Chapter 68
This part of the work could only be done at the public library (it would be strange to ask the Rost Family twins, it had nothing to do with Sashara, and her identity was almost confirmed. The Rost Family twins didn't need to play the investigation game with her again), but Sylas was still determined. Comparing this section, she flipped to the front and quickly discovered something strange that corresponded to the quoted passage.
To be precise, she noticed this point while quickly scanning: there was an annotation marked with an asterisk (*) here.
In this peculiar annotation in this chapter, there was one line that stood out, saying, "In addition to having a significant amount of water in the environment, this sentence is usually necessary when harnessing the power of water. *Note: 'Usually' is the appropriate term, and this rule applies to all water elemental spells encountered in primary, middle, and advanced schools."
She looked up, which means in situations that require a large amount of water, she should use the phrase "tear open the rift to the Water Elemental Realm" as the beginning. Of course, the whole sentence is written in ancient Saiti language.
According to the Rost Family twins, apprentices usually undergo evaluation in advanced school to test if they are suitable for "water lord summoning covenant spells". Is Sashara's confident annotation stating that the covenant spells also apply to this phrase?
In any case, Sylas also wrote this phrase on the first page of her notebook and made a note next to it.
The calm daytime passed, and at night she once again arrived at the door of Xerath's room. Just like yesterday and the day before, she opened the door, entered the room, closed the door, and quietly lifted the covers to hide inside. Her tiny body sank into the soft mattress, surrounded by a tangible breath.
She lay in bed, opening her eyes, confused about why she had fallen into such indescribable longing.
According to Xerath's reasoning, she had spent about three years in a vast and dark place, where there was almost no sound, almost no light. In the darkness, only the elements gradually took shape. She clearly spent those lonely three years there, yet didn't find it unbearable.
But now, in the center of the Elemental Gate, there were lively elements everywhere. Yet, she couldn't find the energy to play with them.
The silence in the mage tower was unbearable. She should be able to see someone at all times, knowing that there was someone sharing the same space with her. Even without any conversation or contact, it would bring her peace of mind.
Why, why, why hasn't she returned yet?
Like this, another day passed. She couldn't find any valuable information from the materials she had on hand. Her personal research was at a standstill, so she had to spend the day doing homework.
Today, the wind was very strong. It continued from yesterday's storm, but it sounded much gentler. The sharp and thin whistling surrounded the tower, and suddenly the library flashed blue light.
The runestone embedded in the library floor was like a doorbell. It would light up when someone stepped into the magic circle and activated the teleportation. As far as Sylas knew, the only person who did this so far was Virgil.
She pushed her chair away, left the library, and went down the stairs to the bottom meeting room. She heard the front door being knocked in a rhythmic pattern.
Sylas didn't plan to open the door directly. In fact, her long life on the run made her extremely cautious. She pressed her palm against the handrail next to the first step, where a fist-sized Sunstone was embedded. Golden light seeped into the patterns on the stone. Sylas whispered and used the power of the Sunstone, utilizing a Light Mirror Technique.
This spell revealed the surroundings of the tower, roughly the highest level of Holy Light magic that an elemental mage could use.
There was only Virgil nearby, leaning against a stone at the door. His cloak was pulled down, revealing brown hair. He breathed slowly, and his Pegasus, Demoshak, stood nearby, silently shaking its hooves.
Sylas slowly pushed the door, and the wind slammed it open.
Sylas slowly opened the door, and the wind blew it open.
Virgil saw her and asked in confusion, "Where is Xerath? Where is she? What happened? Why is it you who came down?"
"Well... she said she went to attend a meeting and will probably come back tomorrow or the day after. Please come in."
Virgil raised his hands slightly and said, "No, no. If she's not here, I'll just leave."
Sylas was surprised and said, "Usually you need to stay overnight. Come in and have a seat. How about some honey lemon tea?"
Regardless, Virgil was Xerath's friend, and according to basic etiquette, Sylas couldn't just send him away. Some necessary courtesy should still be shown.
"Oh, well... let me go tie up the horse first." Virgil closed the door and walked into the stable while Sylas took out a clean teapot, tea leaves, honey, and dried lemon slices from a nearby cupboard.
