Chapter 244 Pet Dog Dark Cloud

When Isabel turned around and saw Lily, her brain short-circuited at that moment.

——Why is Lily silent when she gets up and walks?

When did she touch me from behind? Is this the power of someone who has adapted to the Dao?!

And, most importantly...

Did Lily hear what I just said?

Although judging from her reaction, Lily seemed not to have heard...but since she got out of bed and walked over, that meant she must have been awake for a while, right?

I should have heard her chatting with Aiwass long ago, but she just looked surprised, as if asking, "Why are you here?"

——It looks fake no matter how you look at it!

Since Lily could sneak up behind him silently, it meant that she could also hide from him.

But she didn't even hide it, but let herself see it openly... That was intentional, just to give herself face.

Isabel understood this very well. Like when Isabel and Aiwass first went to the White Shoes Club, she had actually already arrived.

But in order to prevent Aiwass from feeling that she had been waiting here for a long time, after she confirmed that Aiwass had not come, she went shopping in the surrounding shops for a long time.

While shopping, she would always stare at the entrance of the club.

Isabelle had originally planned...if Aiwass had also arrived early, she'd hide in the store for a while and then leave. She'd pretend she was a little later than him. If Aiwass hadn't arrived early, she'd come out when the time was right and ask to be let in. This would give Aiwass the feeling of "I actually just arrived too," "What a coincidence! I picked this time too!" and he'd be happier.

If she showed that she had been waiting here for a long time, perhaps Aiwass would be touched, but it would be more likely that Aiwass would feel a lot of pressure.

That would make your feelings seem very heavy...as if you are asking the other person to take you seriously.

Aiwass was Isabel's only friend at the time, so she had to be extremely cautious and carefully consider all the possibilities.

Isabelle thought that if she arrived too early, Aiwass might come out even earlier the next time they went out together—which would put pressure on both of them. If she wasn't careful, she'd make him wait a long time... or make him feel that hanging out with her was a very stressful or time-consuming endeavor.

Isabel didn't want to give people that feeling. She never wanted to be a burden to others.

Not only at the royal and national levels, or in promotion ceremonies...even in making friends, she always maintains this philosophy.

If possible, she hopes that her friends will be happy and joyful around her, rather than frowning and feeling stressed...if she can have friends at all.

Although she now probably understood Queen Sofia's perspective, the experience of enduring such pressure from the age of six or seven until the age of nineteen was too much, and it had already caused her too much psychological pressure. It would be difficult to gradually adjust back now.

But if Lily heard those words...

…Will she think I’m a bad girl?

Isabel and Lily also have a good relationship. For Isabel, who can count her "friends" on one hand, every one of them is precious.

Even though most of the topics between her and Lily were about Aiwass, they were still friends who could talk to each other. Isabel still cared about Lily's opinion of her.

Isabel hesitated for a moment, then tried to explain, "I just got promoted and came to see how Aiwass was doing... I just wanted to help Aiwass try out his new blessing technique..."

"So that's how it is."

Lily pretended to understand.

Isabel's heart skipped a beat.

Oh no, Lily really heard it—

Because according to Lily's personality, she shouldn't have responded like that at this time.

Lily should tease him in return, whispering some blushing, adult joke in his ear. Then, watching him avoid her gaze, he would back away as if nothing had happened. She always liked to stay on the edge of danger like this.

Isabel suddenly had an idea and pulled Lily over. "How about we talk about what happened over there?"

Hearing this, Aiwass looked over curiously.

Facing Aiwass's gaze, Lily could only respond, "It's nothing, actually.

"Meg...ah, I mean, Miss Ligeia is so amazing! Not only is she strong and very smart, but she's also as reliable as a captain.

"She brought us together so effortlessly. I felt like I didn't do anything at all. I just followed her instructions and got through it without a second thought... In the end, I still don't know what happened.

"But I'm lucky. I chose Shadow Affinity again this time. It must be because of the contract I signed with you, Master. I can also use... her power during the ceremony."

Lily said vaguely.

Because she wasn't sure if she could tell Isabelle about the Shadow Demon, she could only refer to it this way.

She was obviously very happy now: "I now have a third-level shadow affinity and can completely accommodate her power!"

——In this way, Aiwass can be completely freed from the wheelchair!

At this point, Lily suddenly remembered something: "Oh, Master... I saw the 'dark cloud'!"

"Have you revealed your identity?"

Ai Hua suddenly became alert.

"Dark Cloud" was the werewolf writer he met when he and Lily were promoted last time. He said he was going to Avalon and asked them to take care of him.

As a werewolf, his role should be the path of love and overlapping with Lily.

But his original job should be at least the third level, or even the fourth level. He is now promoted to his second job, a "writer" on the path of beauty.

——And last time he was killed by Lily.

"No, I used a new identity this time."

Lily shook her head. "But he's different from ordinary werewolves. He seems to know a lot about witches..."

"You know witches well?"

Aiwass thought for a moment, "I see... I see. He's the witches' guardian."

"Guardian?"

"Yes. Lycanthropy is a sorcery mastered by high-level witches. It takes at least the third level to master, and if the progress is balanced, it will take the fourth level. For witches at the fourth level, they rarely encounter enemies that require lycanthropy to defeat."

Aiwass explained.

In this version of the fifth energy level, which is a ceiling that only a very few people can reach, the fourth energy level has surpassed the limits of normal people and become the strongest in the conventional sense.

If the fifth level is the Nobel Prize and the third level is a doctorate, then the fourth level is roughly equivalent to academician status. This is no longer something that ordinary people can reach through "hard work."

