Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1857 A more suitable partner

"Not much." Hilbert replied firmly.

Pate pursed his lips: "I know, you think that cooperating with me will bring more dangers and benefits... If I can't get more, why should I get involved?
Right?

You can completely wait for Drivers to fight you to the end, and then make a move after suffering heavy losses.

After all, I still have some reason... The honorable Master Xiyata will not punish me too harshly. "

Hilbert changed his posture leisurely: "Master Pete, everything you said is based on the premise that I leave the territory of the Tower of Black Misty.

What can Drivus do if I'm only going out to Archmage Root?

If he really has the guts... heh~"

Of course Pete understood Gilbert's ridicule: Drivos's small actions now only annoyed Gilbert.

If he really can't sit still and doesn't have any interest in the affairs of the Tower of Seattle, then Drivers can't do much.

At most, he would use all kinds of puppets to attack Gilbert's territory on the edge of the Dark Fan, but he would never dare to come out by himself, let alone let those puppets attack Root's main tower.

Root has remained silent about recent events, but it's not that he has given up on Gilbert, but that he hasn't reached the point where he has to come forward.

But hitting his main tower was enough for him to completely turn his face and chase after those puppet mages behind the scenes.

Although those puppets of Drivos will not tell the truth, people like Pete who know a little about his secrets will definitely expose his shortcomings and testify against him.

Pate couldn't help but clenched her fist: she seemed a little overstretched.

However, based on what she knew about Gilbert, this mage of the Seven Rings should have a very urgent attitude towards becoming stronger!

For so many years, because of the mental shock, he had to wander only at the stage of elementary mages. He obviously had extraordinary abilities, but he could only hide in the small magic tower in the corner without moving. heart of.

If it weren't for his good life and being taken under the door by an archmage like Root who has a high bottom line and protects his weaknesses, Gilbert would have been killed by changing heads.

With Gilbert's arrogant and extreme personality... Even if he has some acting elements, Pate can be sure that he has exaggerated a little at most, but his nature is true, and he shouldn't be so calm in front of the resources at his fingertips.

Indeed, he must only get a small part, maybe even less than one-tenth, but Pete doesn't think Gilbert didn't understand the deep meaning in her words: Gilbert must be able to get enough for him to be promoted to nine Ring resources.

Of course, Gilbert couldn't think about anything else.

However, since Lute has just become a member of the Tower of West Asia because of the Tower of Black Misty, and he is still a little hesitant about the matter of the original Tower of West Asia, the well-known Nine Rings Master, this is the last time. Good solution.

Could it be that Gilbert felt that he was entitled to more points?
Without her, Pat, standing in front of him, even if Gilbert created a powerful alchemy wonder, he probably wouldn't have a chance to release it!
Unless, Gilbert is really not interested in those resources.

How can it be?

Pate narrowed his eyes slightly, and showed a charming smile to Gilbert, who had a stiff expression on his face: This guy probably wasn't sure how true her intentions were.

She was in a hurry.

Of course, she also did not expect that Gilbert would be able to think cautiously in the face of such a huge temptation and the pressure from Drivers from the outside world.

Forget it, a more sincere smile appeared on Pate's face, it was she who underestimated the other party, then...

She stood up swayingly: "I know, you can't believe my sincerity, and wonder if there is...a problem between me and Drivos.

It's okay, I can wait, and you can also think slowly.

Best not to be too late, though.

If Drivers, finds another alliance, I probably won't get involved. "

Seeing the back of Patsch leaving, Hilbert stretched out his hands and patted his face: his face was so stiff.

The female mage said nothing serious.

Just mentioning his obligations, not mentioning his rights, let alone what protection will be given to him... It is obvious that he is ready to kick him away at any time.

Hill felt that even Gilbert standing here would not spit out easily.

Not to mention him.

All the benefits that Pate said are meaningless to him... Even if Drivos gave him all the resources, Hilbert didn't want it!
He only hoped that the resources in his hands would look as embarrassing as possible.

The eighth grade is far away, and it is Hilbert's dream.

Moreover, Hilbert has a better candidate than to cooperate with Pate, who has a greater enemy component.

-

"Gilbert looking for me?" Aislin, who was eating dessert on the sofa in Root's study, looked up in amazement.

