Chapter 315: Things Have Changed! The Wolf School Is Moving to Elland!

I was given a cold look and heard my full name again.

The girl immediately realized that her tutor's mood was not just bad, it was like an active volcano about to erupt.

She quickly shrank her head like a timid little quail and subconsciously turned around to make way.

But the next second, she remembered what she had promised a boy and her movement backing away froze.

Then, he secretly sighed, "I'm done for. I'm going to be killed by Ailin." He forced a dry smile.
"Ms. Vera, would you like a cup of hot water to warm yourself up?"

"If you have something to say, just say it!" Vera waved her hands impatiently. "What trouble have you gotten into?"

The natural pressure from the superior sorceress and mentor caused the girl's words of concern and greeting to die before they began.

"I...I didn't cause any trouble, it's just...it's just..."

The girl's hesitation and confusion made the already impatient sorceress even more irritated.

As far as the eye could see, the bottles and jars on the alchemy table were in a mess, the pages of the books spread out on the ground were bent, and even the door of the inner room was half open...

Has she been too nice to her apprentice recently and forgotten her own identity?

"Shut up!" The sorceress snorted coldly, "I'll see for myself..."

The brutal and powerful mental force directly broke through the defense that Mary had built in her brain.

It's like rivers flowing into the sea, unstoppable.

But the next moment.

The brutal mental power suddenly stagnated.

The water in the river suddenly flowed backwards and disappeared from the girl's mind in a moment.

"You... care about me." The emotion transmitted by mental power made the sorceress speak in a strange tone, "Why?"

The girl, whose eyes were filled with tears because of the rude behavior just now, did not dare to be tactful anymore.

"Ai... Ailin said you were in a bad mood recently and asked me to find a chance to comfort you."

"Aelin said that? When?"

"evening……"

The answer was no longer important at this point, or rather, the sorceress knew the answer before Mary said it.

Yes.

Apart from her Eileen, who else could have given Mary, who usually trembled when she saw her, the courage to block her way at a time like this.

"Whoo~"

The evening breeze blows in from the mountains, bringing with it the refreshing fragrance of grass, sweeping away all the annoying worries.

The sorceress's eyes softened.

The bottles and jars on the alchemy table are so messy that they seem to have texture.

Mary had not yet recovered from the panic of having her mental defenses forcibly broken. She supported herself on the alchemy table with both hands, her eyes blurred with tears.

The sorceress pursed her lips, bent down, and picked up the book lying on the ground.

"Papa~"

He dusted off the chiffon paper and closed the book.

"Don't look!"

When the girl saw this scene, her big watery eyes suddenly widened even wider.

Ignoring the fear and pressure from his instructor, he quickly stretched out his hands with his fingers pointing upwards, and in an awkward manner, he tried to cover the cover and spine of the book.

But it was obviously too late at this time.

"How Magical Ladies Can Cleverly "Attract" Handsome Men..." Vera read the title of the book in a clear and loud voice, and immediately looked at the girl with a complicated look.

The girl froze there in embarrassment, her hands waving around in the air but suddenly stopped in mid-air.

"Squeak~"

There was the sound of an under-lubricated wooden door moving.

Follow the sound and look.

A small head with long black hair half poked out from the inner room, and its big violet eyes reflected the candlelight, flickering.

When she saw Vera and Mary looking at her, she hid back timidly.

now.

Even the wind whistling from the mountains held its breath awkwardly.

The mind-reading was not over yet. Mary remained still like a marble sculpture, but her emotions were overflowing from her little head.

The sorceress silently handed over the book.

The girl silently took it back, held it in her arms, and covered the cover and the spine where the name was.

"Is this book... useful?" the sorceress broke the silence.

The girl said nothing.

The intense emotional fluctuations caused by this sentence suddenly became like a storm on the sea.

Even though the sorceress had withdrawn her mental power from her mind long ago, a lot of vague, chaotic sentences and fragmented memories that were strongly emotionally expressed were forced into her mind.

understood……

The sorceress sighed quietly: "It seems that we are all losers tonight."

The girl was stunned when she heard this, then she looked up from her suffocating embarrassment and looked at her mentor.

Are they all losers?
Could it be that Grandmaster Soi also...

This... this shouldn't be the case!

of course.

Although she was full of doubts, the girl obviously did not have the courage to ask her doubts. Instead, when she realized what she was thinking, she quickly emptied her mind and calmed down her emotions.

