Free Web NovelChapter 1942: Chapter 518: Awkward Lines
The sky has already dimmed.
Stars gleam in the sky above Sia Tower... Today is a new moon.
The massive metal flying eagle landed beside Hilbert.
Sitting atop the airship, next to a beautiful silver candelabra, the handsome purple-robed mage gently caressed the lifelike feathers, a smile at the corner of his lips, with light flowing through the monocle on his eye.
Obviously, he was still savoring the beautiful scene just now.
Oliva brought Aislin flying over, and when they saw this scene from afar, their expressions were quite intriguing.
Oliva, of course, was gloating.
While ’Aislin’, her facial expression was a bit distorted.
Even though the two Eighth Ring Mages had already crossed the two-meter-high stone wall... which was merely symbolic as it hadn’t been engraved with arrays yet, the little girl who saw them still cleverly shouted, "Teacher, guests are here!"
Oliva looked down at the girl... Wasn’t she called Carpenter?
He remembered Gilbert was planning to have this girl manage future apprentices and the miscellaneous affairs of his Magic Tower.
Sure enough, anyone favored by Gilbert wouldn’t simply be chosen due to bloodline.
Hilbert gently straightened his body, crossed his dangling legs, and asked with a smile, "What? Want to start a fight right away?"
Oliva shook his head: "Gilbert, teacher knows that this time, you suffered the loss.
He didn’t expect Aislin would dare to tamper in such matters.
She used to never be so... reckless."
’Aislin’ snorted coldly.
"What are you still doing there?" Oliva turned to look at her, "Just arrived at Sia Tower and let others see our internal discord?
Even people from Kamente Tower would temporarily remain silent, yet here you are!
Even for the teacher’s face, you shouldn’t do this!
Aislin, how have you become so fierce lately?"
Hilbert glanced at Oliva with surprise, then at ’Aislin’.
Their senior disciple seemed sincere when speaking... he genuinely hoped everyone knew Aislin had problems.
Moreover, it was highly likely she was being controlled by Sia Tower or even turned into another person... After all, both sides were well aware of the greatest danger posed by soul elixirs.
And so, doing this wasn’t necessarily wrong.
But, ’Aislin’ stirred up such a commotion, what was it really for, even Hill, who had little interaction with her, had figured it out!
Oliva, who had spent so many years with her, seemed genuinely surprised.
Hill looked at the furious ’Aislin’ standing behind Oliva with clenched teeth: He felt this lady’s anger wasn’t due to having to apologize to him, Hilbert, but because of Oliva, who seemed to lack a few brain cells.
"Gilbert." ’Aislin’ raised her chin and spoke coldly, "Regardless of how many disagreements and tangles we had before, from today onwards, let’s write it off.
I won’t trouble you anymore, you..."
"Wait?" Hilbert couldn’t help but glance around his domain, "Hmm? What’s that calling?
I think I’m hearing something that’s not human speech?"
"Gilbert!" Oliva reached out to stop ’Aislin’, who was clenching her fist ready to rush onto the black airship, "And you, Aislin!
The teacher sent you to apologize, not to provoke him!
What are you thinking? Huh?
Are you two really planning to fight constantly?"
"Ha~ You look like a man?" ’Aislin’ laughed coldly, "Even burning a candle has a scent!"
"What are you talking about!" Oliva pressed his forehead helplessly, "That little scent is not stronger than the perfume scent on your clothes!"
’Aislin’ looked at Oliva incredulously: "Have you lost your sense of smell too?"
Hilbert glanced at them lightly: "What exactly are you here for?"
’Aislin’ directly tossed a ring to him: "Apology."
Her ring was evidently more exquisite and beautiful, and much more expensive: the metal band made of pink aurora colored steel... This mineral had self-repairing functions.
The large purple diamond set in the center had a layer of halo flowing over it under the starlight, and it complemented the countless tiny broken diamonds on the metal band.
This was a very beautiful ring, also very suitable for female mages.
Looking at Gilbert’s mouth corners noticeably pulled down, ’Aislin’ quickly spoke up, "I haven’t touched the resources in the ring.
The energy baryte inside is enough for you to design more... filled with whimsical compound arrays!
Isn’t this more to your liking than the remote side tower?"
Gilbert remained unmoved, "My puppets are adequate.
I don’t need..."
