. However, I found you, Angele. I hope you will walk a bit further on this path.” Angele handed over the box to Angele before he seriously said this.

“I’ll try my best,” Angele said after accepting the box.

Both of them knew it was an investment. Adolf was betting on Angele, thinking that he had a huge potential. Even if Angele were to die during the process, Adolf would just stop giving help to the former’s family. However, if Angele were to succeed, he would never forget Adolf who had greatly helped him. It was a chance Adolf had to take.

Angele held the box that was the size of a fist in his hand. He carefully opened it, and lying inside it was a Black Clover. It looked exactly as the book described, and Angele could even see its roots. Angele closed the box, unable to wait in beginning the formal meditation.

“Wait, is there something important hanging around your neck?” Adolf suddenly asked, his sight falling on Angele’s neck.

“Can’t hide anything under your eyes, eh?” Angele smiled. He wasn’t trying to hide it anyway. They had the same goal right now, which was to help Angele become a wizard, but Angele was afraid of laying bare everything he had to Adolf. He took the emerald ring carefully and handed it over to Adolf. The latter rubbed the ring several times, beginning to scrutinize it.

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