The mental defenses in her mind had just been broken, and for Vera, her mind was defenseless.

Available in the next second.

"I'm sorry, Mary." A cold voice sounded.

All the girl's efforts to control her emotions were in vain.

She had never heard Vera apologize to anyone...

"Because what?" She asked stupidly subconsciously, and regretted it right after she asked it, thinking that she would be scolded next.

Unexpectedly, the sorceress was silent for a moment, then looked up at the lonely moon in a trance and said:

"Because of the abyss..."

The girl was stunned: "Huh?"

……

night.

The capital of Kaedwen - Ard Kalai.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

In the study of Duke Donetto's residence, precious incense was burning.

An old man in luxurious clothes was sitting on a high-back chair with intricate carvings.

He rested his right elbow on the armrest carved with a dragon head, casually supporting his chin with his eyes closed, as if he was waiting for someone.

A finely textured black cane was placed on his left hand side, pointing straight at the long table in front of him like a long sword.

Sitting at the long table were three nobles, who were equally well-dressed, with greased and well-groomed beards.

They should be waiting for someone just like the old man.

At this time, we were chatting idly.

"I heard that Phyllis is dead?" The young nobleman with a short beard asked casually, fiddling with the white silk scarf on his chest.

"He was hanged this afternoon." Another middle-aged noble with a goatee nodded. "Not only was his tongue cut off, but his mouth was also gagged with sackcloth during the execution..." "So cruel?"

The short-bearded young nobleman paused.

She stuffed the white scarf back into her chest pocket with disgust, as if the pure white was stained with some disgusting blood.

The middle-aged noble with a goatee seemed very satisfied with the young noble's reaction. He chuckled twice before saying, "The charge is collusion with the enemy and leaking royal secrets."

"Phyllis? Collaborating with the enemy country?" The young nobleman couldn't believe it and stopped the little movements of his hands completely.

If I remember correctly, isn't Phyllis the most loyal old dog of Hackso and the royal family?
The secret communication with the enemy country was done under the instruction of the new king, and as for leaking royal secrets...

This...how is this possible?
“Hahahaha—” the middle-aged noble stroked his goatee and laughed, “You just came back from Redania. You don’t know that in recent months, Ad Kalai has been very lively under the rule of the new king Rado…”

Although he called him the new king, the middle-aged nobleman's tone showed no respect for the new master of Kaedwen.

However, the young nobleman obviously didn't care about this. He was tickled by the middle-aged nobleman and asked quickly:

"Tell me, Uncle Raphael, what's the fun?"

"I only heard that Rado was..." He glanced at the old man with his eyes closed and subconsciously lowered his voice, "After being rejected by Duke Donato, he found a knight from Toussaint to be the Hand of the King..."

"That's another matter..." The middle-aged noble Raphael's face changed slightly, and he interrupted unnaturally. Then he stopped teasing the young noble and said directly:
"They say he was colluding with the enemy and leaking royal secrets, but in fact, our new king executed Ferris and humiliated him so much just for one reason..."

"What's the reason?" the young noble asked.

"Go to Duke Donetto!"

"Ah?" The young noble opened his mouth in astonishment. "Duke Donato? Will that old dog Felice join us?"

"Of course not," Raphael stroked his goatee and raised the corner of his mouth, "So..."

"he died."

"And he died miserably."

"His tongue was pulled out out of anger because he refused to admit that he had surrendered to Duke Donetto."

"Not only that, Phyllis's wife and daughter were also forced to be sent to Pink Lane..."

Raphael paused and closed his eyes in enjoyment.

"Tsk tsk, I have to say that although Phyllis is not good-looking, his wife and daughter are really..."

"The skin is as white and tender as the finest sheep fat, and the cry is crisp, melodious and sad..."

The middle-aged nobleman stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, as if savoring the taste.

"enough!"

At this time, the elderly nobleman with a slightly gray beard, who had been sitting in the first position under Duke Donato, suddenly shouted and interrupted Raphael.

The young noble fell silent immediately and sat up straight.

The middle-aged nobleman curled his lips, but didn't know if it was because Duke Donato was there, but he didn't talk back.

"Felice was loyal to his lord, and upheld his integrity and the honor of his family." The elder noble's tone was sonorous and powerful. "He was just unlucky and chose the wrong lord."

