Mystery: Becoming a Creator Through the Doorway

Those few seconds felt incredibly long to Dorian.

Human perception of time depends on attention and current emotions.

Time always seems to fly by when people are in a state of high concentration or when they feel happy.

Conversely, when attention is not focused, or when in a state of pain and torment, time always seems exceptionally long to humans.

At this moment, when he was risking his life and Abraham's future, Dorian's attention was highly focused, but his heart was filled with anxiety and torment, which made the feeling of time stretching out even more intense for him.

Perhaps, in the next second, Aleister will pick up the "Star Staff" and turn around to attack him.

An Ruowang turned around and found that Dorian's eyes were fixed on him, and a few beads of sweat had appeared on his forehead.

An Ruowang chose to see through it but not say it:

"What's wrong? Is it hot in here? Or is the wound from when you teleported not fully healed and starting to hurt again?"

Dorian snapped out of his daze, raised his hand, and subconsciously wiped his forehead, only to find it was slightly damp.

Seeing that the "Star Staff" had disappeared, and the worst-case scenario he had anticipated had not occurred, Dorian relaxed and smiled at An Ruowang:

"Maybe so. I'm getting old, and I can't handle even minor injuries or illnesses anymore."

"So, do you feel at ease now?"

Just then, An Ruowang suddenly started attacking at zero frames.

"What?"

Dorian was stunned for a moment before he realized what was happening. His expression changed, and he quickly explained:

"Excuse me, Aleister, this is—"

His past experiences and lessons taught him that any small misunderstanding could potentially become a huge rift in their relationship in the future.

However, this kind of test is necessary.

"Strike while the iron is hot, but the momentum will wane, and the third time will be exhausted." Abraham also had a similar proverb and ancestral teaching that has been passed down, and their cooperation with Aleister was actually the second time.

Abraham could not afford to lose again. If things went wrong this time, he probably would lose the confidence and courage to trust others and rebuild his family's glory.

An Ruowang waved his hand, interrupting Dorian:

"I understand, but I hope this is the last time. There's always a limit to human patience. When you test the hardness of a piece of glass, you've already determined that it's destined to shatter."

Dorian fell silent.

He looked at Aleister in front of him.

His exceptionally handsome face showed no anger, no sarcasm, not even a hint of blame; he simply stated a fact calmly, as if he had expected all of this.

"You make a good point," Dorian sighed. "I'm really sorry, I promise, this is the last time."

"I hope you're not lying."

An Ruowang paused, then asked with some curiosity:

"That dinner party you mentioned before, could it actually be part of a test?"

Yes and no.

Dorian looked at An Ruowang, his eyes unwavering, and said frankly:

"If you ask me whether the dinner party that followed was originally intended as a 'test,' I can't say no."

He paused:

"But if you ask me if it's purely designed to test you, that's not entirely true—we're genuinely grateful for everything you've done."

Suddenly, his expression turned somewhat ashamed, and there was also a bitter, almost self-mocking tone:

"I'm sorry, but people who lack strength and confidence always seem so pathetic, having to worry too much even when accepting the kindness of others."

I don't want it to be this way either, and Abraham is in the same boat now, but we have no choice.

"..."

An Ruowang suddenly felt like sighing, but then she also felt like laughing.

Dorian's face now truly screams misery.

As an apology, An Ruowang accepted the main materials or attributes that he didn't actually need to transform from "Master of Tricks" to "Mystic".

If you consume a previously eaten, repetitive set of characteristics, you need to re-enact and digest it, but correspondingly, your extraordinary abilities will be enhanced as a result.

Even if it's just used to expand the size of a small world and provide food, it's still quite useful.

In addition, as previously agreed, he borrowed some books on mysticism from Abraham, which would help him supplement the foundation of his mystical knowledge.

The dinner was held at the above-ground estate of this underground wine cellar.

Seven or eight of Abraham's relatives came, including the old and the young, men and women, and they were mostly members of the Abraham family's elders' council.

The atmosphere was more harmonious than expected. It was just an ordinary dinner, but it allowed both parties to get to know each other a little better.

Based on the information he had given him earlier, as well as his own experiences, An Ruowang filled in the background and upbringing of the alternate account "Aleister Tamara".

The story is roughly about a young man whose identity was hidden by his parents from childhood, who grew up peacefully in an ordinary town in Loen and has half-elf blood. He was favored by a certain being and then discovered his identity as "Tamara". After arriving in Backlund, he planned to find an opportunity to revitalize the "Tamara" family.

By the time An Ruowang returned to the villa in the West District via teleportation, it was already quite some time into the night.

He stood by the window of the reception room, watching Dorian, who had just received initial treatment, disappear into the night once again, dressed in that classic robe.

Dorian will have to endure another suffocating, python-like constriction before he can truly return.

This time, he didn't treat Dorian.

Thinking of this, An Ruowang gently shook her head.

As for why An Ruowang didn't use the "Star Staff" to teleport back himself?

The reason is simple: he doesn't dare to use this thing too much yet.

After all, he had just obtained the "Star Staff," and his understanding of it was limited to Dorian's introduction.

While it's a fun toy, it's also somewhat difficult to control.

Considering its negative effects, as well as the negative effects of the "Sword of Laws," perhaps it's time to put its audience acquisition strategy on the agenda.

but……

It doesn't seem to be in such a hurry?

As An Ruowang lay on the sofa, organizing her thoughts and reflecting on her experiences, a sudden inspiration struck her.

He seems to be able to use these magical items through the medium of the small world.

He infuses the "Star Staff" within his small world, which he merges with, with spirituality, much like he uses a velvet curtain.

He's tried it, it works fine, and it's absolutely safe.

Then, he used his apprentice's abilities to open a door, allowing the power of the "Star Staff" to be projected out from the door.

In this way, the Star Staff remains in the small world and has no direct contact with him, thus avoiding negative effects. It's like holding a hot pot through a damp cloth; the pot is still hot, but it's the cloth that's hot, not his hand.