Alien world

Chapter 85. 84. "The Old Maid"

"Is this mentor really an elf?"

Annan asked while walking down the spiral steps.

"Yes. Instructor Yrilanzer has been in the Mage Tower even longer than this Mage Tower." A magnetic young voice sounded from behind.

Michael stopped, turned his head and frowned and stared at the figure on the steps: "The city lord, it is very impolite to eavesdrop on the conversation."

"Sorry, I'm a little curious about the young king of the North." The young city lord asked the servants to step back and came to the steps where they could look at them. After expressing apology, he looked at Annan: "And you came here because I was curious. Is it right?"

Annan didn't feel the malice and ostentation from the usurper, so he didn't call out the 30-year-old East Bank of the Planny River and the 30-year-old West Bank of the Planny River: "What does it mean to be longer than this mage's tower?"

Olmedo looked at Michael first.

Michael held out his hand to signal him.

"Thank you." Olmedo nodded slightly, and then went down the spiral staircase with Annan, "The Mage Tower has undergone reconstruction, and the current Mage Tower was built on the ruins of the old Mage Tower."

"Why haven't I heard of it?"

Before coming to Breeze City for the first time, Annan pestered Mr. Victor to ask a lot about the Mage Tower.

"Because only a member of the Mage Tower has the right to know about this matter." Olmedo leaned on the steps, overlooking the busy downstairs hall, "I also found it from ancient books."

"What's up with that Izzy...Elan...elf teacher?"

It is reasonable for Annan, who has learned Common Language for less than three months, to be unable to remember complex elf names.

"What do you like?" The young city lord suddenly asked. "For example, animals or things that you think are cute and want to be close to."

Annan used to like dogs but disliked cats. After accidentally raising a cat, he became disliking cats.

"You mean she just did it out of... 'thinking I'm cute'?"

"Part of it is like this, and part of it is that Instructor Yrilanzer has a nickname called 'Old Maid' in the Wizard Tower."

Annan looked at Michael unexpectedly, and he nodded to confirm that Olmedo was right.

"Does that mean she's old?"

"It means she's old and single."

The lifespan of elves is between 200 and 500 years, and there are holy places to prolong their lifespan, but they usually look for a partner after 1500 years old, and some special elves are still children at [-] years old.And the teacher of Irilanzer is almost [-] years old.

Not to mention Breeze City and the Mage Tower, the human order established by Yves Saint Laurent when Yrilanzer was young has not yet appeared, and the grandfather of the Twelve Northern Kings is still using urine and mud.

"Mr. Irilanzer, don't you mind if you call me that..."

"I don't know...but even master apprentices are saying that." Olmedo frowned slightly, also puzzled.

"Alas...that's what the mentor told us to do." Michael answered their doubts, sighing with helplessness and shame, "She thought that this would let everyone know that she has no partner, and then pursue her."

After stepping down the last step, they walked out of the mage tower and walked towards the parking area outside the circular square.

As a result, it was obvious that this elf mentor was regarded as a freak because of her maverick, which kept people at a distance, and her loneliness made her even more... eccentric.

"Does she have money?"

Annan's strange question made Michael pause: "Uh... I never heard that 'old girl' has no money."

"You can always trust the wealth of an elf. Even for ordinary jobs, an elf with a lifespan more than ten times that of a human can easily save a lot of money." Olmedo's smile was as bright as the sun, "Do you need help? ?”

"Need not."

Annan, who didn't have much money, was just curious.

"Really?"

"real."

Compared with the mediocre elves, this magnificent and fantasy world is still waiting for Annan to explore.

Olmedo stood by the mooring area and signaled to the servants who followed him to prepare the carriage.

The afternoon sun shone on his long golden hair, giving it a halo, like a princess in a theater with her long hair tied up and dressed in men's clothing.

"This is a pleasant exchange, and I hope we will have the opportunity to talk again." The young city lord said.

"There will be."

This Geoffrey Olmedo was similar to his father, and he was pleasant to get along with, but his identity prevented Annan from getting too close.

Watching the carriage of the City Lord's Mansion driving away slowly, does he know that he is a counterfeit?

But at least judging from the wind reviews and this contact, the guy who stole the city lord's position is not a bad person.

……

"I met the boy pretending to be Levi's."

Olmedo stepped into a quaintly decorated study room, and said to the figure standing in front of the window, "He is as interesting as you said."

"It seems that you get along well."

Augusta Olmedo looks out over the bustling City of Breeze.

"Well, I guess I'm feeling the same way you were then?"

"What do you want to do next?"

"Breeze City needs smart people, and I need some friends..."

Augusta turned around, her pale blue eyes drooping slightly.

"You are arrogant, my child."

Geoffrey Olmedo looked into the same eyes as his own: "I can't understand..."

"We lose something we once had and resent the person who took it, whether it belonged to us or not."

……

Annan took the reins and said goodbye to Michael.

"Della, did you know that there is someone as weird as you in the mage tower..."

Annan remembered that he was speaking ill of another elf in front of another elf. "...a beautiful elf."

The voice of the voice faded away as the carriage drove away.

"Who is that boy?"

A pleasant interrogation sounded from behind, and Michael froze instantly.

"My friend..." he said.

Only a vigorous elf can quietly appear behind a mage.

Only noble mentors can question a mage tower mage.

"He has no ill intentions towards you..."

"I heard it. Such a beautiful and kind boy was born to be eaten by elves..." The evil whisper sounded. "You know him? Where does he live? What's his like?"

"...Annan is a shy boy, I can't tell you, and he is not yet of age..."

"This can't hinder our union, I can change shape, and I can become similar to him." The panting behind him gradually became quicker.

"I……"

"You've been working with Pritzker recently on the subject of "Are the ancient arcane arts of ancient wizards more powerful than our current spells?"

"I'm sorry, Teacher Irilanzer, Annan is one of the few friends I have. He helped me get rid of my sinking when I was most confused." Michael replied firmly.

"My grandmother was an ancient wizard, her experience."

"He lives in the manor of the Winchet family now, mentor, do you need me to show you the way?"

(End of this chapter)