Kapitel 196: Parasite Queen

The sun was setting. The gentle, red aura slowly shrank along with the tips of the mountains in the distance.

Angor sat in his garden and stared at the disappearing sun. His mind once again returned to his faraway home back at Old Earth.

What's Leon doing at this hour? Already had dinner? Did he have a birthday party?

Without Angor, and with Jon ill, everything in Padt Manor had fallen into Leon's hands. Maybe he already forgot about his own birthday?

Angor raised a glass of… milk, and toasted toward the direction of his home.

Spacial distance could not separate the bond of brothers.

"Happy birthday, Leon."

…

Angor returned to his laboratory to continue learning illusions.

He never tried to attempt anything deeper. What he had been doing was practicing the basic illusions he already learned again and again.