From Prisoner to Si Chen

"So fast?"

Lemme raised her eyebrows in surprise.

She still remembered that the last time she saw Gillan in Stuttgart, he was only a 4th-level Jiushi. How long has it been since he started preparing to advance to the 6th level? !

But thinking about it, Lemme felt it was natural.

At the beginning, Gillan and she were both alchemy apprentices under the "Silver Bottle Lady", but his talent was higher than hers.

It is not difficult to understand that he has accumulated a lot of experience and is now making great progress.

"Leave a 'rumor'?"

Lemme smiled and nodded slightly.

"Of course no problem. But what 'rumor' do you plan to leave?"

"As long as it can meet the promotion requirements."

Gillan didn't care and said casually.

After listening, Lemme nodded.

She thought for a moment, raised her lips, and suggested:

"How about you just refine a small thing here and give it to me? I'll record this as a 'rumor'."

"Is that so..." Gillan was stunned, but he didn't expect it to be so simple, so he nodded and agreed: "Okay."

Since he was asking Miss Flamel for help, it was understandable to give her a small gift. Gillan thought it was nothing.

So, he took out a gold Caesar.

He flicked his finger.

Ding.

As the gold coin flew, silver arcs flashed.

It was decomposed in mid-air.

Gillan put his hands together.

"Refine!"

He stretched out his index finger and tapped the small round glass table in front of him.

A silver alchemy array appeared on the table, and a glass sculpture more than 20 centimeters high was born in the center.

This sculpture was like a hand-made product, with a smooth and shiny surface and a transparent color with colorful light.

Its shape is exactly that of a lady based on Flamel, with a slender figure and proud curves. She is wearing a long suspender dress, elegant and mature, with one hand on her waist and the other holding a scroll, with a beautiful face and a smile on her lips.

"For you."

Gilan smiled politely and raised his hand to indicate.

Flamel looked at the alchemy in front of her, with a look of joy on her face and her beautiful eyes moving.

Although this little thing does not have any mysterious power, it is a gift made by Gilan based on her.

She was naturally excited.

"Thank you, I like it very much."

Felmel smiled.

She looked at the young man in front of her with a charming look, raised her hand to summon a piece of parchment and a feather pen, and prepared to record this matter.

But Flamel just picked up the pen and wrote on the paper:

"On June 19, 1927 in the Earthly Dawn Calendar, the 'Mad Owl King' visited the Land of Gods and made a glass sculpture at the 'Cliff Manor'..."

Just then

A female voice with a flat tone came:

"The 'Mad Owl King' specially made a glass sculpture based on the appearance of Flamel Nicolas, and gave it to 'Miss Ether' as a token of love."

"Huh?!"

Flame stopped writing the feather pen.

This was exactly what she was going to write, but someone said it accurately in advance.

She looked up.

I saw a tall woman standing on the lawn more than ten meters away.

She was wearing a low-cut evening dress, white and soft, with a fabric similar to embroidered silk. The sun shone on her body, and her outline was shining, forming a holy halo.

Under the short golden hair, there was a beautiful and perfect face, like a porcelain doll.

But her expression was extremely cold.

"'Bishu'?!"

Flame was shocked.

The one who came was the May Apostle "Bishu".

No wonder she didn't notice that she had come to the manor. After all, the other party is an apostle, and an apostle related to the "secret".

If the other party does not want others to discover, even the 8th-level transmuter Lemay Nicola will not be able to sense it.

"Sasha..."

Jilan was turning his head to look at the aggressive woman in white at this moment, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

The other party glanced at Lemay indifferently, and then stared at Jilan with a complex and playful look.

"I wonder why I came?"

Sasha walked over leisurely and said lightly.

"As an apostle in charge of the 'secret', the God's Homeland Corridor is within the range of my golden bow. There is nothing I don't know..."

"Brother Jilan, I knew you were here as soon as you landed. I just didn't expect that you didn't come to find me, but went straight to my little lover's residence!"

Sasha walked to the table, picked up the glass sculpture, and played with it with interest.

"Tsk tsk... It's so beautiful."

"Please put it down."

Lemay frowned slightly and said unceremoniously.

"Also, isn't it a bit too much for Miss Bishu to come uninvited?"

"Too much?"

Sasha still held the glass sculpture, with no intention of putting it down. Instead, she turned her head and sneered at Flamel.

"Miss Flamel, I think you are the one who is too much... After all, seducing someone else's husband is a very disgusting thing."

"Husband?!"

Flame's pretty eyebrows raised.

She turned her head in doubt and looked at the purple-eyed young man at the round table.

But she smiled again and shook her head:

"Impossible. Gillan only likes women."

"Huh?"

Sasha's pretty face suddenly frosted and her teeth clenched.

"Miss Flamel, do you mean that I am neither male nor female?"

She clenched her hands tightly, and the glass sculpture of Flamel's image suddenly cracked with fine lines.

Flamel stood up abruptly.

She also looked at the other party with cold eyes.

Even if he faced the apostle "Beshu" directly, Flamel was not afraid at all.

The two ladies were facing each other like this, and the scene fell into a deathly silence.

