Chapter 173

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Chapter 173

Luna quickly nodded. Compared to Sylas’s analysis, she actually wanted to hear more about the "teacher."

"You want to fall in love, so you found someone to fall in love with, but actually… actually I think it should be the other way around."

"The other way around? Is that what the ‘teacher’ taught you?"

Sylas shrugged. "I think it should be that you first have someone you like enough to fall in love with, and then you do all these happy things together. That’s just my opinion and a little analysis."

"Forget about those fools, let’s talk about the teacher. What kind of person is he?"

Sylas smiled shyly, lowered her head, and said, "He’s a reserved person, very knowledgeable, sees things keenly and sharply, and has a great curiosity about everything."

"Are you also very cold?"

"Yes," Sylas said, smiling politely like a sign, her face melting and becoming more lively, more gentle, "most of the time. But when it comes to some interesting things, I become very mild. In fact, he is a very kind person."

"I envy you…" Luna was attracted by the radiance on her face, secretly thinking: Sylas must like the "teacher"! "Do you like him?"

"What? Um, of course, anyone would like him." "Like" is a very broad definition, usually when Sylas uses it, she usually means she has positive feelings towards certain people. Only when girls talk about love, they use this word to subtly refer to feelings similar to love between two people. Sylas doesn’t plan on telling the truth, but she doesn’t lie either.

"Does he like you?"

Sylas thought for a while, frustrated that she couldn’t find any evidence that Xerath liked her, "Maybe… I am… I am a student that the ‘teacher’ really likes, always saying he appreciates my talents or something."

Unable to ask anything, Sylas pretended to be naive intentionally or unintentionally, Luna thought angrily. Ah, she could totally ask Virgil!

But when she went to look for Virgil, he disappeared instead. Luna couldn’t find him anywhere. After asking around for two days, a senior student suddenly confessed to her, and he was really handsome. Compared to the younger boys in grades one and two, it was clear that the senior student was much more reliable. Luna forgot about this matter.

The four of them had been gathering in the activity room for the second week, along with the backdrop Mrs. Slote and Spider Shirley. The shame mark on its head had faded. Sylas suddenly remembered something, so she asked, "Shouldn’t Mede’s imprint have disappeared too?"

Caroline said, "Not yet. He attended the water elemental combat class this morning, with a bright red mark on his face. His opponent couldn’t stop laughing and got defeated. Speaking of which, Sylas, shouldn’t you go once too?"

"Ah, well, let’s talk about it later," Sylas replied casually. She had four elemental combat classes a week, all spent on the rooftop of Falcon Fortress with Virgil. Virgil guaranteed that he could handle Kat, so Sylas didn’t have to worry about her usual grades. These days, she had practiced many "moves" thoroughly.

"Ladies, I have a groundbreaking announcement to make," Swis suddenly said.

"What groundbreaking progress does my foolish brother have?"

"Shut up," he elbowed his sister, who looked very much like him. "Yes, the king of gossip has again gathered many new rumors."

He then announced that he got hold of the braid of the potions professor, who was one of Wade Sauran’s unreliable associates from the Marsh Seeker family.

"Responsible for telling everyone that he was rejected by the archmage and started harboring hatred because of love."

Sylas burst into laughter, as it wasn’t impossible. There were several boys she had rejected who always wanted trouble with her, so she stopped sending rejection letters.

"I have a few more people here," Swis continued, updating all the information in his little notebook, as if he held all the gossip of Star Song Castle in his hands.

Finally, he summarized by saying, "In order to make them shut up, we must first make them understand the consequences of speaking wrongly."

Caroline said, "Silly little brother, do you know? In detective novels, the people who die usually know too much but don’t have the ability to protect themselves."

Swis shivered and threw the little notebook into Sylas’s arms, saying, "It’s up to you now! Here’s what I think: you have to duel with each and every one of them, give them a Shame Mark, then secretly tell them these things and say that as long as they don’t badmouth Xerath, these things won’t be revealed. How about that? What do you think?"

"You’re putting Sylas in a very dangerous situation," she said as she reached for the notebook, "This thing is very dangerous."

However, Sylas quickly put it away before her and said, "Don’t worry, I will remember it all. Anyone who dares to insult Xerath will pay the price."

Everyone was startled by her serious expression. Sylas always had a cheerful smile and had never shown this kind of expression before. Even the so-called "duel" was initially thought by everyone to be Sylas just finding an excuse to have fun with witchcraft and using "fighting for the archmage" as a cover.

No one expected her to be serious.

