Chapter 143

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Chapter 143

… That’s how my roommate Luna and I became friends. She is a very lively girl, sometimes too lively that even the twins can’t stand her. Just like the teachers thought, we often receive so-called ‘love letters’ at school, boys write strange poems to me with either clumsy or not clumsy handwriting, sometimes I prefer them to copy some already used poems.

Speaking of which, Luna is really amazing, she can tell which love poems are made up of sentences from other poems, and sometimes she even corrects them and sends them back. The most amazing thing is, she remembers which letter was sent by whom. But I think everyone’s faces are almost the same, and I still can’t recognize all the classmates in the class.

This semester’s studying isn’t that difficult, some of the content I think I’ve learned in my distant childhood. Like you thought, classmates are enthusiastic about copying my homework, for social purposes, I allow them to copy, but they can’t betray me to the teacher.

Because I have a lot of free time, during my leisure time I started reading those books you once recommended to me. I’m reading Safu’s poetry collection, and I can understand some Goboran language. Her poetry is very beautiful, but some people try to imitate her, but they are so clumsy that it doesn’t make sense.

After Hyectra finished reciting, Virgil smirked at Xerath and said, "Hmph? Are you feeling threatened?"

"Of course I am, the elderly are ultimately forgotten at home by their nephews and become Lich, with no one paying attention." Xerath rolled her eyes at him.

The storm outside was spinning, and the clouds were pressing low, as thick and heavy as a sheet of lead that could be touched just by stretching out a hand.

This storm was caused by a water elemental, and bright blue rays of light were jumping in the core of the storm, occasionally releasing long flashes of lightning that stretched for miles.

"So… um, it’s nothing, I mean Sylas has made her own friends, so you don’t have to worry as much." Virgil quickly changed his words, but thinking about it, it was quite sad. The young and beautiful girl stayed with a group of young people like herself, she must be very popular, surrounded by everyone. The old wizard stayed alone, aloof, on top of a tall tower, darkly watching the shining girl in the crowd.

Oh, my goodness, the tender-hearted Demon Hunter just wanted to hug his old friend and cry, how pitiful.

The archmage nodded in an uncertain way, whether he could worry less was hard to say. He worried that she would be targeted by bad people, worried that she would stray off the right path, worried that someone else would replace him in her heart and no longer be the most important person.

How about I, this wanderer, go and visit her for you? It’s not very far from here to Star Song Castle, Dvořák can get there quickly.

Xerath smiled in an official manner, "Let’s not talk about that for now, there’s actually something I want to discuss with you."

"Just say it, my old friend." Virgil sighed and finished the drink in his cup.

The editorial committee received a submission a few days ago.

Can I join in the submission? It sounds unusual, hmm?

Xerath nodded slightly, "It really had nothing to do with you. (How can you say that!) This is a highly classified manuscript, so only a few experts were called in, and I am one of them. The manuscript comes from a ‘supposed Lich.’"

Virgil laughed and said, "Why doesn’t the Lich release their own journal and form their own editorial board? That way, they can review each other. Won’t sending it to the Guild Editorial Board bring trouble upon themselves?"

I hope they think the same way too, so we can avoid a lot of trouble. The Oversight Committee has already issued a warrant to hunt it down, so it’s not about us taking action, but…

Hmm?

There are some things in the manuscript that I’m very interested in, but you know that copying the manuscript is strictly forbidden. Once we’ve read it, it gets burned.

What is it? Is it related to Sylas?

Shadows danced across Xerath’s stern marble-like face, but her short golden hair softened her icy expression, making her smile unexpectedly playful. "You’re quite perceptive, Virgil."

Oh, you flatter me. It’s just a reasonable guess.

Do you remember Sylas’s description in front of that old house? In case you don’t remember, she said that after her mother entered the house, she saw something strange in the corner and felt uneasy. Then she used magic to push Sylas away.

Do you have any clue about what she saw?

It’s just a guess, so I want you to come with me and take a look. But with this weather, we can’t walk across the desert…

Oh, speaking of that, I recently heard a rumor at the excavation camp…

About the giants in the mist and the earthquakes? Yes, those were from the time when Sylas and I were collecting experimental data.

Virgil let out a whistle, "If you want to leave now, I’ll bring the horse."

Xerath nodded, carefully placed the letter in a beautifully crafted box on the wooden cabinet beside the door, which already contained many other letters.

The peaceful scene described in the letter was not quite the same. Sylas angrily threw herself onto the bed.