Although she didn't know how long they had been there, Hyectra hadn't thrown them away, so they should still be in good condition... Sylas thought to herself as she uncovered the teapot lid. She summoned water out of thin air, which became boiling hot through some kind of trade with the apprentice and the fire element, and then poured it into the teapot with the tea leaves. The aroma of the tea and lemon, along with white mist, filled the entire room.
Virgil entered through the door, and Sylas added a little honey to the tea and handed it to him.
"It smells so good. Thank you, little beast."
Sylas smiled.
Virgil blew on the tea, took a sip slowly and sighed, "After a long journey, it's refreshing to have a sweet drink. How have you been recently?"
"Do you have something to talk to the teacher about? By the way, I've started learning to write scrolls."
"Can you write scrolls already? That's great. I don't have anything to discuss with her, just passing by," Virgil winked, "You don't really understand my relationship with Xerath."
Sylas suddenly became alert, and her eyes became sharp. Although she didn't feel it, Virgil was indeed startled.
"Hey, relax, little one. You see, Xerath and I are both loners. We usually only meet every three or four months to make sure the other person is still alive. We special people... nevermind, it doesn't matter, anyway you don't know what it's like for people who live normal lives."
Sylas became interested, "What are they like? Oh, let's go upstairs and talk, what do you want to eat?"
Virgil waved his hand, "No, no, you don't understand the seriousness of the situation. It's impossible for me to stay alone with you in the tower when Xerath is not home."
Sylas widened her emerald eyes, blinked, and suddenly burst into laughter, her big eyes curved, and Virgil secretly made a funny face.
"Don't worry, I'm not that scared little child anymore."
Virgil clapped his hands, "Of course, I know you're not a child anymore, so if I go up there casually, the esteemed archmage will definitely kill me." He squinted at Sylas and gestured to his throat.
"The teacher wouldn't... Sylas shook her head gently, "She wouldn't be so unreasonable."
"Ha, I've known her for many years, she's capable of it. It's okay, I'll leave in a moment."
"Won't you have a meal before you go?"
"Elvis will definitely report it if she finds out, so I'll sit here for a while. If you really care about me, please don't tell her I came."
"Um..." Sylas pursed her lips and suddenly smiled, "If you want me not to tell her, I have a small request too."
"Tell me, but you should know that there are some things I would risk being killed by Xerath to tell her. I'm such a sincere friend."
"You..." Sylas paused and looked at him expectantly, "Can you tell me the incantation to summon the water lord?"
Virgil was surprised, then he said, "Oh - little beast, how could I have seen that kind of spell? I am a hunter."
"But from your conversation with the teacher, I think I can guess that you have previously studied at a magic school, and you have completed advanced school, right? Your employer hired you because they were impressed by your magical background, this is what you said." Her expression still innocent up to this point, but suddenly narrowed her eyes, showing sharpness and a dangerous disregard, "Since you graduated from advanced school, you must have seen this spell."
Virgil smiled gently, "Don't threaten Uncle Virgil, look closely, I don't even have a water lord steward. I haven't passed the test, I'm not qualified to see this kind of large-scale spell."
Sylas leaned forward slightly, her hands tightening around the teacup, "Mr. Virgil, you grew up with the teacher, did you both attend the same primary school? She was able to obtain the spell through some means, you must have seen it too."
"Oh, is that so? Are you interrogating Uncle Virgil? Since you are a student of Teacher Emerson, then you must know that he wrote a paper discussing at what age an apprentice should become their own water ball attendant, right?"
In fact, Sylas had not read this article, but she decided not to tell the truth, "That's correct, but I believe I am special."
Virgil smiled brightly, in stark contrast to the gloom outside, "If you are really suitable, why doesn't Xerath just tell you the spell directly?"
Sylas pouted slightly, a hint of redness appearing around her eyes, she stared at Virgil as if he had just bullied her.
Virgil's expression gradually changed, he put away his smile and tentatively asked, "Oh, I think I understand. She wants you to figure it out for yourself, right? Ha, hahaha, oh my, "he laughed for no apparent reason, as if he knew some incredible secret, "Well, I know you don't want to disappoint her, but Uncle Virgil is not a wizard, I can only help with a little bit of uncertain assistance..."
He placed both hands behind his head and said, "Xerath has written a paper about contract spells. Why don't you look for it in the library?"
