Chapter 215

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Chapter 215

She must have felt good too, and old Emerson was extremely happy.

"Very shiny and dazzling. If you say it’s good, then it must be really good," Xerath swiftly walked to the front and said to Emerson, "But I’m afraid I have to disappoint you. You cannot take her as your disciple."

Emerson was taken aback and asked, "Why?"

Xerath politely nodded and walked towards the podium.

"She is my disciple."

The surrounding wind whispered as it ran from person to person, spreading the news, "The king has arrived…"

The once calm elements now became restless, gathering into gusts of wind. The commotion caused the crowd in front to instinctively make way, and many people looked in that direction.

Someone recognized her, and the whispers of the humans were carried by the wind with selfish intentions, swiftly reaching every corner.

"It’s Xerath."

"The archmage is here…"

"How could she attend? I thought she would never accept the invitation!"

Jane grabbed Luna’s hand excitedly, her suppressed voice trembling uncontrollably, "Did you hear that? She’s here! They all said she’s here! She! She! Oh my goodness! I saw her in person! I’m about to faint!!!"

"Oh my goodness… Is that the person walking? So young? Shouldn’t she be forty already?"

"It’s her, it’s her, look at her colorful embroidery thread!"

Luna covered her mouth, stopping herself from screaming out loud.

Jane kept holding onto her, repeating, "She’s walking towards Sylas… She’s walking towards Sylas!"

"Calm down, calm down…" Although Luna said so, she couldn’t calm herself either. "She’s the next speaker, it’s normal to go to the podium at this time… Normal…"

Not normal, Sylas saw Xerath and almost forgot that she was still giving a speech. Luna threw an ice cube at her, and she snapped out of it, glanced at her notes, and continued speaking hesitantly.

It was obvious that more than just her came with the archmage. A footstool ran ahead of her, and a bird in soul form suddenly flew in through the main gate and landed behind the footstool.

A golden glow surrounded her, leaving behind large traces as she moved. The archmage silently tore open a rift in space, and the water lord with the golden jewelry emerged from the rift. Then, the magma surged, and burning magma skeletons crawled out from the cracks. A whirlwind followed at the end, a rotating Son of the South Wind.

She held two books in her hands and walked briskly towards the podium.

The archmage stood below the podium, smiling as he looked at Sylas on stage, with all the promised family members behind her.

With her gaze fixed on her, Sylas nervously finished reading the remaining speech in her hands. But an untimely voice came from the audience.

"Nonsense! Flowers in a greenhouse!"

Perhaps this cynical youth spoke for everyone, as whispers grew louder. Even the guests behind Xerath said, "Ah, flowers in an ivory tower. Who doesn’t want to do what they want? You can’t say anything without money!"

Sylas was clearly unprepared for the sudden questioning. She stared blankly at Xerath standing below the stage, and in that moment of eye contact, she felt that these doubts were not important anymore.

She finally arrived.

The powerful archmage nodded thoughtfully and snapped his fingers. A golden light tore open a rift in space, and an Earth Child rolled out. She walked to the podium, stepping on the wide shoulders of the Earth Child. Hyectra and Elvis followed behind, while the Son of the South Wind came last, with flames deflecting off Elvis.

Titus couldn’t climb up, so Shamodial tried to lift it up, but it was too fat to hold on to. In the end, Water Lord rolled it up.

The host quickly ran over and said, "Now, let’s welcome our distinguished alumna, Archmage Xerath, to speak!" and then hurriedly ran off. Did the esteemed archmage really need such a grand entrance? Was it necessary to summon all the elemental creatures? And bringing a dog and a bird too?

Xerath walked over to Sylas, placed a hand on her shoulder, and spoke into the microphone, saying, "I had prepared a long speech for this invitation, but coincidentally, or unfortunately, the previous speaker and I had almost the same thoughts. I believe you wouldn’t want to hear it again. I only have one thing to add: to support young researchers in pursuing their own passions, I am willing to donate a hundred thousand gold coins to establish a fund at Star Song Castle. Thank you."

The entire room fell silent.

Jane pinched Luna’s arm and whispered, "Am I dreaming? The archmage is standing behind Sylas… putting a hand on her shoulder… supporting her when she’s being doubted… and even donating a hundred thousand gold coins to her?"

Sylas turned her head in surprise, and Xerath gave her a slight smile, saying, "Congratulations on completing your studies. You did quite well, hm?"

"Did she just smile at Sylas? Are they talking now? No, no, this can’t be real… I can’t hold it in any longer… Aaaaahhhhhhhh!" Jane started screaming, tightly hugging Luna. Luna couldn’t hold it in anymore either, and joined in the screaming. Strangely, people around them also started screaming, thinking they were celebrating the establishment of the dream fund. The screaming was mixed with the howling of the wind and the bursting of flames, creating a chaotic scene that made people almost believe there was a serious conflict going on.

