Chapter 54 Aiwass: I like it very much
Avalon is an island country, and the Temple of Silver and Tin in its capital, Glass Island, is built on an island within an island.
At the front of the Avalon Bridge leading to the Temple of Silver and Tin, an old elf with skin like bark and eyes as green as those of a wolf stood upright. His tall, lanky figure looked like a tree in the winter night.
"I'll send it here."
The old butler instructed the maid Lily, "Take good care of Master Aiwass."
"Yes, Mr. Oswald."
Lily responded respectfully.
As the old housekeeper looked on, she pushed Aiwass's wheelchair onto the bridge.
The sun sets early in early winter. The deep blue night sky is still dark, and the sapphire-like lake shimmers beautifully under the streetlights on both sides of the bridge.
The tall white griffins, like stone lions, quietly landed on the stone platforms on both sides of the street lights when night fell.
As Aiwass passed by, a white griffin would occasionally open its eyes and look at him. Their pupils were red or blue like gemstones, glittering and reflecting the color of the light.
Their pure white feathers reflected the orange-yellow light of the street lamps, shining with a divine glow.
"It's really beautiful..."
The girl with long flaxen curly hair was also here for the first time.
She was immersed in this beautiful spectacle and couldn't help but say, "It reminds me of your eyes."
"……What did you say?"
Aiwass was a little confused when he was suddenly teased: "Griffins?"
But Lily wasn't shy at all. She said matter-of-factly, "I'm talking about the color of this lake. It's very similar to the color of Master Aiwass's eyes."
"I see."
Upon hearing this, Aiwass also turned his gaze around the griffins and looked at the lake reflected by the night light. "I didn't really notice it... Now that you mention it, it does look a bit like it."
Hearing this, the griffins on both sides of the bridge let out bursts of low, good-natured laughter.
Lily was shocked to realize that these white griffins could actually understand human language.
Her cheeks flushed immediately, and she dared not speak any more. She just lowered her head and pushed the wheelchair.
Because this meeting was not official and did not require an audience with Her Majesty the Queen, the Royal Butler did not need to appear. Under the guidance of a male servant, Lily took Aiwass to the side hall.
The Hall of Silver and Tin is always brightly lit, even the side halls where the royal heirs reside.
Even if there are only a few heirs left in the royal family and even one-tenth of the rooms in the side halls cannot be occupied, lights must be lit in all the rooms. This is so that the residents of the Red and White Queen District can see them at any time and reassure them that the Queen is always with them.
And when Aiwass arrived, a sumptuous dinner was already prepared.
All dishes were laid out on the table rather than served slowly like at home.
Aiwass saw at a glance that the dinner included grilled freshwater fish he didn't recognize, fried cod strips, fried frog legs coated in breadcrumbs, lamb stewed with radish, lemon oysters, and a few crispy roast pigeons.
There was also a seafood soup made with clams, razor clams, and shrimp, and vanilla and pineapple ice cream. Almost all of it was Aiwass's favorite dish. At first glance, it was mostly meat and seafood, with the only green item being a strange spinach cake.
...Little princess doesn’t like to eat vegetables?
A doubt arose in Aiwas' mind.
But soon, his doubts were explained:
"This is what I learned about Mr. Aiwass's favorite dishes."
Princess Isabel, seated at the table, looked at Aiwass. Her eyes, as beautiful as the finest emeralds, reflected the brilliance of the silverware, sparkling with joy and anticipation. "Do you like it?"
She wore a crown of flowers on her head, and a pearl necklace adorned her white neck. The necklace also featured a small rose carved from citrine. Her pure white, off-the-shoulder gown was adorned with emerald green leaves reminiscent of nature. She folded her hands in her lap, a gentle and generous smile on her face.
She was so beautiful, her waist-length, pale blond hair hanging down naturally, and it seemed to gleam in the light, like a palace of silver and tin gleaming in the midday sun.
It was so intense that Lily couldn't help but hold her breath, shocked by the pure clarity and beauty.
