Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1921 Aislin Walking on Her Own Destiny

Aislin didn't understand what Gilbert was implying, but she still knew that among Lute's students, only Gilbert's brain was quick enough, and he didn't want to trick her to death.

Oliva can be trusted, but she can't believe Oliva's brain at all.

As for Root... Just like what Aislin said to Gilbert earlier, she always felt that the teacher is good at everything, but the attitude of treating the person who should have been damned as a treasure is too boring.

Aislin always felt that between that guy and herself, the teacher would only choose that guy who was no longer human.

Although she guessed that in the past, it must be because of that self-sacrifice that Lute could gain a foothold in the Tower of Black Misty as a high-level mage, but isn't this already a thing of the past?

Aislin couldn't understand Lut's idea that he knew that the other party had become a burden, but still refused to let go.

But she didn't understand everything.

Just like Lute still didn't give up on her when she had to struggle to survive in the hands of 'Aislin' some time ago, their teacher was originally a person who was unwilling to give up his feelings.

But she couldn't tell Gilbert, who didn't know anything about these things... Sigh~ Aisling suddenly felt that she had grown a lot. In the past, she would definitely tell this matter so that he could Gilbert figured out how to get rid of that encumbrance.

Even though she knew that doing so would make Root hate Gilbert and even take it out on her for speaking out, Aislin felt that these small costs were worth it.

After all, they are no longer the same as in the past, they have to stay in the Tower of Black Misty, so they can only endure each other's coldness and madness.

Aislin was very willing to come to the Tower of Sia from the very beginning, because she always felt that if Root continued to toss with that guy, she would kill herself sooner or later.

That... only the thought of revenge is left in his mind, but Lute is still alive!

You can't make the living suffer for that bit of hatred.

But Aislin actually knew that Root didn't agree with some of her ideas, so she could only choose to make side-steps.

Although there was a bad thought in her heart that if Hilbert found out, she would definitely slap her, but Aislin's performance was quite stable... Mainly for her, this kind of thought was not malicious at all.

Anyway, she wants to cheat people all the time, and if she doesn't do it, that is her greatest kindness.

Aislin curled her lips and said lazily: "Then I will write a letter to Rossello right now, so give me a stack of beautiful letter paper and lovely ink, Gilbert, I believe you must have it.

Look at your paint, such a crystal clear gray-purple, how did you mix it out?
That woman Pete is blinded and can't play with your cute and girly color!
Sure enough, what they said was right, the man with the heart of a girl is the best! "

"Can you die? Aisling."

Hilbert actually didn't care about Aislin's attack power... When he started making beautiful jewelry that made the undead drunk, he had already done enough spiritual construction for himself.

Heh~ He did suffer a huge mental attack.

However, the countless 30 people absolutely don't care about this so-called mental shock.

To make money, I never squander it.

Even though gold has always been an easy thing for Hill, it can't stop his desire to make serious money.

"That's interesting..." Aislin, who found that Hilbert wasn't angry because she secretly mocked him like a little girl, suddenly approached him, "You're really not angry!"

"I'm tired of your endless picks." Hilbert pointed out bluntly, "But, if you say that I have any femininity, I don't need to be angry.

Aislin, you are already an 8-ring mage, why do you divide people into male and female?
At this stage, shouldn't the consideration be strength and position, ability and character?
Gender is an add-on, not a necessity. "

"I don't think so." The corner of Aislin's mouth twitched slightly, "Oh~ I even forgot, you are still a baby, so you don't understand anything."

"You can leave." Hilbert sneered, "If you always think about things in those places, next time you will suffer even more.

I'm not interested, keep reminding you. "

Hilbert finally understood why he didn't like this Aislin too much.

Although her heart has indeed become less cold and hard, she is still very stubborn.

Biased stubbornness... is the kind of stubbornness that will not change at all once you have prejudiced.

Such people, no, gods, basically belong to the type that he will never deal with.

Hilbert could even figure out why Lute, who had always been tolerant of the original Aislin, was trying to get her to leave this time to see the outside world... The archmage should have discovered that, more than Apart from the personality that merged with Gracia, the soul itself is even more difficult to deal with.

But both Root and Hilbert actually understood that the current Aislin was only suddenly released after being tightly restrained, which caused her emotions to be too agitated.

After some concepts that existed in the deepest part of the original soul suddenly surfaced, Aislin, whose thoughts were easily taken away by others, couldn't tell which ones were her own and which ones were the dirty things of the original soul .

Only with the passage of time can she slowly get rid of these problems imposed on her by external forces.

If Hilbert could guess what was going on with Aislin, he guessed that Root could think about the same... Hilbert didn't care, it had nothing to do with him anyway.

But Lute must be very upset: it turns out that the original gods in their world are not serious things.

Therefore, Rutte probably wants to see out of sight.

Ask Aislin to hang out for a while, and come back to him when the thoughts are settled.

Under Aislin's surprised eyes, Hilbert suddenly laughed... When she and 'Aislin' were entangled in the past, they could all endure this double-faced life.

On the contrary, after Aislin wanted to become a complete Aislin, they couldn't bear it.

Even though Gracia is the lawful evil that resembles chaos the most, for mages like them, it is easier to communicate and understand than real chaos!
"What are you laughing at?" Aislin leaned closer.

"Don't you want letter paper?" Hill found a pile from the storage ring, "I think you should like Carpenter's works.

Hurry up and write, and see what that Master Rossello will reply to you! "

Aislin pouted her lips unhappily, but she also knew that Gilbert was now on the verge of breaking the defense, and if she continued to toss about, she might really be slapped as Lute said.

Although she is not as thin-skinned as she used to be now, there is nothing wrong with her that wants to be beaten so much.

It happened that this pile of extraordinarily gorgeous stationery was quite in line with her liking, so Aislin hurried away after taking it.
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"Teacher." Russell greeted softly through the door, "Didn't you say that you want to make a bird's nest with those letter papers?"

Russell remembers his teacher's comments on Carpenter's works: Only a group of imperceptible puppet birds can enjoy such a bold color scheme.

"Aislin's appreciation level is about the same as that of birds." Hilbert smiled faintly.

"You mean..." Russell thought for a moment and quickly closed his mouth.

'Gilbert' was obviously saying that there was something wrong with Aisling, and it was a big problem.

The problem is even so big that 'Gilbert' uses the flock of puppet birds as a metaphor.

"Master Lute..." He finally asked softly with a hint of hesitation.

"Of course I know." Hilbert shook his head, "But he can't do anything, he can only rely on Aislin himself.

Speaking of which, this guy's life, huh~
True or false, false or true, no one knows what will become of it. "

Aislin is actually more dangerous now than in the past.

At that time, she knew what was going on with her.

But now she is very likely to be replaced by another soul.

Just like Edna back then... Although in the end, Edna was still Edna, how many chances and coincidences created a new goddess of magic!

Normally, she should have turned into midnight as she walked, or even worse, she would have been swallowed by the original black pupils along with midnight.

Although this is a bit too much for Aislin, but now she has indeed embarked on this path. (end of this chapter)

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