They had just returned from a nearby restaurant where there was a gathering tonight, organized by Sauran.

Luna was sitting opposite her, and she kicked off her pretty little shoes and casually threw her knee-high socks to the side.

Say something happy! How was your theory of space today?

Not good, not a happy thing… I really can’t believe there are so many boring people. Let me say it, I can’t hold it anymore. Just because Xerath is a female magician, so many people want to say bad things about her? Is it worth forming an association for? Is it worth organizing activities every week?

Sylas tried to calm her down and said, "No, of course not. I think there are many factors involved, and everyone has different reasons. The only thing they have in common… didn’t you say it?"

Really? Are they really jealous? I was just joking.

Definitely," Leunen stepped out from behind her, pleasingly took a small notebook from its owner’s hand, flipped to a certain page, cleared its throat, and read, "Reed Sauran: in high school, he was rejected by the girl he liked and confessed to Xerath. His favorite senior (Sashara Canyon) only favored Xerath because she was always praising Xerath’s intelligence, which made him hold a grudge.

Sylas added, "However, he was unable to effectively refute any of Xerath’s academic viewpoints."

Luna pouted and said, "You’re surprisingly calm at this moment! It’s hard to imagine that you were the one who got angry before and wanted to fight Sauran."

Sylas smiled and said, "I try not to get angry until I find a solution."

Someone quickly knocked on the door. Sylas went to open the door. The twin sister from the Rost family rushed in and urgently gestured to Sylas, saying, "Swis has something very important to say, come quickly!"

Sylas sighed and said, "Can’t you bring him in?"

Caroline also sighed and said, "Swis refuses to disguise himself as me."

You can disguise yourself as him, right?

Luna rolled her eyes, gritted her teeth, and said, "Men!" Then she walked out of the bedroom door. After a while, she came back empty-handed and threw something on the floor. Swis rolled out from thin air.

The two ladies clapped for her. Swis stood up and brushed off the dust, saying, "Can we think of a better way next time, ladies?"

Don’t worry about that, Swis. Quickly show us the letter from your sister!

Swis cleared her throat and said, "This is a letter from my sister. She said there is a method to solve these problems with force. At least… to vent your anger."

Sylas’s eyes lit up. "Tell us quickly!"

Sister said… There’s a law in the Methylani Code called the ‘Dueling Law’. If the other person accepts the duel, both of you are responsible for any harm caused during the duel. That means even if you kill the other person, according to the law, you are not guilty and the school can’t do anything to you. Oh, there’s one more thing… Sister said she wrote a letter specifically to the people at Star Song Castle Library to ask if this rule is still popular.

What did the people at the library say?

‘The most popular days have passed, but the rule hasn’t changed. People who refuse to duel…’ He flipped a page, ‘…will leave an indelible mark of the loser that cannot be dispelled for a month.’

Sylas was very puzzled, frowning, and asked, "How is that possible?"

Swis exclaimed excitedly, "The ‘Dueling Law’ is a spell. You cast it on someone, and they either accept or receive a Shame Mark."

Who does it apply to?

‘Everyone who sets foot in the Methylani Principality’," Swis roared in a deep voice, "everyone can, Sylas!

The green-eyed girl’s gaze was shining with a sharper light than usual. The wind around them stirred restlessly, whispering as it asked, "Can we ‘act recklessly’ now?"

However, Sylas slowly calmed down and asked, "Is this spell complicated? If it’s just like this, why aren’t there duels all over the place?"

Um… you’ve asked me a question, and it says here… ‘To perform magic, you need a silk white glove, one cubic foot of pure white silver powder combined with one cubic foot of seven parts pure Tower Rock powder, thoroughly mixed.’ Maybe that’s why, ten years ago, an earthquake caused a volcano to form on the original caravanserai route, and the volcano erupts from time to time, so the route is blocked.

This is about the geography of the continent (an optional course with a high credit value, but surprisingly difficult for Sylas and a mandatory course for Luna). In the Yearbook, this volcanic activity is suspected to be related to crystalline energy.

So the silk fabrics that used to be continuously transported from the caravanserai to the Duchy suddenly stopped?

Caroline slapped her thigh, saying, "That must be it! Then the price of silk fabrics increased tenfold, and ordinary people could no longer afford silk, let alone silk gloves."

No problem, I can afford it.

Um… Swis and Caroline remembered the shock of Sylas pouring a handful of gold coins out of her money bag, and they both fell silent.