And for such big shots, there are plenty of people who want to lick them.

"Needless to say, witches are transcendents of the Path of Love. Just like the Path of Beauty, both beauty and physical form are enhanced. However, unlike the Path of Beauty, which focuses on 'transforming oneself into a form that best suits one's aesthetic,' the Path of Love continuously perfects the body. It makes the strong stronger, the beautiful more beautiful, the nimble more nimble... and the delicious even more delicious.

"Thus, each high-ranking witch possesses peerless beauty and ageless appearance. They can also create a large number of magical potions. With the connections they have accumulated over the years, how could they possibly need to personally cast a curse to deal with their enemies?"

Aiwass laughed and said, "That's the paradox of lycanthropy—high-ranking witches who have mastered lycanthropy no longer need to use it. Furthermore, they can also transform people into lambs or frogs. If no one breaks the spell, it can last for a very long time, years or even decades. They don't necessarily have to bear the cost of the other party turning into a werewolf to retaliate against them."

The more Aiwass spoke, the more excited he became, and he crawled out from under the quilt.

Lily was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously glanced at Isabel, only to meet her eyes.

The two exchanged glances, then lowered their eyes, pretending nothing had happened.

Aiwass just sat there leaning against the pillow, talking to the two of them seriously, "So, there's another possibility. These werewolves are actually followers of witches.

"Because witches are high-level transcendents of the Path of Love, they are easily influenced by the power of the Path and become irritable, selfish, and willful. Therefore, witches often transform their loyal followers... For example, they transform them into ghosts that attach to armor and tea sets, or into their mounts and pets..."

"…or turn them into werewolves, right?"

Lily's heart sank as she answered softly.

Hearing this, she felt inexplicably frightened.

Now she does what she wants to do, and she doesn't feel much conflict.

But in the future, as her level gradually rises and her resonance with the Dao grows stronger, will she still be able to maintain her original heart under the continuous impact of the Dao's power?

"That's right."

Aiwass confirmed, "There are indeed werewolves transformed by curses. But most of them don't know much about witches, or at least have a grudge against them. But from what you said, Wuyun seems to be friends with witches... So he's most likely a witch's 'house dog'.

"So I think he lied before. He didn't flee because of the political strife in Iris, nor was he hunted by those vampires. He was able to hold the promotion ceremony twice, which doesn't look like he was being hunted."

You know, you can't wake up during the promotion ceremony.

This is the most vulnerable moment for almost all extraordinary people.

Even a transcendent of Meg's caliber would fall into a deep sleep, unable to perceive the outside world, upon advancement. If forced to awaken, the ritual would automatically be considered a failure. It was like escaping from a game; not only would one have to bear the cost of the failed ritual, but also the cost of being forced to awaken—and the effect of the Drunken Dream Tincture was that no matter how much they called, they would not wake.

"Even if he wanted to take the risk of advancing, it would be more reasonable to advance to the Path of Love. There's no way he'd gain any abilities from advancing from level one to level two in the Path of Beauty... yet he advanced twice in a row within half a month."

Aiwass confirmed: "So at least he is not being hunted, otherwise he wouldn't be so leisurely.

"Then there are two possibilities. Either he was actually sent here by his master; or his master is simply gone, so he became a homeless stray dog."

The internal struggle within the Iris Kingdom was also intense, so it was natural for Dark Cloud to not want to take sides.

This also explains why he knows so many secrets -

A person who has been tortured by lycanthropy for at least nine years should have wandered in the wild until he was full of wildness and could no longer be accepted by society.

Even if he had the adaptability to the path of beauty before, it should be gone now. How could he possibly have enough literary cultivation and spirituality to support him as a "writer"?

Unless he had been raised as a pet dog and had the opportunity to read books and newspapers at home, he could keep up with the development of the times. The secrets he knew were probably revealed by his owner intentionally or unintentionally.

Then his purpose for going to Avalon wasn't so pure...

"The Lady Ligeia says he has reached Avalon."

Lily added, "He might even have reached, or even approached, the Glass Island. Although he seemed friendly, Lady Ligeia still didn't allow him to succeed in his promotion... But even so, she became acquaintance with him.

"Miss Ligeia is truly amazing."

Lily was also very envious.

Isabel, who was listening on the side, also opened her eyes wide with a longing look.

It's amazing that you two stay up late at night.

Aiwass complained inwardly.

I want to catch up on some sleep, why are you still chatting...

Never mind, I feel like chatting for a while now. How about we just stay up all night?

Aiwass sighed and decided to get dressed and get out of bed.

"Are my clothes warm, little Isa?"

Aiwass teased, "Don't you want to go back and change your clothes?"

"Little Isabelle" is a very normal nickname, even Queen Sofia and Meg use it. But Isabelle blushed again when she heard it.

She leaned close to Aiwass's ear and whispered viciously, "I've been your mother... now we're even!"

"That's what Aiwas Alexander called. What does that have to do with Aiwas Moriarty?"

Aiwass looked innocent.

Isabel was so angry that her teeth were itching.

In order to retaliate and punish her, she decided not to return Aiwass's pajamas yet: "I won't return your clothes for now...!"

After saying that, Isabel turned around and ran away.

Aiwass yelled from behind: "Remember to return it to me next week, I'm leaving!"

"good!"

Isabel replied crisply without even turning her head: "Then I'll return it to you next week!"

In the painting above Aiwas's head, Janice rolled around excitedly.

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