"So stop verbally insulting a true nobleman who deserves respect, because that would also be an insult to yourselves."

Just say it.

There was silence in the room for a long while.

"You talk as if you're not the one who contributed the most..." the middle-aged noble muttered, but his voice was not small.

"Raphael, you!" The older noble stood up suddenly.

Suddenly, tensions rose in the study.

"Alright, alright, Raphael, Gil, we are all family, it's rare for us to quarrel when we meet each other." Duke Donato, who was sitting at the head, half-opened his eyes and slowly advised, "Sit down."

"Yes, Lord Donato." The two nobles stood up and saluted, and sat down only after the old man waved his hand casually.

After the elder noble Jill sat down, he looked at the younger noble and explained seriously:
"Count Nashi!"

"Phyllis is loyal to his lord, and I also have someone I need to be loyal to, so I have a clear conscience."

Upon hearing this, the young nobleman known as Count Nashi gave him an awkward smile and nodded.

then.

There was another long silence.

For some reason, the person they were waiting for hadn't arrived yet, but no one - not even Donato, who had the highest status, and Raphael, who seemed to have the worst temper - showed any impatience.

It didn't take long.

The young nobleman Nashi fiddled with the silk scarf on his chest and asked the middle-aged nobleman in a low voice:
"Why was Lado so cruel to Phyllis?"

"I mean, at the royal harvest feast last August, wasn't he still promoting Toussaint's traditional five virtues of chivalry: honor, wisdom, generosity, valor, and mercy—which I had memorized by heart—?"

"It seems like it's been less than a year. No matter how much you hate Phyllis, this is definitely a violation of the chivalrous virtue of mercy, right?"

"And isn't that Knight of Toussaint still the Hand of the King? Why didn't he stop it?"

"People always change, Nasi," the middle-aged noble Raphael said meaningfully, "not to mention the person who sits in that position..."

"If I sit on it, it will definitely not change!" The young noble glanced at Donato who had his eyes closed, and quickly interrupted Raphael, almost taking an oath nervously.

However, the old man sitting at the top did not open his eyes.

Instead, Raphael patted his shoulder and signaled him to calm down.

"I believe in you, Nashi, we all believe in you..." Raphael said softly, "otherwise we wouldn't have chosen you."

"I'm talking about our new king, the fake king Rado who will eventually be replaced by you."

"It is precisely because he is not as good as you that he is replaced by you."

Seeing that Nashi had calmed down and started to play with his white scarf again, Raphael continued:
"Three months after the king's death was enough to change a lot, especially for Rado, who had just taken the throne and gradually abandoned the pillars that supported the kingdom and became an enemy to everyone."

"So stay hidden here and don't go out and get discovered by him. He is no longer the person you knew."

"As for Toussaint's tutor..."

Raphael paused, glanced at the elderly noble Jill who closed his eyes, and said:
“He’s done pretty well with what he’s got.”

"Unfortunately……"

"He was unlucky and chose the wrong lord?" Naxi continued.

"Hahaha..." Raphael was stunned for a moment, then he slapped his thigh exaggeratedly and laughed:

"Yes, yes, Dieter's luck is really bad. He chose Ban Ade, who hated the nobles and had half of Kaedwen, and chose Rado, who couldn't tell his own position, didn't know how to hide his true thoughts, and only cared about revenge for his father, as the object of his loyalty..."

"Nashi, you are so smart. You deserve to replace Rado and take the highest position in Kaedwen!"

Frightened by Raphael's sudden crazy behavior, Nasi immediately pulled out the white scarf.

After a few awkward dry laughs, he folded it neatly again uncomfortably and then quietly put it back.

But when he put the scarf away, Raphael was still smiling.

Not only was Duke Donato indifferent to this, even Jill, who seemed to have a rift with Raphael, did not open his eyes.

until……

"Boom~"

An orange-yellow portal suddenly appeared.

The strong wind howled in the room, blowing the luxurious golden satin curtains straight up into the air.

Not only was Raphael coughing because of the sudden strong wind, but everyone else's hair and beards were also messy.

But it should be because he had been prepared in advance.

In the study, small items such as books, papers, pens, and cups were put away and were not affected.

When someone walks out of the portal, the strong wind will stop.

The four nobles, including Donato, immediately stood up to greet them.

But the visitor just waved his hand and said seriously:
"Things have changed!"

"The Wolf School is moving to Elland!"

(End of this chapter)