Chapter 220

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Chapter 220

The archmage, based on her limited experience, couldn’t come up with any counterarguments, so she reluctantly agreed with Virgil’s opinion and nodded her head, "Based on the current situation, I have to agree with you."

"Don’t worry, Virgil’s observations are never wrong. Otherwise, how would you explain the piercing icy gazes towards me? If I could act on them, I would have died dozens of times by now." He flashed a shameless smile at a beautiful woman who was staring at him, but she immediately turned her head away. However, when he tried the same with another person, they gave him a fierce glare.

Virgil held Xerath’s hand and politely kept his distance. He suddenly lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "There’s a little wild creature right behind you."

Xerath’s movements became noticeably stiff. She turned her head to look, but in dancing, whether it’s shifting or rotating, everything happens quite fast. By the time she turned her head, the person had disappeared. Virgil reminisced and said, "Hmm… I think our little wild creature has grown taller again?"

"Mine, my little wild creature," Xerath pointed out without hesitation. Then she sighed deeply, "Yes, I’ve worn my highest shoes and still only manage to maintain a barely noticeable height advantage."

Virgil couldn’t help but burst into laughter. After laughing enough, he tried to lower his voice (but kept failing and sounding annoyed) as he said, "Don’t worry about it. Didn’t you always say she would become a greater magician than you? At least she has surpassed you in height!"

"Not funny, stop laughing."

Virgil lowered his head to catch her gaze, but Xerath’s eyes looked past his shoulder and kept staring behind him. With the spinning dance steps, Virgil caught a glimpse of Sylas, who was originally behind him, having fun and laughing with Diego’s daughter. When he turned around again, he whispered in Xerath’s ear, "And she’s becoming more and more beautiful, one day she might surpass you even in this aspect."

Xerath tilted her head slightly, unsure if she had heard his words. Her hazy gaze remained fixed on Sylas’s profile. In the archmage’s view, Sylas remained facing sideways towards her, but then she suddenly turned slightly and glanced over, their eyes interlocking unintentionally.

She had the urge to speak but didn’t know what to say.

Virgil’s annoying voice continued in her ear, "Oh, look at Luna, laughing and talking with Sylas." He specifically pointed this out, everyone had noticed Sylas’s calm expression during the first dance, which was completely different from how she interacted with her peers now. "Seems like she doesn’t really care about you. Your peeping behavior is starting to resemble that of a solitary and eccentric old person."

Xerath had no choice but to look away and give Virgil a stern look. Suddenly, she tried to step on Virgil’s foot, but in times like these, it’s hard to step on your dance partner if you don’t make a mistake. She took an extra half step, and Virgil took a step back. It seemed like they were just dancing an exaggerated dance together, and they quickly moved past the topic of Sylas.

But even after she looked away, Sylas didn’t. She watched as the archmage and her closest friend started playfully goofing around, which made her feel jealous to the point where it felt like the most evil type of curse spells. Xerath would never behave like that towards her. Their once limited intimacy had almost disappeared after countless times of being shaken. Xerath might occasionally show mischievousness towards her, but she would never play around like this without considering her role as a teacher.

There are many turns in this song, and Luna definitely noticed the slightly more unrestrained movements of Virgil and Xerath. She wanted to comfort Sylas but stumbled over her words, saying, "’Teacher’…she…"

Sylas interrupted her and forced a smile. "Since you already know the true identity of the ‘teacher,’ you should know that there’s really nothing to worry about. Stop making jokes like this."

"Then why were you constantly looking at them?"

"I wasn’t," she had to look away and then couldn’t help but ask defiantly after a while, "Weren’t you also constantly looking at them?"

"That’s different," Luna confidently said, "Your gaze wasn’t like this when you were dancing the first dance."

"There really is nothing going on. Xerath is a dedicated teacher, and all she wants is for me to graduate successfully. I can guarantee she doesn’t have any other thoughts," Sylas lowered her head. She wasn’t just saying this for Luna’s sake, but also for her own.

"What about after graduation?" Luna persistently asked.

"Maybe… maybe it’s good to become a researcher."

"Is that it? I’ve heard that she’s a workaholic who doesn’t have any interesting hobbies! She spends every day studying, doing experiments, and writing papers. She hardly has any personal interests and never goes out to have fun. Now, is she going to turn you into a boring person too?"

Sylas defended herself indignantly, saying, "She’s not boring at all. She just lives her life in a way that’s interesting to herself. Others can’t understand her world, so they say she’s boring. In reality, it’s that other people are too boring. They turn a blind eye to everything interesting in life, which is why they can’t understand her interestingness."

