Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Hill, who had thought a lot, clenched his fists tightly in the dawn light: If, what happened to him this time, was done by some great god, he will definitely take revenge in the future!

Will definitely retaliate!
Don't tell him anything for his own good... Hill hates this word the most in his life!

Destiny, what the hell is a fucking thing!

Hill was really a little annoyed.

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The one who was more irritable than Hill was Aislin who plunged into the Root hall after seeing off Rossello.

"What's the matter?" Lute put down the book in his hand... Although the Tower of Sia has been affected by the undercurrent, they have been treated in the open.

Especially big libraries.

During this time, Root collected a lot of books that he had never read before, and even gave his students a list of books.

In fact, he didn't appear to be so calm.

Although his students were reluctant to bother him, how could Root not know what happened?
Although he would not risk his life for any student, it doesn't mean he doesn't care about the safety of his students... On the premise of not affecting his life and future, Root is still willing to do something for his students .

Not to mention, those involved in today's chaos were Aislin and Gilbert who he cared most about.

However, the accident that happened at Drivers' side was surprising enough, and something happened to the White Tower inexplicably... The book in Lute's hand hadn't been turned for a long time.

He can still maintain the posture of reading a book, because he has always been steady.

"I don't know exactly what happened." Aislin replied softly, "But that person was very flustered, and even refused to share his memory and vision with me."

Root raised his head in surprise... This was the first time Aislin mentioned her directly.

"She is now..."

"Sink into the depths of the spiritual sea, and fell into a deep sleep." Aislin's face was full of confusion, "Just leave one sentence, don't call her if you have nothing to do."

Although Root always hoped that Aislin could appear for a while longer, so that he could find a way to keep this so-called false mask firmly outside Aislin's soul, he never thought that he could achieve his goal so easily .

After arriving at the Tower of Sia, their fortunes seem to have changed in the Tower of the Black Misty instead?

Every step is so smooth.

No matter from which aspect.

flutter~
The sound of birds' wings appeared outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of Root Hall.

Aislin turned her head and found a few metal birds hovering there... Of course Aislin recognized them, they were Gilbert's puppet jays.

Although the lethality of these little birds is not as great as that of the flying eagle, they can also allow those who have the authority to control them to simultaneously see the scene in the eyes of the flying eagle.

"Teacher, how much have you seen?"

Aislin didn't think that Gilbert would let the teacher participate in it from the very beginning. The most likely reason was that when Drivos failed the first attack and didn't intend to give up, 'Aislin' and Rossello didn't show up. .

And, at that moment, Gilbert's flock seemed to be hovering right in the clouds.

Although Aislin didn't know much about the functions of these puppets, she still knew that the flying eagle's ability was not yet to the point where it could transmit images simultaneously while attacking.

Thinking of the so-called body, she couldn't help shaking her head. Recently, the difference between 'Aislin' and her seems to be getting bigger and bigger.

Aislin sometimes doesn't know whether she is really completely different from herself, or... feels something is wrong in her heart, so she deliberately shows that difference.

Anyway, during this period of time, her style of doing things was a bit too extreme.

Although Gilbert probably didn't think that 'Aislin' would tear up the covenant at this time, but the friendliness that was always a bit malicious must also make Gilbert untrustworthy.

Who knows if she will suddenly go crazy.

Aislin herself couldn't understand what was going on in that person's brain circuit... Therefore, although Gilbert's distrust made her a little dissatisfied, she was no longer so disgusted with this little brother, and she could understand him way of doing.

Normal people always have to be careful when facing madmen.

"It started when Drifes led a few people up to Gilbert's magic tower." Root smiled lightly, "You don't seem to know everything?"

"Yeah." Aislin nodded, "She didn't cut out all the pictures, but, you know, the last paragraph, including why the silver moon above the White Tower suddenly disappeared."

She was suddenly dazed: "I don't know why, but I always feel that Yinyue...

Ms. Thea, seems to be trying to control the moon.

she thinks……"

"Ms. Siya, she is the representative of the goddess Bisuo Zeya!" Lute interrupted her, "She is indeed a mage, but also, it cannot be just a mage.

There is still some difference between a divinely favored person and a mage. "

Aislin pursed her lips: "It shouldn't be that big."