Luna suddenly exclaimed, and everyone turned to look at her, "What’s wrong?"

"My new boyfriend…Kelvin, he’s in fourth grade," Luna thought carefully about her words, "He said that Mede seems to have recruited some older students to cause trouble for Sylas, and they’re in…that’s right, you’re in the same wind element combat class as them, right? I heard it’s in your class."

"Who? Who?" Swis busily flipped through his notebook, without boasting, he said, inside here is the roster of "Star Song Castle that made Xerath proud association," "go ask for the names! Sylas!" He looked excitedly at Sylas, who also looked excitedly back at him, both of them looking like they were ready for a fight.

"So I have to attend next week, I heard there will be a confrontation project?" Sylas asked Caroline.

Caroline only chose one elemental class, water elemental, but all the practical classes were similar, so she nodded.

This event reinvigorated the enthusiasm of the four people, Sylas no longer went back to sleep in the afternoons, but continued researching her witchcraft when she returned.

One time during a meal, she discussed this witchcraft with Virgil, and later Virgil took her to a town in the outskirts of Star Song Castle – of course, they went by Dvořák, which was very fast.

When the two arrived at the tavern in town, it was noisy and smelled bad. Sylas, who looked like a beautiful, innocent student, seemed out of place in this coarse place. There were always men leering at her, and there were even some who tried to get handsy, but Virgil always protected her and discreetly pushed them away from her.

Sylas was apprehensive, not because she was afraid of what might happen to her, but because she was unsure of when and how to take action, and afraid of causing a catastrophic mess.

"Don’t be afraid, listen carefully to their conversations."

The local dialect here is very different from the common language, but the tone and intonation have a distinct Methylani Principality feeling, and are very similar to the ups and downs of the "Dueling Law."

She quietly listened to the people around her talking, as time passed by quietly. Virgil sat across from her, drinking glass after glass of alcohol, occasionally flirting with the women who approached him, and occasionally glancing at Sylas’s thoughtful expression.

Suddenly, Sylas slammed the table and said to him, "Is it the local language? The words in the ‘Dueling Law,’ are they the local colloquial language of Methylani?"

Virgil smiled and pushed away the attractive girl who proudly clung to him, apologizing, "I’m sorry, babe, but my niece has something to tell me. Can I find you later? Hmm?"

"You must come, and it’s fine to bring this little cutie with you. She’s so adorable," she said as she reached out to pinch Sylas’s cheek.

The wind around them suddenly became restless. Sylas quickly dodged, and Virgil calmly grabbed her hand, saying, "Be patient, baby. I’ll take her home first. See you later!"

He half coaxed and half forced the woman away, saying to Sylas, "You’re basically correct. It is indeed the local colloquial language of Methylani, but it’s a very, very ancient version. I don’t know which words have changed. Oh, you mentioned ‘Dueling Law’ just now?"

Sylas realized she had slipped up and covered her mouth in fear, but Virgil simply looked at her. She felt the need to explain something and said calmly, " ‘Dueling Law’ is an interesting witchcraft. I’ve discovered that witchcraft can also be broken down, following certain syntax. Behind its chaotic appearance, I believe its essence is also a spell."

Virgil shrugged, "No wonder you’re my old friend’s favorite student. Your way of twisting words and arguing is the same."

Sylas squinted, "Wait, Virgil, why did you bring me here… do you know? How could you know??" She asked cautiously, "What else do you know?"

Virgil hangs around near the school every day. He is a very experienced hunter and one of the most well-informed people on the entire continent. He probably already knows… but he hasn’t said a word. Sylas became even more afraid, afraid that he might reveal even the slightest hint to the archmage.

The old hunter smiled and said, "About the ‘Dueling Law’? I went to the activity room once to find you, but you weren’t there, so I had a chat with Lady Slote – we are old acquaintances, after all."

"How is it that you seem to be old acquaintances with everyone?"

"Well, what can I say? I am a well-connected person around here. Anyway, my old friend mentioned that you have a witchcraft research association – don’t be scared, even if Xerath finds out, she would support it."

Sylas said in a gloomy voice, "No, don’t tell her… I don’t want her to know. It’s not something she needs to know, right? I want to make some progress in my research before telling her. She said she wants me to develop independent research habits at school, so I don’t want her to get involved too early. Hmm?"

Virgil chuckled softly, this rhetorical question reminded him of Xerath. The little one had learned about her teacher’s expressions about 80%, the remaining 20% was probably a threat that only Xerath knew, without that 20%, she looked really cute.