"There’s another piece of information inside." ’Aislin’ added, "I guess you might want to know."
Hilbert glanced at her: "That Rosero Archmage is really nice to you!
What?
Have you decided to enter the Abyss after reflecting deeply from the mud pit?"
’Aislin’ certainly understood what he was saying... However, she didn’t know how to refute this.
Gilbert doesn’t like to lie, since he said that, he must have discovered some traces through the eyes of that old eagle.
Rosero knows who she is.
And as the leader of the White Robe Faction who can reassure Glaysia, he certainly isn’t really a mage of this world.
Only the already separated ’Aislin’ couldn’t ascertain his identity, so even if she found out the other party knew a little about her, her attitude wasn’t that warm initially.
Rosero probably guessed what she was guarding against... If he were a mage of this world, even if his soul was controlled and mind was beguiled, Glaysia wouldn’t entrust it with trust.
This is the nature of devils... They never believe anything can be one hundred percent.
So, after rushing out to help her by catching that Sia White Robe, in mid-air, they exchanged a bit.
Gilbert probably saw the somewhat ambiguous actions when they contacted each other.
But he definitely couldn’t figure out what information they exchanged.
"You don’t need to worry about that." ’Aislin’ said sluggishly, "At least this time, I won’t..."
She couldn’t continue her sentence.
Oliva and Gilbert simultaneously looked over, the kind of look filled with ’How many times will you tell this lie?’ left ’Aislin’ speechless.
She could only feel aggrieved.
Could she say that this time, if anyone dares to betray her again, they’d die a worse fate?
But that would still mean betrayal, right?
But, the person she picked definitely won’t have any problems... Even Glaysia herself didn’t have the confidence to say that.
"How about this? This should be enough, right? Haven’t you disgraced me enough?" ’Aislin’ finally said the least confident words in the coldest tone.
Hilbert tilted his head: "But, your honest run to apologize, isn’t it because of my cute little eagle?"
"I just don’t want the teacher to see me asking someone else to deal with my junior..." ’Aislin’s’ arrogant speech diminished into a lower voice in two pairs of incredulous eyes, "It’s not that I couldn’t really take down your, oh, little eagle."
"Do you know what you’re saying, right?" Hilbert said slowly, "Though we all know, you definitely have had issues.
But weren’t you not quite normal for a long time now?
I thought this time... you’d go crazy and then return to the right path!
What?
Are you planning to smash the pot and go completely insane?"
"Bullshit!" ’Aislin’ cursed angrily, "When was I not normal?"
Hilbert blinked: "Ah, such... vulgarity."
Oliva finally realized, Gilbert accepted Aislin’s apology, otherwise, they wouldn’t have shifted the conversation to such a dangerous place... Although they promised to let this matter go, it just meant they wouldn’t deal a fatal blow to each other.
Exchanging insults and casting malicious spells at each other afterward was outside the promise they made.
Previously, Gilbert dared to confront Aislin relying on the Strange Objects he crafted and some pre-prepared spells stored in the Magic Pearls, not to mention now!
Oliva has many things to do! Really no time to pull these two apart... Pulling them apart until all that magic drives toward him alone isn’t impossible.
"We also need to help the teacher build the Magic Tower! Aislin!" Oliva quickly pulled the overly excited junior sister today, "Gilbert, if you don’t want to help, can you not cause trouble in the middle?"
Hilbert glanced at the candle burned down to the base, and smirked: "Well, goodbye.
No, if nothing major happens, just don’t meet."
Oliva sighed: "Rest assured, next time we meet, it should be in the teacher’s conference room."
Even if Ruth wants to use Gilbert’s Array talents, he needs to consider whether he can work in the same place as Aislin.
Their teacher’s temperament never liked crowded places... Of course, building his own Magic Tower’s array provides more reassurance, which is the more important reason.
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Hilbert looked at the distant backs of the two flying away and couldn’t help but sigh: Oliva is indeed an extraordinary boulder.
Truly unbelievable!
In the end, the one speaking was obviously Aislin, wasn’t it!
The girl’s willpower is indeed strong... and her reaction is pretty quick.
After realizing the laurel scent benefited her, she directly rushed out and had an awkward and foolish exchange with Hilbert.
Hill himself felt the acting was a bit awkward... The lines were thought out a bit hastily, really so foolish.
