Chapter 91 The Girl Who Belongs Only to Me



"Dinner?"

The cold voice of the golden elf girl echoed in the star realm.

She raised her eyes slightly and looked at Char in front of her.

The next moment, the left eye, which had been closed, quietly opened.

There was a faint blue flame dancing slowly in the beautiful red-gold eyes.

This wisp of blue flame is extremely gorgeous, brilliant, and flickers.

That is what the people in the Black Tower call the "Secret Fire of the Goddess of Magic", and it is also the origin of Hathaway's nickname "Golden Scourge".

Unlike the gods with clear titles believed in by various religious sects, the Goddess of Magic has no so-called entity, but is merely the embodiment of various elements, magical creatures and spells in the multiverse, or the incarnation of a certain concept.

The moment the dark blue secret fire appeared, Xia felt it clearly.

...

...

The mark of time engraved on his astral body, like the growth rings of a tree, which even he himself could not perceive, suddenly began to tremble at this moment.

Then, in the flowing time and space.

An illusory river of time, as if cut off, was silently reflected in the eyes of the golden elf under the illumination of the dark blue secret fire.

The next moment, the faint blue flashed and disappeared.

The golden elf's left eye closed again.

She folded her arms, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and looked at Xia with a smile.

"I didn't feel anything real in the dimensional abyss until I saw you. I realized that so much time had passed."

The gold elf took a step closer to Char and held out his hand.

Then, she gently stroked Char's face with her slender white fingers.

"Look carefully, you have indeed grown up."

"You are no longer the little boy who pretended to be profound when I first met you in the Arcane City of Lugia five years ago."

The cold fingertips brushed across Char's face, leaving a slightly itchy feeling.

"You've grown taller. You've become taller than me."

"Besides, you've become thinner, and your face doesn't feel as chubby as before..."

The golden elf looked at the young man in front of him who had a slender figure and a well-defined face.

In those beautiful light golden eyes, there was relief and a hint of nostalgia.

"He is indeed a beautiful boy."

"In that case, it's no wonder that Guderian Borgia is willing to marry his only daughter to you..."

"Although this is mostly due to considerations of profit, if you are not good enough, this engagement will not take place."

"According to your words, Xiao Xia has become a hot commodity now..."

Xia was slightly stunned, and didn't care about the teasing in Hathaway's words.

"Does the teacher also know the head of the Borgia family?"

As far as he knew, his golden elf teacher from the Black Tower had existed for longer than he could imagine and could be said to be one of the most mysterious legends in the entire Western Continent.

Even an ancient force like the Theocracy, which has been passed down for thousands of years, does not know when Hathaway, the legendary Black Tower Page, arrived.

However, perhaps because of the long time she spent after becoming a legend, Hathaway developed a rather casual personality and her style of doing things is to go with the flow.

She was able to break her thousand-year-old custom just because of a momentary liking for him and accept Char, who didn't even have a single ring at the time and was no different from an ant in the eyes of the legend, as her last disciple...

You may also cancel a meeting with other Eight-Page Mages because of trivial matters.

In Hathaway's eyes, if there is someone she doesn't like, then even if they are also legends, she may not bother to take a second look at them.

"It should have happened more than ten years ago. Guderian tried to break through the throne boundary once at that time, so I have some impression of it."

"Although it was not successful at the time, more than a decade later..."

"It's hard to say who is stronger between him and the one from the imperial family."

Borgia's old bastard is so strong?

Xia was a little surprised.

However, in this case, it is no wonder that the other party dared to challenge the imperial royal family so openly. It turns out that they have enough confidence.

"But... since you called me."

"It means that you have already made a decision about this matter."

The golden elf took the white hand away from Xia's face. She took two steps back, and behind her, against the backdrop of the illusory starry sky, a silent throne woven from pitch-black thorns slowly emerged.

Hathaway sat down on the dark throne of thorns, turned her head to look at Char, a hint of smile in her eyes.

"That's a great opportunity to rise to the top overnight. If you accept the olive branch offered by the other party, it will be equivalent to having the backing of at least three legends."

"Moreover, this group even includes two beings who are comparable to demigods..."

"You will make such a choice..."

The golden elf crossed his long legs and leaned lazily on the throne.

"Is it because of your little girlfriend?"

"Um."

"Do you really want to do this?"

The golden elf's cold words carried a hint of temptation: "You clearly pretended to accept the other party's kindness first, and then quietly integrated into the other party's camp."

"Then, absorb the opponent's nutrients to strengthen yourself, collect intelligence, and wait until you are fully prepared, then show your sword at the critical juncture... This is more in line with your interests, just like what you have always done."

"Exposing yourself to huge risks because of a momentary impulse is not in line with your philosophy of thinking twice before acting."

Xia nodded: "If I were alone, I might really do as you said, teacher. After all, I never think that my face is worth much. The one who laughs last is the winner."

He smiled silently: "However, this is my promise to Xiao Ai."

Hathaway said calmly: "She no longer cares."

“But I care.”

Xia shook his head: "In the fire in Ceylon..."

"Xiao Ai entrusted me with everything that belonged to her, her past, present, and future."

"That's the girl I raised from childhood to adulthood. She belongs only to me."

"Everything of Aurora, whether it's joy or sorrow, laughter or tears...can only exist for me. I hope she will only laugh because of me, and cry only for me."

"but--"

Char's words turned slightly colder.

"That night, I saw her cry with my own eyes... for someone other than me."

"Then someone has to pay for this."

The golden elf looked at Xia for a long time with a cold gaze, and the original leisurely look disappeared.

Instead, there was a solemn majesty like royal power in those beautiful red-gold eyes, carrying a tone of questioning and scrutiny.

Xia's eyes never dodged.

After a long while, the golden elf on the throne of thorns nodded slowly and said, "I will let Xiaosi go to the imperial capital."

"Then I'll trouble you, teacher."

The body of Xia Ya's star spirit began to emit light spots and was gradually returning to the main material plane from the astral realm.

At this moment, Xia, whose figure began to become illusory and hazy, spoke again: "Teacher, I have always wanted to ask a question."

"Why did you fall in love with me among the crowd in the Arcane City of Lugia?"

The golden elf on the throne had a hint of nostalgia in his eyes: "Because I felt a familiar aura from you at that time."

"A traveler far away from home."

"They are displaced people who have lost their homes and have nowhere to go."

"It's exactly the same as I was back then."

"Is that so?"

Xia nodded, a slight smile on his face.

"I thought you were alone and lonely for too long."

"So, I want to raise myself into a perfect child husband since I was young."

Char's astral body quickly faded away.

Only the last words were left, and he disappeared into the illusory sea of ​​stars in the astral world.

"I have been working hard to be the male protagonist who can make the teacher's heart flutter all these years. It's really a pity."

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