Sitting there, Jilan felt that the environment suddenly became inexplicably cold, and the bone-chilling cold made him feel uncomfortable all over.

"Ahem, that..."

He opened his mouth, intending to ease the tense atmosphere.

But the two ladies turned their heads in unison and looked at him expressionlessly.

"Shut up!" Flamel gritted his teeth.

"Brother, don't worry, I will take care of it."

Sasha narrowed his eyes and smiled.

She turned her head again, looked at the elegant and beautiful woman in purple skirt, and said:

"Miss Lemay, I planned to come to visit you last time, but because of the reputation of 'Mrs. Silver Ping', I didn't come to see you."

"But you still dare to provoke my man..."

Sasha said unceremoniously and raised his hand directly.

A slender golden arrow as long as an index finger appeared in her hand.

When Flamel saw this, his face was cold and he didn't make any move, but three crystal balls emitting purple light floated behind him.

A terrifying aura aroused, collided and escaped, causing the entire manor to tremble slightly, as if a disaster was coming.

Ji Lan secretly thought something was wrong.

Snap!

He immediately suppressed the feeling of death threat that made his scalp numb, stood up quickly, and grabbed Sasha's white and smooth wrist.

"Sasha, don't do it."

Ji Lan said in a deep voice and shook his head.

He knew very well that "Bishu", as the May Apostle, was extremely powerful. In comparison, Mademoiselle Flamel was inferior.

If the two of them really got into a fight, Flamel would definitely be the one to suffer. And the cause of this conflict was all him. If he hadn't come to Flamel for help, things wouldn't have become so tense.

Due to emotions and reasons, he must stop this farce.

"Ha." Sasha's beautiful eyes rolled around and she showed a smile. "Are you worried that I'll kill her?"

"I didn't expect you to care so much about this woman."

"I just came to Miss Flamel to help me record a 'corridor rumor' for me to advance to the sixth level."

Gillan sighed.

Sasha kept smiling and replied:

"Then why don't you come to me? Won't I help you? It's obvious...in your heart, she likes you more than me."

As she spoke, she kept smiling, but there was a hint of loneliness in her eyes.

"Yes, as she said, you only like pure women, right? Not people like me..."

Seeing this, Ji Lan felt her head grow bigger.

Just then.

Flamel suddenly turned his head and looked to the side of the lawn.

Sasha also turned her face slightly, her eyes cold.

Only two figures, a man and a woman, suddenly appeared.

The man is an old man with a white beard, wearing a black robe, a hood covering his head, barefoot on the ground, and holding an irregular stone cane in his hand.

The woman is wearing a gorgeous silver robe, with her silver hair tied up, looking mysterious and graceful.

"I've met Madam and Mr. Lane."

Flamel raised her skirts and bowed to the two of them.

Sasha said indifferently:

"'Mrs. Silver Vase', 'Old Man from Salt Spring', what are you doing here?"

"Miss Sasha, Flamel is my student."

The silver-haired lady said softly.

She didn't state her words clearly, but the subtext made her meaning clear... that is, she would not watch her students being bullied.

The old man in black robe smiled and said:

"'Queen of Diamonds', you and I are both the leaders of 'Tiangong Dawn', why don't you just give up for my sake?"

"Hmph!" Sasha turned around, holding the cracked glass sculpture in his hand, and said indifferently to the two of them:

"You guys really like to meddle in other people's business, so it's no wonder you cultivate such ascendants."

"Sasha Payton!"

Flamel said coldly.

Seeing that "Bishu" didn't respect her teacher, she immediately prepared to take action.

But Mrs. McCarra took one step forward, appeared beside the student, and gently put her hand on Flamel's shoulder, preventing the situation from further intensifying.

Sasha said no more, grabbed Gilan's hand, took him and left directly.

Golden light flashed and the two people disappeared instantly.

There was silence on the lawn of the manor for a few seconds.

"Madam, will Gilan be okay?"

Flamel turned his head and asked the teacher worriedly.

The silver-haired lady shook her head.

"Sasha is moody. It's rare that he's even jealous of you this time... As for that young man, I'm afraid he's going to suffer."

Hearing this, Flamel looked even more worried.

But soon, she realized the strangeness in the teacher's words, so she frowned and asked:

"Madam, don't you remember Guillain Iros? Like me, he was once your student..."

"Huh?" The silver-haired lady looked confused.

Flamel was even more surprised when he saw this.

She quickly told the story of how she and Jilan had studied together with Madam, but Madam not only did not seem to recall it suddenly, but instead looked solemn.

The old man in black robe on the side narrowed his eyes and said suddenly:

"That young man is not simple...the secret history of the past has been covered up."

"I can't even remember it."

Mrs. Yinping nodded in agreement and murmured.

"Behind Gillan Iros, there must be a Sichen, but I don't know who it is."

"He is walking on the spiral of the sword of the furnace, a new path that he explored on his own."

The old man Yanquan was hinting at something.

The silver-haired lady was startled.

After a few seconds, she said faintly:

"So that's it... The 'director's' backer, it turns out he is him!"

"Teacher?"

Le May, who was standing by, became more and more confused as he listened, and didn't know what the two apostles were talking about.