For her, the Tower of Sia has countless shortcomings, and the existence of 'Aislin' puts her in a crisis every step of the way, but it is not without any comfort... One has enough materials, and the other has enough food formulas.

After accidentally discovering that 'Aislin' has all kinds of skills in her mind to complete her image of the perfect hostess, Aislin paid most attention to the recipes.

Her life is at stake, and she may disappear at any time. Even though she still can't help but look at the beautiful little brother, she pays more attention to the delicious food.

Food is the most perfect pacifier in life... Especially, no matter how hard you struggle, you will only end up dead, and you can only lie flat and wait for life.

It's obviously the same person, why does 'Aislin' have so many good memories?

But she even had a false impression of those foods, as if she hadn't eaten them at all.

Fortunately, 'Aislin' was very forthright with some of her innocuous requests, so Aislin went directly to her teacher... Although part of the reason was that she wanted Root to eat, but more importantly, she I don't know how to transform a puppet.

Only Archmage Root can transform those household puppets who can only make superficial food to learn these recipes.

Therefore, even though she could only do nothing by Lute's side, Aislin could still sit still.

Especially when Root had to avoid her when she was doing some private things, Aislin could only control her urge to follow by taking a bite of a small cake.

Fortunately, 'Aislin' was already somewhat immune to her emotional fluctuations, and didn't even bother to wake up.

However, Aislin wasn't sure if she really wasn't awake, but she didn't want to pursue it, since they were both playing dumb anyway.

Anyway, they both know each other well, if they can weaken each other's soul strength, neither of them will stop.

How long the current state of checks and balances can last is even more unpredictable.

Aislin knew very well that no matter how many idiots there were among Root's students who couldn't see that she was different now, it couldn't be Gilbert.

That guy is definitely not looking for her for any good things.

However, Gilbert's candles did help her a lot, and Aislin was not unappreciative.

Although the other party may be more to make Root happy, but she is the one who has been favored after all.

So, even though she was muttering, even though Root was sitting and watching with a doting and helpless smile on her face, Aislin still moved.

She clapped her hands, picked up a clean towel and wiped it off, found an exquisite small box from the grid under the coffee table, grabbed a few from the snack plate on the coffee table and put them in: "Then, teacher, I'll go Send Gilbert some treats.

Is there anything you want me to convey? "

"Drivus, there's no value in stopping me." Root said calmly, "Tell Gilbert if you're in trouble, just come straight to me.

I believe in his ability to escape. "

Just relying on the flying eagle, Gilbert can quickly reach the main tower... Lute naturally has his own way to cooperate with the puppet flying eagle, and has already reminded Gilbert what to do.

He has not expressed his position, but it does not mean that he has not made any preparations.

Aislin closed the snack box indiscriminately, and turned the corner of her mouth slightly downward: "Tsk, yes, he can no longer play the trick of dying together."

"Don't fight."

When Aislin walked to the edge of the terrace and was about to take off, Root's soft instructions came from behind.

She blinked her eyes and turned her head solemnly: "Did you say this to me, or to him?"

"You two." Root sighed heavily, "What the hell is Gilbert thinking?
Why not Oliva? "

"Maybe I think Oliva belongs to Coyle?" With a merciless mockery, Aislin took the snack box and flew into the sky.

-

Hilbert looked at the woman in red who was tapping outside his window, feeling a little complicated.

He regretted looking for her a little bit, and even more regretted giving her permission just now.

"Why don't you turn around and go back?" Hilbert groaned through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Are you sick?" Aislin snorted dissatisfiedly.

No, Hill just suspected that her recent mental state was hopeless, so she wore a bright purple robe over the bright red robe.

He is going blind.

"Open the window quickly!" Aislin raised up the snack box in her hand, "I'll bring you something to eat."

Hilbert took a deep breath, and opened the window with a heavy heart: "What kind of aesthetics makes you look like this?"

"I'm mad at Rossello's aesthetics." Aislin, who flew in, directly stepped on his desk, and said lazily.

"Don't you like his face?" Hilbert asked curiously.

"But he doesn't let me look at other people's faces! There are so many beauties here, why should I only look at him?" Aislin smiled calmly, and slowly sat down on the comfortable seat behind the desk, At first glance, it belongs to Gilbert's recliner.

(End of this chapter)