She knew that Root was implying that she should not reveal some secrets related to Sia.

She understood better that the reason why Root didn't want to know was because speaking out her opinions and memories would not only bring trouble, but also bring bad consequences.

Even she herself is not sure that her memory is real.

If it is said that the one who can cut off the scene she saw with her body, then... how much of the past memory is real?

When there is no absolute certainty, it is safer not to know.

Fortunately, during this time, in order to avoid arousing 'Aislin''s vigilance, she really didn't say anything serious.

"Heh~" Root shook his head, "Gilbert is quite lucky.

The two wonders of Drifes... in front of him, it was a bit of a joke. "

"How could Gilbert's bloodline be so close to that archmage?" Aislin was also curious, "Although the Silmaril of Order attacked for the second time was very powerful, why did it turn out like that?" , I am a bit confused.

But for the first time, I can calculate the attack power of the magic crossbow.

It is estimated that Gilbert's magic tower can bear only half of the attack power. "

"The Heinelsen family likes to continue to marry the same family." Root waved the book in his hand, "They are quite standard nobles. While they have a bottom line, they hope that their allies also have a bottom line. .

Moreover, their alliance needs to be constantly confirmed... After all, the branch in charge of the family will not always be the same.

If you change to a superior bloodline, you have to remarry with your allies again.

Therefore, although they belong to two factions, if the two branches of the marriage happen to be from the same family, the blood must be very close. "

"Gilbert's luck is really good." Aislin was a little sour.

"His luck is always accompanied by various troubles." Root shook his head, "Think about it, when will Gilbert be promoted naturally like you, um, Oliva?

Who wants to experience such a thing as growing up amid setbacks?
Indeed, he seems to be lucky, and he can overcome every setback and grow up well.

But... Obviously these setbacks are all, nothing to do!
His talent is not bad. "

Aislin looked up at the sky for a while, then suddenly smiled: "Like a protagonist in an adventure novel."

"Then he's not that..." Lute stretched out his finger and pointed at her, "When you say this, think about yourself."

That's right, she is the heroine who has all the troubles in her body... She was unscrupulous in the first half of her life, and the biggest pain was being blind again.

But her identity, status and ability can allow her to live a comfortable life after recovering her eyesight.

The result was a blow to the head at the end.

All the indulgences seem to be for the passing of the day.

Although in the end she found that she still had a glimmer of hope... But Aislin knew very well that the only thing she could save in the end was her own soul.

Her body is absolutely irreparable.

Just like her eight rings that rose up inexplicably.

Although the fusion with the laws of this world did give her a hand to some extent, the disharmony between the soul and the body is also a huge danger...Being 'Aislin' allowed her to be promoted to the eighth ring When her main soul left this body, she did not resonate with that law at all. Even if she was still there, she would definitely not be able to control her body.

The law will not understand her last resort, and will just leave.

The body that has been infiltrated by the power of law will naturally collapse accordingly.

Aislin knew very well that Root and that Gilbert had thought of this, and that's why they were so tolerant towards her recently.

Especially Gilbert.

In the past, he would definitely not help her, Aislin, under the premise that 'Aislin' offended him.

After all, the reason why that woman found trouble with him was all in the name of her Aislin.

Aislin smiled helplessly: "Ah~ teacher, fortunately you are my teacher."

She could only combine those unspeakable sorrows and sorrows into this sentence.

Aislin sometimes wondered what if her teacher wasn't Root but someone else...someone like Kamanteta.

What will become of her then?
She really doubted that even if such a self was replaced by 'Aislin', no one would notice.

No matter how strong the observation skills of Master Nine Rings were, he still couldn't see that they had no difference in their xinxing.

It is really rare for an archmage like Root to be principled and even try to pull back when his student's temperament is biased.

Root looked up at her, and pointed to the book on the table: "How much of the book list I gave you have you read?
You can't go out anyway, read more books! "

Although he didn't say much, but staring at Aislin's eyes, he swiped the screen with a sentence: read more books, grow your brain.

Aislin, who has been scolded all the year round, of course can understand.

Of course she understands better, if 'Aislin' can hide this virtue, then... she really can't go out and show her face.

But if she is willing to read, she won't... be scolded every day, right?