Perhaps because she was a quarter-elf, Princess Isabel looked younger than her actual age—she was already nineteen years old, but she seemed younger than Aiwass.
She looked only slightly older than Miss Yulia, Lily thought.
Princess Isabel has a very slender waist, but her breast curve is not very obvious...it even seems to be a little smaller than that of fifteen-year-old Miss Yulia.
This is perhaps the only flaw in this beauty. Or perhaps it is precisely because the meaning of sex and temptation is blurred that this beauty appears so pure.
Even Aiwass held his breath for a moment.
This was also his first time meeting Princess Isabel. Although he had long known of her beauty and had seen her model in the game, perhaps due to the influence and bonus of the Path of Beauty... she was far more "beautiful" in real life.
“…I like it very much.”
Sitting quietly in the wheelchair, appearing gentle, kind, and generous, Aiwass replied from the heart, "Thank you very much for your indulgence and care, Your Highness.
"I was stunned by your beauty and was unable to respond to your question immediately. Please forgive me if I was rude."
"Then please eat quickly, Mr. Aiwass."
Princess Isabel just smiled and urged.
She was just feeling a little surprised. When she looked at Aiwass, she didn't feel the timidity and nervousness she had when meeting a stranger... It was as if she already knew him.
——It turns out that holding Aiwass when he was a child really works!
Then she immediately thought of the fact that Aiwass lost his parents at such a young age.
According to Mr. Sherlock's reasoning, it was probably because of his biological parents that he saved his life by luring away the hook demon. The tragedy of this story made her feel sad.
Although it might have nothing to do with her, or perhaps she was just too immersed in the role, Isabel seemed to be radiating a maternal glow: "Let's eat and talk, Mr. Aiwass. You must be hungry after all this travel..."
Suddenly, she heard a soft cough in her ear.
Only then did she suddenly remember that she seemed to have forgotten something!
——That’s what the teacher reminded me in advance!
So Isabel coughed, forcibly changing the subject, and quickly added, "Also, my teacher Janice also hopes to participate in this dinner party - if you are willing."
...What an abrupt turn.
Were you reminded?
"--certainly."
Aiwass obediently picked up his knife and fork and replied with a smile, "I have also admired Master Yannis for a long time."
"oh?"
A voice with mature charm whispered: "Have you seen my work too?"
The elf, who looked no more than thirty years old, possessing the mature charm of a woman and the innocence of a young girl, had unnoticedly appeared at the table. She sat closer to Aiwass than the princess, observing the platinum-haired boy with great interest.
Agnese was tall and slender, with creamy curly hair and a sideways fringe that covered one eye. Her eyes were the same emerald green as Princess Isabel's, and she was only a finger shorter than Aiwass. Just by looking at her height and elegantly straight back, it was clear that she was undoubtedly a pure-blooded elf.
It was as if she had been here from the very beginning, but Aiwass had not noticed her; it was also as if she was just a projection "painted on", appearing a little unreal under the reflection of the light.
Aiwass immediately realized that this was "Reflection in the Painting," a supernatural ability that could only be acquired by the "Painter" class after reaching level 40 and advancing to "Art Master."
The painter can gain a portion of the Twin Mirror's power, allowing them to use the painting as a mirror. They can hide their true self within the painting, walk freely within it, and project their own shadow into reality, appearing anywhere a painting exists.
Let the real become false and the false become real.
She transforms reality and paintings into her twin mirrors.
All nine avenues have teleportation capabilities, but "Reflection in the Painting" is the lowest level and can be obtained at the lowest cost.
In the current version, the reflection teleportation of the Path of Beauty is the only means of teleportation.
No wonder Master Janice could travel the world. With the ability to teleport at will, it was impossible for even a transcendent to stop her, let alone a mortal.
"--certainly."
In front of Master Yannis herself, Aiwass was not afraid and spoke calmly: "I like them all very much, whether it is "Visit to the Temple of Acropolis", "Golden Dawn" or "Crystal Sea".
Although I haven't seen it...but just listen to me and I'll tell you.
Aiwass added in his mind.
(End of this chapter)
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