In a big mess, Sylas turned red and her teacher kept asking persistently, "Can you finish advanced school in just two years?"

"Hmm…" She had no other excuses anymore. Everything she did was just to go back to the tower quickly. Maybe Xerath wanted to hear her explanation, but she couldn’t tell her.

But unexpectedly, Xerath smiled and said, "You should have been sent back earlier. How much trouble did you cause in places I didn’t know about?"

Sylas widened her eyes and hurriedly explained, "I, I am very obedient. Except for world history, I didn’t fail any subjects…"

Xerath smiled and took out the book with the silver pattern of a girl fighting a beast on the cover, saying, "Every little detail is written in here."

In fact, as soon as Sylas saw the words "Beauty and Duel" she realized she had been tricked, "What is this!"

"It’s filled with your great achievements," Xerath stepped back just enough to avoid Sylas’s reaching hand. "Fighting for me?"

"I just… just…"

"Childish," the archmage coldly interrupted her, causing the young beast to lower its head like it had been frosted.

–

Luna and Jane hugged each other and watched as the two elemental envoys on the stage started to have a conversation, forgetting to even scream.

The sound still came through the loudspeaker, but it seemed that the people involved didn’t really care.

Luna murmured, "Oh my goodness, my comrade, my ally, don’t you think they know each other?"

–

"But thank you."

Sylas suddenly looked up.

Xerath smiled and said, "Someone still willing to fight for me at this age, hm… thank you."

Sylas looked up, stars sparkling in her emerald eyes, and she smiled back at Xerath.

"Miss, Hyectra floated up and exclaimed, ‘Thank goodness, you have truly amazed me. I never expected you to graduate within two years. Otherwise, I wouldn’t know what the lady would do…’"

Xerath glared at Hyectra, and the water lord’s cheek immediately froze. Any words he wanted to say were interrupted. At this moment, Elvis squeezed past the water lord, and there was a sizzling sound as they collided.

"Miss, I am so glad you are back home. What would you like to eat tonight?"

Xerath turned around and said, "I apologize for disappointing you, Elvis. Sylas may still have a farewell dinner tonight."

"Oh…"

Son of the South Wind, Fantos, floated past Elvis and quietly arrived in front of Sylas. The tiny wind blades around it flickered twice, making a crackling sound. Sylas smiled and said, "Yes, I changed my hairstyle. I wanted it to be short like my teacher’s."

"What gift would you like?" the archmage grabbed the attention of the little beast away from the lords.

Sylas mustered up courage to speak, but Xerath quickly responded, "No."

Sylas sighed softly. Only this one thing was not allowed.

"Don’t be sad, I have a gift for you." The archmage conjured another book from somewhere, it was this month’s "Journal of Learning." Although not as impressive as "Magic Wand," it was still the guild’s main publication. "I’ll give you this one first."

Sylas, confused, took the book and flipped it over. It faced her, showing "Harnessing Energy: Measuring Wind Velocity near Earth’s Veins." "Sylas Hevel" was written on the front, followed by "Xerath Stellar."

"We’ve been waiting in line for a year to get this, but it worked out perfectly."

Sylas was about to speak, but suddenly something flashed before her eyes, blocking her view completely. Xerath reached out and grabbed her shoulder, slightly tiptoeing to kiss her forehead.

The kiss was light and quick, as gentle as an unexpected collision, but it was enough to ignite a flame within her once more.

"Teacher…"

"Let’s go, we’ve occupied this stage for long enough." Ignoring the discussions below, she pulled Sylas off the stage. The elemental lords returned to the Elemental Realm, leaving behind sparks that fizzled away into the air.

Luna squeezed Jane’s hand and whispered, "Did you hear that? Sylas called her… ‘teacher’?"

Jane touched her own face. "I heard it… What kind of story did we write? Did we write a prophecy?"

The imaginary scenes gradually became indistinguishable from reality, and the two girls didn’t even know if the things in the story were true or false. The gentle "knownlessness" and the stern "Sylas," the pink petal bookmark, "I can’t take it anymore, I have to go find Fenika!"

"Wait, wait, I also, I also…"

"You need to work hard here, right? Captain?"

This title reminded Jane that she had to represent all members of the knight order and go ask Xerath for an autograph. Otherwise, who knows when she’ll come out of the desert center again!

Armed with all her prepared equipment and relying on her size advantage, she intercepted the archmage.

The impulsive and petite girl handed over the pre-prepared paint bucket and small paintbrush, as well as the emblem of the knight order, and excitedly said to Xerath, "Would it be too forward of us to ask for your autograph on our emblem?"

Just as Xerath was about to refuse, Jane said to Sylas, "Little fairy, little fairy? Please help us, for the sake of being classmates?" with a pleading expression.