"Can you?" Luna suddenly fixed her gaze on her and asked.

Sylas was taken aback and even tilted her head back. "Maybe I can, but I might have to read a lot of books and ponder a lot of questions before fully understanding."

"Hmm…" Luna tilted her head and pondered. "I think it’s possible too. You’re both bookworms, so maybe you can understand the vast universe within the books."

Sylas smiled and replied, "There’s no vast universe within books. Everything is based on detailed observations and conclusions about all the ‘common folks’ in life, which most people overlook."

Luna let go of her hand and drew an imaginary gap between them. "We ‘common folks’ call that the ‘vast universe.’"

"So…" There was a hint of hesitation and probing in Sylas’s tone. "So, can we stop talking about this, please? I’m really afraid that she might hear about these things… I’m afraid I won’t be able to explain clearly and she might misunderstand, causing distance between us. She’s always been so good to me… I also want to be good to her, but I’m scared that she might think I have ulterior motives and reject me…"

Her tone was sincere, and even though they lived in the same dormitory and spent every day together for two years, they never openly talked about their feelings.

Sylas looked up, her eyes shimmering like olivine, pleading, "I have nothing to offer, nothing to repay her."

Luna was on the verge of tears, something in her mind spinning wildly like a blaring train whistle. But she was always a lady, and being a lady meant maintaining a calm exterior. She nodded calmly and said, "Okay."

But in her heart, she said, "I will never stop longing for your story."

Furthermore, in her heart Luna was certain of the unspoken affection Sylas had for her teacher. It was something that many could see but not speak of. Sylas’s confession just now was so sincere and passionate that even Luna, who was watching nearby, felt unable to face it directly. If the archmage heard those words, would her heart not melt from this beauty’s heartfelt confession?

After Xerath appeared on the dance floor, Luna realized that the archmage was not some otherworldly being unaffected by earthly matters. She was much more alive than her fervent admirers had imagined, unquestionably possessing the emotions that humans should have. However, Luna still couldn’t fathom the thoughts and feelings of this wise and witty sage, so all she could do was silently pray for Sylas in her heart: may the archmage be happy to be treated this way by someone, regardless of the intentions behind it.

"I think she will understand… um… don’t worry. She raised you to be a charming little fairy, so she probably naturally assumes you would love her most. Don’t worry, I won’t mention it anymore." Luna promised quietly. At most, she would secretly confide in Jane and Fenika, ensuring it would never reach the archmage’s ears.

The beautiful melody came to an end. In the previous few dances, it was considered impolite to stick with the same dance partner. Jane reluctantly released Sylas’s hand, and then the succubus in a black tailcoat led Sylas away. Elwyn was a little late and caught up, pulling his sister aside. They danced elegantly while he lectured her through gritted teeth.

"Why do you always interfere with my big brother’s romantic encounters!"

"Don’t keep thinking about her, okay?"

"Two years! And you didn’t even think about introducing her to me?"

"I won’t let you get involved with my roommate."

"Don’t you want to have any kind of relationship with her?"

"Believe me, a little fairy like her is not suitable for someone like you."

"Wait a minute? What kind of person am I? Isn’t your dear brother your standard for choosing a partner? How can you say that about me? She’s so mischievous, I think we would get along well."

"No, no, no," Luna looked at Elwyn with pity in her eyes, "Fairies and mortals, two different worlds, give it up!"

Sylas, who had been discussed by the siblings throughout the entire song, now awkwardly held onto the centuries-old demon, fearing that Xerath might misunderstand her intentions towards the teacher, and fearing that Xerath might misunderstand her intentions towards others.

But as the demon turned away from her embrace, even with the intention of letting go of the hands they were holding together, she couldn’t help but tighten her grip on Kuowa’s fingertips, knowing that she would come back with the next move.

Kuowa and her returned to their normal positions. Sylas’s hand rested on the succubus’ back. Unlike other dance partners, the succubus’s lips were close to her, and she whispered enticingly, "Don’t forget what I taught you!"

"Why are you so passionate about this? Is it because you whispered into the dean’s ear about giving the outstanding student speech?"

"What exactly do you suspect our honest dean of? The candidates were chosen by votes," she said, her expression honest and not like a devil. "Eilan’s jaw dropped the moment she saw Xerath, ha, ha, ha." The succubus, who only cared about winning, paid no attention to how badly Eilan would be teased after.